The president is committing suicide

Like Ding Jiaying, Qiao Shen noticed the car parked downstairs of the company.

To be exact, it's hard not to notice it, it's too conspicuous.

However, Ding Jiaying didn't mention it, so Qiao Shen didn't say anything either.

After dinner, the two went to the Intangible Cultural Heritage Research Institute together.

As the sun was setting, they passed by the campus of Gangneung University together.

School hasn't started yet, and the campus is particularly quiet. The playground is filled with old men and women from nearby communities who are strolling around.

"When you were in school, you must have been a celebrity in the school, right?" Ding Jiaying took the milk tea he bought and followed the crowd to circle around in the playground.

Qiao Shen shook his head.

Ding Jiaying didn't believe it: "Although your personality is not that good, your face is still good-looking. Don't lie to me."

For a long time, the conversations between the two were either about work or interests, either Shen Cong or someone else.

This was the first time that Ding Jiaying took the initiative to learn about his past during casual conversation.

Qiao Shen's eyes sparkled: "I'm not lying to you. I'm not lying to you. Our school is different from the place behind."

"What's the difference?" From Peking University to Jiangnan University, if there is a person like Qiao Shen, he will attract attention everywhere.

"Don't look at me like this, I also have ideals. Don't laugh, really, they are serious ideals."

"So what do you want to do? An actor? Cannes?"

"No. My original dream was to build an airplane."

Ding Jiaying raised her eyebrows and her eyes widened: "Building an airplane? The real kind?"

"space shuttle."

"So great." Ding Jiaying is a liberal arts student who just wants to eat and wait for death and has not yet achieved enough inner cultivation and has no extravagant hopes of saving the world. She always has a natural respect for those who actively devote themselves to national construction.

"You didn't lie to me?"

Qiao Shen repeatedly assured that what he said was true.

"So you didn't pass the exam?"

Qiao Shen shook his head: "On the contrary, I passed the exam. And my grades are pretty good."

"That's not what was written in your previous profile." Ding Jiaying remembered that Xiao Mimi had given her a brief introduction to this guy's resume.

Qiao Shen smiled mysteriously: "The names you know are all fake. Are you sure the information you got is real?"

"True and false, false and true. Then the truthfulness of what you are telling me now may be questionable."

Ding Jiaying was like a sensitive little fox, testing Qiao Shen.

"I promise that everything I say to Miss Ding Jiaying right here and right now will be true, not a single word is untrue." Qiao Shen raised the milk tea in his hand, "If I tell even a single lie, you will never get a cup of milk tea in this life."

"You are not an actor anymore, but you haven't given up on milk tea and other things at all." Seeing how serious he was, Ding Jiaying felt stingy.

"For my milk tea, everything must be true."

But what Qiao Shen said next made her feel a little sad.

Qiao Shen didn't want to be an actor because it turned out that Versailles was not his type.

He scored over 600 points in the exam and finally got into the University of Aeronautics and Astronautics to study his favorite major, space shuttle engine manufacturing.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will work harder to get admitted to graduate school after graduating from undergraduate school, and continue his studies, or enter a research institution.

Who would have thought that I was bored that summer and took a summer job, and joined the crew to shoot a drama for more than two months.

By the time the show was broadcast, he became famous.

Fans at that time were so eager to dig out even his past and present life.

One day he was even photographed entering and leaving a research facility.

Based on the principle of confidentiality, the counselor talked to him.

It's not just his problem that was exposed. His classmates and teachers are likely to become scientific researchers in important national institutions in the future and are the country's future vital force.

They cannot be exposed to the media.

At this moment, Qiao Shen knew that no matter how low-key he was, he would never be able to return to the life track he had originally planned.

He still insisted on completing his undergraduate studies, and then turned to concentrate on his current industry and study acting.

I think it would be nice to do one thing well and study acting diligently, and it would be nice to live like this.

Maybe one day the space shuttle developed by our classmates will be able to play the movie in which they acted.

It seems that God always likes to play jokes on him, and he can't help it for a long time.

Now we move back to behind the scenes.

Having said this, Qiao Shen smiled bitterly.

Ding Jiaying couldn't laugh: "Will you regret it? Will you feel sorry?"

"Of course. I regretted going out of my way to film a TV series that summer, and regretted that all the achievements of the space shuttle in the future have nothing to do with me."

Qiao Shen doesn't tell lies.

"But so what? Time won't come back, and fate won't stop playing tricks on me just because I don't want it to."

"Don't think that I can still be a producer now, and everything seems to be going in a good direction. I don't know what will happen one day, and I won't even be able to do this."

Ding Jiaying couldn't bear it: "There's no need to be so pessimistic."

"I'm not pessimistic. I just accept the impermanence of the world." Qiao Shen really looked like a philosopher at this time.

The sun set behind the roof of the swimming pool, and the afterglow cut the human figures into black.

"When you go against the current, you will be very tired and will not achieve any results. If you go with the flow and follow the trend, you will feel a little happy." Qiao Shen clinked glasses with Ding Jiaying, "So don't worry about me. I am logically consistent now."

Ding Jiaying watched him take a big sip of milk tea with a relaxed expression: "So you were waiting to enlighten me? Master Qiao?"

"Don't dare. Don't interfere with other people's karma, don't disrupt other people's torrents."

"Nervous."

The lights around the playground were on, one by one, like stars in the sky, gathering into a Milky Way.

Ding Jiaying followed him for a walk in the playground, chatting intermittently.

Impermanence, constant change?

Can I really face these drastic changes in life calmly and remain indifferent?

If she was really like him, with her ideals destroyed, difficult to rebuild, and then hit, Ding Jiaying couldn't imagine that she could still enlighten others here like he did.

Has Qiao Shen changed?

No, it was just that she didn't know him well enough before and had never looked at him seriously.

He was much stronger and more stable than he had imagined.

Those ridiculous little things in the past might have been just his little ways of relieving his inner distress.

Xiao Yunzheng has been following Qiao Shen for a day.

She wanted to see what he was doing on his first day at work, but ended up seeing him and Ding Jiaying together the entire day.

She could have walked away, but why did Qiao Shen look so relaxed and happy, and why did he talk so much when he was with this woman?

Wasn’t this woman madly in love with Shen Cong before, and now she’s trying to get a divorce?

What exactly does she want to do? What is her purpose in getting close to Qiao Shen?