lovenovelstory 1: Who else?
1: Who else?
July 1991, Caiyun City.
Han Wencai was stopped by his mother as he walked out of the examination room.
"Wenwen, how did you feel about the exam this morning?" Han Qingyan asked with concern.
"Mom, you've asked me this question five times in three days." Han Wen sighed, "I filled out my college application a long time ago, and I can't change the university I applied to."
I've finished all my exams now; you can just wait for the scores at the end of the month.
"If you had good grades, would I be so worried?" Han Qingyan said unhappily, "Back then, my college entrance exam scores were among the top in the city. If you can't even get into a regular university this time, you'll really make me lose face."
"Make you lose face? How could I? Mom, I'm not bragging."
"With my height, looks, physique, temperament, character, talent, and future career achievements, I will be your greatest source of pride in this life." Han Wen laughed, boasting enthusiastically.
But in her heart, she sighed, "Don't worry, Mom. I disappointed you in my past life. In this life, I will definitely make you proud."
As a reborn person, Han Wen can't remember his college entrance exam score in his previous life, but it certainly wasn't high.
Applying to university early is pointless, since I won't get in anyway. So, I should focus on making my beautiful mom happy first.
Looking at Han Wen, who had just come of age but was already nearly 1.8 meters tall and whose temperament and appearance were comparable to the Chinese-American superstar John Lone, Han Qingyan was extremely gratified and almost smiled with joy.
"Yes, Wenwen, Mom believes in you. You will definitely become Mom's pride in this life." She nodded vigorously: "Back in the orphanage, I fell in love with you at first sight. Adopting you was the best decision I ever made."
You are the most precious gift God has given me. Thank you for being with me for so many years.
Now that you've graduated high school, you've finally grown up. Seeing you like this makes me feel so happy and content.
"Come on, Mom. I only clung to your leg and wouldn't let go back then because you were a pretty auntie."
You had no other choice but to adopt me and bring me home.
"This is my own skill, don't take the credit." Han Wen joked, reaching out to take his mother's arm and pulling her towards the school gate: "Let's go, Mom, let's go home."
"You brat, all you do is talk nonsense." Han Qingyan almost laughed out of anger.
Being reborn is definitely something to be happy about, but unfortunately, Hanwen can't share this joy with anyone, including his mother.
Reborn at the very moment the college entrance examination ended, one would expect to have escaped a calamity and should be celebrating.
However, to be honest, Han Wen didn't feel relieved at all; on the contrary, he felt a little regretful.
Because he didn't do well on his exams in his past life, and he probably won't have another chance in this life.
As the saying goes, one should become famous as early as possible, and one should also make money as early as possible. Time is money, and opportunity is wealth.
He must seize the moment and grasp every opportunity to make money.
Therefore, even if it's not for fame but just for making money, everything else has to come second.
He will never choose to repeat a year of high school because he doesn't have the time or energy to waste. As for going to university, he'll consider it later when the opportunity arises.
The mother and son quickly reached the bicycle. Han Wen handed his pen and paper to his mother, got on the bicycle, and waited for her to get on.
Han Qingyan sat sideways on the back of the bicycle, carrying a leather bag in one hand and holding her son's waist with the other, a sweet and happy smile on her face.
"Mom, now that the college entrance exam is over, shouldn't you let me go free?" Han Wen asked while riding his bike. "We agreed that you would let me go on a trip after the exam, so you can't go back on your word."
"Where do you want to travel to, and how long will you be gone?" Han Qingyan asked. "Mom is busy with work and doesn't have time to go with you. Are you going alone, or with your classmates?"
"I can manage on my own, I won't go with the other classmates." Han Wen shook his head, thought for a moment and replied, "I plan to go to Jinghua City first to see the political center of our motherland."
Then, we'll go to Shanghai to see the economic center of our country.
You have many friends in Beijing and Shanghai that you haven't seen for many years. I'll take this opportunity to visit them on your behalf; you don't need to worry about my safety.
I'll be back after I've finished exploring these two major cities, by the end of the month at the latest. That's plenty of time.
"Okay, the college entrance exam score lines will be released around that time, so it'll be perfect for you to come back."
"Since Mom promised you, she naturally won't go back on her word. I'll get you the money tonight so you can go on your trip." Han Qingyan felt that Han Wen's words made sense, so she readily agreed: "But, Wenwen, Mom is actually very worried about you going on a trip to such a far place by yourself."
Therefore, you must take good care of yourself, protect yourself, and remember to call home anytime.
"Okay, Mom," Han Wen nodded.
He used to traveling all over the country in his past life, and he was bolder than a leopard, not caring about anything.
In fact, in his previous life, he not only never left the Southwest Province, but he also never left Caiyun City.
It was just a few days of simple fun with a few close classmates in a nearby park, and that was it.
However, Han Wen would never do such a boring thing again in this lifetime.
His purpose in going to Beijing and Shanghai was not, as he claimed, tourism, nor was it to visit friends on behalf of his mother; it was to make money.
Making money requires capital; where does that come from?
Having just graduated, he was penniless and couldn't even find a job, so he had to ask his mother for help.
Five hundred is fine, a thousand is fine, the more the better. If I can get all of Mom's secret stash of money, that would be even better.
Because he believed he could get rich, get very rich, get an enormous fortune.
Therefore, even if he lied to his mother, it wasn't a huge mistake. He also believed that his mother would understand and forgive him in the future.
Han Qingyan never imagined that her usually obedient and sensible son would scheme against her and actually plan to go out to work. If she knew, she would definitely twist his ears off.
"Although more than a decade has passed, my relationship with my friends has remained the same." Han Qingyan continued, "I'll give you their contact information later, so please keep it safe."
If you encounter any difficulties while in Beijing or Shanghai, be sure to seek their help.
Han Wen knew that his mother was referring to the group of educated youth who were sent to the countryside back then, but unfortunately he was too young at the time and didn't retain any memories of it.
What he remembers most vividly is the six years he spent living in the orphanage. So, during his high school years, he spent a year writing a book about these experiences: "The Orphanage".
That's right. Han Wen's biggest dream in his past life was to be a writer. Because his idol was Wang Xiaobo.
So he started writing in junior high school. By the time he graduated from high school, he had written nearly a million words, filling several thick notebooks.
In addition to the novel *The Orphanage*, he also wrote *Mother*, *Single-Parent Family*, *Goodbye Ideal*, *Little Friends*, *Where Are We*, and *People in the Cave Village*.
Han Wen's desire to write bordered on obsessive, to the point that it interfered with his normal studies.
Unfortunately, he was only a teenager, lacked experience and writing skills, and his novels were too immature; even he himself found them hard to read.
As a result, I submitted the manuscript many times, but it was rejected by the editor each time.
For this reason, Han Qingyan found it difficult to continue supporting his writing, fearing it would affect his studies and delay his college entrance examination.
Han Qingyan, who started as a journalist and eventually became a host at the city's television station, actually hoped that her tall and handsome son would go to university first before considering writing.
If all else fails, you can always try to get into an arts school and become an actor. Or you can become a reporter or a host, just like me.
As a result, neither of them compromised. The son grew up and stopped listening to his mother. The mother got old and could no longer control her son.
Of course, the Korean writer in his previous life did possess some talent and inspiration for writing. Unfortunately, he lacked practice, didn't understand techniques, and lacked depth.
As a result, without any guidance, help, or instruction, he went astray, missed the most valuable opportunity to become famous, and spent half his life working hard but achieving nothing.
Having started his life anew, Han Wen knew very well that in this life, no one could stop him from becoming famous, and no one could stop him from making money.
"Mom, don't worry. Even if there are no difficulties and even if they don't need help, I will still make time to visit them one by one."
"After all, they are your friends and my elders, so I must show them the proper respect." Han Wen smiled and nodded, "Mom, don't worry about me while I'm away."
These are all connections, all relationships. In a society based on personal relationships, how could Han Wen not maintain them? Even if his mother didn't remind him, he would take the initiative to do so.
"Wenwen, I've noticed that you seem to have really grown up all of a sudden." Han Qingyan's beautiful face was full of surprise, and crow's feet appeared at the corners of her eyes.
"You've not only grown up, you've matured completely." Han Wen nodded, somewhat speechless to himself: "I have the appearance of an eighteen-year-old, but the life experience of a fifty-year-old, which is richer than yours."
Mom, I'm asking you, in this world, besides me, who else is there?