Da Tang Si Zi: My Six Super Rich Little Nuggets!

Chapter 343 The Tale of Twins: The Astronomical Observatory's Star Chart and the Cicadas'

The cicadas' chirping made the July air scorching hot, and Zhen Xiaosi repeatedly stuffed the wild ginseng that was about to slip off her desk back in.

The air conditioner in the high school preparatory class hummed, but it couldn't dispel the irritation on her forehead—Lin Zian's laughter from the back row was more distracting than the teacher's explanation of quadratic functions on the podium.

The English sentences in the workbook seemed to float before her eyes like tadpoles, her hand holding the pen hovering in mid-air, her mind filled with the promise she made yesterday to go play the claw machine.

Zhen Xiaosi placed her hot phone face down on her "High School English Core Vocabulary" book, the lock screen button reflecting her furrowed brows.

Wild ginseng curled up in a dark brown ball in the bag on her desk, much like her chaotic thoughts at that moment—she had vowed to catch up on math, physics, and chemistry during the summer vacation, but as soon as Lin Zian sent the message "The secret room on Hongqi Street is missing a goddess tank," her neatly arranged study plan would be like a Thangka that had been splashed with water, completely distorted and unrecognizable.

The parabola on the math test paper looked so much like the curved corners of Lin Zian's eyes when he smiled. Zhen Xiaosi irritably loosened the collar of her school uniform. She kept reminding herself that time was flying by and she had to catch up on her weaker subjects during the summer vacation. But every time Lin Zian sent her a message saying "A new Tang-style avocado yogurt shop has opened in Vitality City," she would inexplicably close her workbook and start making up all sorts of reasons to go out and relax with her parents.

Last week, because I stayed up all night watching a suspense drama recommended by Lin Zian, I dozed off in class the next day and almost had my creative notebook with the rhinoceros character "兕" confiscated by the teacher.

The most troublesome thing is the "debate between the two of them". They always argue until they are red in the face and their necks are thick during breaks or free time, which makes Zhen Xiaosi so angry that she feels like her lungs are about to explode. Her head is buzzing and she really wants to turn around and leave this stubborn friend forever.

But when the weekend came, the two met again as if nothing had happened, eating medium-rare roasted lamb chops together, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and couldn't help but smile at each other.

As dusk fell, Zhen Xiaosi stared at the ink stains that had seeped into her workbook, listening to the notification sound of a voice message from Lin Zian. Torn between "let's chat for five more minutes" and "I must finish this test paper," she crumpled the draft paper into a tattered ball.

"Playing with toys will ruin your ambition!" She slowly wrote these four words in her notebook, biting the end of the pencil, the tip poking a small dent into the paper. This phrase, which the Tang Dynasty princess had learned from her father's admonitions, was now perfectly suited to describe herself.

Last week, I accompanied Linzi to rehearse a short campus drama and stayed up all night memorizing lines, which caused me to daydream throughout my chemistry class the next day. The day before yesterday, when we were in tutoring class, the two of us secretly shared a strawberry-flavored roasted durian under the desk. The sweet taste was still lingering on my teeth, but it caused her to fall out of the top ten on the pop quiz.

But whenever Lin Zian holds up a Tang-style photo booth picture of the two of them with sparkling eyes, or magically hands her a self-made mind map when she can't solve a physics problem, the frustration caused by the delay in her studies will quietly melt away in the warmth of their friendship.

Zhen Xiaosi opened her diary and filled and crossed out the "Time Management Plan" form in a crooked manner... She suddenly realized that whether it was the arena of interests she was dealing with Qiu Rongmu or the youthful days she spent with Lin Zian, what she really wanted was never a rigid, polarized relationship.

The pencil tip hovered over the paper for a long time before finally writing a line of small characters: "Perhaps we should find a way to make happiness and progress coexist."

"It definitely will, just like the Sogdian Whirlwind Dance in the Tang Dynasty, it can spin out a perfect circle!"

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It turns out that Xiao Si from the Imperial Observatory had seen everything and even received a distress signal from Zhen Xiao Si—but the two of them had broken up, and even the wild ginseng couldn't control them anymore, so they could no longer travel to the same time and space.

Having no other option, Xiao Sizi of the Imperial Observatory had to remind Zhen Xiaosi via mobile phone—