The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 97 The recording pen is really too much.
Hu Youyu drank two glasses of wine with Yang Muyi and Xiao He, and then it was time for them to go on stage to perform.

After everyone left, Yang Muye asked Xiaohe what she thought.

"At first glance, this person seems a bit unreliable, but after getting to know them, I find them quite interesting."

At that moment, Hu Youyu on the stage happened to be looking this way, and Xiao He even raised his wine glass to salute him from afar.

"For the first song, I'd like to dedicate to my two good friends in the audience, 'Friends'!"

Hu Youyu strummed the guitar strings and began to sing into the microphone.

I thought they would sing Wakin Chau's version, but they sang Zang Tianshuo's rock version instead.

Yang Muyi knew perfectly well that Hu Youyu was deliberately trying to impress him and increase his influence within the band.

Hu Youyu sang "Friends" quite well, which livened up the atmosphere in the audience.

At the next table, three beer bottles collided.

"cheers!"

The boy on the far left, who looked rather refined, only took two sips before covering his mouth and putting down the bottle. He didn't seem to frequent places like this, and he looked quite awkward.

The remaining two boys drank straight from the bottle.

One of the boys was dressed fashionably and had a retro-style double-brick hairstyle. While drinking, he posed for photos, and his eyes kept darting around like radar.

You could tell at a glance that he was searching for a beautiful woman.

The other boy was much more obedient, focusing on drinking, and seemed determined to be the first to finish.

He's just so-so looking, but when he smiles, he has a sly, slightly lewd look.

In the end, the sleazy-looking boy finished a bottle of wine first, slammed the bottle down on the table, and excitedly waved his fist in celebration.

The boy with the two tiles wasn't really interested in drinking, so he put the bottle down when he saw this.

"No, Xu Kaiyang, are you raising fish here? You've drunk them all up."

"Chen Xiaozheng only had two sips of wine. If he can raise fish, why can't I?"

"Anyway, I finished it all. We agreed before we came that whoever drinks the slowest pays."

The refined-looking young man immediately replied, "I have no money, and I didn't ask to come here."

The boy with two tiles put his arm around the shoulder of the refined boy: "Alright, Lao Chen, I was just kidding you. It's my treat today, drink as much as you want."

The sleazy guy nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right. We've lived in the dorm for a year, and this is the first time I've managed to get you out for drinks. We have to drink to our hearts' content."

"I can only drink a bottle at most—" The refined young man originally wanted to say a whole bottle, but changed his mind at the last minute and said half a bottle.

He really doesn't like drinking, and his family's financial situation doesn't allow it either.

The boy with the two tiles tossed his hair and waved his hand, "It's okay, drink slowly. If all else fails, we won't go back to the dorm tonight. I'll take you guys to a sauna."

Upon hearing this, the sleazy boy's eyes lit up.

"Old Xu, now that you're talking about this, I'm wide awake. Why don't we just go now? It's no fun drinking with three old men."

"What's the rush? I'm looking for a target right now, you two. Remember to cover for me later. Once I've got her, I'll go to a hotel, and you two can go get some massages. Pretty good, right?"

The refined young man couldn't stand it anymore and said he would go back after sitting for a while.

The two boys with the tiled roof and the lewd boy quickly pulled the person away.

It took a lot of persuasion to convince them to stay and continue drinking.

The two-tile boy scanned the bar but didn't find any particularly eye-catching girls.

"You guys are saying, now that school has started, why aren't any of the pretty girls out having fun?"

"You're kidding me. Every girl who gets into our school is a top student in her high school class. Just look at Chen Xiaozheng. Students like them who are good at studying would never come to a bar."

The sleazy-looking guy pointed at himself with his thumb: "Only trash like us from art school would spend all day in bars looking for fun."

These words not only made the refined boy frown, but even the boy with two tiles couldn't stand it anymore.

"Open your mouth, you're useless yourself, don't drag our art academy into this."

The sleazy-looking boy sneered, "Xu Kaiyang, you're the only one who likes to stick green onions in pig noses and act like an elephant, right? If we weren't art students, it would be a pipe dream for us to get into our school based solely on our college entrance exam scores."

The two-tile boy picked up a bottle and said, "I admit that the humanities grades in our art college aren't as good as other colleges, but we're not the worst, okay? Even those guys from the international business college who came in with their money haven't said anything!"

There is a complete hierarchy of contempt among the various colleges of Yanjing Trade and Economics.

Students in strong majors like business, economics, and finance look down on students in less popular majors like journalism, mathematics, and computer science.

Students in less popular majors look down on art students who don't have high grades in academic subjects.

Students from art colleges look down on private third-tier colleges like the International Business College, which can be entered simply by paying money.

However, the reality is that students from the School of International Business are truly at the top of the social hierarchy and have the right to look down on students from all other schools.

In the eyes of the Celestial Dragons, all living beings are nothing more than cattle and horses.

So what if they are graduates from prestigious universities or are high achievers? In these people's eyes, they are nothing more than nuclear-powered oxen and horses.

Upon hearing this, the sleazy boy sneered: "You're not looking down on the School of International Business, you're just regretting that you can't be like some students in the School of International Business, who can secretly transfer to the School of Business or the School of Economics and become students in top-tier majors."

The boy with the two tiles slammed the bottle on the table and said loudly, "Even if I'm trash, I still scored over 500 points on the college entrance exam. I like drawing, so what's wrong with choosing the path of an art student? I was admitted fairly and squarely, unlike those people who do crooked things."

The sleazy-looking guy sneered, "You're just talking big. If you really had the guts, you'd be like that guy from the business school, who stood up for what's right and posted a video that would rip a huge hole in the sky!"

The boy with two tiles blew a breath into his forehead hair: "I didn't encounter this, did I? If I had, I would definitely fight to the death and let the whole school know that the students of our art college are not bad!"

The well-mannered boy stepped forward to mediate: "You two stop arguing. The school has already issued a notice that this matter should not be discussed outside of school."

The sleazy boy's voice suddenly rose: "What are you afraid of? Those shameless bastards can't even cover their mouths and stop us from talking about this kind of mess, right? Old Chen, I admire you in every way, but your attitude towards this matter today really makes me look down on you."

The refined young man was speechless after being rebuked.

He certainly couldn't stand those Celestial Dragons who, despite being born into privilege, openly trampled on the rules and regulations to compete with ordinary people for resources.

But when I think about my family's circumstances...

Poverty makes people less ambitious, so in order to get a scholarship, one has to be cautious in everything one does.

In the eyes of his two roommates, this was naturally a pathetic situation.

Finally, the two boys spoke up: "Alright, alright, we came out to drink and relax, not to get angry. Do you think Ruan Wan, the most beautiful girl in our art school, can win against the four beauties in the business school?"

The sleazy guy immediately chimed in: "That school beauty who was just taken down from Renren.com a couple of days ago, go go go! Didn't you see the poll? Ruan Wan didn't even make the top ten."

The two-tile boy took a sip of wine: "Ruan Wan's disadvantage is that she is a student of our art college. If she were in another college, she would have been voted in long ago. Anyway, I think it's a pity for her."

The sleazy guy poured cold water on the idea, saying, "What's the use of regretting it? She already has a boyfriend, so stop thinking about her."

The boy with two tiles disagreed: "I heard that Ruan Wan is from the Buyi ethnic group in Guizhou Province. They are probably quite conservative there. She and her boyfriend can only hold hands at most. Plus, it's a long-distance relationship. As long as you use your hoe well, you can pry down any wall."

The sleazy guy laughed after hearing that: "You might as well say that as long as I have money, I can be with anyone!"

The boy with the two tiles spread his hands: "Isn't that right?"

Just as the sleazy boy was about to retort, the boy with two tiles suddenly had a bright idea in his eyes.

"Look, I see a beautiful woman at the ten o'clock position near the entrance."

Just as the sleazy-looking boy was about to turn around, he was stopped by the boy with two tiles.

"Don't turn around yet, or you'll be spotted."

The lewd boy suspected that the boy with two tiles wanted to eat it all by himself, and on a whim, he came up with a plan.

"You guys keep drinking, I'm going to the restroom."

He stood up and walked towards the bar entrance. A beautiful woman with striking features walked towards him; at first glance, he looked like a foreigner.

With a violin case slung over his shoulder, he walked straight towards the stage as soon as he entered.

The two brushed past each other, and the sleazy-looking boy stood there dumbfounded, his face turning in the direction the girl left until his neck could no longer turn.

They initially thought the girl was a singer hired by the bar, but when Hu Youyu, who was singing on stage, saw her, he gave her a wink and then gestured towards the table where Yang Muyi and Xiao He were sitting.

The girl understood and turned to walk over.

Only then did the lewd boy finally come to his senses.

A bartender passing by asked him if he was looking for someone, and he shook his head and said he was looking for the restroom.

"Sir, the restroom is over there. You're looking in the wrong direction."

On the other side, the two boys saw the beautiful woman who looked like a foreigner walking towards them, and immediately straightened their backs and struck what they thought was a cool pose.

Transform into Aaron Kwok in a second.

Who would have thought that after the other person came over, they went straight to the next table.

"Excuse me, are you Yang Muye?"

The girl's Mandarin was very standard; you couldn't hear any foreign accent at all.

But when Yang Muye saw her face clearly, he was stunned.

Isn't this Ma Siyi, whom Xia Fenghua, Xie Wang, and they have been searching for?
"Yes, yes, that's him. You're the guitarist Lao Hu was talking about, right? I'm Xiao He, the drummer. Please have a seat."

Seeing that Yang Muyi was sitting still, Xiaohe stood up and even reached out to help Ma Siyi take the violin case and put it down.

After sitting down, Ma Siyi looked at Yang Muyi suspiciously: "Have we met before?"

Yes, I've met you, Sister Bao'er.

It was just in a past life.

Yang Muye pursed his lips, thinking to himself, "That's what I'm thinking."

"I don't think I've met you before, but your accent sounds a bit like someone from the Huaiyang area. Are you from Jiangsu Province?"

"Yes." A hint of wariness crept into the girl's eyes.

She had seen too many men who immediately tried to pry into her background, but in reality, they had ulterior motives.

Yang Muyi, standing before them, was clearly also being perceived as such a person.

Having seen through the girl's thoughts, Yang Muye smiled: "Do you think I'm deliberately trying to get close to you?"

The girl didn't respond to that, but directly stated her purpose: "Brother Hu said you want to form a band, you need a guitarist, and you're paying him, so I came."

"You haven't told me your name yet."

"Ma Siyi".

"how old are you?"

Ma Siyi hesitated for a moment.

"eighteen."

"Where do you live—never mind, I won't ask anymore, lest you overthink it." Yang Muye said, raising his hand to ask the waiter for a bottle of mineral water.

Ma Siyi definitely won't drink alcohol.

Fruit juice is also not recommended, as it's easy for it to be drugged.

This gesture immediately won Ma Siyi's favor.

Just then, an untimely, nonchalant voice rang out.

"Why drink mineral water when you come to a bar, beautiful lady? Come to our table and order whatever you like."

The one speaking was the boy from the next table, nicknamed "Two Tiles".

He was holding a beer bottle in his hand, half of which was still inside.

Just as Xiao He was about to stand up, Yang Muye raised his hand to stop him.

Ignoring the two boys, Ma Siyi focused on Yang Muye: "Is this an actor you hired to test me?"

puff!
The two-tile boy almost choked on the wine in his mouth.

He wasn't stupid; of course he could tell that Ma Siyi was deliberately trying to put him down with those words.

"Beautiful lady, my name is Xu Kaiyang. I'm a sophomore majoring in graphic design at Yanjing Trade and Art College. My appearance fee is very high; most people can't afford to hire me."

The purpose of saying this was to show off.

After listening, Yang Muye shrugged at Ma Siyi and said, "You heard it all. I spent a lot of money to invite such a good actor. Isn't that giving you enough face?"

Ma Siyi burst out laughing.

The melodious voice, like that of a nightingale, sounded particularly jarring to the two boys from the two-tile house.

He stood up abruptly, ready to have a serious argument with Yang Muye.

The refined-looking boy next to him reacted quickly and stood up to stop the person.

The sleazy-looking boy standing not far away saw this and immediately ran over.

How can a fight be complete without him?
"Kaiyang, what happened?"

"It's alright, it's alright, they were just joking!" The refined-looking boy stood between the two groups, trying his best to reconcile them.

The boy with the two tiles glared at Yang Muye: "Hey buddy, you look like a student to me too. What year are you in? Which college are you in?"

Yang Muyi stood up, and the imposing height of 1.87 meters instantly put considerable pressure on the two boys.

Not to mention the sleazy guy, who was standing even closer. He was about 1.6 meters tall and had to look up to see Yang Muye's face.

The crucial point is that he can't back down now; backing down would be admitting defeat.

Xiaohe also stood up, looking at the three boys opposite her with hostility.

He would follow Yang Muyi's attitude exactly.

"So all male students in art schools are like you? You come up here and get slapped in the face, and you're the one who's unhappy about it?"

The boy with two tiles was about to swear, but was firmly stopped by the refined boy.

The refined young man looked at Yang Muye with a sincere expression: "Two of my classmates had been drinking and spoke a bit harshly. I apologize on their behalf."

Yang Muye replied expressionlessly, "You've got the wrong person. He wasn't harassing me just now."

The refined young man immediately turned to look at Ma Siyi and repeated his apology.

Seeing that the two boys were still unhappy, Ma Siyi took out a voice recorder from her pocket.

"You're not convinced, are you? Let's see if you're still this tough when you get to the police station and see Uncle Hat."

As soon as the voice recorder appeared, all was quiet.

Not only were the three boys opposite stunned, but even Yang Muye's eyes flashed with surprise.

"It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! My friend was just joking around with everyone!"

As the lewd guy slid to his knees at lightning speed, he didn't forget to frantically wink at the guy with the two tiles.

Didn't you see that someone had something on you?
Apologize right now!

　The characters Chen Xiaozheng, Xu Kaiyang, and Zhang Kai are based on the movie version, but the character settings are based on the TV series version. Some secondary settings were made to integrate with the plot (for example, the major was changed from architecture to design).
　　
　
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