All sorts of things were being said, and Samuel Wright listened in fear and trepidation, not daring to admit that he was the one who wrote the book. Not only that, he even joined in cursing himself a few times, his voice hoarse and righteous—no one could possibly suspect he was the author. Naturally, this guy didn’t sleep a wink all night.

But unexpectedly, early the next morning, all the freshmen were gathered together. Samuel Wright had no choice but to stand there with dark circles under his eyes. He was told to bring his simple luggage and toiletries, and then was herded—oh, that is, sent—onto a big bus in batches. Samuel Wright already understood: he was about to face the first challenge of his college life—military training!

“……” No matter what kind of military training it was, you had to line up and get on the bus, and Samuel Wright was no exception. But unlike all his classmates, this guy didn’t say a word from lining up to getting on the bus; he just stared straight ahead, his eyes fixed and unfocused.

“Xiangzi, who are you staring at?” Harvey Howard suddenly slapped Samuel Wright on the shoulder, nearly scaring him out of his wits.

“N-no, I wasn’t…” Instinctively, Samuel Wright denied it.

“Oh, come on, hahaha, your eyes are about to fall out and you still won’t admit it!?”

It had to be said, Harvey Howard’s powers of observation were pretty sharp. In fact, a lot of people had already noticed Samuel Wright’s lovestruck expression. Why call it a lovestruck expression? Because Samuel Wright was staring at a woman.

Because of the number of people, the big bus couldn’t have too many empty seats, so several classes were combined. As a result, the literature class got to ride with the acting class, giving Samuel Wright the chance to see the woman who had him so transfixed.

Quentin Hayes! That’s right, it was her.

In his previous life, Samuel Wright had been a junior screenwriter for TV dramas, so he was definitely familiar with Quentin Hayes, a top-tier celebrity. Of course he knew the queen of TV ratings! What’s more, Samuel Wright knew that Quentin Hayes really was a student in the class of ’97 acting department, and supposedly did quite well. Samuel Wright thought he was mentally prepared, but it was nothing like he imagined!

She was completely different from the Quentin Hayes in Samuel Wright’s memory!

Let’s put it this way: Quentin Hayes’s figure now was simply flawless. What kind of figure do women like best? Long legs, and slim. Right now, Quentin Hayes had long legs. And, honestly, she had curves in all the right places—though, of course, Samuel Wright was too proper to get any detailed data. Not only that, Quentin Hayes’s face was beautiful too. Those big eyes—Samuel Wright could swear they were no smaller than Zhao Wei’s, the actress who played Little Swallow.

The most important thing was her aura. This girl didn’t like to talk, her lips pressed together, completely different from the future “Auntie Hai” who would grin and show two rows of big teeth.

She was simply a pure lotus, a proud and aloof lotus!

At this moment, Quentin Hayes and the future “national daughter-in-law” she would become were like two completely different people—absolutely different, the contrast was huge. But that wasn’t the only reason Samuel Wright was so dumbstruck. Even more importantly, Samuel Wright suddenly thought of something: his own novel, “First Intimate Contact.” He thought, I’ve finally found my Light Dance Flying!

Samuel Wright had planned this all along—the reason he plagiarized this novel was to turn it into a movie. It was a very complete plan, even though no publisher had approached him about his book yet. But Samuel Wright was very confident, because the response online was extremely positive. So, the role of Light Dance Flying—this key character—was always on his mind.

In Samuel Wright’s mind, he had a few candidates. He thought the best was Zhao Wei, the actress who played Little Swallow, but of course, Samuel Wright couldn’t possibly get her—she was already a huge star, way out of his league. The other was the then-unknown Violet James. Samuel Wright knew very well that this future international superstar was still so pure you couldn’t look at her directly, and her acting skills were reassuring. Most importantly, Violet James wasn’t famous yet, not widely known.

That was the key. Samuel Wright’s definition of Light Dance Flying was that she had to be beautiful, like a lovely sprite, and mysterious—absolutely not a familiar face, so she could create enough visual impact. And now, at this moment, Quentin Hayes fit all these criteria: aura, acting, every aspect—she was perfect for the role of Light Dance Flying…

“Hey, stop staring, she’s already noticed you!” Harvey Howard looked at Samuel Wright with a teasing grin. He hadn’t expected this new acquaintance to be such a flirt.

“Oh, I—I was just thinking about something.” Samuel Wright was actually telling the truth, but in some people’s eyes, it didn’t look that way.

Seeing Samuel Wright trying to cover up, Harvey Howard wouldn’t let him off the hook, and laughed, “You’ve got a crush on her, haven’t you? But do you know her name? Hehehe, I beat you to it yesterday, buddy—you’re too late.”

As the saying goes, “the one closest to the water gets the moon first.” Turns out there was a reason Harvey Howard got back to room 307 so late last night.

Seeing Harvey Howard’s smug face, Samuel Wright got annoyed. So what if you know her name? I know it too!