Conspiracy: I'm directing my own life

Chapter 27 Zhenyi Ren

Time is the fairest judge; it will not make an unjust judgment based on the joys or sorrows of any individual.

Amidst unbearable anxiety, the three-day work-study program finally came to an end.

Nothing changed after Chu Kong walked out of the Fulekang gate.

Neither good nor bad, there was none.

Expectations going unanswered is the norm in life.

But he did gain something; at least he received his wages from his job, which, although not much, solved his immediate problem.

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At this moment, a figure appeared in his field of vision, which made Chu Kong's spirits lift.

Ning Wantang was leaning against a street lamp, waiting quietly.

Meeting Chu Kong's gaze, Ning Wantang waved to him and smiled shyly.

"You were waiting for me?" Chu Kong was in a bad mood, so his tone wasn't exactly friendly.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Ning Wantang seemed to be in a good mood. She walked beside Chu Kong with her hands behind her back, bent over and turned her head to look at Chu Kong's face.

Chu Kong did not deny it and nodded.

"Why are you in a bad mood? You know, you're quite the popular person at school now!"

Ning Wantang smiled and patted Chu Kong on the shoulder.

"Me? A prominent figure?" Chu Kong asked with some confusion.

"That show, everyone heard that someone from our school was on it, so they went to watch it." Ning Wantang took out her phone and handed it to Chu Kong.

That was a dedicated section for Yulan Middle School on a social media platform, and all the content there was related to Yulan Middle School.

The most popular item was the program where he was interviewed, as well as some information related to himself.

"Although the content of the show isn't exactly high-profile, you are very handsome, and what you do is also very cool."

Ning Wantang laughed and teased.

Seeing the other person's smile, Chu Kong couldn't help but be moved.

But he didn't feel any relief; if nothing unexpected happened, this was probably another production company's doing.

"But what's the use of that?" Chu Kong took out the punishment he had received and handed it to Ning Wantang.

Chu Kong quietly observed her surprised expression.

Unexpectedly, Ning Wantang simply flipped through two pages, closed the punishment notice, and returned it to Chu Kong.

"I didn't expect you to be so childish." Ning Wantang looked at Chu Kong with a serious expression.

"What does this have to do with being childish?" Chu Kong asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Of course it's related. I have a cousin who's only four years old. He has to show off everything he does to his mom and then wait for her to praise him."

"I didn't..."

Before Chu Kong could utter his rebuttal, Ning Wantang interrupted him.

"Only children care so much about other people's opinions."

Chu Kong was stunned.

"Mature people don't act based on others' opinions; they only do what they want to do, right?"

Ning Wantang said it in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Is that so?" Chu Kong murmured, feeling somewhat confused.

"Of course! Think about it, as long as you don't violate the rules of human society, who cares how you live? Take ancient poets as an example. Some poets followed the rules and took the imperial examinations to obtain fame and fortune, while others indulged in unrestrained behavior and played around in the world."

I imagine they must have faced all sorts of opinions from those around them while they were alive.

But today, a thousand years later, would you criticize a poet for lacking ambition simply because he didn't pass the imperial examinations, or complain about someone for being too conventional and not free?

Most people probably just take it lightly, right?

Chu Kong looked at Ning Wantang, whose eyes were filled with seriousness.

"So, if it were you, what would you do?" Chu Kong asked tentatively.

"If it were me, I probably wouldn't have the courage to speak my true feelings in front of a camera."

As Ning Wantang spoke, she gave a somewhat stiff smile. She seemed to realize that she had said something wrong and continued, "If it were me, I would tear that thing up and throw it in the trash."

Since the work-study program is over, what's the point of keeping these things?

As for other things…”

Ning Wantang hesitated for a moment, but finally made up her mind and said, "I think even a saint can't be perfect in every way, so it's better to just do what you feel like."

Ning Wantang's words were like a wake-up call for Chu Kong.

Since participating in the program, Chu Kong's state of mind has undergone many changes.

Initially, he was timid and hesitant, playing a perfect role without any flaws, and detached from normal social relationships.

But in the end, he realized that he shouldn't have played anyone, and he never needed to play a perfect person.

So he made up his mind to play his true self.

But how do you truly be yourself?

This is another problem.

Does presenting your own understanding of yourself constitute playing your true self?

That's what Chu Kong did.

Subconsciously, he envisioned what his true self should be like and calmly imitated that image.

But in the end, as time has passed, he has once again reached a dead end.

No matter how seriously he tries to portray himself, he can't achieve perfection.

Ning Wantang's words finally made him realize where his problem lay.

"To play a role".

Perhaps it was the ubiquitous cameras that made Chu Kong subconsciously start acting in front of them.

But what happens to your life if you don't play the role?

Chu Kong suddenly remembered his first script.

With just one sentence, he changed the situation silently.

Although subsequent developments were beyond his control, his impact was undeniably crucial.

Then all you need to do is keep rewriting the script.

No more playing a role; just do what you want to do.

In an instant, the irritability in Chu Kong's chest vanished.

Shaking off my clothes and climbing a thousand fathoms high, I suddenly felt the vastness of heaven and earth.

"Tangtang, thank you, I understand." Chu Kong thanked Ning Wantang solemnly.

"Huh? What? I didn't do anything, did I?" Ning Wantang looked surprised.

Perhaps it was an act, perhaps it was real; Chu Kong was too lazy to think about it any further.

All he needs to know is that his thanks are genuine.

"What you just said bothered me all day, but thanks to your advice, I feel much better."

Chu Kong smiled at Ning Wantang and said frankly.

"Ahem, don't be so polite. Helping classmates is the duty of a class monitor."

Ning Wantang held his head high, patted his chest, and looked very confident.

Hmm, he would look even more confident if he didn't secretly open his eyes to look at Chu Kong's expression.

"So, our responsible class monitor must have something to ask me about, right?"

"Oh, right, I almost forgot." Ning Wantang slapped her forehead: "The registration deadline for the botanical garden is tomorrow, and you still haven't given me an answer."

After saying this, Ning Wantang cleared her throat, thought about the persuasive lines she had prepared, and prepared to launch into a long speech to reason with and appeal to emotions.

"You see, this botanical garden event is actually very important, for five reasons..."

"No need to say anything, I'll participate." Chu Kong interrupted Ning Wantang, who had just finished gathering her strength.

Seeing Chu Kong readily agree, Ning Wantang blushed.

Why did you agree so easily? What about the lines I prepared in advance?

But she couldn't say it out loud, so she just pouted and started to sulk.

Seeing Ning Wantang's unhappy expression, Chu Kong laughed out loud.