Chapter 716: Husband

After lunch, Xu Youyu got up to wash the dishes, then returned to the room to take a nap.

Li Luo took Yan Zhusheng and set out from home, strolling slowly toward Qianjiang University.

They left home around one in the afternoon, and by the time they reached Qianjiang University's Cultural Square, it was nearly half past one.

The club members who had finished lunch were already ready, returning under their respective tents to continue their busy recruitment activities.

Li Luo had already accompanied Ying Chanxi here once yesterday, so most of the clubs were familiar faces to him.

Only a few clubs had vanished today, replaced by other small ones.

Not everyone could be a four- or five-star club that recruited for three straight days.

For small clubs, getting just one day was already a blessing.

"I remember seeing the badminton club over there yesterday," Li Luo pointed north, leading Yan Zhusheng toward it, "Should we join badminton first?"

"Mm." Yan Zhusheng nodded obediently and followed beside Li Luo in that direction.

Compared to Xu Youyu and Ying Chanxi, Yan Zhusheng already had strong competitive looks, and walking among crowds made her even more eye-catching.

As they walked, Li Luo could clearly feel eyes gathering on them.

If Xu Youyu's face leaned toward allure, and Ying Chanxi's toward cuteness and purity, then Yan Zhusheng's beauty was absolute refinement.

It was the classic high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, large eyes—features with strong three-dimensionality, instantly recognizable at a glance.

Add to that her snow-white, Bingshan-like skin, which from afar looked exquisitely carved, making it nearly impossible to look away once seen.

So naturally, someone recognized Yan Zhusheng.

After all, she was Yuan Wanqing's daughter, had performed on major stages like Singer, and had frequently appeared at Yuan Wanqing's concerts over the past year.

More importantly, many of Yan Zhusheng's emoji packs were circulating in QQ and WeChat groups.

Supposedly, their usage rate was quite high, showing just how popular she was online.

Now, walking down the street, some bold fans actually approached her for autographs and photos.

Yan Zhusheng immediately turned to look at Li Luo; after receiving his approval, she politely signed autographs and took photos, satisfying her fans' idol worship.

"You're basically a little celebrity now," Li Luo teased as they kept walking.

"So are you," Yan Zhusheng said. "Nobody asks you for autographs?"

"Well, there are some," Li Luo recalled.

Just in our class, Liang Yuling and Chi Lingfeng have privately asked me for autographs.

But I've never experienced what Yan Zhusheng does—people coming up to ask for autographs while walking down the street.

As they chatted, they reached the badminton club's tent and planned to get an application form.

But as soon as they arrived, a familiar voice came from inside the tent.

"Huh? Li Luo?" Zhao Letian's surprised voice rang out, "Yan Zhusheng is here too? You're here to join the club?"

"Mm." Yan Zhusheng nodded, took the application form from Zhao Letian, and began filling it out herself.

Li Luo, however, looked at this roommate of Xu Youyu in surprise and asked, "You're in the badminton club?"

"Yeah," Zhao Letian chuckled. "Last year I tried to get your Youyu to join too, but she was too lazy—refused outright."

"Trying to get her to play badminton is like asking her to die," Li Luo laughed, not worried about Zhao Letian seeing him with Yan Zhusheng.

After all, when Zhao Letian went to see Yuan Wanqing's concert with Xu Youyu's roommates last year, he'd already met Yan Zhusheng and knew she was his "distant cousin."

At that moment, Yan Zhusheng also cooperated by looking at Li Luo: "Big brother, I've filled out your application too."

"Just hand it to me," Zhao Letian grinned, took it, and watched them leave.

Once they were far enough away, Li Luo cleared his throat and reminded her: "You don't have to call me 'big brother' in front of strangers—it's too forced."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded obediently. "Then what should I call you? Husband?"

"... Just call me by name." Li Luo's heart went warm at hearing her say "husband," and he even felt a lingering craving.

So after showing her a row of clubs, he didn't turn back the way they came—he instead led her toward Qiuzhen Lake, found a secluded corner, and pulled her into his arms.

"What did you just call me?"

"Li Luo."

"Not that."

"You told me to call you by name."

"There's no one around now—use a different term."

"Big brother?"

"Looks like you need a good scolding," Li Luo lightly slapped her buttocks.

Yan Zhusheng closed her eyes in pleasure and arched back further: "Again."

"... You're addicted now, aren't you?"

"Mm~ Husband, again."

"Say it once more."

"Husband."

"So sweet—I'll reward you."

…

When the two returned to the Cultural Square, over half an hour had passed.

This time, Li Luo genuinely accompanied Yan Zhusheng through the entire circuit, showing her every club she found interesting.

Qianjiang University's clubs truly were numerous, covering every imaginable category.

Just music-related clubs numbered over ten.

Besides the "Free Seven Notes" club Niu Qingling had dragged her into yesterday, there were also dedicated rap clubs and professional classical orchestras.

Beyond that, there were guitar clubs, and the Qingyun Piano Club Yan Zhusheng had mentioned before.

Moreover, there were some student-created campus bands that, due to insufficient members to meet the new club establishment standard, could only affiliate under the Student Music Association.

But they still counted as small clubs in their own right.

It's said that Qianjiang University has seven or eight such bands internally.

"You like rap too?" Li Luo asked, surprised to see she had filled out an application form for the rap club.

"I listen to a bit of everything," Yan Zhusheng blinked her eyes. "But I don't like many rap lyrics—though the melodies are often quite good."

"I see." Li Luo nodded, then led Yan Zhusheng toward the roof of the Free Seven Tones club. "I ran into Niu Qingling here yesterday. She told me to bring you over for sure."

"Is Niu senior also here?"

"Yes, over there," Li Luo said. "I don't know if she's here today."

As they spoke, the two walked toward the roof of the Free Seven Tones club.

The origin of the name "Free Seven Tones" is quite meaningful.

"Seven Tones" refers to the seven musical scales in traditional music; "Free" symbolizes the club's ethos.

Free Seven Tones promotes free creation and does not confine itself to any musical style.

Whether pop, rock, electronic, or ancient-style, all are welcomed, supporting musical diversity and encouraging members to blend personal styles and cross-genre experimentation. It's one of the more liberal music clubs, with almost no personal requirements—just knowing music is enough.

"Zhusheng! Zhusheng! Over here!"

As the two approached the roof of the Free Seven Tones club, Niu Qingling—who had been waiting there—noticed them early, immediately stood up, and waved enthusiastically in their direction.

Her shout caused the other Free Seven Tones members to rise one by one, looking at Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng with curiosity and excitement.

"Holy shit, really?"

"The guy is Chongran, and the girl beside him must be Yan Zhusheng, right?"

"She looks even prettier in person than on TV."

"Senior Ling, is Yan Zhusheng really joining our club?"

"Do you think I'd lie to you?" Niu Qingling rolled her eyes. "Show some respect. Stop staring with those lecherous looks—you'll scare our Zhusheng."

"Cough… cough…"

The male members immediately coughed, straightened their clothes, and put on an air of upright gentlemen.

At this moment, Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng had reached the roof.

"Here, this is the application form," Niu Qingling smiled at Yan Zhusheng. Watching her carefully fill it out, she turned to Li Luo beside her. "Xie Shuchen came by this morning. Now we're all together again."

"Really?" Li Luo raised an eyebrow. "What about Senior Shao?"

"He's here," Niu Qingling chuckled. "Shao Youpeng is also a member of our club, but he's handling tomorrow's recruitment, so he didn't come today."

"What a coincidence," Li Luo smiled too.

Back when Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng were in Gao Yi, several Gao Er seniors were preparing for a competition and skipped rock club rehearsals, nearly ruining their sports festival performance plan.

In the end, Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng stepped in, and Xie Shuchen switched from guitarist to keyboardist, barely filling the band's lineup.

Unexpectedly, time has passed and three years went by in the blink of an eye; the five of them could actually reunite at the same university.

Thinking of it, Shao Youpeng was quite impressive—he also got into Qianjiang University.

But his younger brother, Shao Heqi, who had been Li Luo and Ying Chanxi's classmate since middle and high school, sadly didn't make it and ended up attending Qianjiang Polytechnic University.

Watching Yan Zhusheng finish the form, Niu Qingling happily took it, then suggested: "We five haven't been together in ages—why not form a band again?"

"I'm fine with it—depends on Zhusheng's opinion," Li Luo smiled.

"Sure," Yan Zhusheng nodded. "But what would we do?"

"There's plenty we could do!" Niu Qingling's enthusiasm surged now that both agreed.

She had only mentioned it offhand, but now she was serious. "Qian University has plenty of events where bands can perform."

"Like school galas, music festivals, club recruitment days, or even the Hundred Clubs Night—you can apply to perform at all of them."

"That sounds great," Yan Zhusheng nodded happily.

Whenever there was a chance to perform, she never turned it down—she loved nothing more than the feeling of letting loose on stage.

"Haha~ If you agree, I'll go find Xie Shuchen and Shao Youpeng," Niu Qingling beamed. "Then I'll tell the president—we'll just affiliate our band under Free Seven Tones."

"When can we perform?" Yan Zhusheng asked eagerly.

"Hmm… there aren't any galas coming up soon," Niu Qingling thought. "But after National Day next month, there's a music festival, I think."

"We don't have to wait that long."

As Niu Qingling pondered, a voice came from behind the roof.

A slender boy in a casual T-shirt and jeans walked over, smiling as he approached Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng, shook Li Luo's hand, and said: "I'm the current president of Free Seven Tones. Nice to meet you both."

…

Evening.

As time passed the dinner hour and reached half past six, the Cultural Plaza grew increasingly crowded—more lively than during the day.

At seven o'clock, the Hundred Clubs Night would officially begin.

Many students had come specifically for it.

Even upperclassmen from Gao Er and Gao San, though already in clubs, came specifically to watch performances and satisfy their curiosity.

Amid this lively atmosphere, Li Luo's group met under the pavilion by Qiuzhen Lake.

"Heyyy~ Feels like ages since we last saw each other!"

Xu Yinghuan, always full of energy, bounced over waving, her arm linked with Zhao Rongjun's as they arrived at the pavilion.

Inside the pavilion, Ying Chanxi and Qiao Xinyan had already arrived together.

Xu Youyu arrived a moment later, slightly behind Xu Yinghuan and Zhao Rongjun.

Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng strolled over slowly after dinner.

The seven of them were reunited.

"We haven't gathered like this in ages," Xu Yinghuan said happily, hugging Qiao Xinyan's arm affectionately.

Qiao Xinyan laughed along: "After classes started, I was so busy—only just relaxed this weekend."

"Let's hurry over," Ying Chanxi said beside them. "Otherwise the good spots will all be taken."

"Let's go, let's go," Xu Youyu led the way forward, and the others followed closely behind.

The five girls clustered together, while Li Luo and Zhao Rongjun walked side by side behind them, chatting about male topics.

"Feeling better lately?" Li Luo asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Zhao Rongjun paused. "What do you mean, better?"

"The problem you didn't tell me about last time," Li Luo chuckled. "You've probably felt much better these past few days, right?"

Hearing this, Zhao Rongjun recalled something, then stared in surprise: "How did you know?"

"I could tell," Li Luo patted Zhao Rongjun's shoulder. "But you can't always count on girls accommodating you—you've got to step up yourself."

"Yeah, I know," Zhao Rongjun nodded lightly, then whispered, "Actually, I've got some plans."

"What plans?"

"I want to take the entrance exam for Zhu Academy," Zhao Rongjun said seriously.

Just as Zhao Rongjun spoke these words, Xu Yinghuan rushed over, holding her phone and pointing the camera at them: "What are you two whispering about? Look at the lens!"

"What are you doing?" Li Luo asked.

"Recording a video, documenting life," Xu Yinghuan grinned. "I'm posting it on Douyin."

"You still use that?" Li Luo raised an eyebrow, placing his hand on Zhao Rongjun's shoulder. "Go ahead."

"Got it~" Xu Yinghuan beamed, ending the recording. "Perfect! Now everyone's in the shot."

"Where'd you download this?" Li Luo asked curiously.

"Ren Zheng recommended it to me—it's kind of fun."

"Really?" Li Luo nodded, said no more, and walked with Zhao Rongjun behind the girls until they reached the edge of the Cultural Square, where a temporary stage had been set up—they secured a good viewing spot.

(End of Chapter)