Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 812: A Toast

Chapter 812: Chapter 812: A Toast

Zhuang Lan got a new haircut, a neat buzz cut.

He revealed the forehead that was usually covered by messy bangs.

He looked very refreshing, bringing in a summer vibe as he entered.

Just by his appearance, no one could tell he was a super scholar buried in books.

Wei Rong gave the other girls a knowing look.

It meant that Jun Feifei definitely couldn’t resist.

As expected, as soon as Jun Feifei saw Zhuang Lan, her courage instantly vanished without a trace.

Like a deflated soda, only sweet, sticky water swayed in the bottle.

Clang—

Jun Feifei felt her heartbeat quicken, afraid that the words she’d speak would jump out one by one.

"You, you came."

Zhuang Lan nodded at her as usual, "I went to your house to find you, but your mom said you had already left early in the morning."

Looking at Jun Feifei’s brand new outfit and the curl at the end of her hair, the girls could all guess why she had left early.

But Zhuang Lan seemed oblivious.

Jun Feifei, who feared nothing except for the supernatural, could only blush and lower her head.

Even without drinking, she looked half-drunk.

"Don’t just stand at the door, come in and sit."

Wei Rong couldn’t bear to watch any longer, urging the two inside, so they wouldn’t be standing at the door like door gods.

Yue Qingqing and Qu Ruorui poured juice for everyone.

Wei Rong quickly got familiar with Lu Zhu, whispering, "Those two are moving so slow. From elementary school till now, there’s still no progress. Whether it’s sugar or a knife, they need to make some headway. If this were a novel, readers would be furious by now."

Lu Zhu’s eyes flitted between the two, "Do you think there’ll be any progress today?"

Wei Rong nodded at the wine bottle on the table, "Depends on how strong that is. Don’t be fooled, Feifei acts all bold behind his back. In front of Zhuang Lan, she doesn’t even dare to breathe loudly. Such a coward."

Lu Zhu leaned back in his chair, waiting to see what would happen next.

Once Zhuang Lan sat down, Yue Qingqing congratulated him on his college entrance exam results, with a hint of regret.

"Just one point short, you might have been the top scorer."

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Lan was quite at ease about it, "Doesn’t matter, luck is a part of one’s abilities too."

The boy who once dreamed of the throne had finally proven that geniuses were not invincible.

This one-point difference wasn’t due to a disparity in abilities, just luck.

For Zhuang Lan, he had already achieved the result he wanted.

In the past three years, he had gone through every single type of exam question, even more thoroughly than the examiners themselves.

Like a seasoned general, he knew the battlefield inside out, just waiting for the trumpet call to usher in a tide of victory that he would grasp firmly in his hands.

Was it unfortunate to fall one point short?

Not at all.

When one does their utmost, the outcome no longer matters.

Jun Feifei looked at Zhuang Lan with sparkling eyes.

To others, Zhuang Lan might seem a bit dull, but to her, he had an aura.

Qu Ruorui teasingly glanced at Jun Feifei, then asked Zhuang Lan, "Which school and major did you choose? It’s in Beijing, right? Someone here is going to Beijing just because of you. You better not end up elsewhere."

Jun Feifei immediately looked at Qu Ruorui, who winked at her.

Someone had to break this glass ceiling. They were high school graduates now; there were no teachers around to worry about affecting their studies if they started dating.

However, Zhuang Lan seemed not to understand, or simply didn’t care.

"Minghua University, Computer Science and Technology. I found computer classes at school quite interesting. It might be the trend in the future."

Thanks to Mr. Qian’s generous sponsorship, the school had gotten dozens of advanced computers and offered extracurricular training.

Zhuang Lan had also signed up.

He was particularly fascinated by the world of coding and would run to the computer lab whenever he had free time.

Nobody was surprised by his choice.

Hearing that Zhuang Lan chose Minghua University, Jun Feifei felt both joy and worry.

Joy, because they would be in the same city.

Worry, because of the gap between them.

Minghua University! A school she couldn’t even dream of getting into.

Thinking of this, Jun Feifei resolved to make a bold move, "Let’s order first, and then we’ll toast."

Whether she took the plunge or stayed safe, it was all the same. She was going for it!