PFC Chapter 1645 There are 3 types of people in the world
Chapter 1645 There are 3 types of people in the world
There's only a little over a month left until the national postgraduate entrance examination.
After resigning, Huang Yimei devoted herself entirely to preparing for the exam. Although she was very smart and consistently ranked at the top of her class throughout her four years of university, she was not so arrogant as to take the exam without any preparation.
I get up at six every morning and don't go to bed until midnight. My desk is piled high with review materials, and the walls are covered with mind maps of key concepts. I even memorize psychology knowledge while eating.
Qin Hao, however, continued to do things his own way.
He would occasionally check the stock market trends, but otherwise he spent most of his time playing games, watching movies, and drinking with Lu Yan.
Huang Yimei saw it all, but assumed he was just putting on an act to please his parents, and didn't take it to heart.
After all, she knew Qin Hao all too well.
The person who managed to get into Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts did so through parental donations of a building; the person who managed to graduate in four years did so through last-minute cramming and lenient teaching. How could such a person possibly take the postgraduate entrance exam seriously?
"Aren't you going to study?" Huang Yimei couldn't help but ask one evening.
Qin Hao was curled up on the sofa playing video games, not even looking up: "What are you reviewing?"
"The postgraduate entrance exam is in a month."
"Oh, that?" Qin Hao said casually, "Isn't that something you can do with just your hands? Why do you need to study?"
Huang Yimei rolled her eyes and ignored him.
At the end of December, the national postgraduate entrance examination arrived as scheduled.
A snowfall blanketed Beijing, turning the area outside the examination hall into a white wonderland. Huang Yimei, bundled up in a down jacket and holding a thermos, stood in the crowd waiting to enter. She had been studying until 2 a.m. last night and woke up at 5 a.m. this morning.
Qin Hao slept soundly; she had to call him to wake him up in the morning.
"Are you nervous?" Qin Hao asked, yawning.
"How can you not be nervous?" Huang Yimei glared at him. "You, on the other hand, don't seem to feel any pressure at all."
"What's the use of pressure? I'll know what I'm supposed to know, and I won't get anything out of it no matter how nervous I am." Qin Hao shrugged. "Let's go in."
The two were assigned to different examination rooms and waved goodbye.
After two days of exams, Huang Yimei felt she had performed quite well. She was unsure about a few questions in her major subject, but overall she thought she should pass. She was even more confident about her English and Politics scores, as she had consistently studied them throughout her university years.
After finishing the last exam, Huang Yimei let out a long sigh of relief as she walked out of the exam hall.
Qin Hao was already waiting at the door, holding two cups of hot milk tea.
"How is it?" He handed her the milk tea.
"It's alright." Huang Yimei took the milk tea, the warmth spreading from her hands throughout her body. "And you?"
"It's nothing special," Qin Hao said casually.
Huang Yimei didn't press him further, thinking that he was probably just there for show and would be lucky to get a score of over 100.
What followed was a long wait.
In mid-February, the preliminary test results were released one after another.
Huang Yimei waited by the phone early in the morning, but the line was busy and she had to try several times to get through. When she heard the results, she was stunned.
Total score: 398 points.
This score is quite good for a psychology major. Although it's not top-tier, it's definitely enough to pass the national and university cut-off scores.
She excitedly called Qin Hao: "I checked my score! 398 points!"
"Congratulations." Qin Hao's voice sounded like he had just woken up. "Let me check mine."
Huang Yimei waited, mentally planning what she needed to prepare for the re-examination.
"Found it," Qin Hao said calmly.
"What score?" Huang Yimei asked casually, "Is it enough to pass the national cutoff score?"
"420 points."
"……What?"
Huang Yimei thought she had misheard.
"420 points." Qin Hao repeated, "Professional course one: 138, professional course two: 142, English: 86, Politics: 54."
Huang Yimei's hand holding the phone froze.
420 point?
22 points higher than her?
She spent over a month studying frantically, studying until midnight every day, but in the end, she was still not as good as someone who plays games all day?
"Are you...are you serious?" Huang Yimei's voice trembled slightly.
"Seriously," Qin Hao said. "I just checked the official website."
Huang Yimei took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
"You didn't have your dad buy the test papers in advance, did you?" she blurted out.
Qin Hao's laughter came from the other end of the phone: "Even if my dad had the ability, he wouldn't do this. This is a national unified exam; there are so many connections to navigate. He might as well just donate a building to the school."
Huang Yimei thought about it and realized that it made sense.
The Qin family is wealthy and powerful, but not to the point of being able to buy national standardized exam papers. Besides, even if they could, Qin Mo wouldn't do it; the cost and risk are too high. Why take the risk when money can solve the problem?
"But how did you do that?" Huang Yimei was completely baffled.
"There are three types of people in this world," Qin Hao said seriously. "One type is those who can't learn no matter how hard they try; another type is those who can learn immediately, like you; and the third type is those who don't need to learn at all. I happen to be the third type."
"Tch, who would believe you?" Huang Yimei pouted, but still found it unbelievable.
"Don't overthink it." Qin Hao seemed to sense her emotions. "You did very well on the exam; 398 points is definitely a high score for a psychology major. Besides, the preliminary exam is just the first step; there's still the re-examination to come."
“I know.” Huang Yimei sighed. “I just feel…it’s a bit unfair.”
"There's no such thing as absolute fairness in this world," Qin Hao said. "You've worked hard and been rewarded, that's enough. As for me, I'm just blessed with natural talent, something I can't envy."
Huang Yimei was amused by his words: "You're even trying to comfort me now."
"That's right, I always tell the truth."
……
Huang Jianzhi and Wu Yuejiang were both shocked to learn that Qin Hao's preliminary test results were so good.
"420 points?" Wu Yuejiang's eyes widened. "Higher than Rose?"
"Yes," Huang Jianzhi frowned, "This kid doesn't usually seem like someone who likes to study, how come he suddenly got such a high score?"
The elderly couple exchanged a glance, both having the same thought in their minds—did Qin Hao pull some strings?
But then I thought about it again, and it's a national unified exam; it's too difficult to get in through connections.
"Although the preliminary results are good, you must avoid arrogance and complacency." Wu Yuejiang didn't "point it out" in front of Qin Hao, but instead said earnestly, "There's still the second round of testing to come."
"Don't worry, Auntie, I'll prepare well," Qin Hao said with a smile.
Huang Jianzhi observed from the side and felt that something was off about this kid.
In the past, when Qin Hao came to his house, he would always play around and act carefree. But recently, he felt that Qin Hao had become more composed, and there was something indescribable in his eyes.
Has he truly grown up? Or is he just pretending?
Huang Jianzhi couldn't see through it.
A month later, the re-examination arrived as scheduled.
Huang Yimei and Qin Hao both applied to the psychology program at Fudan University, and their re-examination was held in Shanghai.
The two flew there together. Huang Yimei was so nervous that her palms were sweating, while Qin Hao remained calm and composed.
"Aren't you nervous?" Huang Yimei asked.
"Is being nervous helpful?" Qin Hao asked rhetorically.
"It's no use."
"That settles it then," Qin Hao said. "Relax, just think of it as a trip to Shanghai."
Huang Yimei rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, "Of course you're not nervous. You scored 420 points in the preliminary exam. As long as there are no major problems in the re-examination, you're basically guaranteed a spot."
The second round of testing consists of two parts: a written test and an interview.
The written exam tested professional knowledge, and Huang Yimei felt she performed quite well. The interview involved several professors taking turns asking questions, covering topics such as psychological theories, research methods, and future plans.
Huang Yimei's answers were decent, although she didn't go into too much depth on a few questions, but overall her performance was acceptable.
She didn't see Qin Hao's interview.
However, the results of the re-examination will be announced a week later.
Qin Hao ranked second overall, and Huang Yimei ranked eighth.
Fudan University's psychology program is recruiting twelve students this year, and both of them were successfully admitted.
"Congratulations," Qin Hao said with a smile. "We'll be classmates again from now on."
"You're the one who should be congratulating me," Huang Yimei said irritably. "You came in second and you're still so calm."
"Second place isn't first place, what's there to get excited about?" Qin Hao shrugged.
Huang Yimei really wanted to hit him.
But then I thought, being able to pursue a master's degree with Qin Hao is a good thing. At least I won't be lonely in Shanghai anymore.
……
For Huang Yimei, getting into graduate school was like reliving the college entrance exam.
They then had a full five months of vacation before reporting for duty in September.
Qin Hao naturally didn't want to waste these five months.
"How about we go abroad for a trip?" he suddenly suggested during a meal one day.
"Abroad?" Huang Yimei was taken aback.
“Yeah, we’re just killing time anyway,” Qin Hao said. “Europe, America, Japan, we can go wherever we want.”
Huang Yimei was somewhat tempted.
She had never been abroad, but still harbored a certain longing for foreign lands. She had seen those exotic landscapes in books and on television before, always dreaming of seeing them with her own eyes someday. Now that the opportunity was before her, how could she not be tempted?
But then I thought about the cost of going abroad...
"Too expensive," Huang Yimei shook her head. "I can't afford it."
"You don't need to worry about it." Qin Hao smiled and took out a card. "Don't worry, as long as you're not going to outer space, the money in this card is enough."
Huang Yimei looked at the card, hesitated for a moment, and then said with a serious expression.
"Didn't I tell you? You can't use your dad's money."
"Come on, I'll show you something." Qin Hao stood up.
Without saying a word, he led Huang Yimei to the computer and opened his securities account.
A string of numbers popped up on the screen.
Huang Yimei's eyes widened.
"This...this is..."
"This is my account," Qin Hao said proudly. "Made from stock trading these past few months."
Huang Yimei stared at the numbers on the screen for a full half minute before she came to her senses.
"You made all this money from stocks?" she asked, her face full of surprise.
"What else?" Qin Hao leaned back in his chair. "You think I play video games all day?"
“But…” Huang Yimei frowned, “I saw on the news that many people who invested in stocks have lost a lot of money.”
"Some people have to lose to make others win," Qin Hao said matter-of-factly. "Otherwise, if everyone made money, where would the money come from?"
Huang Yimei thought about it and realized that it made sense.
She stared at the transaction records for a long time, but couldn't make heads or tails of them. The red and green numbers, the buy and sell times, were completely foreign to her.
Little did they know that if these trading records were seen by outside investors, they would probably kneel down and kowtow to become their disciples on the spot.
Qin Hao's every move is precisely timed to the market rhythm. Buying low and selling high, catching the market top and bottom, he almost never makes a mistake. Such a level of skill would be legendary in any era.
"So..." Huang Yimei swallowed hard, "You really made this much money from stock trading?"
“That’s right,” Qin Hao said. “So the money for my trip abroad was earned by myself, not my dad’s. Are you relieved now?”
Huang Yimei looked at Qin Hao with a complicated expression.
She suddenly realized that she might not know enough about this man.
“Okay.” She took a deep breath. “Let’s go then.”
"Where to?"
“Europe.” Huang Yimei’s eyes sparkled. “I’ve always wanted to see the Louvre in Paris, the British Museum in London, the Colosseum in Rome…”
"Then let's go to Europe," Qin Hao said with a smile. "Wherever you want to go, we'll go."
……
Upon learning that his daughter was going abroad with Qin Hao, Huang Jianzhi was so worried that he couldn't sleep all night.
He tossed and turned in bed, like a pancake, which annoyed his wife, Wu Yuejiang.
"If you keep fidgeting like that, you can sleep on the sofa outside." Wu Yuejiang opened her eyes: "If you don't sleep, I still need to."
Huang Jianzhi leaned against the pillow and sighed, hesitating to speak.
"Are you worried about Rose?" Wu Yuejiang asked.
"How can I not worry?" Huang Jianzhi said, "Under our noses, that kid wouldn't dare go too far. But once he's abroad, he's far from the emperor's reach, and he can do whatever he wants."
Wu Yuejiang curled her lip: "I've noticed that all fathers in the world are the same."
"What kind of behavior is that?"
“When my dad found out we were together, he changed the name of all the rabbits used for experiments at the research institute to Huang Jianzhi,” Wu Yuejiang said. “Every day when I fed the rabbits, I would hear him muttering, ‘Huang Jianzhi, you better behave yourself,’ ‘Huang Jianzhi, you dare to mess around and see what happens,’”
Huang Jianzhi was speechless for a moment.
He recalled how, when he was pursuing Wu Yuejiang, her father had indeed done everything he could to stop it. Back then, he was young and impetuous, and felt that his father-in-law was too demanding. Now that he was the father-in-law himself, he realized that the same feelings applied to him.
"But..." Huang Jianzhi wanted to say something more.
"Take it easy," Wu Yuejiang interrupted him. "Girls grow up and leave home. Besides, I don't think Xiao Qin is as unreliable as the rumors say. Look, she passed the postgraduate entrance exam this time, didn't she? Second place in Fudan University's psychology program. That's not something you can achieve through connections."
“That’s true,” Huang Jianzhi admitted. “But his cynical attitude…”
“People change,” Wu Yuejiang said. “Ever since he got together with Rose, this kid has definitely changed. Don’t keep focusing on his past flaws; look at his current behavior.”
Huang Jianzhi was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I hope so."
"Alright, go to sleep." Wu Yuejiang turned over: "I'll have another headache later."
Huang Jianzhi closed his eyes, but his mind was still a mess.
His daughter went on a five-month trip abroad with a rich second-generation heir. He didn't even dare to think about what might happen during those five months.
But he also knew that he couldn't stop it.
His daughter has grown up and has her own choices. As a father, he can only stand by and watch silently, hoping that the boy will live up to his trust.
……
Five months later, Qin Hao and Huang Yimei arrived in Shanghai on the last day of their registration period.
During those five months, the two traveled all over Europe. France, Italy, Switzerland, Austria, Germany, Spain, Portugal... one country after another, from south to north, from west to east.
Huang Yimei would keep a souvenir of anything unique she saw in each country she visited. In the end, she filled three suitcases, but could only transport two back to Beijing ahead of schedule.
"Are you tired?" Qin Hao asked, taking her hand as they walked out of Hongqiao Airport.
"Tired," Huang Yimei yawned, "but very happy."
"That's good."
The two took a taxi to Fudan University. Along the way, Huang Yimei looked at the scenery outside the window, her heart filled with emotion. Five months of travel had given her a deeper understanding of Qin Hao. He wasn't just rich and fun-loving; more importantly, he genuinely knew how to take care of people.
When she was in Paris, she fell ill with a fever, and Qin Hao ran all over half the city in the middle of the night to buy medicine; when she was in Switzerland, she accidentally sprained her ankle, and Qin Hao carried her for three kilometers along a mountain path; when she was in Italy, her wallet was stolen, and Qin Hao chased after it and got it back for her without hesitation...
All these little things made her feel that this man was someone she could entrust her life to.
-
At Fudan University in Shanghai, new graduate students are registering everywhere.
The appearance of Qin Hao and Huang Yimei immediately attracted a lot of attention.
The man was handsome and dashing, and the woman was stunningly beautiful; standing together, they were a truly beautiful sight.
However, seeing the two being so affectionate, few people dared to approach them and try to get closer.
of course there are exceptions.
"Hello everyone, I'm Fang Xiewen, a third-year graduate student in the Computer Science Department. You have so much luggage, how about I help you carry it?"
A boy in a white shirt walked over with a smile on his face, but his eyes lingered on Huang Yimei for a few more seconds.
Qin Hao sized up Fang Xiewen with a half-smile. He was undeniably good-looking, with a refined and scholarly air—the kind of guy who would be very popular on campus.
"Fang Xiewen? From the Computer Science department?"
"Yes, what's this student's name?" Fang Xiewen asked patiently, pretending to be very sincere.
Qin Hao said calmly, "There's no need for us to get to know each other from the Computer Science department; we're not in the same department."
Fang Xiewen's smile froze for a moment, then returned to normal.
Seeing this, Huang Yimei stepped in to smooth things over: "Senior Fang, why don't you go help the freshmen who really need help? We can carry these things ourselves, no need to trouble you."
"Well... okay, goodbye." Fang Xiewen nodded, turned and left, but his eyes swept over Huang Yimei again.
Qin Hao saw this and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
interesting.
-
After completing the enrollment procedures, Huang Yimei originally planned to go to her dormitory.
But Qin Hao led her to a small villa near the school.
This is a three-story villa with off-white exterior walls and a small garden with several plane trees in the yard. The house looks a bit old, but it's very well maintained and exudes the charm of old Shanghai.
"This is?"
"My mom heard we got into graduate school and was worried we wouldn't be used to the dorms, so she bought these specially." Qin Hao took out his keys and opened the door.
Huang Yimei followed them inside and was immediately stunned.
The house was exquisitely decorated, fully furnished with all the necessary appliances, and the style perfectly matched her aesthetic. The first floor had a living room and kitchen, the second floor had two bedrooms and a study, and the third floor had a terrace.
"This...how much does this cost?" Huang Yimei sniffed. "It's so good to be rich. I feel like the air is filled with the smell of RMB."
"If you don't like it, you can rent it out, or I can stay in the dorm with you," Qin Hao shrugged.
Huang Yimei shook her head: "Let's forget about it. It's your mother's good intention."
She walked to the window, looked at the sycamore trees outside, and felt a mix of emotions.
She knew Qin Hao's family was wealthy, but she didn't expect them to be this wealthy. In Shanghai, where land is incredibly expensive, how much would it cost to buy a small villa, especially one near a school?
“Your mother… is so good to you.” She turned around and looked at Qin Hao.
"It's alright." Qin Hao sat on the sofa and patted the seat next to him. "Come sit down."
Huang Yimei walked over and sat down, leaning on his shoulder.
"Thanks."
"What are you thanking me for?"
"Thank you for taking me to Europe, thank you for helping me with my postgraduate entrance exam, thank you..." Huang Yimei's voice was exceptionally gentle: "Thank you for being so good to me."
Qin Hao hugged her and gently patted her back: "Silly girl, this is what I should do."
Huang Yimei raised her head and looked into his eyes.
“I’m serious,” she said. “I used to think you were irresponsible and unreliable. But this trip made me realize that you’re actually…pretty good.”
"Pretty good?" Qin Hao raised an eyebrow. "Really pretty good?"
Huang Yimei smiled and leaned over to give him a light kiss on the lips.
"It's great, very good."
-
That night, the two lay on the bed in the small villa, with the Shanghai night view outside the window.
"Classes start tomorrow," Huang Yimei said. "Are you ready?"
"What should we prepare?"
"Going to graduate school."
Qin Hao yawned: "It's just studying, what's there to prepare for?"
Huang Yimei rolled over and looked at him: "Can you be serious for once?"
"I'm very serious," Qin Hao turned to look at her, "I'm seriously trying to sleep."
Huang Yimei sighed helplessly and stopped talking.
After a while, Qin Hao suddenly asked, "What do you want to do in the future?"
"What?"
"After completing graduate school."
Huang Yimei thought for a moment: "I don't know. I might continue curating, or I might become a university professor. What about you?"
"Me...?" Qin Hao looked at the ceiling, "I haven't decided yet."
"You still haven't decided?" Huang Yimei's eyes widened. "You're so rich, and you still don't know what you want to do?"
"What does having money have to do with what you want to do?" Qin Hao retorted.
Huang Yimei was speechless.
“Having money only means I don’t have to worry about making a living, but it doesn’t mean I know what I want to do,” Qin Hao said softly. “But since I met you, I’ve had a goal: to make you happy.”
"You're such a smooth talker. We were classmates in freshman year, but you only started pursuing me in your senior year." Huang Yimei said with a hint of disdain, but secretly she was quite pleased. (End of Chapter)