By the time they finished their meal, it was just after 12:30 p.m.

After lunch, Zheng Jingzhi and the others returned to school, while Zhang Zhipeng and Zhao Min strolled along the sidewalk beside the road.

To Zhang Zhipeng's surprise, Zhao Min took the initiative to hold his hand, intertwining their fingers.

Her hand was small, smooth, and as warm as jade.

This was the first time Zhang Zhipeng had ever held a girl's hand in both of his lives.

He had expected to feel excited.

But he found himself very calm.

"Zhipeng, did you look at the poetry collection I gave you this morning?" Zhao Min asked.

Zhang Zhipeng smiled and said, "I read a little on the way to the lab."

"I didn’t notice your acrostic poem at first."

Zhao Min bit her lip and giggled, "When did you notice it?"

"I think I did a pretty good job. How would you rate it?"

Her face was flushed, and even her ears, white as carved jade, turned red.

Zhang Zhipeng scratched his head awkwardly and said, "It was Fang Qingping who noticed it first."

"The poem is really well-written. I didn’t expect you to be such a talented girl."

He was still a bit reserved and spoke somewhat cautiously.

However, he also noticed that as he held Zhao Min's hand, a new experience progress bar began to load in his mind.

Beginner-level "Girl Hunting" Skill Progress: 51%?

What the heck is a "Girl Hunting" skill?

I never intended to become a playboy!

【Dear Host, the system has sensed your dissatisfaction. The "Beginner-level Girl Hunting Skill" has now been changed to "Beginner-level Social Intelligence Skill"!】

A system notification sounded in his mind.

"Beginner-level Social Intelligence Skill" sounded much better!

Zhao Min smiled and said, "Thank you. I really love Wang Guozhen's poetry. How about you?"

Zhang Zhipeng nodded with a smile and agreed, "I love it too. My favorite is his poem *Unbreakable Affection*."

With that, Zhang Zhipeng looked deeply into Zhao Min's eyes and began to recite the poem:

*"I thought that this long journey away would let me forget your beautiful eyes, and sever the lingering threads of affection that even the autumn wind could not blow away. But who would have thought, in the end, the mountains and rivers remain the same, and so does love. Your figure, just behind me, now stands before me once again..."*

His recitation was full of emotion, and his face radiated a warm smile.

This was the concentrated display of his personal charm, enhanced by his improved social intelligence.

【Congratulations, Host! Your poetry recitation moved the heroine. You have unlocked and acquired the Advanced Social Intelligence Skill!】

Well then, in just the time it took to recite a poem, his social intelligence skill had progressed so rapidly that he had instantly upgraded to an advanced level!

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Zhao Min's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

She was deeply moved. "Zhipeng, I think we must have been a couple in our past lives."

"And we made a pact across three lifetimes, so we could finally meet in this one."

"I've been searching for you in this world, and finding you was really not easy."

Zhang Zhipeng smiled gently, feeling their hearts draw closer and closer.

He said, "No wonder you seemed so familiar to me when I first saw you. You must have left so many marks on my heart in our past life. Minmin, I really like you."

Zhao Min began to cry, tears rolling down her cheeks as she hugged his waist tightly. Looking up at Zhang Zhipeng, she said, "I feel the same way. In this vast sea of people, finding each other is truly not easy. From now on, never leave me again, okay?"

At this moment, the best thing to do was to kiss the tears off her face.

But doing that on a bustling street is absolutely not acceptable.

Zhang Zhipeng took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped Zhao Min’s tears, and pinched her cheek with a smile, saying, “Minmin, we signed a love contract for eternity! Since we’re in love, we’ll love each other until the seas dry up and the earth crumbles, until the end of time! As long as there’s life, our love will never stop! Even in death, we’ll still be tightly embraced, transformed into the posture of love!”

Yes, when a girl falls in love, she loves hearing sweet, cheesy words.

The cheesier, the more she likes it.

Zhang Zhipeng wasn’t originally good at saying such things; he would feel a shiver run down his spine just hearing others say them.

But now, he spoke naturally, deeply, and with great emotion.

And it moved Zhao Min deeply.

The two of them had just confirmed their relationship, and if things developed normally, it would take some time to gradually deepen their feelings.

But now, it seemed like they had already fallen head over heels in love with each other in less than half a day.

Is this the charm of advanced social intelligence?

The two of them slowly walked along Friendship Road, and at that moment, Zhao Min was filled with bittersweet emotion.

She said, “Zhipeng, I just want to keep walking with you like this forever, as if the whole world only has the two of us left…”

Zhang Zhipeng: “...”

Is this what love in the 90s is like?

He was indeed a little touched.

Zhang Zhipeng had originally planned to go shopping with Zhao Min.

But she refused, thinking that shopping wasn’t interesting and that chatting together would be better.

So they started talking non-stop.

She talked about all sorts of things from her childhood, about the pain and joy in her life.

Zhang Zhipeng had to be the best listener, offering her encouragement and comfort from time to time.

Unknowingly, they had walked to Fengqing Park and found a secluded spot in the park where they sat on a stone bench and talked for quite a while.

When Zhang Zhipeng checked the time, it was already a little past 1:40 PM.

“Zhipeng, let’s head back. I don’t have any classes this afternoon, so I can help you with your work in the lab. You wouldn’t mind, would you?” Zhao Min said with a smile.

She wanted to continue enjoying their time together.

But she also knew that it wasn’t realistic.

Zhang Zhipeng had heavy research tasks on his shoulders.

Zhang Zhipeng smiled slightly and said, “Of course, you’re welcome.”

“However, working in the lab requires a very rigorous attitude.”

“This afternoon, we’re going to start trying to produce chips using homemade equipment.”

“This is a very important task, and it might take a long time. Plus, the whole process is incredibly dull.”

“I’m not sure if you’ll be able to stand it.”

Zhao Min looked at him with a smile, still holding his hand tightly.

“I can do it!”

“Zhipeng, don’t worry. I won’t cause you any trouble.”

“I’ll be a great helper.”

Zhang Zhipeng nodded with a smile and said, “I believe you!”

“Let’s go back now.”

The two of them left Fengqing Park and took the 201 bus back to school.

On the bus, there was a young girl with headphones, holding a Walkman, singing Teresa Teng’s sweet song "Sweet Honey," reflecting Zhang Zhipeng and Zhao Min’s current mood.

When they arrived at the school, Zhao Min said, “Zhipeng, I’ll go back to the department first, let our department head know, and hand over the transfer letter that Professor Zheng gave me. This way, he won’t assign me any other tasks.”