Chapter 159: I'll Mingle in the Cultural Circle Too

Yang Tianxing, who had been away from books for a long time, finally returned to the classroom; not to mention his classmates finding it strange, even his roommates found it very strange.

However, when the counselor Xie Yu'an came over during the break to give instructions, everyone understood.

Although Yang Tianxing skipped classes and missed exams, he was definitely a man of principle: that is, when Old Xie was present, he would certainly make sure to appear in class.

"The Finance Institute's autumn sports meet is in the latter part of this month. Our class must actively participate and sign up. The ranking isn't important; participation is what matters. Just treat it as leaving more memories for your university life."

After Old Xie finished speaking, he looked up to find Yang Tianxing: "Tianxing, you are responsible for organizing and coordinating."

Yang Tianxing nodded and promised loudly: "Please rest assured, Teacher Xie."

After the "clock-in style counselor" Old Xie finished his instructions and left, Yang Tianxing stood up and said: "Students who are interested in participating, please go to He Yulin to sign up as soon as possible. Pay attention to the deadline and don't miss it."

He Yulin rolled her eyes, and while taking out a notebook to prepare to record, she cursed: "Teacher Xie directs Yang Tianxing, and Yang Tianxing directs me. In short, my life is the most miserable!"

She walked directly to Yang Tianxing and sat down, but what she said had nothing to do with the autumn sports meet.

"Yang Tianxing, is it really just like this between you and Liu Jiaoyue?"

"This sports meet is large in scale, and quite a few students from our class should be participating. We need to categorize them when compiling the statistics."

"Liu Jiaoyue has been staring blankly on the balcony these past few days. She was already dull to begin with, and now she's even duller."

"After the statistics are done, give the list to me. I'll have a word with the college student union to try and arrange better lanes or competition venues."

"Slap!"

He Yulin couldn't help it anymore and slammed the table hard: "Don't always try to dodge the question; we're talking about serious business!"

"Heh, is 'serious business' talking about feelings?"

Deng Yidi said with a smile from behind.

"What does it have to do with you?"

He Yulin was very annoyed at being interrupted, especially by Deng Yidi.

"I'm planning to participate in the autumn sports meet, so I'm here to sign up."

Deng Yidi fought back without showing any weakness.

It was an open secret in the class that He Yulin and Deng Yidi had a conflict.

One thought the other was tacky, and the other thought the first was loose; therefore, for public activities in the class, Deng Yidi only communicated with Yang Tianxing.

However, this really was serious business for Deng Yidi, so He Yulin had no choice but to leave.

He Yulin returned to her seat, saw the expectant look in Liu Jiaoyue's eyes beside her, shook her head, and said: "He has been playing dumb, and I can't do anything about it. In any case, you are also stupid. A man like Yang Tianxing cannot tolerate any sand in his eyes. You wanted to hide things when you encountered problems; that is a lack of respect for him."

"I know I did wrong."

Liu Jiaoyue said aggrievedly. Her face had thinned out significantly over the past few days; she used to have a round, beautiful oval face, but now it had almost turned into a delicate pointed face like Xiao Zhiliao's.

"Forget it, find another opportunity later. In any case, he can't possibly abandon you."

"Really?"

Liu Jiaoyue asked blankly.

"Sigh, you."

He Yulin couldn't help but sigh: "Pretty, obedient, good figure, and most importantly, very stupid. If I were Yang Tianxing, I wouldn't be able to bear leaving you either."

Hearing herself called stupid, Liu Jiaoyue felt a bit embarrassed. She tilted her head and rested it on her arm, looking at Yang Tianxing talking to Deng Yidi with some envy.

"Actually, Jiaoyue is really a good girl, but fate is sometimes so mysterious; it really can't be forced. People who might have had nothing to do with each other might end up together in the end."

Deng Yidi said while fluttering her long eyelashes.

Yang Tianxing was lowering his head, writing a project outline. The autumn sports meet was also a good opportunity to promote Rocket 101. Now he only listed the outline and let Fu Yiming and Hua Xiaoyu be responsible for the implementation.

This way, he could do more important things, and secondly, he could take the opportunity to exercise their abilities.

Listening to the subtle probing in Deng Yidi's words, Yang Tianxing said nonchalantly: "Didn't you vow to be a mistress? How did your goal change to becoming the main wife?"

Deng Yidi was a bit shy: "With Jiaoyue there, I felt the main wife had no chance. Now that she has left, actually, I can try it."

Yang Tianxing smiled and handed the project outline to Fu Yiming: "Discuss anything with Hua Xiaoyu; try not to look for me."

With everything settled, Yang Tianxing stood up and prepared to leave the classroom. He patted Deng Yidi on the shoulder in passing and said: "A person of ambition should set long-term goals. Don't change your ideals casually. I still like hearing you call me Daddy."

Watching Yang Tianxing's dashing, truancy-bound back, Deng Yidi curled her red lips: "Daddy it is, then."

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Yang Tianxing exited the teaching building. The autumn rain that had been falling for several days finally stopped. The air was filled with freshness and clarity, and the sky gradually showed signs of clearing up; tomorrow should be another sunny day.

"A good time to expand one's territory."

Yang Tianxing sighed, returned to the dormitory, and took out the calligraphy works sent by Old Yang from the Jinzhou Calligraphy Association.

Yang Jianjun had a carefree, hermit-like temperament. He had no ambition for a career; after work, he often rode his bicycle to find people to play Chinese chess, or practiced calligraphy, and was very familiar with a group of people from the Calligraphy Association.

They had some fame themselves, though not much. Once Old Yang spoke up, they all readily stamped their seals and gifted them.

These calligraphy works were to build a good relationship with Liu Xu, the director of the Science Institute's Student Entrepreneurship Center. This Director Liu didn't love money, didn't drink, didn't smoke, and just liked to engage in the affectations of a cultured person.

Yang Tianxing thought to himself, is it hard to pretend to be a cultured person? Today, I'll also mingle in the cultural circle.

"Director Liu, this is a work by Chen Fengtong, the vice president of our Jinzhou Calligraphy Association. The old gentleman is already over sixty this year, and his pseudonym is Master of the Bamboo and Orchid Pavilion."

Yang Tianxing pointed to the bottom right corner of the calligraphy: "Director Liu, please look, the seal of the Master of the Bamboo and Orchid Pavilion is here."

"Oh, it really is."

Liu Xu took a magnifying glass from his drawer, put it over his eye, and looked at it, commenting with a "tsk-tsk": "This cursive script is elegant, vigorous, dignified, and flowing. It's truly excellent."

Yang Tianxing took out a second piece: "This is the calligraphy of Teacher Wang Neng, the secretary-general of our Jinzhou Calligraphy Association. Please take a look, Director Liu."

Liu Xu picked up the magnifying glass again, nodded, and commented: "This one is also very good. Boss Yang has gone to great trouble."

"Director Liu, don't be so polite. Just call me Tianxing."

Yang Tianxing said with a smile: "Actually, I don't understand calligraphy either; it would be a waste in my hands. As the saying goes, a precious sword should be gifted to a hero. If Director Liu doesn't mind, please help me keep it as a token of appreciation."

Liu Xu could roughly guess Yang Tianxing's intentions, but he also had some concerns: "Boss Yang, I have no way to lower the rental price of the storefront. There are explicit regulations in the school."

He thought Yang Tianxing was giving gifts to get a discount.

Yang Tianxing smiled, thinking that since he had stayed at the university to work right after graduation, he still retained a trace of sincerity, stating his concerns before accepting the items.

If it had been that seasoned rogue Zhang Liye, he definitely would have accepted them first and talked later, and as for whether it would work out, that would purely depend on fate.

Yang Tianxing said sincerely, "Director Liu, what are you thinking? We intellectuals don't talk about money; how about this, let's sign the lease agreement first."

In order to put Liu Xu's mind at ease, and also to make Liu Xu accept the calligraphy and paintings, Yang Tianxing handled the procedures immediately, not even blinking an eye when paying the rent.

"This..."

Seeing such a straightforward Yang Tianxing, Liu Xu rubbed his hands in embarrassment; in his heart, he felt he owed Yang Tianxing a favor.

Not only that, Yang Tianxing invited him, "Brother Liu, let's have lunch together. I heard you have some research on cultural relics; please broaden our knowledge."

Pang Haofei, the general agent for Rocket 101 at the Academy of Sciences, also chimed in from the side, "Senior Liu, it's at a private room in a hotel right next to the school, the spot is already booked."

Liu Xu, who generally did not attend social engagements, felt too embarrassed to decline again, so he picked up his bag and said, "Let's go."

After returning from the meal, Yang Tianxing had successfully integrated into the cultural circle, and to Liu Xu, Yang Tianxing was now one of his own.