202 Strategy for the Bottleneck Period
After finishing a set of mock college entrance exam English papers, Ye Xun checked the time, graded it herself against the answers, and then nodded with satisfaction.
“It’ll be fine after a little adaptation. Vocabulary and grammar are easy to handle!”
Just as the girl put away her pen and picked up her phone, she saw a missed call—she had turned off her phone to concentrate on the problems just now, so she only saw it now.
It was a missed call from Pei Ningle.
“What is it now… Don’t tell me it’s something related to Wang Heng again?”
The girl muttered to herself and dialed the number.
A moment later, she heard Pei Ningle’s voice—but unlike her usual energetic state, Pei Ningle’s voice sounded weak and listless.
“Hello, Little Xun, are you free recently? Do you want to come out and eat something delicious?”
Ye Xun didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Two days ago it was Wang Heng, tonight it was Pei Ningle. Why did everyone want to treat her to a meal?
She replied, “I’m busy studying recently, no time to go out.”
“Oh, is that so…” Pei Ningle’s tone was full of disappointment. “Alright then, I won’t disturb you…”
Ye Xun: “Wait a minute, why don’t you ask Sister Han Yixuan?”
Pei Ningle: “Little Xuan has already spent several days with me. I’m embarrassed to disturb her again…”
At this time, Ye Xun thought of a candidate, but whether to say this person’s name was worth pondering. On the first level of pondering, Ye Xun felt she certainly couldn’t mention his name. Otherwise, just imagining the scene of Wang Heng accompanying Pei Ningle made her chest tight. Although she planned to go all out and study hard recently, she didn’t have the thought of giving up completely.
But pondering to the second level, she felt that if Wang Heng really strengthened his connection with Pei Ningle, it didn’t seem like a bad thing. Since Han Yixuan had already occupied the name of girlfriend, and she didn’t have the time and energy to challenge it, then who else could shake Han Yixuan’s position? In Ye Xun’s view, of course, only Pei Ningle.
But pondering further, to the third level, she realized that this seemed to symbolize some ominous sign. If he could be poached by Pei Ningle while dating Han Yixuan, would Wang Heng develop the habit of a scumbag in the future?
Ye Xun held her phone in one hand and rested her cheek on the other, sitting in the chair lost in thought.
And the other end of the line was silent for a long time, finally sighing, “Forget it, I’ll think of other ways to relax…”
Ye Xun couldn’t help but ask, “Are you in a very bad mood now?”
Pei Ningle: “Very bad. These past few days, I’ve been stuck in a bottleneck for a long time!”
Ye Xun finally made up her mind and said, “Then why don’t you talk to Wang Heng?”
Pei Ningle whispered, “I don’t really want to disturb him… I don’t know what he’s doing, but I always feel like he’s very busy.”
Ye Xun nodded subconsciously. “He has good grades and can make so much money from investment. No matter how smart his brain is, he must need a lot of hard work, right?”
Pei Ningle: “Makes sense… Forget it, anyway, I won’t disturb you. Little Xun, study hard.”
Ye Xun: “Mhm, bye.”
Hanging up the phone, Ye Xun looked at the contacts in her phone and thought seriously.
**
Meanwhile, in dorm 414, Fu Hanwen looked at the exploded nexus, then at Wang Heng’s record of 1 kill, 4 deaths, and 7 assists, and couldn’t help groaning, “Holy shit, Teacher Wang, so you weren’t being modest, you really are a noob!”
Wang Heng silently exited the game. “So I said, don’t force me to play.”
Fu Hanwen: “So you have to practice more. What’s the point of playing single-player games all day?”
Wang Heng sneered. “Heh, you don’t understand the fun of Mount & Blade.”
At this time, Tang Hexing also joined the ranks of ridicule: “Teacher Wang, don’t be discouraged. You can teach Little Fu math, Little Fu can also teach you how to play…”
Wang Heng interrupted unceremoniously, “Little Tang, what’s your record?”
“0 kills, 3 deaths,” Fu Hanwen looked at the record statistics again. “Little Tang, how about you consider being discouraged?”
Tang Hexing’s smile froze. “Why? Did I play support badly this game? More than ten assists!”
Fu Hanwen sighed. “The data looks better than before, but how many times did you sell your teammates?”
Tang Hexing’s face turned red instantly, arguing, “I wasn’t selling teammates… Support! Can a roaming support’s actions be considered selling?”
Fu Hanwen and Tang Hexing discussed the issue of support playstyle, while Wang Heng found that he had received a text message and picked up his phone to look.
【Senior Wang Heng, sorry to disturb you. I heard from Sister Pei Ningle that she seems to be in a bottleneck period recently and is very depressed. I just wanted to say, do you want Senior Wang Heng to help enlighten her? But she seems embarrassed to disturb you, so I’ll ask for her… By the way, never tell her I said it!】
This text message from Ye Xun made Wang Heng fall into deep thought.
Pei Ningle wants me to accompany her, why did Ye Xun say it?
How complicated is the relationship between them now?
After pondering for a long time, he replied with a simple 【OK】 to Ye Xun, then walked out of the dormitory and came to the rooftop. In the time it took to climb the stairs, he thought a little.
Judging from Pei Ningle’s performance in the past two months, the danger factor was so small that it could almost be ignored. Even without comparing her to Lu Qi and Han Yixuan, just comparing her to herself in the first timeline, the current Pei Ningle made him feel much more at ease. In that case, helping her relax naturally shouldn’t be a problem… right?
So he dialed Pei Ningle’s mobile phone.
After the call connected, he asked directly, “How is the progress of your second song?”
Pei Ningle was obviously a little flustered and helpless. “Huh? The second song… I haven’t been writing it for long!”
Wang Heng asked again, “Is there any difficulty?”
Pei Ningle: “Difficulty…”
Wang Heng: “Yes, don’t hide it from me. Just say if there’s a problem.”
Pei Ningle said weakly, “It’s not hiding, I just suddenly feel a little lost and don’t know how to write…”
Wang Heng: “What do you do when you feel lost? Do you want to eat a big meal?”
The girl’s voice suddenly became louder, shouting, “How did you know!”
Wang Heng couldn’t help laughing. “Your thoughts are a little too easy to guess.”
A few seconds later, Pei Ningle couldn’t help but ask, “Wait, wait, then what are you going to do? Treat me to a big meal?”
Wang Heng: “What do you want to eat?”
This question stumped Pei Ningle.
“Hot pot, barbecue, Western food, sushi…” The girl muttered, but couldn’t make up her mind.
So Wang Heng said, “I’ll give you a night to think about it slowly. Tomorrow morning, tell me the answer again.”
