Back at home, Zhou Ning washed up and lay in bed, recalling the award ceremony and various conversations with family and Xia Momo in the building, smiling unconsciously.
Perhaps this was the feeling of happiness. As he thought about it, he fell asleep. Of course, the training in the "little black room" continued, but for Zhou Ning, it had become just a matter of accumulating quantity, without feeling overwhelmed or excessively fatigued.
As the phone rang, Zhou Ning opened his eyes and saw it was a call from Zhao Xinli. He quickly got up, answered the phone, and walked towards the study window on the north side, where he saw Mr. Zhao waving from down below.
"I say, Zhou Xiaozhou, you're not just getting up, are you? Even if it's the weekend, you can't be sleeping past ten o'clock. The car's parked downstairs for you; the key is stuffed in the driver's side door. Just enter your password to get it. I'm off!"