Determining a Major

They had agreed to decide on their majors by tomorrow, but right now, Xia Yanchun still looked completely lost.

If she didn't know what to choose, she really would just pick Digital Media Technology along with Li Shiyan.

Ugh, it was so agonizing...

With her back to Shen Nian, Xia Yanchun pulled a long face and let out a faint sigh.

"Why are you sighing instead of sleeping?" Shen Nian pressed against the girl's back and lifted his head slightly.

"Thinking about my major..."

"Still haven't decided? Didn't you say you were considering Digital Media?"

"That was just a consideration..."

Shen Nian stayed silent for a moment. His large hand rubbed Xia Yanchun's flat stomach as he chuckled, "How about you go all-in on Artificial Intelligence with me?"

"The kind that makes robots?"

"AI, like those ones that have been really popular lately."

"Oh, oh. If you want to study that, then I'll just follow your lead and pick it too."

"Really?"

"Really." Xia Yanchun turned her small body around, putting a little distance between them to meet Shen Nian's gaze. "I don't know what to pick anyway. I'll ask Director Huang tomorrow about how this Artificial Intelligence major is, and then make a final decision."

"Alright, Chunbao."

Satisfied, Shen Nian pulled the girl back into his embrace.

The next day.

Shen Nian couldn't even remember how many days it had been since he last worked out. Usually, he only needed three or four hours of sleep to stay energetic all day, but lately, he had been sleeping a full eight hours.

Unlike usual, when Shen Nian woke up, Xia Yanchun was already lying in bed playing on her phone.

"Up so early?"

"Mhm."

Xia Yanchun had slept incredibly well and was full of energy. Normally, even if she woke up, she would stay in bed to catch a little more sleep. Today was different; right after waking up, she had already started chatting with Director Huang on her phone.

She tapped away rapidly, finishing her last message and hitting send before showing her phone to Shen Nian.

"Look, I just asked Director Huang about the AI major. She said it's highly sought after right now, and a lot of the general trends in society are starting to lean towards AI."

"Told you so," Shen Nian grinned, showing his teeth. "Why don't you ask her about Digital Media?"

"I'll ask..."

Xia Yanchun started typing again, her two thumbs tapping away. Even though her nails were neatly trimmed, the click-clack sound of them hitting the phone screen could still be heard.

Shen Nian loved watching her type. Chunbao's side profile was adorable. When she typed, her mouth would open just a tiny bit, and once she finished, she would purse her lips again. If she made a typo, she would frown and delete it. It was amazing how many little expressions she had just from typing.

Unable to resist, he planted a loud kiss on Xia Yanchun's cheek. Nudged by Shen Nian like this, she made another typo and glared at him in annoyance.

Director Huang replied very quickly. Xia Yanchun showed it to Shen Nian again, her little mouth chattering away: "Director Huang said that three years ago, this major was very popular. Now... because of the development of AI, it's not as highly demanded anymore. If we have to choose between AI and Digital Media, she recommends we go with AI."

"So what's your plan?"

"Let's choose it!" Xia Yanchun had made up her mind. Since Director Huang highly recommended it, it proved that Artificial Intelligence was indeed a very worthwhile major to pick.

The admissions office wouldn't possibly go through all the trouble of recruiting two top scorers to their university just to have them pick a dead-end major, right?

"Decided?"

"Mhm, I'm going to forward the message to Shiyan."

"Damn, you're even trying to poach Li Shiyan away from Digital Media."

"Well, Teacher Huang did say that Digital Media isn't as promising these days. I'm just sending her the chat logs to see what she chooses for herself. It's not like I can tie her up and drag her over."

Xia Yanchun chirped away as she forwarded all the messages.

Li Shiyan was probably still fast asleep and didn't reply. Xia Yanchun didn't mind; she put her phone away, softly snuggled back down, and hugged Shen Nian to catch some more sleep.

After going around in circles, they finally settled on Artificial Intelligence for their major.

It could be considered solving the most annoying problem they had recently.

Smelling the fragrance of the girl's hair, Shen Nian felt relaxed and carefree.

They slept all the way until eleven o'clock before Xia Yanchun got up to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Shen Nian's favorite thing was to stand behind Xia Yanchun while she brushed her teeth. Not only could he sneak a peek down her collar from his vantage point, but he could also lift the hem of her shirt right in front of her, letting them both look at Chunbao's fair little stomach in the mirror.

If he tried to lift it any higher, Xia Yanchun would get upset. Blushing with anger, she would pull her shirt back down to stop Shen Nian from committing any further crimes.

At noon, Shen Nian went home alone to busy himself with his grand streaming career.

His follower growth rate wasn't as high anymore, but there were still quite a few clips related to him trending. Six to seven hundred thousand views were common, and videos with millions of views were not rare either.

Shen Nian did an intensive ego-search. The most popular clip was still the one from his stream where he got a call from the Jinghua University admissions office.

Thanks to Jinghua University for the free traffic.

Shen Nian started his stream. It was another problem-solving stream like yesterday. Compared to those gaming streamers, his entertainment value was practically zero, yet the number of viewers in his room was unusually high.

"Are you all captivated by my powerful teaching skills? You guys flooded in right as I went live," Shen Nian said with a faint smile.

Strings of bullet comments rolled across the screen.

[The provincial top scorer is giving a live lecture. It'd be a waste to miss it.]

[Am I the only one here to see Master Shen? Hehe... Master Shen... so small... so soft... so fragrant...]

[It's my turn to take the exam next year. I'm here to pay my respects to the boss.]

[Last semester, my classmates bullied me for my low grades and called me an idiot. My goddess despised me for being stupid, and my homeroom teacher never even looked me in the eye. What they don't know is that during the holidays, I accidentally stumbled upon Master Shen's stream. I swore to study hard. Thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west bank. Next semester, I will become a brand new me.]

[666. Some have an old grandpa in a ring, and you have Master Shen in your phone, right? How is this not a type of cheat code?]

[Write another fifty cents' worth of that. I'm a basic bro, I love reading this stuff.]

Shen Nian laughed as he read them. These netizens really had some talent.

He also noticed that many of his fans had weak foundations. Just from a few glances, he had already seen several comments asking him to explain basic problems.

"Starting tomorrow, weekday streams will be for basic problems, and weekends will be for advanced, finale-level problems. I can teach any subject," Shen Nian mapped out his plan.

The bullet comments exploded in volume again.

Shen Nian didn't look at them much. When a highlighted Super Chat asked him to explain a problem, he started his lecture.

For an advanced problem, Shen Nian spent five minutes figuring out his approach, then broke down his thought process bit by bit to explain it to the fans in the stream, which resulted in a string of question marks flooding the chat.

[Damn, why does it feel like Master Shen's explanations are so easy to understand.]

[His thought process is so clear. I understood it the moment I heard it.]

[He teaches better than the teachers at our school.]

[I'm swooning over Master Shen's voice.]

[My mom asked me why I'm watching this on my knees.]

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