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Early in the morning.

The apartment building in a mid-range residential complex in Chaoyang District is filled with the warm, sweet aroma of oatmeal.

Wang Ye stood in front of the full-length mirror in the master bedroom and slowly put on a loose, dark gray sweatshirt.

Deep inside the bed, the silk quilt was tightly wrapped in a ball.

Zhou Muzhi revealed a pair of smooth, fair shoulders, her dark hair spread out on the pillowcase.

The ripe woman's eyelids trembled slightly, and her cheeks were flushed.

Recalling the absurd scene last night when that little rascal forced her to change into that purple high-slit cheongsam and check the details of the lesson plan on the desk in the study, she was so ashamed that her toes curled up.

"Wang Ye..."

Zhou Muzhi's voice was slightly hoarse, carrying a hint of languor and coquettishness.

"Your major class is at 8:30 this morning. Professor Yan Keji even tagged you in the group chat yesterday. You'd better hurry up and go."

Wang Ye turned around and strode to the edge of the bed to sit down.

"Pack your things, I'll drive you to school this morning."

"And let those single male teachers in the School of Media Studies see what it means to be taken."

Zhou Muzhi was both angry and amused. She stretched out her long, slender, white arm from under the covers and pinched his arm.

"If you dare to park illegally in front of the administration building, I'll write your name on the entire hospital's disciplinary notice right here and now!"

Although he scolded her, the woman's eyes couldn't hide the sense of security and dependence she showed.

……

Twenty minutes later.

The Aston Martin DBS slowly drove out of the community gate.

Zhou Muzhi changed into a beige turtleneck cashmere sweater, paired with a light gray slit pencil skirt.

Her plump, long legs were encased in flesh-colored, ultra-thin stockings, and she wore a pair of beige low-heeled shoes.

In the passenger seat, she held a coconut latte with no ice and half sugar, her profile showing gentleness and intellect.

"Wang Ye, just park the car in the ginkgo grove by the back gate, whatever you do, don't drive towards the main entrance of the administration building."

The car slid to a quiet corner by the back door and came to a stop.

Wang Ye unlocked the central locking system.

Zhou Muzhi straightened the hem of her trench coat and was about to push open the door when Wang Ye stretched out his long arm and grabbed her slender, soft wrist.

Zhou Muzhi turned around, and her lips had just parted slightly when Wang Ye turned his head and blocked hers.

The rich aroma of latte mingled with the woman's pleasant camellia scent, swirling between the lips and teeth.

After kissing for a full half minute, Zhou Muzhi, slightly panting, pushed away his chest, her eyes glistening with tears.

"You little rascal...you've smeared all your lipstick off..."

Wang Ye pulled out a wet wipe and handed it to her, his expression nonchalant.

"Teacher Zhou, take care. If you don't have classes this afternoon, please prepare some tea for me in your office."

Zhou Muzhi glared at him, grabbed her purse, quickly got out of the car, and slipped into the tree-lined path in her high heels.

Wang Ye smacked his lips as he watched the graceful figure swaying in the distance.

"Smooth, fucking smooth."

I stepped on the gas and parked the car in the underground parking garage of the training building.

……

Two classes on film scripts and audiovisual language in the morning.

On the podium, Professor Yan Keji, with his white hair, was speaking with great enthusiasm.

Ever since the old man learned that Wang Ye had become the school's executive director and starred in the wildly popular drama "The Storm," the way he looked at Wang Ye from the podium was no different from how he looked at his ancestor.

As soon as Wang Ye coughed, the old man would immediately stop writing on the blackboard and ask with concern if he wanted to open the window for ventilation.

Zhou Xiaomeng and several boys sitting in the back row were so envious that their eyes turned red.

"Brother Qiang, is this the prestige of being a school board member?"

"Yan Yanwang usually checks attendance so strictly that he deducts five points for even a second's delay, but today you slept on your desk for forty minutes, and he didn't even care!"

The boy in my class had an abstract expression that said, "I'm already numb."

Wang Ye stretched out a big yawn.

"That's what you call vision."

"Alright, stop praising me. Pack your things and leave get out of class."

Wang Ye picked up his backpack and strode towards the back door of the classroom.

He had just stepped out of the fire escape door at the corner of the second floor, before he could even take out his phone to scroll through short videos.

Two strikingly tall and slender figures stepped out from behind the pillars of the horizontal corridor and stood in the middle of the road.

It was Yu Hongyao, the president of the music club, and Luo Ning, the vice president.

The two of them were dressed in a very visually striking way today.

Yu Hongyao, walking on the left, was wearing a crescent-white, high-necked, heavy silk cheongsam.

Her black hair was tied back with a translucent white jade hairpin, with a few stray strands hanging down her graceful swan neck.

Her phoenix eyes held a cool and aloof air, and her classical and gentle features were mixed with a sense of untamed arrogance.

Standing next to her, Luo Ning, on the other hand, had a completely opposite punk-sweet-wild style.

A loose-fitting, short, ripped black leather jacket, worn over a tiny gray sports bra.

Her lower body was covered by a pair of low-waisted, tight-fitting ripped jeans, which perfectly hugged her two straight and strong long legs.

Large silver metal earrings swayed in her short hair as she chewed strawberry bubblegum.

"Hey, Mr. Wang, you're pretty punctual for the end of get out of class."

Luo Ning blew a pink bubble, crossed her arms, and held her chin high.

Wang Ye stopped and glanced at the two women.

A classic, elegant female lead, and a punk wildcat.

This setup, when placed in the corridor, stunned dozens of students passing by after class.

"President Yu, Vice President Luo, why are you setting up this ambush in broad daylight? Are you planning to collect protection money?"

Wang Ye put one hand in his pocket, speaking in a playful tone.

Yu Hongyao took a slight breath, and a light pink blush appeared on her ears.

Although she was aloof and proud, her aura was instantly overwhelmed by Wang Ye, a man with extraordinary songwriting talent and the largest board member in the entire school.

"Wang Ye, this place is crowded and chaotic."

Yu Hongyao has a clear and pleasant voice.

"Could we talk for a few minutes in the music club's private room on the fifth floor? We have something very important we'd like you to help us with."

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow.

"Important matter?"

"Alright, since these two beautiful ladies are personally standing guard to greet us, lead the way."

……

Five minutes later.

The fifth floor of the Media Training Building houses the core rehearsal hall for the Music Club.

The entire room is over 200 square meters, and the walls are covered with expensive pure black sound-absorbing cotton.

In the corner of the room, a nine-foot Steinway grand piano, a complete set of Marshall tube amps, and a bright red, handcrafted jazz drum set are neatly arranged.

Luo Ning slammed the heavy soundproof door shut with his other hand, locking it with a click.

Wang Ye sat down on a high-legged round leather stool, his long legs on the footrest, his gaze falling on the tight waistline of Yu Hongyao's cheongsam.

"Tell me, you two talented ladies, what tough problem couldn't even your music club solve?"

Yu Hongyao walked to the instrument stand, her slender, pale fingers lightly brushing the strings, a hint of weariness and helplessness in her eyes.

Next Friday is the 20th anniversary celebration gala of Kede College.

"The Party Committee and the Board of Directors of the College issued a strict order, requiring the Music Club to create an original theme song for the school's anniversary celebration that could both embody the youthful passion of university students and showcase their indomitable spirit."

Luo Ning pulled out a chair, sat back, rested her chin on the back of the chair, and irritably rubbed her short hair.

"Don't even mention it, it's torture!"

"Hongyao stayed up for four whole nights to write three pieces that blend ancient Chinese style with folk music and symphony."

"Those old fogies in the school's publicity department either complained that the intro was too dull and lacked youthful energy, or that the lyrics were too profound and out of touch with student life!"

"Yesterday afternoon, another version of pop punk was sent over, and the leaders in the administration office actually said it was 'as noisy as a tractor' and rejected it on the spot!"

Luo Ning was so anxious that he gritted his teeth.

"Only seven days left until the school anniversary gala!"

"If we can't produce a satisfactory piece, not only will our music club's chances of winning awards this year be completely ruined, but we'll also become a laughingstock in front of the entire school!"

Yu Hongyao turned around, her clear, spring-like eyes staring straight at Wang Ye.

The woman, who was usually as aloof as a lotus flower on a snowy mountain, now had her chin slightly raised, and her eyes were filled with an almost pleading expectation.

"Wang Ye, our club has analyzed your performances of 'Sunny Day' at the welcome party and 'As You Wish' on National Day hundreds of times."

"Looking at the entire school, and even the entire entertainment industry in China, only you can save the day in terms of songwriting and composition."

After hearing this, Wang Ye didn't show any excitement as a savior; instead, he rolled his eyes.

"After all that, it turns out we're just working for the school leaders for free."

"I'm naturally lazy and I hate assigned essays. Composing a song within seven days is exhausting for my brain cells."

"No, no, you should find someone else."

After saying that, Wang Ye pretended to get up and go to turn the doorknob.

"Wait! Don't go!"

Luo Ning got anxious, took a long stride and blocked the way by pressing himself against the door.

The hem of the leather jacket was pulled up, revealing the fair and tender lines of her waist and abdomen to Wang Ye without any concealment.

"Wang Ye, please don't be so heartless!"

Luo Ning reached out and grabbed the sleeve of his hoodie, her chest heaving violently.

"If you're willing to help us write this song, Hongyao and I... will grant you one request!"

Wang Ye stopped and looked back and forth between the two women with a playful gaze.

"One request?"

"Vice President Luo, we're all adults, think before you speak."

"Any request is fine?"

Luo Ning felt her whole body go numb from his burning gaze, her ears turning bright red, but she stubbornly refused to admit it.

"Yes! As long as it doesn't violate laws, regulations, or public order and morals, we'll accept any request!"

"Even... even if it means I have to wear black stockings and a leather skirt and dance heavy metal for you all night, I'll do it!"

Wang Ye chuckled.

"Senior Luo, you've got a pretty good plan. You call that keeping your promise? You're clearly just taking advantage of me."

Yu Hongyao, standing next to her, blushed even more, her face as red as ripe ruby.

Her delicate body beneath the cheongsam tensed slightly.

She gritted her teeth, met Wang Ye's gaze, and spoke in a low voice, yet with the desperate resolve of a classical beauty.

"What Luo Ning said represents the music club's commitment, and I accept that."

"As long as Wang Ye can produce a masterpiece to turn the tide at the school anniversary celebration, Hongyao will not refuse, no matter the conditions."

The moment the two women finished speaking!

Deep within Wang Ye's mind, the system's cold, electronic notification suddenly exploded!

【Ding! 】

[A major campus reputation event has been detected: the 20th Anniversary Celebration of Kede Academy!]

[Main Quest Triggered: A Resounding Victory, A Single Man Turns the Tide!]

[Task Description: Create and lead your team to perform a groundbreaking, spectacular closing act at the school anniversary gala, stunning the entire audience and igniting a powerful emotional response from the entire school!]

[Task Rewards: 1 Mystery Blind Box, 3000 Godly Coins from the Godly Coin Shop!]

Wang Ye's heart stirred slightly.

Mystery blind boxes?

Three thousand Godly Coins?

This isn't writing a school song; it's clearly the system lining up to force-feed him hard currency!

Now look at these two stunning school beauties with distinct styles.

One is aloof and gentle, the other wild and untamed; at this moment, they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, signing a pledge.

It would be an absolute injustice not to take this order.

Wang Ye turned around, leaned back on the bar stool, crossed his arms, and smiled.

"OK."

"Since you two seniors are so sincere, then I'll accept this offer."

Yu Hongyao's beautiful eyes lit up suddenly, and she took half a step forward in surprise.

"Really?! What direction are you planning to write about? How many days do you need to submit your manuscript? Our entire club will be available 24/7 to assist you with auditions!"

Wang Ye waved his hand, his expression as calm as if he were inspecting tofu at a market.

"In just a few days."

"I already have the song in my head."

"For a rock style, you need a full electric band on stage to play with me."

Wang Ye's gaze fell on Luo Ning.

"Luoning, come on bass."

He then turned to look at Yu Hongyao.

"President Yu, you'll be on the synthesizer keyboard, and you'll also be responsible for the high notes and harmonies in the second chorus."

"For the remaining guitarists and drummers, pick two of the most solidly skilled guys from your club."

The two women were completely dumbfounded.

You already have it in your mind?!

Is this some kind of business buying cabbage? Just spouting off like that?!

Luo Ning blinked blankly.

"Wang Ye...you're not kidding us, are you? There's not even sheet music, how are we supposed to rehearse?"

Wang Ye snapped his fingers.

"I will send the full score and individual track accompaniment to your email at 8 PM tonight."

"Go back and practice your fingering until you're proficient. We'll start rehearsals tomorrow morning."

"Also, remember what you just said."

Wang Ye leaned down, his tall shadow instantly enveloping Yu Hongyao, his nose almost touching the soft strands of hair on her forehead.

"It's my fault for messing up the performance."

"If you deliver a stellar performance, my two senior classmates... get ready to keep your promise."

Yu Hongyao's breathing became erratic, and she lowered her eyes, unable to look directly into his oppressive gaze.

"A promise is a promise, and I will never go back on my word."

Wang Ye laughed loudly, opened the door, and strode out.

……

Stepping out of the building, Wang Ye climbed into the driver's seat of the Aston Martin DBS.

He closed the car door, a thought flashing through his mind.

"System, open the Godly Rich Shop interface."

A pale blue shopping mall panel lay flat in front of my retina.

Wang Ye continuously refreshed the Godly Rich Mall.

After refreshing the page six or seven times, I finally found a song that I was relatively satisfied with.

Wang Ye's gaze lingered on the third line!

[A Parallel World's Legendary Rock Anthem - "Chasing Dreams with a Pure Heart" (Includes complete score, master tapes of all instruments, and top-tier arranged audio project files)]

Price: 1000 Godly Coins

That's it!

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