Get the perfect music system at the start

Forget it, it can't be those things. Leaving aside whether he dares to do it or not, it's questionable whether he even has them.

Xu Fan put down his chopsticks, opened the envelope, and saw a few striking words on a calm piece of paper, which made Xu Fan's heart tremble slightly.

"Xu Fan, Xiao Zihan would like to invite you for a coffee at Meiyuan Coffee Shop near the school gate at 12:30."

Signature: Du Feng

Xu Fan's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and a surge of anger welled up within him. He felt utterly contemptuous of Du Feng. As if he knew something, he reached up and glanced at the cheap watch on his wrist. The time was 12:23. Oh no, he was late.

"Let's go!" Xu Fan said simply, then stood up and strode out.

"Damn it." Zhao Feiyang's eyes widened. This kind of thing still exists in the 20th century? It's really something that people don't dare to do. He had just seen the contents of the letter and had despised Du Feng countless times in his heart. What a good dog!

The two didn't even clean up their dishes. Behind them, a cleaning lady complained, "These kids nowadays, so wasteful! And so undisciplined."

My God, God is my witness, apart from this time, Xu Fan used to be the kind of person who would help the aunt clean up after eating!

At 12:28, Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang were a little out of breath in front of Meiyuan Coffee Shop at the school gate. The school was really too big, and the student cafeteria was at the very back. It took them five minutes to walk there quickly. Xu Fan was incredibly fast.

"Xu Fan, this way please." Du Feng, with his sharp eyes, had just arrived at the coffee shop entrance and greeted him with a smile, though the disdain in his eyes was easily visible.

At this moment, Du Feng's left hand was still wrapped in bandages. It seemed that the rumors from a few days ago that Du Feng had been beaten up were true. However, it seemed that he had not been the one to fight back!

"Thank you." Xu Fan stared directly at Du Feng, wondering what tricks the kid was up to. He then glanced around. In the distance, Xiao Zihan sat there with an alluring figure, a steaming cup of coffee placed in front of her.

Next to Xiao Zihan was a woman wearing a light yellow dress with light pink powder on her face, indicating she had worn a lot of makeup. Although both of them were stunningly beautiful, they were worlds apart. One looked completely natural, while the other seemed like a fairy, dressed in flamboyant attire.

The two chatted while sipping their coffee. Thankfully, nothing serious had happened, which was good. Xu Fan felt a little calmer.

Du Feng followed Xu Fan's gaze to Xiao Zihan and chuckled.

"Xu Fan, don't blame me for tricking you into coming here. Miss Lin, I wouldn't dare to arrest her. She's chatting with her friends over there. I just wanted to meet you, but I was afraid you wouldn't come. Please! Sit here." Du Feng was like a transvestite, his body moving, no, it should be said that he was twisting and turning, his two large earrings swaying back and forth. To put it bluntly, it was disgusting.

"Forget about sitting down, just tell me what's up. I don't remember us being that close." Xu Fan naturally knew how things would turn out. Since he was here, he couldn't be afraid. Since he had made this choice, why shouldn't he try his best? Besides, it seemed like there were very few paths to finding the music system. Perhaps this was a special one.

"Hey! Jiang is angry, hahaha," Du Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he was about to make a move: "Xu Fan, I have no grudge against you. I remember the injuries on my body."

As Du Feng spoke, a group of classmates had already surrounded him from behind. The atmosphere was like a gangland brawl! It was truly a bit frightening.

"What do your injuries have to do with me?" Although Xu Fan was too disdainful to explain, he didn't want to be unjustly blamed.

"Hmph, the reason we separated that day was because my brother got beaten up. When I ran over to check, a bunch of people started attacking me. Damn it, they all said they were your brother. Are you trying to deny it?" Du Feng was indeed furious, and the anger in his eyes was clearly visible. It seemed that Du Feng had indeed been badly beaten that night.

"Shut the hell up, I'll get all those brothers to beat you up." Xu Fan wanted to laugh. He was a good student, at least someone who didn't like to talk to people, and frankly, he blushed when chatting with girls. How could someone be so shameless as to beat him up? He beat her up, and she was so nice to him?

"Du Feng, which eye of yours saw Brother Jiang hit you?" Zhao Feiyang, who was behind him, was furious and annoyed. He hurriedly added, as if afraid that others would forget his existence.

"Hmph, actually, I know it wasn't you, but you have to take a beating today." Du Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and it was clear that he just wanted to vent his anger on someone, and Xu Fan was the perfect person for that.

Bang! Without saying a word, someone next to Du Feng threw a punch. Although Xu Fan was on guard, he hadn't fought in a long time, so his reactions were a little slow. He rubbed his hands together and took the punch.

With a series of thuds, Xu Fan involuntarily retreated, but the man, not Li Hui, stepped forward and threw another punch. This time, although Xu Fan was retreating, he still reacted, raising his right hand and swinging it to the left in a beautiful block.

With his foot firmly planted, he shifted his back foot to the side, took a half step forward, and delivered a knee strike. The student rushing forward was still propelled forward by Xu Fan's knee strike, which sent him sprawling to the ground. He took a hard hit to the stomach and cried out in pain as he picked himself up.

This was just the beginning. Without saying a word, all of Du Feng's dozen or so classmates rushed forward. Zhao Feiyang took the lead, stepped forward, clenched his fist, and threw a powerful punch. Don't let his clumsy appearance fool you; he's actually quite skilled.

Thump! A student was punched in the stomach, fell to the ground, and cried out, "Mom!"

However, the situation is not optimistic. Xu Fan is surrounded by too many classmates. After exchanging a punch with one of them, he will be hit with several more punches. If this continues, he will be too late to get up.

Bang! Another punch sent Xu Fan staggering backward, and Zhao Feiyang also took several blows.

Ah! Upon seeing this scene, several female classmates drinking coffee in the coffee shop shouted loudly, their voices piercing. Xiao Zihan's eyes were also drawn to the scene, but her classmates gently blocked her way, saying with a smile, "It's okay, Ling, let's go out, it's not safe here."

With their view blocked, and Xu Fan and his companion positioned between Du Feng and the others, Xiao Zihan naturally didn't see them. However, Xu Fan did see them. In fact, they could have left earlier, but they were worried about Xiao Zihan's safety, so they didn't. Now that they had left, running away was a must.

The coffee shop owner had long been bribed by Du Feng; no one knew how much money he had given him.

"Xiaoyu, let's go." Xu Fan took a few steps toward the door, propelled backward by the punch, but those fists came at him again.

"It's not that easy, humph. Xu Fan, isn't it rumored online that you've started cultivating? I'll see if you're a qualified cultivator. Hahahaha." Du Feng didn't make a move, but laughed gleefully from behind, as if none of this concerned him.

Xu Fan heard it clearly, but he had no time to pay attention to this person who was making sarcastic remarks without lifting a finger. He was angry, but there was nothing he could do. He pushed off with his feet and threw a punch.

But Xu Fan was hit by countless fists all over his body, and the pain made him feel frustrated. Those classmates who were hitting him didn't care who he was; they just wanted to put their fists on him.

Although Xu Fan was once a skilled martial artist, he was no longer the same as before and was naturally beaten to a pulp. Zhao Feiyang, who was also fierce, was also being hit by countless fists and feet. It was their indomitable spirit that kept them going.

"Brother Jiang, you should run!" Zhao Feiyang made up his mind, kicked over a young man who was rushing towards him, and took a few steps closer to Xu Fan while shouting loudly.

"We'll go together." Xu Fan wasn't the kind of person who would forget kindness, especially when it came to matters of the heart. He never backed down, and now that he had to face this situation, he couldn't be cowardly.

Bang! Xu Fan kicked out and knocked over a man who was about to hit Zhao Feiyang.

Bang bang bang, but the punches and kicks from behind forced Xu Fan to take a few steps forward. The stinging pain in his back was indescribable. Just then, Zhao Feiyang and Xu Fan looked at each other and smiled, then turned their backs to each other and stared at the people.

Those people were also a little scared by Xu Fan and his companion; the two of them were practically beating people without regard for their own lives.

The two stood back to back, their bodies burning with pain. But looking around, there was hardly any open space. Only Du Feng's henchmen, relying on their numbers, were judging the two of them with their eyes.

"Brother Jiang, I'll remember you today!" Zhao Feiyang glared at him, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said fiercely.

"Is this what I owe you, brother?" Xu Fan's eyes were fixed on the changes around him, and he said calmly with a slight twitch of his lips. In his heart, however, he was constantly thinking about how to break out. Staying here was not a good thing.

"Tch, get lost." Zhao Feiyang cursed irritably, a hint of worry appearing in his eyes.

"Xu Fan, weren't you so tough? What's wrong? Got scared?" Du Feng pushed aside the thugs and walked up, his contempt obvious in his eyes, while he continued to mock Xu Fan.

"Du Feng, since you know I didn't hit you, why did you still hit me?" Xu Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint glint of light emanating from them, and a chilling aura slowly drifted around him.

"Hehe, why should I hit you? Hahahaha, I just don't like the look of you." Du Feng narrowed his eyes, looked at Xu Fan, took a few steps forward, and stopped about 1.5 meters in front of Xu Fan. He had seen Xu Fan's skills and was still a little intimidated.

"Xu Fan, that's enough for today. Remember, you better watch out in the future." Du Feng glared fiercely at Xu Fan, his heart filled with contempt for him. If someone hadn't forced him to hit Xu Fan, he wouldn't have bothered to lay a hand on this kind of person.

"Let's go!" Du Feng waved his hand, and some of his henchmen followed behind, walking towards the entrance of the coffee shop, completely ignoring the stares between Xu Fan and Zhao Feiyang.

Du Feng walked out of the coffee shop, finally calming down after a long while. No matter what, he had hit Xu Fan today, but was it a good thing or a bad thing? For some reason, Du Feng had a bad feeling.

"Hello, who is it?" Du Feng picked up his phone and dialed a number. A lazy voice came from the other end.

"Brother Tiger, this is Du Feng." Du Feng bowed repeatedly into the phone, speaking with a cheerful smile.

"Oh, good dog! How's it going?" came the impatient reply from the other end.

Du Feng didn't dare to make any move. If others called him a good dog, he would have been beaten to a pulp long ago.

"Alright, that kid has been taught a lesson," Du Feng replied.

"Okay, sure." After that simple reply, a series of knocking sounds came from the other end. Du Feng wanted to curse, but knowing he might be being monitored, he didn't dare. He could only curse in his heart countless times.

"Just like that, you're leaving?" Zhao Feiyang waved his hand, his face filled with disbelief.

"I was lucky this time, but I don't think it will be like this next time." Xu Fan calmed himself down a bit. He was really nervous just now. He was fine, but it was a different story when his brother was beaten.

"Thanks, brother." Xu Fan patted Zhao Feiyang on the shoulder; this was a brother who had fought alongside him.

"Get lost, let's go!" Zhao Feiyang replied irritably, glancing around the coffee shop, which was already a mess from the earlier battle.

The two walked out of the coffee shop and headed straight for the school. Zhao Feiyang still had blood at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care at all.

"To be honest, I've liked you ever since I met you. No, it should be said that I felt something for you ever since I saw you," Zhao Feiyang said with a smile.

"No, I can't handle that! My God, it gives me goosebumps!"

Ma Yin in the class, Du Feng outside the class, the mysterious person making the phone call, plus the old man, the Tianyu family—Xu Fan suddenly felt that his world was slowly changing.

He didn't know, and didn't want to know, that he just wanted to live a quiet life, but reality was so unpredictable, always pushing him down a different path.

Xu Fan suddenly felt a lot of pressure. He couldn't explain why, but he was always struggling with his feelings. He never thought things would turn out this way. Wasn't it better to just stay quiet?

Xu Fan knew that he could no longer change things at this point. Whether it was the search for the music system or the difficulties Du Feng and Ma Yin were making things difficult for him, he would eventually take a different path.

On this lonely road, you must ultimately face it alone. It's a path that others haven't walked, but you must walk it yourself. Is it out of necessity or a choice you've made?

(End of this chapter)

===Chapter 1015 The Unending High School Days===

Xu Fan didn't know if what he was doing was right or wrong, but he didn't regret it. At least for now, he had had enough of the ridicule he had endured for over a year. He wanted to change that situation; he had to change.

Time flies, and two weeks have passed in the blink of an eye. Du Feng did not come to cause trouble for him. Although many classmates looked at him with contempt, Xu Fan remained unmoved. He would study hard now and when the results came out, he would tell others that he would never admit defeat.

As the class monitor, Liu Zineng naturally had to do well in the exam, so he studied hard these days and ignored Xu Fan. Apart from Xiao Zihan and Zhao Feiyang, no one in the class was nice to Xu Fan, although a few people remained neutral.

Xu Fan sat in the classroom reviewing. The monthly exam was tomorrow, and this exam was also an opportunity for him to prove his existence. He absolutely could not give up.

The system no longer controlled Xu Fan's soul, which was a good thing for Xu Fan. An even better thing was that the system, after Xu Fan's cleansing, helped his memory improve infinitely.

If you were to say that Xu Fan is incredibly awesome right now, no, he's just that his memory is several times better than before, and his learning ability has reached a new level. Although he's forgotten almost everything in just one semester, and despite his hard work, Xu Fan hasn't really learned much due to the system.

But things are different now. His very soul is changing, and many things he didn't know before are slowly becoming clear. He finds learning much easier and more enjoyable.

With only one day left until the exam starts tomorrow, Xu Fan was quite nervous. Although the system had been cleansed by the old man, who could be sure that he wouldn't lose control of his body during the exam?

However, Xu Fan also knew that being nervous was useless. What he needed to do most now was to study quietly and make others look up to him again, just as they had once admired him.

Those who once mocked me, I will repay them one by one. I am not weak, much less useless. Xu Fan's belief is incredibly strong, not because he believes that the system has indeed cleansed him, but because of the confidence that he can still be the top scorer in the high school entrance exam even though he only scored 45 points in English. This is achievement. He is used to it every time. This is confidence. He is never too afraid of anything.

Xu Fan has now regained his former charisma and confidence. He is like a king of learning, standing there, you feel like you need to look up to him.

It was time for him to return. He moved his feet lightly, swaying his body to the rhythm of the music, humming a little tune along with the beat. Words and symbols flashed through his mind, then were deeply imprinted in his memory.

"Brother Fan, you're taking this too seriously. Do you want to get first place in the whole grade?" Zhao Feiyang didn't know anything about Xu Fan and joked. From the time he knew Xu Fan, Xu Fan was a kid who got into fights and wasn't a good student, at least not in his eyes.

"I'll get first place in the whole grade? What? Is that not allowed?" Xu Fan said almost subconsciously. Because of the problems he had been dealing with recently, he had no way to release his pent-up frustration. Zhao Feiyang's question naturally made him feel bad.

Huh! Zhao Feiyang was startled when he suddenly saw a cold glint in Xu Fan's eyes. He couldn't recall saying anything wrong. Could it be...? Zhao Feiyang had a guess, and with a lingering fear, he said with a smile, "Brother Fan, good luck!"

As he spoke, Zhao Feiyang walked over and started reading a book by himself. Xu Fan nodded, seemingly realizing that his gaze had been a bit too sharp just now, but there was nothing he could do; he had been so angry lately that he had lost his mind.

"Go for it! I believe in you." The enthusiastic Xiao Zihan walked past Xu Fan's seat after school and whispered, her cheeks flushed, clearly a little shy. But her 34D breasts trembled, making one gasp. Good heavens, thank goodness Xiao Zihan was sitting at the front desk. If she were sitting at the back, one can imagine how much of the class that boy would be facing the teacher.

"Hmm." Xu Fan nodded and gave a slight smile. He knew that Xiao Zihan also hoped that he could do well on the exam. Of course, he could also hear from her words that she was worried about not doing well. "I told Liu Zineng that the class monitor would be me next time I get my grades."

Sometimes, Xu Fan thought to himself, maybe I should just give up, the class monitor isn't all that great. But when he thought of Xiao Zihan, he couldn't help but think that he would definitely regain the position of class monitor.

Xu Fan glanced at Xiao Zihan, who had come to see him. He hadn't told her what had happened that day because he was afraid she would worry. Zhao Feiyang walked over, patted Xu Fan on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Dinner's ready."

"You eat like this?" Xu Fan complained irritably, "You're as fat as a pig."

"You..." Zhao Feiyang was speechless.

The three-day exams ended quickly. Three subjects a day, nine subjects in the first year of high school. This time, Xu Fan wasn't under his body's control, so he performed better each day, an exceptionally high achievement.

The last test was always English, and this seemed to be Xu Fan's chronic problem. Every time it was the last test, Xu Fan would flip through the paper speechlessly, write "Oh, okay," "I don't know," and then just scribble something down. This was how Xu Fan used to approach English tests, including the middle school entrance exam.