Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 147, Section 145: Killing Multiple Birds with One Stone

Room 203, School of Management.

The moment the blushing new female host pushed open the door, the three girls rushed over, creating a sea of ​​laughter and joy.

"Junjun is back?"

"Wouldn't it be incredibly lively to have so many people celebrating together like this!"

"Hey hey hey, look who's back!"

Zhao Xue, Duan Yanyan, and Xu Ning each said a sentence, then exchanged glances in tacit understanding, and finally spoke in unison, drawing out their words.

"His partner with whom he spends every day"

"What are you saying!"

Zhong Yujun pursed her lips, her eyelashes trembling slightly, like feathers blown away by the wind, an unnatural blush rising to her cheeks, and her ears also subtly turning red.

She turned to face the full-length mirror in the dormitory, and reached behind her back to find the zipper of her long skirt.

They tried to cover it up, but the more they tried to hide it, the more obvious it became.

"The celebration party was alright, quite fun. Those senior students in the student council are all top performers, everyone had a great time!"

According to the annual tradition of Nanhu University, there will be a celebration banquet tonight.

After successfully securing everything, the organizers will use the remaining sponsorship money to invite the school's Youth League Committee advisor, student union members, and the hosts who have been with the rehearsals throughout the event to a dinner.

So after the party ended, Zhong Yujun didn't return to her dorm for quite a while.

"Junjun, I heard that the Youth League Committee teachers also went to your victory celebration banquet?"

Zhao Xue was wearing a purple spaghetti strap nightgown, covered in large swathes of lace, and flip-flops that looked almost like two thin lines, with ten bright red toes lined up side by side.

She moved closer to the full-length mirror and helped Zhong Yujun change her dress smoothly.

"Yes."

As Zhong Yujun tossed the long dress into the laundry basket, she nodded and said, "Besides, everyone says that Teacher Shen is in a different mood today!"

"why?"

Xu Ning asked curiously.

"I heard it from a senior student in the student union. Apparently, Professor Shen never drinks alcohol, not even when he's with his superiors."

Zhong Yujun stretched out her hands and patted her pretty face, which was covered in rosy cheeks.

"But she drank quite a bit tonight."

"So what? So you also risked your life to accompany your superior?"

Xu Ning got up and approached, tiptoed and sniffed near Zhong Yujun's cheek. After smelling a faint scent of alcohol, she chuckled.

"no way."

Zhong Yujun spread her hands, put her hands on her hips, and smiled: "A little drink, a little drink is good for the soul."

"Okay, we don't really care about any celebration banquet."

Duan Yanyan was sitting on a computer chair.

At this moment, she had a gossipy look on her face. She put one hand on the table and exerted force, turning her whole body around with the chair.

"Don't you guys think tonight is just so sweet?!"

"Would Zhou Mingyuan's statement be considered a confession on the spot?"

"Facing all the new students in the school, with friends, classmates, and teachers in attendance as witnesses, accompanied by sound, lights, and microphones, I openly and honestly say that I like you!"

Duan Yanyan clasped her hands together and slowly placed them on her chest, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Zhong Yujun.

"I'm totally shipping them!"

"I hit it, I hit it!"

Zhao Xue and Xu Ning exchanged a glance, then smiled and clapped along, cheering.

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The topic suddenly shifted again, and Zhong Yujun, unable to withstand the three burning gazes, immediately turned her head away.

You're overthinking it.

"This doesn't count as a confession, it's just... just singing a song."

She muttered something under her breath, then lowered her head even further. She quickly found a long-sleeved nightgown, raised her arms, and hurriedly pulled it over her head.

Those eyes, usually so bright and sparkling, were now hidden in the shadows, filled with panic.

"But we're already acquaintances, and it's not the first time I've heard him sing, so my feelings weren't particularly strong."

"I really didn't expect the audience to react so strongly, oh my god!"

Xu Ning crossed his arms and commented with a smile.

"Junjun, when you were the host and standing backstage, you had no idea how cool and handsome Zhou Mingyuan was!"

“I heard several girls shouting non-stop, and as soon as the party ended, they rushed towards the law school seats. It was obvious they were going to ask for WeChat.”

Xu Ning, his voice excited, took a sip of water and continued, "Even under these circumstances, he still made a special patch before the performance."

"The opening remarks specifically stated that this song is dedicated to you!"

"What's this called?"

"Of course, it's a blatant preference!"

Duan Yanyan, who was equally excited beside her, loudly chimed in.

"That's right!"

Xu Ning snapped his fingers and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Isn't this sweet enough? It's so sweet it's going to kill me."

"What do you think, Sister Xue?"

The two of them looked at Zhao Xue, who had been silent for a long time, huddled to the side playing on her phone with her head down.

"Yeah, I think so too."

Zhao Xue blinked, maintaining the smile on her lips, her mind unsure of what to say.

Is it sweet?
If she hadn't seen Gu Caiwei in person, she might have thought Zhou Mingyuan's ingenious opening remarks were touching enough.

A partner you spend every day with?
Who else could this self-evident qualifier be but a high school classmate?

It is clear.

There is only Zhong Yujun.

Unfortunately, Zhao Xue went to the restroom halfway through.

The restrooms were conveniently located outside the auditorium, requiring passage through a crowded aisle.

She happened to see Gu Caiwei, who stood out in the crowd, and she also happened to recall the man's ulterior motives in his description.

A partner you spend every day with.
Partners whose fates are intertwined.

As a woman whose skills far surpassed those of her peers, Zhao Xue understood everything in the blink of an eye.

She suddenly remembered the logical relationships taught in her major course.

"Only one and only" suddenly became "including but not limited to".

Zhou Mingyuan, that guy, he's got some serious skills!
A familiar feeling, the respect between masters, the mutual appreciation among hunters.

Zhao Xue knew, but she didn't say anything.

She simply echoed the opinions of her two other roommates, maintaining a smile and trying to fit in.

Ever since the villa party ended, Zhao Xue had developed a strong interest in Zhou Mingyuan.

This roommate's high school classmate is not only good-looking and has high emotional intelligence, but also has exceptional manual skills.

They are far superior to me in everything—gaming, karaoke, cooking.

A fun and handsome guy who enjoys life.

This was Zhao Xue's first impression of Zhou Mingyuan.

So, she began testing Zhou Mingyuan almost that very night.

Try to bring him into the fishpond, bend down, throw out a small bait, and wait for someone to bite.

But the opponent's skill level was surprisingly high.

When chatting, it's like playing Tai Chi, using minimal force to deflect a great weight, never touching on the core topic.

I didn't get any benefits at all, and I was even forced to send several sexy photos over.

Okay, fine, I won't eat it.

A skilled player.

Later, she simply asked him out directly.

But the result...
In the Relief Cafe, he encountered his most insecure opponent—Gu Caiwei.

In fact, the moment Zhao Xue saw Gu Caiwei, she knew she had misjudged the situation. Damn it!
It's really careless.

Zhou Mingyuan and Zhong Yujun were simply from the same place, nothing more.

How could he be some ignorant small-town youth?
How could a young person from a small town possibly know Gu Caiwei, let alone become close to her and start a business together?

He's at least a high-level player, able to befriend and connect with Gu Caiwei!
It wasn't until she bumped into Gu Caiwei at the welcome party and discovered that Gu Caiwei had listened intently to Zhou Mingyuan's entire performance that Zhao Xue truly realized something.

It seems to be Zhou Mingyuan.
Using the term "player" doesn't seem quite right to define Zhou Mingyuan's skill level.

It's not surprising that he and his high school sweetheart have finally gotten together; best wishes to them for their loving relationship.

But he even wants to harm Gu Caiwei, the real princess?
One lives together day and night, the other's fate is intertwined.

Killing two birds with one stone, piercing straight into two hearts.

Zhao Xue easily deciphered Zhou Mingyuan's implied meaning.

How dare he?
There are reasons why people say Zhao Xue's skill level is not high enough.

The vision is still too narrow.

She couldn't believe that someone could use the opportunity of performing on stage at the welcome party to simultaneously bring all their targets into the picture.

Killing two birds with one stone is not Zhou Mingyuan's limit, but merely the limit of Zhao Xue's imagination.

When Zhou Mingyuan returned to the dormitory, it was a completely different scene of joy and harmony.

"Brother Zhou!"

"Brother Zhou, I have something to tell you. You don't have any objections, right?"

"Old Cai, don't speak yet. What you're talking about should be the same thing I'm talking about, right?"

The three brothers, Cai Zhipeng, Xiong Yao, and Yu Feiyang, also got back to their dormitory early.

As soon as Zhou Mingyuan entered the room, three smiling faces winked at him.

"Stop messing around, get to the point!"

He laughed and pushed away his roommate who was leaning in, refusing the Coke and not taking any snacks.

"At the welcome party, girls from the neighboring college came up to you asking for your WeChat ID, and not just one. Old Zhou, you know what I mean?"

Cai Zhipeng stammered.

"Yes, we sold your WeChat account!"

Seeing that someone had taken the lead in confessing, Xiong Yao also said, somewhat embarrassed.

"sold?"

"Big Bear, how many did you sell?"

Yu Feiyang's eyes lit up.

"20."

Xiong Yao whispered.

"For the price of a cup of milk tea, do you have any conscience?! You sold Brother Zhou's WeChat account like that?"

Yu Feiyang was heartbroken.

How much are you selling them for?

"I asked for 50, and they didn't even try to bargain. Damn! I should have asked for more."

"no."

Cai Zhipeng was stunned: "You...you really sold Lao Zhou's WeChat account?"

"That's completely unrelated to me."

"Then what are you?"

Xiong Yao and Yu Feiyang exchanged a glance and immediately became allies, united against a common enemy.

"I didn't want the money, but..."

Cai Zhipeng paused, crossed his arms, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "I gave them my own WeChat ID."

"Idiot! Do you think they want you?"

"Then you're finished. In our field of law, this is pure fraud."

"Old Cai, just wait until someone finds out and posts your name on Tieba, you little bastard."

"Can WeChat accounts be faked?"

After receiving two middle fingers, the boys in the dormitory huddled together chatting and joking for quite a while.

"I never imagined that the mole was right next to me."

Zhou Mingyuan glanced at his phone and couldn't help but chuckle, exclaiming, "Damn! I knew it! So many people were adding me!"

"Don't say anything more, Brother Zhou. What's done is done. If any strangers add you later, you'll have to figure out what to do with them."

The boys in dormitory 501 burst into laughter.

"There were some really good shows tonight! Like that dance performance and the stand-up comedy."

"It would be great if there was a screen recording function."

"I saw on the forum that the official Weibo account will edit the video, and it will usually be posted online in a few days. We can check it then."

Someone was casually scrolling through their phone when they suddenly noticed that Nanhu University's official Weibo account had just updated with a video.

Upon opening it, the contents felt both unfamiliar and familiar.

"Holy shit, shit!"

"Speak of the devil, and he appears! He's here so quickly!"

"Old Zhou, look! The official Weibo account posted your song 'I Like You'!"

"The HD version makes Zhou Ge look so handsome, even more so than before!"

"Damn, the comments section is full of praise for you!"

So, everyone gathered in front of Cai Zhipeng's large desktop computer and watched the official video clip from the school again.

There are some capable people in the student council!

As Zhou Mingyuan looked at himself on the screen, listened to the familiar opening remarks, and felt the camera movement from the best angle, a slight smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

The video was instantly shared to various friends' WeChat accounts, and the lead singer was clearly quite satisfied tonight.

"If I call you 'husband,' would you dare to answer?"

"I got his WeChat! Hahaha, ladies, let me laugh for a bit."

"This is so romantic! Help! Help! Help!"

Nanhu University's official Weibo account has a large and active following. This is during the peak of Weibo's popularity, and the official account updates daily with trending campus news, so virtually every student follows it.

The moment the post was published, the number of views exploded.

As Zhou Mingyuan shared the video, the number of comments and likes below it visibly increased.

It's almost at 99+.

Just then, Zhou Mingyuan's phone suddenly vibrated.

Even he himself didn't expect that tonight's successful conclusion would be thanks to social media platforms.

That newly released Weibo post cleverly amplified the emotions of several target individuals, firing another shot at the perfect moment.

Bang bang bang!

[Zhou Mingyuan, you marketing head, you've hired online trolls again, haven't you? From now on, just post the original video, thank you. This comment section is full of these "dream girls," it's unbearable to look at.]

Gu Caiwei replied the fastest.

[Did you see the new post from the official Weibo account? I never expected to hear it again from the audience. It felt like a completely different experience.]

Zhong Yujun returned after a short while, seemingly after some deliberation.

Next time you sing for someone, don't make such a big fuss.

Li Zhi's reply was the slowest and the shortest.

[During the dinner party that evening, I specifically reminded the student union several times to put everything else aside and make sure your solo singing video was edited and sent out first.]

The last message was from a senior student who arrived late.

At the celebration banquet that evening, Du Jianuo stayed until the very last moment.

He took care of the slightly tipsy junior schoolmate, occasionally blocking a few drinks for her (of course, no one dared to force her to drink), and finally took care of escorting Shen Yunrong back to Jiangnan Garden.

I called another car, and by the time I wanted to return to my dorm, it was already late at night.

She went to Shanshui Huating, washed up, and then, clutching the blanket that still carried Zhou Mingyuan's scent, typed out a string of messages in the darkness.

[See? The entire Chinese internet is helping me remember this moment.]

Remember the song you sang in the auditorium, a song for your kindred spirits.

(End of this chapter)