Just now, it was clearly a taekwondo DVD! How did it suddenly become a business book? As soon as I saw Gao Liang smiling at him, I knew this young lord was quite sharp—probably buying another book just to please his father. That would be good for both him and himself. Unaware, however, that Gao Liang was now a reincarnated deity of light, capable of transforming effortlessly into thirty-six or seventy-two forms. Turning a DVD into a book was as easy as breathing. When Gao Liang saw the "Admission Letter" his father had given him, his face showed utter helplessness and deep distress. Clearly, he had no interest in attending school or studying. In his previous life, his three years of high school had felt like a cage—himself like a caged bird, unable to fly freely. For someone who always craved freedom, could it have been any more painful? Father Gao, Gao Zhongming, of course, had sensed his son's thoughts. So, he cleared his throat and spoke in a voice full of appeal, "Gao Liang!" Given your love for learning, here's a credit card with 10 million yuan—just use it however you like once you enroll. When it's spent, return it to me. If you perform well, I'll even add more! How about that? Interested in studying, right? Previously, High Light wasn't very enthusiastic about money, but now, as the reborn god of light, he's deeply passionate about wealth. Seeing 10 million, he's thrilled. He used to think that all his belongings during his journey to the West were only the Master's jade bowl, which was valuable—but even that, at most, was worth only 1 million. Now, he feels truly fortunate to have been reborn into this affluent family in the Gao family village. His life is no longer a worry—food, clothing, housing, and daily expenses are all covered. This is actually better than being a cleaner of the temple's altar! With this 10-million-yuan credit card, High Light's eyes light up. He takes it, and in front of his mother and elder sister, he turns to his father and says, "Thank you, Dad! I'll study hard at school. You don't need to worry about me anymore "Though he spoke differently, both parents were deeply moved and held Guangliang's hand, saying, 'What a wonderful son! I always knew Guangliang would rise to great things. Our family's business will surely rest in his hands!' Sister Gao Qingxue, however, knew Guangliang's true character well—she understood he was merely putting on a show. So she smiled quietly to herself. You didn't know that a year ago, when I unexpectedly injured myself during the competition, my parents were so worried—they would have definitely made my elder sister promise to never marry if it weren't for that! "It was an accident," I insisted. "Otherwise, I'd have definitely taken first place. Older sister! You're always so busy with work, acting like a man—never giving others a chance to pursue you!" High Guang looked at his poised and elegant sister, winking at her playfully. "Go! Go! Go! Who says no one's been pursuing me? I won't tell you!" Sister Gao Qingxue smiled happily. "Hmm? Have you taken a fancy to someone else again?" Guang asked. "Not telling you! This is a secret!" Qingxue played coy. At that moment, Guang presented her with a bracelet. Qingxue loved it dearly—it was transparent, crystal-clear, radiant and dazzling. "Older sister! Wear it! It might just bring you good luck in the future—maybe even turn misfortunes into blessings!" Guang said, helping her put it on. Qingxue looked utterly delighted. What a wonderful younger brother he is! The two siblings have always been very harmonious, like close friends who talk constantly. Gao Qingxue played with the good-luck bracelet, beaming with joy, and leaned in close to Gao Liang's ear to say, "Gao Liang! Don't worry—about your taekwondo training. I won't tell your parents, but you must make sure you stay safe!" "I knew my older sister cared for me most!" That was exactly what Gao Liang had been hoping for. "It's getting late now, Gao Liang! Go to bed early. I still have to go to work tomorrow, and you'll be heading back to school soon!" Gao Qingxue checked her watch. Gao Ruolan's uncle, Miao Dayong, has a relatively comfortable household and runs a taekwondo academy in Hanshai City, earning a solid income. Gao Ruolan often visits his academy to practice taekwondo, and sometimes even helps manage the business when her uncle is away. This time, however, due to her father, Gao Caisheng, losing his job, and her mother having to face embarrassment in borrowing 50,000 yuan from her uncle After that, Dad has been actively looking for a new job to pay off his debts, while Mom rented a small stall at a market to sell juice drinks and other beverages. One day, before school started, Gao Ruolan visited the city library, hoping to check whether the martial arts training materials she had been unable to purchase last time had arrived. Unfortunately, after searching and asking around for a while, she couldn't find any. Gao Ruolan then wandered listlessly through the library, casually browsing through recently published books on a bookshelf. She noticed a book on business management that stood out, and, excited, bumped into the shelf, knocking over several books that had been left unplaced. She went to pick them up, only to find upon returning that a young man was now holding the very book she had been eyeing. Oh! If this young man were as unlucky as the one she had encountered last time, she'd have to settle for another copy. As she stared at the book in the young man's hands, he said, "Would you like this book?" Gao Ruolan blushed slightly, having been the one to be addressed first, so she nodded. "This book is quite good—it covers business knowledge and is written with great professionalism. I also enjoy it. However, if you truly want it, I’ll give it to you!" the young man said. "How could I possibly be so polite!" Gao Ruolan suddenly became more reserved. "Take it! Your look just now told me you really needed it. I certainly can’t take away someone’s beloved possession!" the young man said. "Thank you!" Gao Ruolan accepted the book from the young man. With her cherished book in hand, she eagerly waved goodbye to the young man and headed toward the bicycle shed outside the library. As soon as she pushed her bicycle to the roadside, the weather changed—wind blew in, accompanied by a light drizzle. Oh no, it started raining! Gao Ruolan had made no preparations at all today. The clear sky just moments ago had suddenly turned unpredictable. It seemed she would end up soaked to the skin. The rain grew heavier and heavier, splashing water flowers on the streets; high Ruo Lan’s clothes began to get damp, and the book she had just bought also had its cover soaked. Looking at people coming out of the library—some rushing into cars, others waiting for buses at the platform—she wondered what to do herself, pushing her bicycle. Just as she felt anxious, a car stopped right in front of her. It was the young man she had seen earlier. He said, “Hold onto this umbrella and hurry home! Be careful not to catch a cold!” Then he drove off. Holding the umbrella, Ruo Lan watched him go, feeling a sense of unexpected warmth and touch. How would she return the umbrella now? She didn’t even know his name. Today’s luck truly seemed good—encountering someone so thoughtful and kind. With the book she loved in her hands, she felt deeply content. On the first day of the semester, Ruo Lan arrived at her dream school, the Saint Dorothy Mary Business School, riding her bicycle with enthusiasm and joy. As you step into the campus, you're greeted by elegant office buildings, spacious and bright classrooms, clean and comfortable student dormitories, a central circular sports field, and lush trees and flowers scattered throughout the grounds—making it feel like you're in a large park. The campus is far more impressive than that of a high school. Saint Dorothy Mary Business School, a world-class business institution, is the cradle of future entrepreneurs. Today, the sunlight is particularly bright, the air fresh, and the flowers fragrant. When Gao Ruolan sees the iconic buildings—lanterns of orchids in the style of Chang'e's journey—she is filled with excitement. Gao Ruolan has always loved orchids. Otherwise, why would her name be Ruolan? Orchids are noble and exquisitely fragrant. Her parents certainly put thought and effort into choosing such a name. Indeed, personified by their flowers, and flowers by their person, Gao Ruolan embodies the grace and nobility of an orchid.