Ye Chen returned to the Classroom, and Xu Liang said, "Ye Chen, I heard you went to the Office to see Teacher Wang."
"Mm, I did." Ye Chen nodded.
Xu Liang looked incredulous. "You went to admit your mistake to him?"
Ye Chen shook his head. "No, I talked to him about switching study groups."
"Damn, you actually dared to bargain with Old Wang—awesome. Did he agree?"
Ye Chen nodded. "More or less. As long as I rank First in the Whole Grade, he'll let me join a study group with Li Sitong and Xia Yingluo."
Xu Liang felt Ye Chen's forehead. "Ye Chen, are you running a fever? First in the grade—do you think that's easy?"
Ye Chen smiled confidently. "First in the grade? Simple."
Xu Liang's mouth twitched. "Simple? I think love's driven you crazy."
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for helping your investment target earn her first profit. Ten-fold rebate rewarded: 9,900 yuan. System reward acquired: Song God Master!]
Meanwhile, in another corner of the class.
Yu Weiwei asked, "Si Tong, the market's closed—how are your stocks?"
"Mm, let me check."
Li Sitong opened her phone.
"Oh my, our stock hit the Limit-Up!" Li Sitong exclaimed.
"What do you mean, Limit-Up?" Yu Weiwei was stunned.
Li Sitong said, "Which means I made over 110,000 in one day."
"Wow, that's an average person's yearly salary." Yu Weiwei was floored.
Making 110,000 in a day—and she's just a Senior Year of High School girl.
Insane.
Yu Weiwei glanced at the handsome Ye Chen nearby. "Could Ye Chen not be a conman after all?"
Li Sitong beamed. "Hehe, Weiwei, you were wrong this time! Oh, I only kept fifty; I gave Ye Chen the other fifty as a dividend."
Seeing her profits, Li Sitong was over the moon.
"So that's how it is—Ye Chen traded for you and you split the profit?"
Li Sitong nodded. "He didn't want it at first; I insisted."
Yu Weiwei then looked at Ye Chen with envy.
Forget 100,000—even earning a thousand in a day sounded incredible.
Her monthly allowance was only a thousand.
Yu Weiwei declared, "No way—you've made a fortune, tonight you're treating."
Li Sitong happily agreed. "No problem."
Yu Weiwei suddenly remembered. "Wait, you only had eight yuan left on your card—sure you can pay?"
Li Sitong gave an awkward smile. "True, I'm broke—gonna have to hug your thigh."
Yu Weiwei sighed. "Fine, my treat."
Although Yu Weiwei's family wasn't as wealthy as Li Sitong's, they ran a small business and had some money.
Yu Weiwei got 1,000 yuan living expenses each month.
She hardly spent it, so she'd saved about forty to fifty thousand.
Paying for dinner was no problem.
Just then Ye Chen walked over.
"Ye Chen, did you see the market? Our stock hit the Limit-Up!"
Seeing Li Sitong's excitement, Ye Chen smiled calmly. "Don't rush—this is just the beginning."
Yu Weiwei was reading a romance when her phone rang.
"Hi, Dad, what's up?"
"Weiwei, that classmate of yours who bought stocks—are you close?"
"We're classmates, of course we're close!" Yu Weiwei said.
"Could you ask him if we can still buy that stock when the market opens tomorrow?"
Yu Weiwei froze. "Dad, didn't you say it was junk and we should never touch it?"
"Oh, Weiwei, didn't you say you wanted a Gucci dress? If you get the info, I'll take you to buy it after school."
"Deal, Dad—I'll ask right now." Yu Weiwei beamed.
Yu Weiwei asked, "Ye Chen, can we still buy that stock?"
Ye Chen nodded. "Of course. If you're interested you can invest, but don't get greedy—when I sell, you must sell too."
Yu Weiwei said, "Okay, I'll listen. I have fifty thousand; I'll let you handle it. If we profit I'll give you the same cut as Si Tong."
Ye Chen smiled. "Sounds good."
Li Sitong suddenly asked, "Hey, Ye Chen, are you free later?"
Ye Chen blinked. "I'm free—what's up?"
"My broadcasting partner's sick today, so I'm short a teammate."
"Ah, I don't know how to broadcast." Ye Chen said.
Li Sitong grinned. "Your voice sounds great—just read the script with me in a bit."
Ye Chen nodded. "All right."
In the broadcasting room Li Sitong said, "We'll read a short script then play a few songs, easy."
Ye Chen nodded. "No problem."
Glancing at the script, it was a youthful poem praising adolescence.
The Long Break was the most relaxing time for students.
The campus loudspeakers carried Li Sitong's familiar, pleasant voice.
Everyone recognized Li Sitong's voice.
Suddenly a clear male voice chimed in.
Everyone stopped to listen to the beautiful sound.
Gentle as a spring breeze, like a stream of clear water slowly flowing into every ear.
"Who's that male host? His voice is gorgeous."
"Yeah, best voice I've ever heard."
"I think my ears are pregnant."
After the poem Ye Chen turned to Li Sitong. "How was I?"
Li Sitong gave him a big thumbs-up. "Fantastic—Ye Chen, be my permanent partner, okay?"
After the poetry came the music segment.
Li Sitong switched on the speakers, ready to play songs.
But the speakers came on and no music sounded.
"What's wrong?" Ye Chen asked.
Li Sitong looked anxious. "Seems the player's broken."
Just then Instructor Zhang walked in.
"Si Tong, why isn't the music on? The Education Bureau Leaders are here inspecting—hurry."
Li Sitong looked miserable. "Instructor Zhang, our player's broken."
"Ah, why now? The principal just told the forum we'd showcase our break-time broadcast—the leaders are waiting."
Li Sitong was nearly in tears.
"What do we do?"
Ye Chen spotted a Guitar in the corner, picked it up and said, "I'll sing a few songs."
"You… sure?" Instructor Zhang eyed him.
Li Sitong said, "Ye Chen, if it doesn't work don't force it—if anything goes wrong…"
Ye Chen had already switched on the mic.
After a moment's thought he strummed a huge hit from 2011.
"Those Years"!
With the Guitar, Ye Chen's Song God Master voice rang out… Back to the very start,
Your shy face in memory,
We've finally reached this day,
Old photos on the desk pad…
Hearing the song, everyone froze.
The song was unbelievably beautiful.
Li Sitong rested her chin in her hands, watching Ye Chen strum and sing.
"Ye Chen, not only is the song great, but he looks so cool playing Guitar."
Xia Yingluo set down her pen.
"That voice—so familiar—it's Ye Chen!"
Every student on campus was drawn by the song.
Some stopped walking, some eyes showed a trace of wistfulness.
A middle-aged man walked the campus flanked by school leaders.
Hearing the song, he paused.
"What song is this? I've never heard it."