Chapter 58: Stock God

Xu Heng did not know what happened in Dan Yuyue's dorm later; after blocking the two of them, things were finally much quieter on his end.

Just like that, a few more days passed, and the buzz regarding "Cover Brother" and the composer of *The Wind Rises* gradually dissipated, replaced by the big news of the singer of *The Wind Rises* having their identity exposed.

The singer of *The Wind Rises* turned out to be a sophomore at the Magic Arts Academy!

Entertainment gossip reporters from all sides immediately swarmed toward the Magic Arts Academy, causing Liu Yiyan to be blocked and unable to move every time she stepped out of school. Everyone's questions were also bizarre; things like "How did you get in touch with the composer of *The Wind Rises*, and how did you two think of creating this song?" were considered normal questions.

Other questions like "Does Miss Liu have a boyfriend?" "What is your relationship with the composer of *The Wind Rises*?" "May I ask what Miss Liu's standards for a partner are?" and "Recently, many people have said your voice is even better than Wang Fei's; how do you evaluate that?" scared the newcomer who hadn't been in the entertainment industry for long half to death.

She hadn't even sung two songs yet, so why was she being compared to Wang Fei? What level was Wang Fei, and what level was she? Was there any comparability between the two?

Most of the things entertainment reporters asked were traps; no matter how one answered, it would be taken to make news. Liu Yiyan simply shut her mouth and said nothing. Then, the next day, UC News had a headline report titled "Shocking! *The Wind Rises* Singer Is Too Arrogant, Success Likely Hard to Achieve," which successfully taught Liu Yiyan what the art of language in the entertainment industry was.

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With Liu Yiyan temporarily drawing the fire away, Xu Heng's life basically returned to normal. Except for the fact that many people in school still recognized him as "Cover Brother," others would not associate him with the composer of *The Wind Rises*.

Because Liu Yiyan was a student from Modu, it was obvious that the composer of *The Wind Rises* was also from Modu. Moreover, someone who could write lyrics like those in *The Wind Rises* would at least be a thirty-year-old uncle with over a decade of life experience or an old artist in the music scene; Xu Heng didn't fit any of these characteristics.

And after the heat regarding the two Xu Heng topics on the campus forum died down, Xu Heng's romantic history was dug up by some people.

This was thanks to the "great assistance" of Cheng Ge, who spread his romantic past crazily on the campus forum and added fuel to the fire regarding the story between him and Ying Ziyun. Those who knew the inside story "echoed" and "agreed" one after another, and then it spiraled out of control.

Xu Heng became a devoted man of both virtue and talent in the eyes of Jin Da students, and Ying Ziyun became a heartless "scum girl."

Seeing the insults toward Ying Ziyun on the forum increasing, Xu Heng had to stand up to help explain. As it turned out, it would have been better if he hadn't explained; once he did, everyone identified even more with the previous viewpoint.

Look! What a devoted boy; even after being dumped by his girlfriend, he is still speaking up for her. This Ying Ziyun hasn't said a word to this day; she really is a piece of trash! If Xu Heng were my boyfriend, I would definitely hold him in the palm of my hand.

It had a flavor of the "Little Red Book" of later generations, and even swapping the genders of the man and woman felt completely natural.

Seeing that he couldn't explain it clearly, Xu Heng could only sigh helplessly, hoping that Ying Ziyun's life wouldn't be affected too much by the online discourse.

Entering the third week of the semester, Xu Heng successfully muddled through his make-up exams. With Fan Xi helping him go over the knowledge points these past few days, he had almost snatched back everything he had returned to the teachers. Besides, the make-up exams really weren't difficult; most of the questions were just the first exam's questions with the wording changed.

Next was the matter of stocks. As the time point for withdrawing his shares approached, Xu Heng stopped acting and went full throttle, buying up stocks that hit the daily limit every day. With 20 million in capital, he was making hundreds of round trips in the stock market every day.

Hundreds of stocks were played with such flair in Xu Heng's hands that even the seasoned traders at some investment firms couldn't keep up with his rhythm.

There was a saying in the stock market this year: "Don't buy if it's under 120." It meant that as long as the price of a single share was under 120, one could keep holding it and wait for it to rise. Many stocks priced at a dozen or a few yuan verified the truth and rationality of this saying. This also made most retail investors have a relatively low desire to buy and sell nowadays; everyone liked to buy a low-trend stock and wait for it to rise. The previous Xu Heng also operated this way, only adding positions to Huachuan and a few other stocks, no different from a normal person.

But the Xu Heng of late September went against the norm. He dumped most of his Huachuan shares, and the flowing capital rolled and turned among the remaining small stocks, bringing out even more profit.

In just a short week or two, the 20 million in capital had almost doubled in his hands!

Damn! I underestimated him!

Those traders who had previously regarded Xu Heng as just a retail investor with a bit of foresight could now only mock their own shortsightedness.

This wasn't a retail investor at all; he was clearly a Stock God! A big-brother-level Stock God!

From ancient times to the present in Huaxia, few people had been able to reach the level of precision in stock trading that Xu Heng had; every time he sold, it was at the highest point of the daily limit, and every time he bought, it was at a relatively low point of the dip.

The traders reported this conclusion to the upper management of the investment firms, and the upper management widened their eyes and said, "Then why haven't you hurried to find someone to invite this Stock God to our company? Are we paying you just to report useless information to me, damn it?"

The calls Xu Heng received over these two days were indeed numerous, basically all from these investment firms. The investment firms cordially invited him to be their helmsman, offering not only an annual salary of over 10 million but also investment dividends.

Xu Heng politely declined them one by one. He didn't intend to continue mixing in the stock market, and he knew where his own abilities lay. However, in order not to make too many enemies in this business field before leaving, he still gave these investment firms a subtle piece of advice, saying that he would stop in October, so going to an investment firm would only be for retirement.

What it meant for him, the Stock God in the eyes of others, to spread this information was beyond doubt.

The stock market would face a major upheaval in October!

The investment firms all understood and prepared to withdraw most of their liquid capital from the stock market in October.

This also made this 2007 stock market crash even more violent than in Xu Heng's previous life.

And the collective withdrawal behavior of the large investment firms also led later investors to speculate whether they had received some inside information at the time. After all, the stock market relied on connections; being able to know some inside information in advance meant grasping the general trend of the stock market.

Regarding this, most business scholars investigated for many years without reaching a conclusion, while textbooks called this event the "October Ceasefire," used to teach those new greenhorns in the investment industry how to grasp stock market trends.

The culprit, Xu Heng, naturally didn't know about these later events; by that time, he had already become a big capitalist at a higher level and didn't care about the affairs among these bottom-tier small investors.