Chapter 534: with translation of chapter title

After getting off the plane, Shi Che's first thing was to send a message to Mu Youyu: 【Has the piano arrived? I had my brother's people pack it in several layers; it should be fine, right?】

After a few minutes, the other side replied: 【Received, intact.】

Shi Che let out a breath, hadn't even typed the next sentence when the other side sent another: 【On your end, please pass along a message.】

Shi Che immediately straightened up: 【Go ahead, go ahead!】

The other side paused a moment, as if choosing words: 【Just tell Qin I'm very satisfied; if you need anything later, you can come to me.】

Shi Che stared at that line, his pupils dilating!!!

He knew exactly the weight of those words; it was tantamount to saying, if your brother ever has trouble, I've got you covered!

So many people in the circle would break their heads for this light promise, and though his brother's piano is precious, this deal is no loss however you calculate it.

Besides, his cousin is indeed in the music circle, but she doesn't study piano, so it'd be better to put it in the hands of someone who needs it.

He was so excited his fingers trembled: 【I'll definitely bring it!! Dry dad, any other instructions?】

The other side didn't reply again.

Shi Che waited a moment, confirmed the conversation had ended, put away his phone and went to see his brother.

Mission accomplished!!

The next morning, as Mu Youyu stepped in with the class bell, the classroom was already half full.

A girl saw her enter, raised her voice and waved: "Princess, good morning."

Mu Youyu politely curled the corner of her mouth toward that direction: "Morning."

She didn't even know when the nickname "Princess" started spreading in the class.

At first, a classmate hadn't noticed she was present and blurted it out by accident; she had been startled then.

Later, Jiang Liangjin asked and found that over half the class had started calling her that, and since nobody meant harm, she just went along with it.

According to Qiao Xin, the students of Class 1 in the Art School had, after over a month of interaction, naturally formed small cliques; and the labels stacked on this Mu family little princess naturally made people feel a certain distance.

At C University, classes are held either in large lecture halls or the painting studio; unless there's something special, rarely does everyone gather in the classroom.

The classmates are busy with classes, drawing, participating in various activity competitions, and many from well-off families are preparing for overseas study trips, so free time is scarce and they don't know much about her personally.

In everyone's eyes, she exudes an air of refined elegance, just like Mu Xi and Jiang Liangjin, seeming unattainable.

Plus, Mu Youyu is the artist name Yue Shu, a bona fide princess, so the title comes naturally.

……

Mu Youyu sat down in her usual seat; Jiang Liangjin had a meeting in the morning, so he dropped her off downstairs, said a word, and left.

She was about to message him when she realized she'd forgotten to charge her phone last night; it's now dead.

Mu Youyu sighed; during class her bodyguards wait outside the classroom, a bit far away, and she usually contacts them by phone, so she naturally couldn't be bothered to go find them.

She flipped her phone over and set it face-down on the desk, then glanced around the classroom.

Qiao Xin and Xiao Yu hadn't arrived; Xu Zhiying was slumped over the desk playing with her phone, and the seats behind were empty.

Resigned, Mu Youyu stood and walked to Xu Zhiying's seat: "Classmate Xu, did you bring a charger?"

"Huh?" Xu Zhiying rummaged through a pile of messy stuff, pulled out a power bank from her bag's side pocket, and gave an embarrassed smile: "I only have a power bank."

Mu Youyu took it: "Thanks, I'll return it later."

Xu Zhiying nodded: "No problem, no problem."

Back in her seat, the phone finally lit up as it charged; she set it on the desk to continue charging, not rushing to use it.

Students trickled into the classroom; Qiao Xin and Xiao Yu came in through the back door and sat in the front row.

Qiao Xin dropped her bag on the desk, turned her head, and said: "Goddess, where's your Young Master Jiang? Why isn't he with you today? Rare."

"The company's busy, I can't make it in the morning," Mu Youyu said offhand.

This wasn't the first time; Qiao Xin sighed: "Tsk, is this the daily life of a domineering CEO?"

Xiao Yu corrected: "It's domineering director, actually."

Qiao Xin: "Wow, I wish I could see him act domineering just once—preferably the kind where he throws money at my face; I wouldn't mind."

Mu Youyu: "……"

The front classroom door was pushed open again, and Mo Yuan walked in holding a folder.

He stood at the podium, scanned the class to see nothing amiss, opened the folder, and got straight to the point: "Everyone's here? Then let me say something first."

"From Friday to Sunday, the college is organizing a trip to the neighboring A City to see a comic exhibition—three days, two nights, meals and lodging provided, all expenses reimbursed by the school. Many renowned domestic and international comic artists will attend, and editors from several publishers and platforms will be onsite to collect manuscripts."

"The college hopes everyone can go to broaden their horizons and have more contact with industry folks. Of course, if you have special circumstances preventing you, please ask for leave in advance."

Mo Yuan closed the folder: "This opportunity is rare; I suggest you all go, so you don't end up envying others' social media posts from there."

Hearing about the comic exhibition, Qiao Xin, unabashed, slapped the desk: "A City's comic exhibition? Is that the annual one? I saw it online before; it looked pretty big!"

"The school provides meals and lodging—this is basically a disguised trip, right?"

"Can we bring family? I want to bring my boyfriend."

"It's an academic event; what would you bring your boyfriend for?"

"Family counts as part of the academic side too—he does design, so it's a perfect match."

……

"A City?"

Mu Youyu's mind conjured that annual comic event.

Since "When Rain Falls on the Fingertips" blew up, the organizers have invited her many times, but she always politely declined, citing a full schedule.

However, once she went along with Yu Yu in her own capacity, those days featured a competition, and she incidentally won the gold prize in the 17th Creative Comic Competition.

Not unfamiliar.

Mo Yuan then added a few more reminders from the podium: basically, prepare materials ahead of time, since this is a group activity, don't fall behind, etc.

Not long after he left, a slender figure appeared at the classroom doorway.

Mu Youyu noticed the intense gaze, raised her head, and saw Mu Xin standing upright, his black curly hair wearing a baseball cap, looking at her.

She curled the corner of her mouth and immediately walked out.

Mu Xin at the door had already noticed his sister; seeing her draw nearer, he lowered his head, the corner of his mouth showing a faint smile.

Mu Youyu shook his arm, tilted her head up, "Brother! How did you come?"

Mu Xin raised his hand, rubbed the top of her head, his voice warm: "I came to see you."

Mu Youyu reached out and hooked his arm, "Brother, you've been busy lately; we haven't seen each other in several days."

"My fault, things have been a bit many lately." Mu Xin heard the disappointment in his sister's tone and offered a comforting remark.

"Brother, you've worked too hard." Mu Youyu blinked, "But Brother, you came just in time; I'm about to go to class."

Mu Xin chuckled, "Are you sure it's not untimely?"