Rebirth 09: Synthetic Male God

Chapter 224 "Warm Snow"

At the end of the interview, which lasted nearly 10 hours throughout the day, Zhou Rui felt exhausted, not to mention Mou Zhongyi, the old man couldn't even straighten his back.

In the first round of interviews, more than half of the 20 people were screened out, and the rest may have closed-door meetings for two-way selection.

Wu Huamin supported Mou Zhongyi, and sent his teacher home. Zhou Rui moved his neck, and his spine also creaked.

Han Ziyin walked in, saw Zhou Rui's appearance, and asked concerned: "Are you tired?"

Zhou Rui smiled indifferently, and with his physical fitness, a little exercise would be fine.

"I'm fine. On the contrary, you must have been busy outside for a day. It's hard work."

Zhou Rui was interviewing inside, and Han Ziyin was not idle, guiding and organizing the interviewers, running before and after.

The two are separated by a door, but both are tired.

Han Ziyin shook her head, and sat next to Zhou Rui. She stretched her slender legs forward, relaxed her leg muscles, and stretched her arms forward.

The whole person formed a C shape, and unconsciously let out a slight moan, which Zhou Rui found interesting.

Han Ziyin basically faces everyone with an aloof and emotionally deficient look, but in front of Zhou Rui, she will make some special little moves.

Zhou Rui waited for her to finish stretching before saying, "Let's go, let's have dinner together."

The two had a light meal at the back door. It was the 24-hour braised beef noodle shop. Not to mention, although the storefront was a bit dilapidated, the taste was still good, especially on cold winter nights. Everyone is comfortable.

After eating, Zhou Rui was about to get up when Han Ziyin suddenly said, "Do you have time tomorrow?"

Zhou Rui, who has completed all the exams ahead of schedule, can actually assign them freely every day if the school has no special call.

So Zhou Rui replied directly: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Han Ziyin took out two long strip cards from her small bag and put them on the table with a very soft voice.

"Dad sent two drama tickets. He was supposed to be with me, but he seems to be busy tomorrow and wants to invite you."

When Han Ziyin spoke, she kept staring at the empty bowl, hiding the panic in her eyes.

Zhou Rui was taken aback, and picked up the ticket. The name of the play on it was "Warm Snow".

I can't see what it is, and I haven't heard it
In my heart, I didn't feel much about this kind of activity, but Han Ziyin even spoke up.

Zhou Rui considered for a moment, looked at Han Ziyin with his head down, and didn't hesitate for too long.

"Okay, let me take a look, the Shanghai Grand Theater at six o'clock in the evening. Then shall we go there together?"

Han Ziyin nodded abruptly as if relieved, but then shook her head and said softly: "Can I leave from home, we will meet outside the theater."

"Of course, what's the matter."

At the entrance of the braised beef noodle shop, Zhou Rui prepared to send Han Ziyin back to the dormitory as usual.

Han Ziyin originally refused: "You are tired too, go back and rest."

A battery car passed by at high speed behind her, Zhou Rui tugged at her sleeve to help her avoid it.

"Milk after dinner, let's go."

He knew that the girl was afraid of the dark, and there were not many street lights on the campus at night. He was the one who sent the experiment back when the experiment was done late.

The girl said no, just wanted it.

If you say no, you really need it.

Have you lost your studies?
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The next afternoon, Zhou Rui closed the book and looked at the sky outside the window.

The clouds were overcast, and it was impossible to judge what time it was.

The experience value of the "subject entry task" is now at his fingertips. In a few days, the progress of the three new tasks, which almost started from scratch, has already reached nearly 30%.

The system is getting more and more free, but Zhou Rui likes it.

It is conservatively estimated that before the Chinese New Year, he may have harvested three more [Subject Entries].

However, after this round of missions, he is ready to change his taste. He has been studying [subject entries] for several months, and just returned to Qinghe County during the Chinese New Year. He has no time to study, so he can hang up other missions.

The magic of the system is not limited to scientific research.

Throwing the book aside, Zhou Rui took a shower.

After all, this is the first time watching a drama, and I still want to tidy myself up.

After changing into some fresh clothes, Zhou Rui hailed a car and headed towards the "Shanghai Grand Theatre".

On the way, I sent a text message to Han Ziyin: "Already set off, see you at Gate No. [-]."

The reply over there was quick: "Okay, I'm leaving too."

Zhou Rui remembered that he had bought a car, so he called the salesman, who said that the goods might arrive in two days, so Zhou Rui was ready to pick up the car at any time.

As long as you don't delay your return to Qinghe, this year's Spring Festival is relatively early, January 25 is New Year's Eve, and the winter vacation is even earlier, and the Manchurian Communist Party is only a few days away.

Zhou Rui left for a while, and wanted to go back to Qinghe to have a look.

I don't know if Huang Dewei has cultivated a leadership aura, and whether Lu Xubo's re-study went well?
After Zhou Rui got off the car, he headed towards Gate No. 1. At this time, there were many people at the gate, as if they were all watching the drama.

From a distance, Zhou Rui saw Han Ziyin at a glance, without him, he was so brilliant.

This already tall girl seemed to be wearing some heels today. She was wearing a white woolen coat, her long hair was draped behind her shoulders, and she was carrying a handbag in both hands. With that, countless passers-by passed by, and couldn't help but look back.

Han Ziyin seemed to be in a daze, looking at the traffic not far away, she was not sure which direction Zhou Rui would come from.

He exhaled a breath of white air, trying to warm his light-white fingers, but the cold wind took away more warmth.

Seeing Zhou Rui approaching waving his hands, the iceberg melted on his cold face, and he waved his hands too.

Zhou Rui: "You are earlier than me."

Han Ziyin shook his head: "It's just arrived."

The two walked into the theater, the temperature of the air conditioner suddenly went up, and the people felt much more comfortable.

"Warm Snow" is in Hall [-], and there is already a queue at the door.

After the two checked tickets and entered, Zhou Rui looked at the drama hall, which was a bit like the auditorium in his mind, with rows of red seats densely packed, and there was a place on the second floor.

The ticket in Han Ziyin's hand seems to be a VIP seat, which is in the middle of the fifth row with the best distance.

There was a three-page introduction on the seat, Zhou Rui opened it and looked at it casually.

Not surprisingly, it's a love-hate drama.

Well, maybe all dramas in the world are like this, unless it is pure comedy or red drama.

In the list of actors, there is actually an actor with the surname Guo that Zhou Rui can recognize. He will do well in the film and television industry in the future, and he has many masterpieces. He can be regarded as an actor that Zhou Rui liked in his previous life.

The lights in the hall gradually dimmed, and a person walked up to the center of the stage, talking about some precautions, such as not to make loud noises, and it is forbidden to take pictures.

Zhou Rui tilted his head, feeling quite fresh.

After that person goes down, the play will officially begin.

All lights went out.

During the interval between the game changes, the entire hall was plunged into darkness.

A somewhat cold little hand secretly reached out to Zhou Rui's big hand.

Zhou Rui turned his head to look, but couldn't see Han Ziyin's expression clearly.

I guess this girl is afraid of the dark again.

Wei Wei patted her hand, signaling Han Ziyin not to be nervous.

The jade hand has not been held for a few days, and it still feels good. I am afraid of watching dramas in the dark. I guess this girl didn't think of it either.

Only this time, Han Ziyin responded to him uncharacteristically.

Without warning, they interlocked their fingers together.

Every crevice of Zhou Rui's fingers was filled with tenderness and coldness.

(End of this chapter)