Huayu: Starting with binding the front desk

After evening self-study ended, Wang Zhe stayed behind to do his duty with the other students on duty.

As luck would have it, Zhang Jingyi was on duty today.

With the five students on duty and Wang Zhe, the six of them worked quickly and efficiently, and soon the classroom was clean.

This time it was Zhang Jingyi's turn to take out the trash. Wang Zhe saw that she was carrying the trash can by herself and that none of the other classmates were willing to help, so he followed her.

"I'll go with you, it's really dark outside."

Zhang Jingyi paused for a moment, hesitated, and then nodded: "Okay."

Wang Zhe simply reached out and took the trash can, saying, "I'll take it."

Without waiting for her reaction, he picked up the trash can and walked ahead.

Zhang Jingyi followed silently behind him, watching his tall, slender figure. After a moment of silence, she slowly asked, "Wang Zhe, how are your preparations for tomorrow's song going?"

Wang Zhe paused, then turned around with a blank expression.

What song?

Although I have been reborn, many of my memories don't match up.

"Huh? What? What are you preparing?"

Seeing his bewildered and clueless expression, Zhang Jingyi sighed helplessly, "Are you alright? You seem a bit strange today, are you sick?"

Wang Zhe realized that she might be behaving strangely today, unlike the Wang Zhe she remembered.

He quickly tried to brush it off, saying, "Ah...why, you look unusually handsome today?"

Zhang Jingyi pouted in annoyance: "Fine, still as cheeky as ever."

  

She paused, then looked at Wang Zhe with a scrutinizing gaze: "So, what do you need my help with? You're being so kind today, offering to take out the trash for me."

Wang Zhe held a trash can in one hand and covered his chest with the other, looking heartbroken.

"Look at what you're saying! Is that how you see me? Is our friendship so fragile?"

Zhang Jingyi was amused by his exaggerated appearance.

Looking at his ever-smiling face, her doubts lessened slightly—he was still the familiar Wang Zhe.

"You really don't need my help?"

"no."

Wang Zhe shook his head, then remembered what she had just mentioned and asked, "By the way, what exactly was this singing thing you were talking about?"

Zhang Jingyi stopped and looked at him with an expression as if he were an idiot.

"Wang Zhe, are you really stupid? You've forgotten all about this?"

Wang Zhe smiled awkwardly and shamelessly urged, "Tell me quickly, I really forgot, my dear classmate in front of me."

Zhang Jingyi couldn't help but start lecturing: "You're about to go to high school, can you stop thinking about all this nonsense all the time? We're not even adults yet, and besides, the teachers don't allow it early..."

She suddenly realized she had said too much and quickly stopped.

Wang Zhe immediately seized on this opening, and leaned closer with a mischievous grin: "What does the teacher forbid?"

"Mind your own business!" Zhang Jingyi said, both embarrassed and annoyed, her ears turning red.

She quickly changed the subject and told him everything about the campus radio station.

It turns out that the senior high school students will be taking the college entrance examination soon.

The school assigned their class to be in charge of a special campus radio program to cheer on students taking the college entrance examination.

Wang Zhe, as the president of the school's junior high school music club, was assigned to sing a song on the radio.

After the two of them took out the trash and returned to the classroom, all the other students had already left, and the entire school building was quiet.

Wang Zhe turned off the classroom lights, and the corridor immediately went dark, with only a few dim streetlights in the distance.

"Let's go back to the dorm."

The two walked side by side on the campus path back to their dormitory.

The night was slightly cool, and the starry sky overhead was exceptionally clear.

Zhang Jingyi looked up at the starry sky and suddenly sighed softly, "Wang Zhe, the night sky is so beautiful tonight."

She walked ahead, skipping and hopping, her ponytail swaying over her shoulder.

Looking at her profile as she looked up at the stars, Wang Zhe suddenly blurted out, "Hmm, do you like it? I'll pluck a star from the sky and give it to you someday."

He was stunned for a moment as soon as he said it.

Zhang Jingyi suddenly turned her head.

The two locked eyes.

Time seemed to have been paused at that moment, and even the evening breeze stopped blowing.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Finally, Zhang Jingyi broke the silence first. Her voice was somewhat flustered, and her gaze darted forward, "You should think about what song you want to sing tomorrow."

She quickened her pace, pointing to the girls' dormitory building that was just a stone's throw away. "Okay, I'm here. You should head back too, the dorm supervisor is about to close."

After saying that, she ran into the dormitory building without looking back.

Wang Zhe stood there, watching the flustered figure disappear into the stairwell, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

He turned and walked towards the boys' dormitory building, feeling inexplicably good.

Just then—

"Ding, a bindable object has been detected. Bind?"

A cold, electronic voice suddenly rang in my mind.

Wang Zhe paused, then became somewhat excited.

Is this... the system has arrived?

"Bind." He muttered to himself, quickening his pace, eager to fly back to his dorm and thoroughly study this belated system.

In his excitement, he began to hum a song as he walked:

"I will take all my desires with me and go to farther places~"

"Like fireflies and moonlight illuminating each other~"

Rebirth and the system made Wang Zhe feel that he had the potential to be an emperor, and that his future was promising!

Meanwhile, at a window on the third floor of the girls' dormitory.

Zhang Jingyi leaned against the windowsill, her gaze following the figure receding into the night, and murmured, "Coward, he's clearly afraid of the dark himself, but he still brought me back first."

"Jingyi, what are you looking at? Hurry up and wash up, the lights are about to go out."

She looked back and saw that it was Squad Leader Liu reminding her.

Suddenly, the question of whether Wang Zhe should choose Zhang or Liu during the day popped into her mind again, and she felt inexplicably happy.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

"Jingyi, are you in a relationship? You're smiling so happily!"

"Really? I don't think so!"

"Then why do you smile so sweetly?"

……

In the boys' dormitory, Wang Zhe finished washing up and roughly figured out the system's functions.

After the lights were turned off, he lay on the top bunk, closed his eyes, and a semi-transparent system panel appeared in his mind.

【Top-Tier Star Contract】

Function: The host can actively bind to female celebrities in the industry (including future rising stars).

Receive corresponding rewards based on the favorability rating of the bound object.

Currently available binding targets: 1 (the next binding target can be unlocked when the affinity of the bound target is increased to 80 or above).

Current bound object: Zhang Jingyi (Xiaohua's growth form)

Current affection level: 47 (Familiar, unrequited love)

Rewards: S-rank in music arrangement and guitar skills (whether to claim)

Wang Zhe did not hesitate and immediately chose to receive it.

The instant I confirmed it, a flood of knowledge about music arrangement rushed into my mind, only to quickly settle and return to its place, as if it were innate.

In his previous life, he was a musical actor. Although he wasn't an expert in music arrangement, he was familiar with it quite well.

But his S-level arrangement skills directly elevated his understanding of music to another dimension—the chord progressions, instrumentation, and structure of every song he had heard in his previous life were now as clear in his mind as an open sheet of music. He knew exactly which instrument should be used where and how much force should be applied where.

As for the S-level guitar ability, I can't really feel anything for it right now; I'll have to hold the guitar in my hands tomorrow to verify it.

Wang Zhe re-examined the names and rewards on the system panel and understood the development direction of this system—the entertainment industry.

Will I become a top star?

He stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Compared to the path of cultivating the musical theater stage in my previous life, this path seems much more interesting.

However... thinking of his parents, the smile on his lips disappeared.

Oh well, I'll be going home for vacation in a few days anyway, I'll figure it out then.

He turned over, pulled the blanket up a bit, thought about the song he would be singing tomorrow, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.