Digimon: I really didn't want to be the Digimon Emperor!

"What creative manager? Young man, you should at least be the creative director!" A middle-aged man wearing a black vest walked in, with the words "Director's Team" written on the back. He had already heard the whole story from outside the door.

"Director!" Wei Wan rushed over as if he'd seen a savior. "This brat is going too far!"

"Go back and take a two-month vacation." The director didn't even glance at him.

In the ever-changing entertainment industry, giving you a two-month vacation is a euphemism; it basically means you're being asked to pack your bags and leave.

"What? Director, what... what's going on?" Wei Wan screamed.

"Who is this?" Cheng Yuan whispered.

“He is the show’s director,” Yun Yao said.

Two security guards appeared just in time and dragged Wei Wan, who was still in a daze, out. The scene looked just like a scene from a palace drama where a eunuch was dragged out and beaten to death.

"This must be the mysterious creator behind Yun Yao, right?" The director warmly shook Cheng Yuan's hand. "Truly a young talent! I am the program's director, Chen Mo. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Cheng Yuan was a little taken aback by this sudden enthusiasm: "Uh, hello..."

"The new song you just collaborated on with Yun Yao made those two Digimon, who were almost ready to evolve, evolve ahead of time! It's practically an evolution march, just as amazing as 'Butterfly'!" The director exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Can you tell me the name of this song?"

"Brave Heart, the song was born of nature, a stroke of genius." Cheng Yuan waved his hand, looking completely calm.

Yun Yao couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, she had been tricked by him again.

After a while, the director said, "In that case, I will appoint you as the judge for the songwriting of the entire program."

This offer is no ordinary job—the music composition director not only earns a starting salary of millions annually, but also holds the power to decide the fate of the contestants.

Countless musicians would kill to sit in this position.

But Cheng Yuan knew perfectly well that he didn't have the real skills to be the director of this ghostly project, composing and judging music.

Moreover, with the college entrance exam just around the corner, Xu Xin's special training was also entering a crucial stage. Where would she find the time for all this? She had no choice but to decline.

“Director Chen, I am a beast tamer,” Cheng Yuan straightened his back and his eyes were firm. “My journey is to the stars and the sea of ​​the digital world.”

Yun Yao's eyes lit up. No wonder, no wonder. Only those who truly regard the digital world as their journey can create songs that touch the hearts of Digimon.

"Ms. Yun Yao, I didn't expect you to have such a talented person by your side. We will need to continue to cooperate more deeply in the later programs. With Mr. Cheng's help, you will definitely become the first Digital Queen."

Although Cheng Yuan rejected him, the director still wanted to try his best. He could imagine the show's decline if it didn't have Yun Yao and this song, and all that was left were mediocre and worthless material.

If we can keep Cheng Yuan, he will not only be a cash cow, but also a lifeline.

“Yes, Director Chen, please discuss future collaborations with my studio,” Yun Yao said with a smile.

"A studio?" Director Chen looked bewildered. "Weren't you working alone?"

"It'll be ready soon." Yun Yao winked mischievously and pulled Cheng Yuan outside.

The two jogged out of the building and stopped at the riverbank. Yun Yao shouted at the rushing river, "Ah—that felt so good! That was really great, I haven't felt this good in a long time."

Cheng Yuan smiled at her: "You just left right in front of him, are you still going to participate?"

"Participate? Of course I'll participate. He'll definitely come looking for me. Didn't I tell him to come to my studio?"

"Where did you get your studio?"

Yun Yao took out her phone and skillfully dialed a number: "Hey, Uncle, help me register a company tomorrow. I want to set up a studio. Help me get the staff ready... Okay, bye."

After hanging up the phone, she proudly waved her phone: "Done!"

Just a phone call? Setting up a company is that simple? Cheng Yuan was dumbfounded.

Yun Yao said earnestly, "Your songs have a soul; they shouldn't become flesh and blood for capital to devour. We must keep them in our own hands so that..."

She reached out her hand, her eyes sparkling as if they were shining: "Cheng Yuan, let's team up. I also want to... spread our songs throughout the entire digital world."

The river breeze ruffled their hair as the little dog and the star beast chased and played on the shore.

It must be said that, if managed properly, this studio could be a good source of income for the company.

Cheng Yuan looked at Yun Yao's outstretched hand and suddenly laughed: "Okay, but I have to make it clear in advance—I'm going to be a hands-off boss."

“No problem!” Yun Yao grabbed his hand and shook it. “You’ll be in charge of composing, I’ll be in charge of singing, Star Beast will be in charge of playing instruments, and someone else will take care of everything else!”

"Woof!" the little dog barked in dissatisfaction.

"Oh right, and the little dog beast is in charge of... being cute!" Yun Yao quickly added.

Chapter 32 A hopeless student? I just haven't unleashed my full potential yet.

Cheng Yuan happily became a hands-off boss, leaving all the studio's profits to Yun Yao and her incredibly powerful uncle. He then happily went home with 20 yuan of "stolen money"—no, it was revenue from on-demand subscriptions.

"Ding! Wealth value +200000!" The system notification sounded more melodious to him than heavenly music.

After receiving some familiar stat allocation tips, and seeing the Holy and Light stats on the attribute panel widen the gap with the Dark stat once again, he finally felt relieved.

[Holy type 3630, Light type 3560, Dark type 2110, Ice type 10]

With this wave of spending, the little dog beast's size noticeably increased, and the holy ring around its neck emanated an even stronger divine aura. What surprised him most was that the number of Holy Light Bullets it could summon increased from 4 to 5!

"Woof!" The little dog spun around excitedly, seemingly quite pleased with its improved abilities.

The intensive training continued this week, with Coach Xu Xin explaining many practical techniques and points to note. Cheng Yuan mostly served as a sparring partner, and later, outstanding students also joined the sparring team to learn from each other and improve.

"Cheng Yuan! Zhao Lu! Xue Qian! Come out here for a moment! The rest of you can study on your own." After the midday cultural class, teacher Liu Liuyan stood at the classroom door and called out, her expression as complicated as if she had won the lottery but found that the ticket had been washed in the washing machine.

Among the three, Cheng Yuan is undoubtedly the "Martial Arts Champion". His little beast grows faster than a rocket and his combat record is far ahead of the competition. Unfortunately, his academic performance is as messy as his hairstyle.

Xue Qian is a typical "literary star," ranking at the top of his grade in academic subjects. Unfortunately, his Candlemon evolves slower than a snail, and his battle prowess is comparable to Cheng Yuan's academic achievements. However, this academic genius seems to have little interest in raising combat-type Digimon, spending his days engrossed in reading "Digital World: A Tale of Adventure."

As for Zhao Lu... she's practically someone else's child. She excels in every subject, and her combat performance keeps improving. She's a perfect example of being "well-rounded in both academics and martial arts".

Her recent performance with Cheng Yuan in the intensive training class made Teacher Liu Liuyan walk with a swagger at the teachers' meeting, her smile brighter than a blooming chrysanthemum.

However, Teacher Liu also had her own thoughts – she heard that Xu Xin, that young teacher, was incredibly popular in the special training class, which made her, as the homeroom teacher, feel quite uncomfortable.

"These children are the result of three years of painstaking effort I've put into raising them!" Teacher Liu thought to herself, "How can I let a junior teacher steal all the credit?"

“I’m very confident in Zhao Lu’s grades,” Teacher Liu pushed up her glasses, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Cheng Yuan and Xue Qian, “but you two… one’s academic performance is like a rollercoaster, and the other’s combat results are like an ox pulling a broken cart. Especially Cheng Yuan!” She suddenly raised her voice, “Don’t think that everything is fine just because your Digimon are growing fast. Failing your academic subjects still means you can’t get into Tamer University!”

"As expected, they still see me as a slacker..." Cheng Yuan rolled his eyes inwardly. This familiar formula, this familiar taste.

"Teacher, Cheng Yuan has made great progress in his academic subjects recently!" Zhao Lu quickly chimed in.

Cheng Yuan thought, "Yes, during homework tutoring, they would flick my ear if I made a mistake. I wonder which evil woman came up with this dirty trick."

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but rub my ears.

"What a coincidence, Cheng Yuan! I was just looking for you!" History teacher Xu Hong suddenly appeared, his imposing manner making him look like he was there to collect a debt.

He pushed up his reading glasses and slammed the two test papers on the table: "Teacher Liu, look at this! Is this acceptable? Cheng Yuan cheated on the bi-weekly quiz!"

"Cheating?" Liu Liuyan's face instantly turned from sunny to stormy, her brows furrowing into a tight knot.

Cheating is a big problem; it's about discipline and morale. You can accept it as a grade, but you can't cheat.

"Cheng Yuan, what's going on?" Teacher Liu Liuyan asked. She had just finished praising him, and this sudden turn of events made her a little angry.

"Cheating? Me?" Cheng Yuan looked completely bewildered. "Is there some mistake?"

“Teacher Xu, I sat next to Cheng Yuan the whole time, and he didn’t cheat,” Zhao Lu said firmly.

"You still dare to say that? Look for yourselves!" Teacher Xu threw out two test papers, which turned out to be Cheng Yuan's and Zhao Lu's test papers respectively. "Zhao Lu, I've always had high hopes for you, thinking you were a good student. Why did you let Cheng Yuan copy your work and cheat? This is cheating! It's extremely bad!"

"I told you I shouldn't have put Zhao Lu next to him. She's corrupting him. Look at the state she's in!"

Cheng Yuan glanced at it and thought, "Zhao Lu helped me with my homework for the past two weeks. Isn't it reasonable that I made the same mistakes?"

Zhao Lu looked incredulous. She couldn't believe that Cheng Yuan had copied the homework, but that she had actually gotten the questions wrong.

But Zhao Lu was speechless at such a coincidence and kept giving Cheng Yuan meaningful glances.

Cheng Yuan said, "Teachers, I really didn't cheat. It's just a coincidence! If I had to give a reason, it would be that I have the same learning talent as Zhao Lu."

"You're still being stubborn!"

"Teacher Xu, if you don't believe me, you can test me on the points I've learned these past two weeks."

Liu Liuyan chimed in, believing that Cheng Yuan wouldn't cheat to get a perfect score. After all, his grades hadn't been great before, so what would he gain from cheating on a quiz without any prize money?

Cheng Yuan, who wouldn't do something without a profit motive, would never do such a thing.

Xu Hong still didn't believe it. He picked up the exam paper and asked directly:

"In what year did the digital space within the territory of the Great Eastern Kingdom first appear, and how was it ultimately suppressed?"

"In 2005, in the Rotten Wood Forest of Shennongjia, all the Digimon in the space were virus-type plant-type Digimon. There were a large number of Mushroommon, as well as mature virus-type plant-type Digimon—Rotten Woodmon, and even a Perfect-level Tree Spiritmon, also known as Zulimon. At that time, the Central Plains Theater of the Eastern Great Country dispatched tank units, together with the digital information units of neighboring provinces, to suppress the rioting cyberspace, and spent a year building a firewall to seal the space rift."

"Huh?" A hint of surprise appeared in Professor Xu Hong's eyes as he continued, "In what year and where did the largest digital space ever appear in the Eastern Kingdom? What was its scale?"

"In 2008, a super-large digital space called the Dragon Abyss appeared in Yanjiao, northeast of the capital. To this day, the Dragon Abyss remains the most dangerous digital space in the Eastern Kingdom. Dragon-shaped Digimon, symbolizing violence and power, roam within it. The spatial rift has not been completely sealed, and it is currently guarded and suppressed by the Digimon Legion of the Tamers Association."

In which year did the digital crisis have the greatest impact on the vast East Asian nation in history?

"In 2015, Hell Beasts invaded, secretly developing through the real-world data network and attempting to breach the military firewall to steal control of forbidden weapons, paralyzing the national digital network. Although the Hell Beasts were eventually defeated, the national network was destroyed, leading to an economic recession that took three years to recover."

The others were dumbfounded as they watched Cheng Yuan answer fluently.

A poor student? I just haven't put in the effort yet.

Cheng Yuan looked at Xu Hong and Liu Liuyan with confidence.

"Alright, I'll believe you for now." Xu Hong sized up Cheng Yuan.

"Alright, alright," Liu Liuyan said with a smile, smoothing things over and lightly dismissing the cheating incident. "From now on, the three of you need to help each other. Xue Qian, strengthen your Digimon training; Cheng Yuan, continue to improve your academic subjects; Zhao Lu..." She paused, "...keep it up! Strive to get into the Beast Tamer University. I have high hopes for you all."

The three of them are the hope of Class 18.

After making her presence known, Liu Liuyan let the three of them go back to the classroom, feeling satisfied.

During the afternoon training session, Xu Xin announced some major news.

"Assemble!" Xu Xin's voice was like a whip lashing across the training ground, and all the trainees immediately stood up straight.

His sharp gaze swept over the smug man, and then overheard his cold, mocking smile.

"This afternoon's test will be a live-action battle!"

Chapter 33 I'm Going to Fight Nine

The previous battles proceeded in an orderly manner. Xu Xin paired up students of similar strength and watched the battles carefully, providing comments and suggestions for each one.

While watching the battle, Cheng Yuan rubbed the little dog's head. The attribute points he had recently spent had greatly increased the little guy's strength, and he was now confident that he could take on anyone here one-on-one.

"Cheng Yuan, step forward!" When only ten people remained, Xu Xin suddenly called out Cheng Yuan to step forward.

The remaining ten are all students who have performed the best recently, including familiar faces such as Kang Zhaodi, Zhao Lu, Wang Wei, and Luo Wanning.

Xu Xin glanced at the confident Cheng Yuan and announced the rules of the battle: "Next, you students have all made rapid progress recently, so the rules need to be changed. Hmm, let's change it to a one-on-one battle with the class representative."

"A one-on-one fight?" Cheng Yuan was not afraid at all; he believed he could win.

"It's nine of you, one against the class representative."

"What?" Cheng Yuan was dumbfounded. "Teacher Xu, are you sure you didn't make a mistake? I'm going to take on the whole group by myself?"

“That’s right,” Xu Xin revealed a devilish smile, “You’re fighting all nine of them by yourself.”

The training ground erupted into chaos.

Kang Zhao excitedly cracked his knuckles, making a "crackling" sound. Zhao Lu pushed up her glasses, while Wang Wei revealed a malicious smile; they all looked impatient.

"This isn't fair!" Cheng Yuan protested. "Nine of them ganged up on me, isn't that bullying?"

“What’s fair or unfair on the battlefield?” Xu Xin patted his shoulder, so hard that he stumbled. “Stop holding back, show your cards. If you can’t last 10 minutes,” he paused deliberately, “you won’t need to come to class next week.”

Cheng Yuan pursed his lips. Teacher Xu was determined to mold his recently arrogant attitude.

"Alright...ten minutes." Cheng Yuan took a deep breath and held the little dog beast in front of him. "Let them see what real power is—if I can't afford to mess with them, can't I at least avoid them!"

"Woof!" The little dog proudly raised its tail.

The whistle blew, and nine Digimon pounced at once, creating a scene reminiscent of a zoo riot.

The pangolin burrowed into the ground and charged forward, kicking up a cloud of dust; the gear-like beast's flying saws buzzed; the hedgehog's bristles rained down like a storm... The scene was chaotic for a moment.

"Holy Light Balls!" Cheng Yuan shouted, and five orbs of light flew out from the chest of the little dog beast, drawing graceful arcs in the air as they attacked the five targets respectively.

"Holy crap, so many!"

Several Digimon were pushing and shoving forward, unable to move, and were caught off guard and hit squarely.