Chapter 83: The Hero Behind the Scenes: Yang Tianxing

From last night until now, heavy snow has been falling, blanketing the entire night. Even now, snowflakes continue to drift outside the window, dancing in the air like white spirits. The campus of the Finance University has been covered by this pure white, wrapped in silver and looking exceptionally enchanting.

At eight in the morning, Yang Tianxing was woken up by his alarm. He struggled to shrink his body into the warm quilt, clinging to a bit of warmth, then counted to five, catapulted himself out of bed, and put on his clothes and pants, getting out of bed in one smooth motion.

There was no help for it; winter was too cold, and electric heaters weren't allowed in the dormitory, so this was the only way to get up.

The others in Dorm 312 were also woken up by Yang Tianxing's movements. Song Fei's eyes were still closed, but his mouth opened first: "Second Brother, it's already finals week, it's too late to compete for the Merit Student award now."

Yang Tianxing kept his mouth shut and said nothing. Only after putting on all his clothes did he slowly let out a breath: "I'm not competing for any damn Merit Student award. My daily participation points have probably all been deducted. Today is the department debate tournament, the semi-final death match. Xie is going to the scene, and I have to show my face."

"Oh right, our department team has Chen Sisi from our class in it."

Qian Jiale muttered a sentence after hearing this.

After finishing his wash, Yang Tianxing reminded them before going downstairs: "It's at nine-thirty in the morning in the grand lecture hall. Don't be late; we need to cheer for Little Sister Chen when the time comes."

After being stirred up by Yang Tianxing like this, they felt they couldn't sleep anymore, and without knowing who started it, they simply began chatting.

"Time really flies. I didn't even notice, it's almost winter break."

Qian Jiale sighed.

After hearing this, Song Fei sat up, struggled to pull the quilt over himself, and lit a cigarette: "This past half-year felt like it was spent in a game. Thinking about it, it's really a pity. You dog-day Qian Jiale, don't you dare call me to play games next semester."

Qian Jiale was unhappy: "Clearly Old Six has the biggest internet addiction, why are you blaming me?"

Yi Min was deathly afraid of the cold and curled himself up in the quilt: "Don't blame me either. You guys forgot that when you first skipped class, you didn't even call me; I had to fight for the opportunity myself. Besides, it was Second Brother who tricked us into going; otherwise, I would definitely have gotten a scholarship by now."

Song Fei spat at Yi Min's pretentious remark, but thinking about it carefully, it made a lot of sense. After Yang Tianxing took them online, he turned around and went to start his own part-time business.

It seems to be going quite well for now; at the very least, in the Finance Institute, almost everyone has a "Rocket 101" promotional paper bag.

Song Fei was a bit curious and asked Fu Yiming: "Old Fu, you're doing part-time work with Second Brother, is he making money over there?"

Fu Yiming was also awake and leaning on his bed smoking, glancing at Song Fei: "A few cents commission per package, after deducting labor and utilities, it's just barely breaking even. What, you want to come do part-time work too?"

This was what Yang Tianxing had instructed Fu Yiming long ago; he said this to whoever asked.

Song Fei shook his head: "I plan to study hard next semester, so I intend to pull a few more all-nighters this semester to finish up my future internet time."

Yi Le poked his head out from the quilt: "Brother Fei, truly, 'a thousand cups of wine are not enough when meeting a bosom friend.' I've always thought the same. Tonight, Heaven and Earth Internet Cafe, let's do it."

Yang Tianxing bought a breakfast from the cafeteria and walked toward the entrepreneurship base, swaying while exhaling white mist.

He had a cigarette hanging from his mouth, the ash already long, occasionally drifting onto Yang Tianxing's clothes, though he didn't care in the slightest.

There were quite a few people at Entrepreneurship Base 101. It wasn't strange that Liu Jiaoyue was here, but there were also several debaters from Public Administration Class 2 and He Yulin. It seemed the lecture hall hadn't opened yet, so they were doing their final preparations here.

The four teams in this debate tournament were the Humanities and Social Sciences Department, the Accounting Department, the Actuarial Science Department, and the Information Finance Department.

The Accounting Department and the Actuarial Science Department were both veteran powerhouses, the Humanities and Social Sciences Department was also a stable semi-finalist, and the Information Finance Department had only just emerged this year.

The Finance Institute's semi-final debate tournament was a death match; basically, every team had to face each other once, and then the champion and runner-up would be decided based on each team's performance, which placed high demands on the contestants.

Chen Sisi was the first speaker for the Humanities Department, an important role for the opening statement. Li Jia and Liu Qiqi, the two reserve contestants, were helping her reach her best state.

After Yang Tianxing entered the room, everyone didn't exchange much of a greeting as they were already very familiar with each other and were busy with their own tasks. Yang Tianxing walked up to Liu Jiaoyue: "Have you eaten breakfast?"

"I had some white porridge."

Liu Jiaoyue reached out to help Yang Tianxing brush the cigarette ash off his clothes while whispering.

Yang Tianxing asked the other debaters, Chen Sisi and the others: "Have you all eaten?"

They nodded as well.

Then Yang Tianxing stopped asking and prepared to enjoy his breakfast.

He Yulin walked over angrily: "Why didn't you ask me?"

Yang Tianxing looked up: "Because I could tell you haven't eaten."

"You..."

Secretary He was so angry she wanted to hit someone. Yang Tianxing gave a cheeky smile, handed his breakfast to her, and went to the cafeteria to buy another portion.

Before long, the counselor Xie Yu'an also arrived. Yang Tianxing chatted with him for a while, and when the time was right, everyone went to the lecture hall together.

There were quite a few students along the way going to the lecture hall to cheer. As they walked, Yang Tianxing saw a familiar figure; it was the girl from the Actuarial Science Department he had met while drinking milk tea in the cafeteria that night.

At the time, Yang Tianxing had claimed to be from the "Accounting Department," and he didn't know if this young lady still remembered that.

It seemed he had to go remind her; old scores couldn't be forgotten.

Yang Tianxing said to Xie Yu'an: "I'm going to be a hero behind the scenes; pretend you don't know me in a moment."

Xie Yu'an hadn't even reacted before he saw Yang Tianxing suddenly walk forward quickly, his arm deliberately bumping into that girl.

"Hey, why are you running so fast?"

The girl from the Actuarial Science Department said, frowning.

But Yang Tianxing didn't offer a single word of apology; he took one look and ran past.

"Isn't he that guy from the Accounting Department that night?"

Someone nearby immediately recognized him.

The female debater stared at Yang Tianxing's back for a few moments, pushed up her glasses, and said: "Do you remember what we said? We must defeat the Accounting Department!"

To make the act complete, Yang Tianxing specifically looked for an acquaintance from the Accounting Department, the Accounting student "Linghu Chong" Lin Bing.

"Lin Bing, I have something to discuss with you."

Lin Bing turned his head: "What is it?"

"No rush, let's sit down and talk slowly."

The grand lecture hall could hold nearly 1,000 people. Yang Tianxing followed Lin Bing to sit in the Accounting Department's section, and on the way, he bumped into Long Fuxin and Wen Xiubo.

None of the three greeted each other. After Yang Tianxing passed by, Long Fuxin cursed: "A person like that would definitely be a traitor in ancient times; now they call it a department traitor, actually defecting to the Accounting Department."

Wen Xiubo ignored Long Fuxin's nonsense and suddenly said: "Rocket 101."

"What?"

The surrounding environment was a bit noisy, and Long Fuxin didn't hear clearly for a moment.

Wen Xiubo pointed at the banner in the lecture hall: "Rocket 101, that's Yang Tianxing's stuff."

Long Fuxin raised his head and sure enough saw a promotional banner for Rocket 101 Express hanging on the side wall.

Beside him, Wen Xiubo sighed: "This is a debate competition organized by the Youth League Committee and the college student union, but the fact that Yang Tianxing's stuff can be hung here shows that we didn't lose unjustly last time."

As for Yang Tianxing, he had told Lin Bing he had something to discuss, but after sitting down, he didn't say a word.

Lin Bing thought he was organizing his thoughts, but didn't expect Yang Tianxing to leave directly as soon as the debate competition started.

Lin Bing didn't understand the situation and looked depressed.

The topics of the debate competition were all common, cliché subjects.

After listening for a while, Yang Tianxing felt bored and returned to 101; he didn't have anything to talk to Lin Bing about at all.

At noon, all the students from Public Administration Class 2 came to the entrepreneurship base, and everyone had a joyful look on their face.

"Looks like the results are pretty good," Yang Tianxing said with a smile.

"Second place, the best result in history."

Xie Yu'an shook his head, unable to understand: "This year, the Actuarial Science Department was like it had gone crazy; whenever they ran into the Accounting Department, they would just unleash a series of unreasonable combo punches. The two strong sides fought, letting our department slip through the cracks, and we inexplicably ended up as the runners-up."