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Chapter 6
The screen gradually brightened, sunlight filtering through tree leaves, dappling the shaded path. The morning cicadas sang melodiously, dispelling the heat in people's hearts.
The narration, interspersed with subtle white noise, drifted in softly.
"My name is Zhang Xiaozhi, an ordinary high school senior."
"Today is an ordinary day that belongs to me."
As the narration ended, the female lead was called to the teacher's office to discuss assignment-related topics.
Ě ṅ ů m а
[Uh, the female lead looks so ordinary]
[With this appearance, she's actively discouraging viewers from watching this youth idol drama]
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[Lol, I predict that next the underachieving female lead will chase after the cold, handsome male god]
[Another cliché plot, I could recite it backward]
[Sorry, but with this appearance and plot, it's far worse than "Youth With You Is Sweet"]
Comments flooded in with criticisms.
Ẅ еb n̆ о v̆ еl Е̊ numа
But soon, as the plot developed, these comments fell silent.
The female lead showed no interest in pursuing the male lead, spending every day seriously studying, solving problems, and completing worksheets;
The female supporting characters also showed no interest in secretly loving the male lead—they might chat briefly before returning to their seats to study;
In the not-so-spacious classroom, the sounds of everyone solving problems and turning pages filled the air.
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[Uh, where's the male lead?]
As they watched, some people gradually noticed something was off.
Е̄n̆û m_а̂
[The progress bar has gone so far... why haven't they started a romance yet?]
[Forget romance, the male lead disappeared after one scene and hasn't appeared again!]
[Is this really a youth campus drama?]
The plot development was completely different from what everyone had expected.
The male lead was indeed the school's cold, academic genius, but he and the female lead had no interaction from beginning to end.
The female lead studied hard, not to catch up with the male lead, but for her own future, passion, and dreams.
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The person tutoring the female lead wasn't the academically excellent male lead, but the homeroom teacher and subject teachers.
When the female lead felt down, she didn't rely on the male lead's comfort and encouragement to regain her spirit, but overcame one difficulty after another through her own determined will.
As the short drama continued, one scene after another appeared before his eyes.
During morning reading, students with sleepy eyes forced themselves to stay awake;
During class breaks, sounds of page-turning, homework collection, and chattering all mixed together.
Holiday assignments were always rushed through on the last night, and teachers always liked to complain at the podium that "your class is the noisiest in the entire building"...
E̊ǹu.m̆a. іd̈
The power of cinematography was fully demonstrated at this moment.
Various aesthetic scenes, combined with warm filters and vibrant background music, could almost instantly transport people back to their youth, recalling those energetic and beautiful times.
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At this moment, the audience completely immersed themselves in the protagonist's perspective, especially when hearing certain lines, that familiar feeling immediately surged.
[Damn, napping on the desk during breaks, this is so realistic]
[The familiar pressure from the homeroom teacher]
[I was like the female lead before, not understanding the lessons, unable to do the practice problems, falling behind the class pace, and thus continuing in a vicious cycle]
Wе b ǹ_o vė l̆ Е ńu m̀ а̄
[The female lead's parents are too harsh, can't they understand their daughter's pressure?]
[Sigh, how many parents nowadays can understand their children's pain?
In their view, you don't have to work or earn money, just study, how easy is that?]
[The female lead is really mentally strong, not crushed by pressure.
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If only I could have persevered like her back then...]
[This drama depicts the real difficulties faced during youth]
W̃ е.b̂ n̊ оvе̇ l Е̄ nũḿ а̊
[That's right, in today's youth dramas, the protagonists are always heartbroken, passing love notes, confessing to the school's male god—I'm numb from watching them]
༻༺❀༻✧⋆｡°✩☽༓☾✩°｡⋆✧༺❀༻༺
After repeated setbacks, the female lead finally received her admission letter from her dream university.
Cheerful and passionate background music played, and by now, the audience had completely identified with the protagonist.
[Ahhhh, finally got the admission letter!]
[The part where the parents later apologized to the female lead made me cry]
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[Sigh, in real life, some parents would never apologize to their children; they don't believe they're wrong at all]
[I feel healed, but also a bit sad
If I had studied harder like the female lead back then, maybe I could have had a better life]
[Classmates, teachers, parents, studying... aren't these exactly the difficulties I faced during my youth?
Too real, I'm tearing up]
At the final gathering, the teacher and classmates reserved three tables at a hot pot restaurant, and everyone ate hot pot together.
Е̇n̂ ü.m̆ а
The female lead gazed at the bright sunlight outside the window, her eyes full of hope and anticipation.
Her life had limitless hope and a vast future.
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The screen slowly darkened.
[Is it over?]
Feng Shiyuan stared at the gradually darkening screen, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
At the beginning, he still remembered he was livestreaming and occasionally made some sarcastic comments.
Wе̃b̄ǹо̊ v̈ е.ľ È n̄ u m̂ а̊
But as he continued watching, Feng Shiyuan gradually forgot he was livestreaming to criticize; he was completely immersed in the plot.
It felt like saying even one word would destroy this beautiful atmosphere.
Only when the screen darkened did he murmur: "Brothers, the quality of this short drama... is more than a level above the others!"
If the perfect score was ten, he would give this drama an eight!
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At least, compared to other unwatchable short dramas, this drama's production could be considered excellent.
As Feng Shiyuan spoke, he was about to exit the playback interface to check the cast list and director's name.
Е̄ n̈u̇ḿ å
Unexpectedly, after three seconds of black screen, the image brightened again.
With a "thud" sound, the scene abruptly changed—
Fluorescent lights, office area, late night.
The female lead, who had fallen asleep at her desk, was awakened by the sound of files dropping to the ground, opening her eyes in confusion.
She sat up, looked at the clock pointing to 11 o'clock, and finally came back to her senses.
Feng Shiyuan was slightly stunned.
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"Wait... was all that plot just the female lead's dream?"
—She had dreamed of her high school days on this night of working overtime until late.
Those passionate, beautiful, pure, and vibrant youth memories were still vivid.
But when she woke from her dream, everything remained the same.
"Everyone's still working overtime?" the boss's voice sounded behind her. "Since everyone's still here, let's go to the meeting room, we'll have a quick meeting."
The female lead could only rub her eyes, fight off drowsiness, and head to the meeting room with her colleagues.
Ên̈ u mă . і́d
The girl who had left campus eventually had to face society's cruelty and reality.
Now, she was still like her school days self, working hard and staying up late;
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But this time, the fruits of her labor might not belong to her anymore.
The beauty and simplicity of campus life, contrasted with the daily grind of corporate life, formed a stark contrast at this moment, exposing everything.
After the meeting ended, the female lead finally dragged her tired body home. She gently turned on the light, and the cozy little home welcomed its owner back.
She changed into slippers and collapsed onto the soft bed.
Еṅum a . і̆d̄
Hugging her pillow, she turned to look out the window, her eyes reflecting the starry dots.
"Suddenly, I miss... those times so much."
In this quiet, deep night, the girl's inner voice gently sounded.
The screen finally darkened completely.
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A line of small text slowly appeared—the title of this drama.
—"To Our Youth"
Е̄ ńů m ӓ
This time, the short drama truly ended.
The livestream was quiet for a brief second, and then the comments flooded the screen.
[Damn, I admit I was moved by this short drama!]
[I was actually touched by the ending, even though this drama doesn't have any tearjerker moments]
[It really resonates, seeing the female lead is like seeing my own ordinary yet beautiful youth]
[Haha, at first I thought the female lead's freckled face looked weird, but the more I watched, the cuter she became]
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[Let's be honest, isn't this more meaningful than those formulaic sweet romance dramas? This is the most authentic portrayal of youth!]
[This drama actually touches on many social topics
The generation gap between parents and children, the high-pressure school policies, and that feeling of not being understood during youth...]
[I don't understand, Yao Xinxin's formulaic sweet romance drama can rank TOP 2, why is Yao Bianliang's drama at the bottom?]
[No more words, I must cast a vote for this drama]
The next day, morning.
En u m̂а̀. і d
Yao Bianliang woke from her dream, opening her eyes in a daze.
Last night, she had fallen asleep with beautiful wishes for the future, and her sleep quality was very good.
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"After a night of voting, our group should be far behind now, right?" Yao Bianliang murmured.
She had worn such ugly makeup; now, there were probably many people criticizing her.
If everything went smoothly, after the voting ended in three days, she would get 100 billion and be able to run away directly!
After quickly freshening up, Yao Bianliang opened her phone, ready to check the current vote count.
W ѐ b́nо v е̊l Ё n ùm̃а
However, the moment the screen lit up, her phone began vibrating rapidly. One unread message after another popped up frantically, overwhelming her.
The vibration was so intense that Yao Bianliang almost dropped her phone.
"What's happening? Why are there 99+ messages?"
Waking up to find so many people looking for her.
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What exactly had she missed?
Yao Bianliang blinked in confusion.
Ẽ nu m а . і d
Receiving so many messages couldn't possibly mean she was trending for being criticized, could it?
Although she had to admit that "To Our Youth" was an extremely boring drama, and as the female lead, her appearance in the drama was terrible.
But that shouldn't warrant such harsh criticism...
Yao Bianliang took a deep breath, just about to click on the messages to check clearly when a voice message popped up.
The message was from her best friend, Yu Yiqing.
The moment the voice message played, Yao Bianliang could feel her excitement through the screen.
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"Sister Liang, this is amazing! Heaven has eyes, 'To Our Youth' has actually gone viral!"
"As the female lead of the short drama, you gained 100,000 Weibo followers overnight!—Trust me, this time you'll definitely advance smoothly."
Yao Bianliang: ???
