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Tuesday at 6 PM.

As Wang Ye stepped out of the gate, he bumped into Yu Hongyao and Luo Ning, who were walking side by side.

The two women were dressed particularly eye-catching today.

Yu Hongyao, walking on the left, had changed into a moon-white modified cheongsam, with a smoky gray woolen short coat over it.

The slit on the side of the cheongsam was just right, making her long legs particularly eye-catching with every step.

Her black hair was pinned up at the back of her head with a plain silver hairpin, with a few stray strands falling beside her long, smooth neck, giving her an aloof and otherworldly air.

On the right, Luo Ning takes a completely opposite, wild approach.

A short, tight-fitting black leather jacket, worn over a gray tight-fitting camisole, accentuating the curves of her breasts.

Below, she wore a pair of tight-fitting low-waisted denim shorts, paired with over-the-knee black leather boots.

Her short hair was tousled and messy, and she was chewing blueberry-flavored gum.

Luo Ning was the first to stop, put his hands in his leather jacket pockets, and raised his chin high.

"Wang, the school board chairman, you're taking way too long to leave get out of class."

"Hongyao and I stood here in the cold for half an hour; the soles of our feet were practically frozen."

Wang Ye gripped the backpack strap with one hand and raised an eyebrow.

"Serves you right for getting cold."

"Wearing shorts with bare legs in the dead of winter, people who don't know you would think you just fled from a famine."

"What's wrong, Vice President Luo? Looking for a fight again?"

Luo Ning spat out the bubble gum in her mouth, crossed her arms over her chest, and her curves became even more pronounced.

"Spar with me? I don't have time to fight you today."

"Your performance of 'Chasing Dreams with a Pure Heart' at last week's school anniversary gala was a huge success. The whole school is now talking about the legend of our music club."

"Hongyao and I have always been clear about our differences. I'd like to treat you to a big meal. The place is all booked: the most upscale Cantonese restaurant in the city center, Black Pearl. I'll be paying for everything by card."

Wang Ye replied with a smile:

"A dinner invitation?"

"Why didn't you say so earlier? My stomach is so empty today that I could run a horse around in it."

"Someone is willing to be a sucker; why not take advantage of it?"

Luo Ning's lips twitched twice: "Wang Ye, shouldn't you be a little more polite?"

Wang Ye shook his head: "Sorry, I'm not one to play games."

Yu Hongyao stood to the side, a beautiful smile curving her lips slightly.

She carried a black, soft-sided guitar case and said in a clear, gentle voice, "Let's go."

Wang Ye's gaze fell on the guitar case in her hand.

"Why bring a guitar when you're just going out for a casual meal? Are you planning to busk at the restaurant to earn money for your meal?"

Yu Hongyao's cheeks flushed slightly.

"After I finish eating, I want to go sing karaoke, so I'll bring them along."

……

Half an hour later, at a private Cantonese restaurant in Dongcheng District, hidden deep in a brick alley, a Black Pearl two-star restaurant.

The private room was covered with a thick wool carpet, and a mahogany round table was placed in the center.

The heating was on full blast, and the air was filled with the refreshing aroma of Longjing tea.

The three people took off their coats and sat down.

After taking off her short coat, Yu Hongyao's moon-white cheongsam perfectly showcased her amazing waist-to-hip ratio.

Her waist was so slender that you could wrap your hand around it; she was full and upright, and her whole being exuded the dignified and noble air of a classical lady from a prominent family.

Luo Ning across from her took off her leather jacket, leaving her in only a tiny, tight-fitting tank top.

Her delicate collarbones were clearly defined, swaying with her breath, dazzling the eye.

Wang Ye sat in the middle, looking left and right, then reached out and picked up a celadon teacup on the table and took a sip.

"This private room is indeed stylish."

"But Senior Luo, aren't you worried that if the staff comes in dressed so scantily, they'll think you've wandered into the wrong gym?"

Luo Ning rolled her eyes at him, grabbed the menu, and ordered six or seven signature dishes in one go.

"Don't you understand the concept of freedom of dress, Mr. Wang?"

"I spend every day in the rehearsal room swinging the bass drum and playing bass. I've got such a great figure, why wouldn't I show it off and let the mosquitoes feed me during the New Year?"

"Eat your fill today! Crispy roast pigeon, steamed grouper, black truffle abalone rice—all you can eat!"

The dishes were served quickly and in a continuous stream.

The roasted pigeon, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, was steaming hot, with juices dripping down your fingertips.

Wang Ye didn't stand on ceremony at all. He grabbed a pigeon leg and tore off a big bite of meat, eating without any restraint.

Yu Hongyao picked up the serving chopsticks, carefully placed a piece of the tenderest grouper meat on the bone plate in front of Wang Ye.

"Thank you so much for that song last week."

"The leaders of the Publicity Department and the Office of the Academy specially approved a special equipment subsidy of 200,000 yuan for the Music Club today, and also replaced our equipment with a complete set of top-of-the-line mixing consoles."

"Without your lyrics and music, our music club would probably have its activity budget cut this time."

Wang Ye swallowed the meat in his mouth and waved his hand.

It's simply a win-win situation.

Luo Ning brought her teacup closer, blinking her big eyes.

"Wang Ye, what's wrong with your brain?"

"He perfectly captures the first love and campus vibe in 'Sunny Day,' while his passionate rock song 'Chasing Dreams' can blow people's minds away."

"Have you secretly dated dozens of girlfriends behind everyone's back, and experienced countless life-or-death situations?"

Wang Ye put down his chopsticks and nodded solemnly.

"That's right, you guessed it."

"I started wandering the world at the age of eight, and have seen all kinds of beauties. The number of girlfriends I've dated could stretch from Kede College to Shanhaiguan."

"Besides money, all I have left are stories of hardship."

Luo Ning immediately spat out the tea in his mouth.

"I don't believe you for a second!"

"You were wandering the world at eight years old? You probably hadn't even memorized the multiplication tables by then!"

"He never says a serious word, but his self-praise skills are becoming more and more unparalleled."

The private room was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.

The meal lasted nearly two hours, and most of the large and small dishes on the table were eaten.

Wang Ye patted his round belly.

Luo Ning waved to pay the bill briskly. When he swiped his card, his eyelids twitched, clearly feeling a pang of pain at the bill of several thousand yuan, but he still maintained a tough stance.

"Let's go! Next match!"

"I've already spent the money, I have to finish my entire budget today!"

……

At 8:30 p.m., a top-tier, stand-alone KTV club near the Workers' Stadium.

The welcoming manager, bending low and jogging, led the three into a spacious VIP luxury room.

In the center of the private room is a large, custom-made leather sofa in a circular shape, with a starry sky ceiling light hanging overhead.

A light, delicate white peach scent.

In front of you is a huge, circular, high-definition curved screen, and the sound system is also top-of-the-line.

The waiter quickly brought over several large platters of exquisite seasonal fruit.

Next came a whole case of chilled, low-alcohol fruit wine, and two bottles of slightly stronger blueberry sparkling wine.

Luo Ning took off her shoes, crossed her two long, white legs, and sank into the center of the sofa.

She grabbed the microphone, selected a heavy metal rock song, and as soon as the accompaniment started, she instantly switched into crazy mode.

His body swayed wildly to the strong drumbeats, his abs were taut, and his voice was hoarse and unrestrained.

"Wang Ye! Have a drink!"

While shouting into the microphone, Luo Ning freed one hand to grab a bottle of sparkling wine and clinked it against Wang Ye's glass in a bold gesture.

Wang Ye leaned back in the corner of the sofa, took a big sip of the wine, and swallowed the sweet and sour, refreshing fruit wine down his throat.

He turned his head and looked at Yu Hongyao sitting next to him.

Yu Hongyao didn't run and jump around like Luo Ning.

She sat gracefully with her legs together on the edge of the sofa, the hem of her cheongsam neatly arranged.

The dim, flickering neon lights cast shadows on her delicate, cool profile, her eyes shimmering with a watery light.

Holding a small glass of strawberry wine in her hands, she sipped it slowly, her cheeks already flushed with two lovely rosy blushes.

Noticing Wang Ye's gaze, Yu Hongyao turned her face, a rare hint of awkwardness in her eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wang Ye moved closer and leaned back.

The two suddenly closed the distance between them, and could almost smell the faint scent of alcohol on each other.

"Because you're good-looking."

"She usually acts like a cold-faced female club president at school, but after having a couple more drinks today, she's much more pleasing to the eye."

Yu Hongyao's ears turned bright red instantly, and she lowered her head to gently shake the glass in her hand.

"If we're not strict in the club, we simply can't control the new members."

"Everyone thinks I have a strange temper and am hard to approach."

Wang Ye chuckled softly.

"That's really strange. Giving up a life of luxury and socialite to spend all night studying music theory with a wooden guitar is just asking for trouble."

Yu Hongyao pursed her lips, her voice barely audible.

"Because I love music, I always want to write works that can truly move people."

"But compared to you, what I've written is really too thin."

At that moment, Luo Ning, who had just finished singing a rock song, threw down the microphone and ran over, panting heavily.

She threw herself onto the sofa armrest, pressing herself against Wang Ye without any regard for her image, her body heaving violently.

"I'm not singing anymore, my throat's burning!"

Luo Ning grabbed a large gulp of chilled fruit wine and poked Wang Ye's elbow.

"Hey, Wang the Great Talent."

"Did Hongyao and I arrange everything perfectly today? We had a lavish meal, and we even booked a top-tier private room."

"The song 'Chasing Dreams with a Pure Heart' that you sang in the auditorium last week was certainly passionate, but it was too intense and my ears are still ringing."

Luo Ning's eyes were glazed over, and a mischievous smile played on his lips.

"Do you have any other original ideas in your head?"

"I want a gentler kind of song, suitable for singing in private."

"There are only three of us in this private room today, so hurry up and show us what you've got to sing!"

Yu Hongyao, standing beside him, also raised her eyes, her clear, spring-like eyes filled with undisguised anticipation.

"Wang Ye...do you have any other songs?"

Faced with two pairs of burning, eager gazes, Wang Ye leaned back on the sofa and casually spread his hands.

"That's all."

"Do you think original songs are like cabbages in a field, something you can just pull up one at a time?"

"My brain cells are all dead. I'm a billionaire, and I charge an appearance fee for every song I sing. Your fruit wine won't impress me."

Luo Ning immediately became furious. With a long stride, she straddled the armrest of the sofa and grabbed Wang Ye's shoulders, shaking him violently.

"I don't care! You're not leaving this box today unless you sing a new song!"

"Hongyao even brought her most beloved handmade guitar with her, so stop pretending!"

"Sing it now! Otherwise, I'll post on the school forum saying you seduced me and then abandoned me! You ate a fancy meal and then denied everything!"

Wang Ye was amused by her shaking.

"Vice President Luo, even faking an accident doesn't have this kind of shamelessness."

"Alright, alright, stop shaking it. If you keep shaking it, my bones will fall apart."

As Wang Ye spoke, his thoughts instantly sank into the depths of his mind.

"System, open the Godly Rich Shop interface."

A soft buzzing sound.

A pale blue, semi-transparent virtual light screen unfolded in my consciousness.

Wang Ye glanced at the items on the shelf.

It was all stuff like sports car modification kits and top-of-the-line yacht options; I glanced at it and couldn't find any suitable songs.

"refresh!"

Wang Ye decisively issued the order.

The light screen flickered violently, and five new items popped out.

I refreshed the page three times in a row, and lost 300 points.

On the second shelf after the fourth refresh, a card with a romantic pink and gold glow suddenly appeared!

[A top-tier, phenomenal, sweet love song from a parallel universe—"Confession Balloon"!]

Price: 1000 Godly Coins

[Product includes: Complete copyright to the lyrics and music!]

The item description is simple and clear:

With its light and catchy 4/4 time signature and incredibly sweet melody, this romantic masterpiece was created specifically for acoustic guitar playing and singing. The original arrangement features a high proportion of guitar elements.

Wang Ye looked at the card and decided that this was the one!

Using it to deal with two slightly tipsy beauties in this private room is like a game-changer.

"A thousand Godly Coins, a drop in the ocean."

"Bought it!"

【Ding! 】

[1000 Godly Coins deducted!]

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully purchased the complete copyright to the hit song "Confession Balloon" and a guitar playing and singing mastery package!]

[Currently receiving instruction on special right-hand guitar strumming techniques and subtle adjustments to vocal expression...]

A surge of warmth coursed through my limbs and bones.

Wang Ye's eyes shone with confidence.

He patted the back of Luo Ning's hand that was gripping his shoulder.

"Bring the guitar."

Luo Ning's eyes lit up, and she immediately jumped off the handrail.

She deftly picked up the black guitar bag from the corner, unzipped it, and carefully took out the instrument inside.

This is a custom-made, all-solid wood Martin D acoustic guitar.

The guitar has smooth, rounded lines, and the natural Sitka spruce top has a golden patina from years of use. The headstock is inlaid with custom-made white mother-of-pearl patterns.

That was Yu Hongyao's most treasured possession, which she wouldn't even let anyone touch in the music club.

Yu Hongyao stood up, held the guitar in both hands, and gently handed it to Wang Ye.

"This violin has a warm, mellow sound and a long sustain. Is it comfortable for you?"

Wang Ye took the guitar and hugged it to his chest.

The left fingertips casually rest on the strings, while the right thumb gently brushes across them.

Zheng—

The clear and pure overtones echoed in the private room, and the wooden resonance was deep and resonant.

Wang Ye casually tried a few notes and adjusted the pitch of the third string.

"The zither is nice."

Wang Ye left only a warm yellow spotlight shining on his head.

Yu Hongyao and Luo Ning sat down side by side on the sofa.

The two women turned slightly to the side, holding wine glasses in their hands, their eyes fixed on the man holding the zither.

In his slightly tipsy state, Wang Ye's nonchalant, roguish charm was amplified to an extreme.

His broad, muscular shoulders, well-defined collarbones, and deep, dark eyes created a powerful emotional tension under the dim light.

Wang Ye glanced at the two women, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"This song is called 'Confession Balloon'."

"I just wrote this a short time ago, purely as a dessert for my two senior classmates."

"If you fall in love with me after listening to this, the school board will not take any responsibility."

Luo Ning chuckled and gave a playful, light spit.

"Stop being so narcissistic, start playing!"

Yu Hongyao pursed her red lips, her eyes shimmering.

……

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