With one more Zhong Bai, Wang Yan's life had not changed much.
It was nothing more than swapping out one person while doing the same things: going somewhere farther away for a meal, then getting all lovey-dovey and intimate afterward.
It was the same routine he had with Li Shuci and Lin Luoxue, and it did not disrupt his life arrangements in any particular way.
If anything, the three of them had to make adjustments and communicate among themselves...
Time flowed by quietly like water. People became immersed in it, unaware of its passage. By the time they came to their senses, the water that had flowed away had gathered into an entire lake.
During winter break, everyone still went off to intern in various places as usual—television stations, publishing houses, advertising agencies, and the like. Some took on jobs independently, shooting portraits, weddings, and so on.
All in all, photography offered a broad range of career options. They were all professionally trained students, so their basic skills were solid. As long as they were willing to swallow a little pride, they could easily make a living on their own.
But that was also the issue. These professionally trained students generally came from families that were not short on money. At the very least, their parents had pensions, so they only needed to support themselves. Even when they took on freelance work, it was mostly just to have something respectable to do.
When the next semester began, it would be the second half of their junior year.
This was the last stretch of time the students would spend taking classes at school—less than half a year, four and a half months to be exact.
Although they inevitably lamented the passage of time at every new semester in the past, none