Rebirth in a Shura Field, but in an Abstract Version

Please give me your guidance after 044.

The next morning, after Wang Zhe finished washing up and changed into a clean T-shirt and shorts, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

The caller ID showed Song Zhiyi.

He grabbed his car keys and answered the phone as he walked downstairs: "Hey?"

"Are you up? I'm going to school to pick up my report card. Do you want to come with me?" Song Zhiyi's voice was light and cheerful, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

"Sure, I'm going too," Wang Zhe readily agreed.

"So...how will you get there? By taxi or bus?"

"No need for that, I'll drive you there. Just wait at the entrance of the complex, I'll be there in five minutes."

As soon as Wang Zhe stepped out of the apartment building, he saw the silver-gray Wuling van parked quietly in its parking space.

Get in the car, start the engine, shift gears, and release the clutch.

He stepped on the gas, drove out of the residential area, and headed straight for Song Zhiyi's house.

A few minutes later, Wang Zhe picked up Xiao Qingmei by the roadside.

Song Zhiyi, dressed in a simple white dress, stood under the shade of a tree waiting for him. When the slightly worn-out van stopped in front of her and the window rolled down to reveal Wang Zhe's face, she paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Your style doesn't quite match this car."

"So what kind of car do you think I should drive?"

Song Zhiyi opened the passenger door and got in, fastened her seatbelt, and glanced at the simple interior of the car. There was no disgust in her eyes; on the contrary, she found it quite novel.

Then she said, "I don't know much about cars, but this kind of car seems more suitable for older men."

Wang Zhe skillfully started his car and merged into the traffic, casually saying, "I'm an uncle too, Jiang Di's uncle. Okay, let's not talk about that. How are you feeling now?"

"I don't really feel anything," Song Zhiyi said, looking out the window at the passing scenery. "But you, aren't you really curious about which school I got into?"

Wang Zhe looked straight ahead, shifted gears, and said casually, "What's there to be curious about? We'll find out the answer in a bit."

"That's true, we'll see in a little while." Song Zhiyi smiled mysteriously.

Wang Zhe chuckled inwardly.

Do we still need to look at it?

In their previous life, the two of them had the same admission notice and took the same train to Shanghai and Hong Kong. They were even in the same class, both in the same architecture department.

The car arrived at the high school, and Wang Zhe and Song Zhiyi went into the reception room together, giving their names and exam numbers.

The doorman rummaged through a pile of EMS envelopes for a while, then pulled out two thick, large envelopes and handed them to them.

The two of them took the envelopes and walked out of the school gate, found a shady spot, and opened them.

They glanced at each other again; the admission notices were exactly the same, not only both bearing the name "Shanghai University of Hong Kong," but also showing the same major.

Song Zhiyi smiled and said, "Wang Zhe, it seems I'll be looking forward to your guidance for the next five years."

Wang Zhe then reminded him, "By the way, now that everything has settled, there's something I need to remind you of."

"What?"

"You'd better practice your art fundamentals while you still have a month or two left in summer vacation," Wang Zhe pointed to the college name on the admission notice. "You see, although we admit students in science and engineering, at Shanghai-Hong Kong University, the architecture department is located within the School of Fine Arts, which has very high requirements for artistic skills. You'll start learning sketching and perspective in your first year. You haven't studied drawing before, have you?"

Song Zhiyi paused for a moment: "I haven't studied that... Does doodling from childhood count?"

"That definitely doesn't count," Wang Zhe shook his head. "If you don't practice beforehand, you'll suffer a lot in art class after school starts. Besides, architectural design requires the ability to draw sketches."

"Really? How do you know so much?" Song Zhiyi looked at him suspiciously.

Wang Zhe lied without batting an eye: "I enrolled in this major, and I've been researching it online and looking into the curriculum. Besides, I've already started practicing on my own."

"You've already started practicing?" Song Zhiyi looked at him in surprise, then a glint of competitive spirit flashed in her eyes. "No way, I can't fall behind."

Wang Zhe turned and walked towards the Wuling van, casually saying, "Hmm, good luck."

Song Zhiyi followed behind him and tentatively asked, "How about... we practice together? Anyway, I'm still tutoring Jiang Di, and you have to go and discipline her too. Why don't the three of us study together? Jiang Di can study her math, and we can practice our drawing."

Wang Zhe thought for a moment and agreed, "Sure, no problem."

Spending the rest of the summer vacation with two beautiful girls is truly delightful.

After boarding the train, Song Zhiyi suddenly asked, "By the way, when are we going to Shanghai and Hong Kong? We need to register at the end of August, right? Should we buy train tickets together?"

That was their choice in their previous life. Back then, it was to save money, and also to have more romantic moments together.

But in this life, Wang Zhe touched the bank card in his pocket and said confidently, "Let's skip the train, it's too tiring. I plan to buy a plane ticket. It only takes two hours, there's no need to wander around on the train for so long."

"Airfare..." Song Zhiyi paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's fine too. Let's buy the tickets together then. I'll go back and ask my parents for some funding."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The Wuling Hongguang stopped once again in front of that familiar apartment building.

Wang Zhe made a phone call to Jiang Di.

Less than five minutes later, the building entrance door opened. Jiang Di rushed out like a cheerful little bird.

She wore a loose-fitting jersey today, paired with "disappearance" style shorts, revealing a pair of long, white, and straight legs.

"Why are you up so early today?" Jiang Di asked happily as she got into the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt. "Are you taking me for a drive?"

Wang Zhe ruthlessly shattered her fantasy: "Why are you going for a drive? I'm taking you to study. Song Zhiyi is waiting at home to tutor you in math."

"Ugh..." Jiang Di's face instantly fell. "It's math again! Can we choose a different subject?"

Jiang Di tentatively asked in a low voice, "Is your English not good? When you tutored me in English, I felt like it was quite effective..."

Wang Zhe: "Sure, have you finished memorizing the vocabulary in the book I gave you?"

Jiang Di fell silent.

Wang Zhe: "Don't tell me you're still memorizing 'Abandon'."

Jiang Di struggled and said, "How could I still be at A? I've already memorized up to E."

Wang Zhe: "Then let's continue. Finish memorizing the vocabulary first, and then I'll continue to tutor you in English. Your vocabulary is too small right now, so doing exercises is not very meaningful."

Jiang Di said "Oh" and lowered her head.

Wang Zhe started the car and said, "But I have good news today. I'm over there too. The three of us will study together."

"real?!"

Jiang Di's eyes lit up instantly, and she looked up at him.

"Did you spend the whole day with me today?"

Wang Zhe glanced at her.

This girl thought he was just keeping her company; she never imagined that her boyfriend wanted to study with his childhood sweetheart.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.