Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

The singing competition took place at 7:30 pm, and the playground was brightly lit.

Each company formed a square formation, with the open space in the middle serving as the "battlefield."

The two companies sang songs at each other, and whoever sang the loudest won.

The instructors stood in front of their respective formations, holding whistles, their expressions as serious as if they were about to go to war.

The 12th Company's opponent is the 11th Company, from the Department of Art and Design.

Sun Jianguo stood at the front of the group, hands on his hips: "Tonight's singing competition, is anyone willing to volunteer to lead the singing?"

No one said a word. Zhang Wei looked down at his toes, while Li Mo pushed up his glasses, pretending not to hear.

The others were all cowards, wishing they could bury their faces in the ground.

Sun Jianguo's gaze swept around the room, finally landing on Lin Feng: "You, come out here. I see you're quite popular with women, so I'll give you a chance to show off."

Lin Feng rolled his eyes inwardly, thinking to himself, "Well, thank you so much."

Song Yan, Liu Jiaqi, and the others covered their mouths and chuckled.

Zhang Meng smirked and muttered under his breath, "Serves you right for showing off."

Lin Feng stepped out of the ranks. All eyes in the company fell on him, and the 11th and 13th companies on either side also looked over.

Shen Yutong stood in the opposite formation, holding a notebook in her hand, the pen tip resting on the paper.

Sun Jianguo asked, "Do you know how to sing 'Unity is Strength'?"

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Lin Feng took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

"Unity is strength—ready, sing!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was quite penetrating, carrying a calm and confident quality.

The whole company sang along with his rhythm, and their voices gradually became more unified and loud, starting from being uneven at first.

The 11th team wasn't to be outdone. Their lead singer was a girl with a high-pitched voice, and her high notes were a bit weak, but the overall effect was still good. The two sides went back and forth, with one wave of sound overwhelming the other.

Finally, Sun Jianguo waved his hand, and the Twelfth Company stopped. The opposing team also stopped.

There was a two-second silence on the playground. The referee and instructor raised their hand and pointed to the 12th Company.

"Twelve consecutive wins"

The whole company cheered.

Zhang Wei jumped up from the ground and grabbed Li Mo, who was standing next to him. Li Mo's glasses were bent crooked from being squeezed so tightly that he reached out to straighten them.

Shen Yutong was in the opposite formation, her pen moving rapidly. She drew a silhouette of a person waving their arms on her notebook; the lines were simple, but the spirit was captured perfectly.

During the break, a girl dressed casually walked over.

She wore a dark blue dress, her hair draped over her shoulders, light makeup, and high heels, her gait alluring.

She stood out among a group of freshmen in camouflage uniforms—she wasn't in military training, but her presence on the training ground drew attention.

Several instructors nodded when they saw her, clearly recognizing her.

She walked straight to the 12th Company, glanced around, and her gaze landed on Lin Feng.

"Were you the lead singer just now?"

Lin Feng stood up: "It's me."

The girl handed over a business card with the words "Beijing University of Technology Student Union" printed on it, and her name in the middle—Su Wanqing, Minister of the Arts and Literature Department.

"Junior, School of Humanities." Su Wanqing's tone was unhurried, as if she were chatting with an acquaintance.

"You sing well. Would you be interested in participating in the campus singing competition? It's organized by the Student Union's Arts Department."

Lin Feng took the business card, glanced at it, and put it in his pocket: "We'll see."

Su Wanqing took out her phone again. "Could we add each other on QQ? I can let you know if there are any events in the Literature and Art Department."

Raymond Lam also took out his phone and added them.

Su Wanqing's QQ profile picture is a photo of herself, in profile, with the school's ginkgo trees in the background.

The signature reads "Life is like a summer flower".

"You have great leadership qualities," Su Wanqing said, looking at him. "The student council welcomes you."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Thank you, I'll consider it."

Su Wanqing nodded, turned and left.

As she passed the Eleventh Company, Shen Yutong glanced up at her, then looked down and continued drawing.

Zhang Wei leaned closer, his eyes wide open:

"Damn, Su Wanqing, the most popular girl in our school, her family runs a business, she's beautiful but doesn't have a boyfriend."

Li Mo, standing nearby, said, "What's it to you?"

Zhang Wei proudly declared, "I'll be Brother Feng's advisor. Is that not allowed?"

Zhao Meng saw Su Wanqing looking for Lin Feng at the Thirteenth Company and his expression turned sour.

He said a few words to the person next to him, then stood up and shouted towards the 12th Company: "Lin Feng!"

Lin Feng turned his head.

Zhao Meng walked to the open space between the 12th and 13th companies, and everyone around him looked over.

"What does Senior Su want with you?"

"About singing."

"What's so special about finding someone to sing a song? Those student council guys are all about connections."

Lin Feng didn't reply. Zhao Meng took two steps forward, his voice not loud but loud enough for everyone around to hear: "Military training is over. Dare to play a basketball game with me? If you lose, just call me 'brother'."

This was a blatant provocation of Lin Feng in front of all the new students. If he didn't accept it, he would definitely be labeled a coward.

Even if he says he can't play basketball, it will be taken as an excuse for not daring to accept the challenge.

That's human nature; people will always choose to stand on the side of the strong.

There was a moment of silence, then a burst of discussion erupted.

"Zhao Meng is a sports student, isn't this bullying?"

"There's probably some past grudge, and Zhao Meng is deliberately making trouble for him."

"This pretty boy is always surrounded by so many beautiful girls. He's probably going to disappoint them this time."

"It'll be good to deflate his arrogance and let the girls know that pretty boys are useless, hahaha..."

There were all sorts of opinions around, but almost all the boys were on Zhao Meng's side.

Zhang Wei rolled up his sleeves, ready to speak, but Lin Feng stopped him.

Lin Feng said calmly, "Okay."

Zhao Meng was taken aback, clearly not expecting him to agree so readily. He nodded. "Very good. You're a man after all. See you on the court."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Su Wanqing hadn't gone far when she heard the commotion. She turned around, glanced at it, and shook her head with a smile.

Li Mo pushed up his glasses: "Are you confident?"

Lin Feng smiled faintly and said, "No."

Zhang Wei exclaimed, "Damn! I thought you were not only a great soccer player, but also a basketball pro! You agreed so readily if you weren't confident?"

Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, let's have fun! At worst, I'll just call him 'brother,' it's not like I'll lose anything, it's better than being a coward, right?"

Li Mo nodded: "You seem to have a pretty good attitude towards things."

As Lin Feng walked back, he said, "Hehe, just think of it as teasing a kid. I haven't played basketball in a long time, and my hands are itching."

Looking at Lin Feng's back, Li Mo suddenly felt that his mentality was not like that of someone his age.

Back in his dorm that evening, Zhang Wei was still excited:

"Brother Feng, you were awesome today! You won the singing contest, and Senior Sister Su even added you on QQ."

Lin Feng patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, once we add her on QQ, she won't run away. But you can't be too proactive with this kind of girl; you have to wait for the right time, place, and circumstances."

Zhang Wei was stunned. "Holy crap! Brother Feng, you're really something! Teach me a few moves sometime!"

Raymond Lam laughed and said, "It's a pity you'll never see my most flamboyant side."

Once the topic came up, Zhang Wei got excited. "Brother Feng, do you always use your mouth?"

"I have to use it; it would be a disservice to my mouth not to!"

Zhang Wei then asked, "Have you ever encountered anything that smelled particularly bad?"

Lin Feng shook his head. "Not yet."

He was referring to this life; in his previous life, he had actually encountered someone with an extremely foul odor—a client of his. The stench almost made him vomit.

The two talked more and more lewdly, and Li Mo simply put on his MP3 headphones, afraid of polluting his ears.

After taking a shower, Lin Feng leaned against the bed and turned on his phone.

Shen Yutong sent a QQ message, which contained no text, only a photo.

A panoramic view of Raymond Lam leading the singing on the playground. The lights shine on him, blurring the faces of everyone else, but he is the only one who is clearly visible.

The photo is very well taken. The lighting and angle are perfect; it doesn't look like a casual shot, but rather like you waited a long time before pressing the shutter.

Raymond Lam replied: "This one is better than the one from this afternoon."

Half a minute later, Shen Yutong replied, "Deleted that one."

The second chapter of "Trying to Cover Up Only Makes It More Obvious".

Lin Feng put his phone under his pillow and closed his eyes.

There are still twelve days left in military training.