or understanding. His mindset was calm and untroubled by petty gains and losses. The greatest hope he had was寄托在他身上, knowing one day Su Chen wouldn’t allow others to look down upon him.A damp feeling...Volume 4: Clouds and Moon over a Ten-Thousand-Li Journey Chapter Fourteen Not Just a Dream

Tang Wu was taught by the sect leader, turned her head around to see a man running towards her. The man stood at about one meter eight to one meter eighty-three in height, wearing a casual letterman jacket, a small cotton vest, jeans and red sneakers, looking very sunny.

This man did not belong to the type that was considered "handsome" or "attractive". Any individual feature on his face wouldn't make someone think he looked good; single-fold eyelids with long eyes, slightly wide nose bridge, thin lips. But when combined together, they gave a very harmonious impression.

In No. 27 High School, handsome boys were quite common, even more so than Yun. Therefore, Su Cen thought that perhaps it was because of this seemingly unremarkable yet rather cool guy that Sun Man, who had such high standards for guys, actually showed some admiration towards him; she had already shifted her gaze from him to the man opposite, and hadn't noticed Su Cen stepping forward and then retreating.

Yang Cheng admired Tang Wu. Her appearance made people feel dizzy even though he was already admired and a focal point of screams during games or in grade-level rankings. But when paired with cold and aloof Tang Wu, her appearance and aura could give one an illusion that it would be hard to look down on her. Just looking at her for two or three seconds would cause his heart rate to become erratic; even talking to her brought about a sense of inferiority. Even someone as battle-hardened as him felt this way; he could only imagine how much worse others felt.

This made Yang Cheng feel proud, but also somewhat ashamed, which fueled an urge in him to "pick" this girl up. The best way to conquer fear was through conquest—conquering this girl would likely be as grand a feat as conquering the college entrance exam.

He had an innate advantage here. His parents had already looked at Tang Wu with the eyes of future daughter-in-law and hinted countless times that they would be extremely disappointed if she wasn't his wife in the future. Furthermore, Tang Wu's parents were very close to his family; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to reach this level of closeness with her.

"What is it"

Her tone was still indifferent, which made Yang Cheng feel love and madness at the same time. He quickly said: "Actually, there's nothing much. Our class asked us to prepare for next week's blackboard newspaper; since we're doing it together, let's aim for quality. I plan on using 'A cup of wine in spring breeze among peach blossoms, ten years' lamplight under night rain over rivers and lakes' as the theme to report on these students who brought glory to Zhejiang University upon their return to alma mater. Sharing our resources would be beneficial. I believe my green leaves will enhance your theme."

Tang Wu nodded. "Whatever, anything else"

At this moment, many people's gazes were focused on their direction. Yang Cheng felt very comfortable with the situation where only he was qualified to talk to Tang Wu. However, his ambition seemed not to be limited to just that: "There's one more thing, you see... I seem to have missed some notes in today’s class. Could I borrow your chemistry notes for a look I could go to your house to return it..."

Tang Wu was stunned and looked at Yang Cheng. Her gaze made his heart skip a beat because he had never felt such a look from Tang Wu before. Did this desperate, clumsy move of his actually turn out right

At this moment, Sun Man, who was standing next to Su Can, came back to her senses and noticed Su Can's unwavering gaze. Given that the man, who used to be indifferent about everything, now showed such interest in Tang Wu, Sun Man couldn’t help but understand something and sighed inwardly. A girl like Tang Wu must indeed have a significant impact, as even this guy who dared to argue with her on camera was attracted by her

Thinking this way made her feel rather displeased, so she looked at Su Can with an icy gaze, smiling slightly: "Transfer student, do you know who she is"

Seeing that Su Can still had a blank look and couldn’t answer, Sun Man smiled and said: "It’s best if you don't know. It would be better for you not to ask either because in this school, there are many people ten times or even a hundred times more talented than you who admire her in some way. So it wouldn't be your turn anyway. Of course, if God gave everyone an equal chance to queue up, you'd probably have to wait until after 2012."

Feeling that this sentence would sufficiently damage Su Can's confidence, Sun Man threw him a polite but definitely malicious smile and stepped forward towards Yang Cheng and Tang Wu.

Qian Long looked at Su Can, thinking that the kid had impressive self-control. If it were him in this situation, he’d probably be steaming mad by now, yet Su Can was still calm. Indeed, he showed some talent.

Sun Man walked over and forcefully inserted herself between Yang Cheng and Tang Wu, chatting with a slightly sour tone to Yang Cheng. It could be seen that she had a good impression of the forward player who played both basketball and football in this school, but was extremely envious of Tang Wu. Her insertion interrupted Yang Cheng’s attempt to ask for Tang Wu's contact details; Tang Wu said, "Sorry, I left my chemistry notes in the classroom."

Sun Man seemed quite familiar with Tang Wu, so they started chatting among themselves. Su Can couldn’t hear what they were saying, but when he looked at the man next to Tang Wu and then at her more mature and beautiful appearance compared to before, combined with the letter she had written him, he felt like something was missing in his heart.

"Teacher Wang!" A group of people called out behind them. Su Can turned around and saw his current homeroom teacher, Wang Guiwen, nodding gracefully towards those who greeted him. He then looked at Su Can with an indifferent expression on his face, as if he didn't know Su Can.

Su Cen didn't greet him, and naturally, he ignored Su as well. The two of them acted like they were strangers, not recognizing each other at all. Wang Guiwen's gaze briefly lingered on Su Cen before moving away, and he stepped to the side.

When Su Cen looked towards the door again, Sun Man had already entered a car with some people from the campus TV station, and Tang Wu had long since left.

What one sees with their own eyes is not necessarily the truth, Su Cen reminded himself.

As she walked out to the main street, Tang Wu occasionally glanced back at the school. Even when crossing the traffic lights, she didn't forget to look towards the campus.

Someone who noticed her actions asked, "Tang Wu, is there a problem Did you forget something"

Tang Wu turned around and shook her head, thinking to herself that it was because of worry that she was being overly concerned. Although she seemed to vaguely see someone's figure in the art building earlier, under the dense rows of ginkgo trees and bustling traffic, as well as the vast cityscape, it was merely a case of mistaken identity. Even if he had appeared here, such thoughts made her heart race...

But without doubt, this kind of near-impossible situation was nothing more than her own unrealistic fantasy.

Su Cen took a vehicle to Longsheng Gift Factory located at the Third Ring Road. In this era, an area around two and a half rings in Chengdu was already quite remote, looking like a countryside village. Even in relatively prosperous Southern District, it was no different. The Longsheng Gift Factory was situated next to a chaotic grass slope and eutrophic green pond.

The gift factory looked rather large, with red brick walls and iron gates. From afar, Su Cen could see the red Santana carrying Tong Jianjun.

Quite a few people were gathered at the entrance, as if welcoming visitors from headquarters. It seemed that the workers of the gift factory now regarded these visitors as their only hope for salvation.

Su Cun got off at the remote bus stop and crossed the road, squeezing through the crowd until he heard his father's voice: "Director Zhao, don't be too upset. The headquarters sent me here to properly address your factory’s future survival issues. I will do my best to ensure that all these workers have their bread and butter, and find a promising company for the factory to operate normally and generate profit."

Su Licheng knew that the director of this gift factory was Zhao Ming, whose life story was quite remarkable. Starting as an ordinary brick kiln worker at various enterprises such as the agricultural machinery plant, pen-making factory, and printing plant, he gradually climbed up to become the director of the gift factory, winning a "National Light Industry Science and Technology Award," though that was back in the 1980s.

After Su Licheng finished speaking, his eyes landed on Su Cun, somewhat surprised: "What are you doing here"

However, since he and Tong Jianjun were currently dealing with a headache-inducing issue, they didn't pay much attention to Su Cun. They just reminded him not to wander around and told him they would all go home together later.

As Zhao Ming introduced the situation of the factory, he led Su Licheng and Tong Jianjun on a tour of the workshop. Some of the factory's officials glared coldly at Su Licheng from headquarters, their tone rather unfriendly as they asked direct questions. Su Licheng had to deal with everything related to the factory’s lease issues before it could start operations again. The factory hadn't been making any money for several months and was not in operation.

"The gifts these machines produce are outdated. I saw pen-making machinery in Workshop 2, some of which isn't too old-fashioned. Why not focus on making pens and stationery" Su Cun suddenly asked.

"You should stay away from these old machines," Su Licheng was particularly concerned about Su Cun's interest in the old equipment.

Zhao Ming, knowing that he was the son of Su Licheng, said: "Originally, our pens sold quite well among these gifts. However, later on, what we produced couldn’t compete with professional pen-making manufacturers. Our products were unable to enter the market in Rong City and could only develop towards rural areas. We then found that even the townspeople no longer wanted our branded stationery, making it increasingly difficult for us to sell our goods, leading many items to become unsellable."

"I want to take a look."

Su Cun went to the abandoned stationery warehouse and looked at the pencils and ballpoint pens made in the factory. Their appearance was just like those very old-fashioned writing instruments he had seen before, some of which were plastic-tipped quills used for cutting paper from their sides. Seeing this made Su Cun nostalgic.wondered if he hated her now Had she gone too far with her actions Her mind was full of chaotic thoughts.Liu Meimei and the other girls approached her, asking, "Hey, what's wrong Do you really hate Su...