Chapter 718: Want to Take a Bath With You

Just as the Hundred Clubs Night was about to begin, Li Luo received a message from Niu Qingling and replied.

Not long after, Niu Qingling arrived with two others at Li Luo's side.

"Hey, long time no see," Li Luo said with a smile as he spotted them.

Xie Shuchen chuckled and stepped forward, lightly punching Li Luo on the shoulder: "It's only been a little over a month."

"I wasn't talking about you," Li Luo laughed, turning to Shao Youpeng: "Shao senior, it's been a long time indeed."

"More than a year," Shao Youpeng sighed. "I heard you and Ying Chanxi topped the provincial exams—I thought we'd never see you again, but you ended up coming to Qianjiang University."

"Isn't it obvious? I wanted to form a band with everyone again," Li Luo said with a grin.

"Sure, whatever," Shao Youpeng rolled his eyes, then his gaze landed on Xu Youyu. Noticing Xu Youyu's look, he smiled: "Class monitor, long time no see."

"Mm," Xu Youyu nodded, curiously asking, "Are you planning to form a band?"

"Yeah," Shao Youpeng pointed to Niu Qingling beside him. "If it weren't for Sister Niu finding me, I wouldn't have known Li Luo was here at Qianjiang too."

But now that he saw Xu Youyu, Shao Youpeng suddenly understood—his mind had already guessed why Li Luo chose Qianjiang University.

After all, only here could he keep all three girls close by.

Thinking of this, Shao Youpeng couldn't help but smirk, his eyes sweeping over Xu Youyu, Ying Chanxi, and Yan Zhusheng before returning to Li Luo, thinking: this bastard really knows how to enjoy life.

As a student from Fu Yi High, Shao Youpeng knew very well the relationship among these four.

Especially during Gao San, when Xu Youyu's secret of writing Online Novels was exposed, many classmates began spreading rumors.

As Xu Youyu's absolute fan, Shao Youpeng found out immediately.

After that, his fantasies about Xu Youyu shattered completely.

Even after entering Qianjiang University, he barely kept in touch with Xu Youyu anymore, and this year he even got a girlfriend—finally found his own place.

In contrast, his younger brother, even though he went to Qianjiang Polytechnic, still pined for Ying Chanxi.

Totally clueless.

Shao Youpeng sighed helplessly at the thought.

After a round of greetings, the stage performances officially began.

Once the host stepped on stage to announce the official opening of the Hundred Clubs Night, the roller skating club's acrobatic roller skating opening act immediately appeared.

I have to say.

Even though all were club performances, each was surprisingly professional.

These were clearly just students' hobbies during their free time, yet they turned roller skating into something dazzling.

At least from Li Luo's perspective as an audience member, the show was truly spectacular.

After that, other bands from Qianjiang University took the stage to perform songs.

Then came performances by the folk dance society, Yue Opera Society, African drum club, a cappella group, anime society, magic association, and more.

Even the flute and xiao association appeared.

When the host announced the club's name, Li Luo couldn't help teasing Shao Youpeng beside him: "Look, even flutes and xiao have clubs—why don't we have a bass club?"

Shao Youpeng's face darkened instantly: "If you can't speak properly, just stay quiet. Bass players are the coolest, okay?"

Hearing this, Xie Shuchen and Niu Qingling beside him burst out laughing.

After ten clubs finished their performances, the live interaction segment began.

The host invited several audience members onstage to play "Draw and Guess," handed out gifts, then moved on to the next performance segment.

The street dance club, Fan Yin Drama Society, art xiangsheng association, Hanfu Society, ballroom dance association, guitar club, and Lingyun Musical Theatre Society each delivered brilliant performances in turn.

I have to say, the quality of the clubs at Qianjiang University is really outstanding. The clubs that get to perform at the Hundred Clubs Night are all the more excellent ones within the university, and right from the start they captivated the audience, making the freshmen yearn to be part of it.

While Ying Chanxi and the others were immersed in the stage performances, Li Luo's group of five had vanished.

"Huh?"

Just after watching Lingyun Musical Theatre Society's musical, Ying Chanxi turned to share her thoughts with Li Luo—only to find he was gone.

"Where's Li Luo?"

"Huh? He was just here," Zhao Rongjun, prompted, turned around and realized Li Luo was indeed gone. "Niu senior and the others are gone too."

"Did we get separated?" Xu Youyu asked, puzzled. "But it's not like all five of them are that clueless."

As the group wondered, about to pull out their phones to call,

The host on stage announced the name of the final performance.

"Next, please welcome our final club of tonight."

"From Ziyu Qiyin Society—the Shengsheng Bu Xi Band—with their original composition—'The Sky Has No Limits'!"

"I'm sure many of you are already familiar with this song. As for why they call it their band's original track… ha~ you'll find out when they appear!"

At these words, Ying Chanxi and the others below instantly realized.

"Holy shit! Can Zhusheng and the others even perform on stage?" Xu Yinghuan, hearing this, immediately understood what was happening—she erupted in excitement, grabbing Zhao Rongjun's arm and cheering.

"They didn't even tell us ahead of time," Ying Chanxi said, pleasantly surprised, then muttered under her breath, "And they made us worry for nothing."

"Hmph," Xu Youyu crossed her arms and smiled. "It's a nice little surprise. Didn't expect the Student Union would agree."

Actually, the performance lineup had already been finalized.

As Qianjiang University's representative for pop music, Ziyu Qiyin Society had naturally been allocated one performance slot.

But after learning that Chongran and Yan Zhusheng had joined the club, the original lead organizer, wanting to make a splash at this Hundred Clubs Night, suddenly decided to give up the slot and hand it to Li Luo's group.

With the club president personally negotiating with the Student Union, everything went smoothly.

After all, Chongran and Yan Zhusheng still carried strong recognition.

Inviting such figures to perform at the Hundred Clubs Night would greatly aid the Student Union's future promotion efforts.

Thus, under a string of green lights, the "Shengsheng Bu Xi" band—formed less than half a day ago—made its official debut on Qianjiang University's Hundred Clubs Night, announcing its formation.

If Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng walking through the crowd were merely eye-catching,

Once they step onto the stage, anyone who has seen their performance before will find it impossible not to recognize them.

Especially when Yan Zhusheng's voice rang out, line after line of familiar lyrics lingered in the audience's ears; coupled with the host's earlier remarks, everyone instantly understood.

"That's Yan Zhusheng?"

"Who?"

"Yuan Wanqing's daughter!"

"I've heard this song before—it's Yuan Wanqing's, right? Then why call it their original?" "Look at the guy playing guitar beside her—that's Chongran! The lyricist and composer of 'The Sky Has No Limits'!"

"I'm from the affiliated No. 1 High School next door—you didn't know? This song was first performed at our New Year's Eve gala, by those five people themselves—calling it their original band track is completely justified!"

It must be said that whenever Yan Zhusheng steps on stage, her performance is always flawless—as if she were born for such a stage.

At this moment, she shed her usual calm and aloof demeanor, unleashing all the energy she had accumulated.

When they reached the chorus's climax, her high notes instantly conquered every audience member present.

After the song ended, Yan Zhusheng breathed lightly, set down the microphone, and looked down at the sea of people on the stage floor, waiting for the other band members to step forward, line up, and bow slightly to the crowd.

The venue erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Li Luo also remembered the president's request—he took the microphone from Yan Zhusheng and smiled at the crowd: "Students interested in music clubs, don't forget to follow our Free Seven Notes Society—I'm here, and so is Zhusheng, waiting for you."

"Holy crap! Is this even fair?" The senior students from other music clubs backstage immediately complained.

Those who knew the Free Seven Notes Society president well grabbed his arm angrily: "You bastard! All the benefits are yours!"

"How come a freshman can get on stage? I'm going to report this to the principal!" someone joked beside them.

The president of Free Seven Notes Society chuckled smugly: "You don't think I'm just anyone, do you? Doing something like this takes guts—I even gave up my own performance slot, didn't I? All for the better development of the club."

Hearing this, everyone rolled their eyes.

But the performance was over, so there was nothing more to say—tonight, Free Seven Notes Society was unquestionably the biggest winner.

Tomorrow is the final day of club recruitment; it will surely attract many to join Free Seven Notes Society.

After all, with Chongran and Yan Zhusheng as such prominent names, they're incredibly attractive.

But the president of the nearby guitar club had a different thought—when the band Shengsheng Bu Xi prepared to leave the stage, he rushed over immediately: "There's no rule saying you can only join one club—I think Chongran plays guitar really well; he should totally join our guitar club!"

"If that's the case, Yan Zhusheng's voice is absolutely stunning—she'd be perfect for our a cappella group."

"Hey hey hey! What are you doing?!" Seeing the group heading toward them, the president of Free Seven Notes Society panicked.

Unfortunately, he was outnumbered—he could only watch helplessly as clubs across campus extended olive branches to Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng.

…

By nine o'clock that night, after finally escaping the crowd of senior students from various clubs, Li Luo bid farewell to Niu Qingling and the others, then drove Yan Zhusheng and the two other girls back to Bihai Lanting.

Xu Youyu stretched, then walked back to his bedroom to start writing.

Yan Zhusheng went to the balcony to fetch her clean, dried pajamas, preparing to shower in the corridor bathroom.

She also picked up Ying Chanxi's pajamas and handed them over, asking: "Chanxi, want to shower together?"

"Are you washing your hair?" Ying Chanxi didn't answer right away, but asked instead.

"Yes," Yan Zhusheng nodded. "It's been days since I last washed it—it's inconvenient to wash hair in the dorm."

"Then go ahead first," Ying Chanxi said. After watching Yan Zhusheng enter the corridor bathroom, she picked up her own pajamas and followed Li Luo into his master bedroom.

Then Li Luo watched Ying Chanxi walk into the master bedroom's bathroom.

Li Luo assumed she simply wanted to use the master bathroom to avoid waiting with Yan Zhusheng.

But as Li Luo sat down at his desk, planning to wait for Ying Chanxi to shower first while he wrote, he saw her come out after placing her pajamas inside.

Soon, Li Luo's pajamas were placed on his desk.

This made Li Luo pause slightly.

Because Ying Chanxi didn't put the pajamas on the empty spot—she laid them directly over his keyboard, preventing him from typing.

"What are you doing?" Li Luo, confused, lifted the pajamas away. "Go ahead and shower—I can write first. I'll put on the pajamas after I shower."

Ying Chanxi said nothing, just stared at him without blinking. When he moved the pajamas and exposed the keyboard again, she reached out and covered it once more.

Li Luo: "...?"

"No, what's your point?"

"No point," Ying Chanxi averted her gaze, too embarrassed to meet Li Luo's eyes. After placing the pajamas back over his keyboard, she turned and walked into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the shower.

But the bathroom door remained wide open.

Li Luo looked at the pajamas covering his keyboard, then at the open bathroom door—her meaning was now perfectly clear.

This girl really...

She just wanted to shower with him, but was too shy to say it outright?

Li Luo couldn't help but smile wryly. He stood up, took his pajamas, and walked to the bathroom door.

Then, deliberately keeping the pajamas behind his back so Ying Chanxi couldn't see, he reached out and closed the bathroom door.

"Don't leave the door open—the steam is spreading everywhere. I closed it for you."

After closing the door, Li Luo stood straight in front of it, silently counting down in his mind.

Three.

Two.

One.

The door opened.

Ying Chanxi's flushed, angry face peeked through the crack—clearly annoyed, about to say something.

But when she opened the door and saw Li Luo smiling at the threshold, her face turned bright red.

"What are you doing standing there?"

"I wonder when you'll come begging me."

"W-what would I beg you for?"

"Beg me to bathe with you."

"Who wants to bathe with you…"

"So you don't want to bathe with me?" Li Luo's face showed disappointment and regret; he shook his head and turned to leave. "Then forget it. I guess I misunderstood."

"Don't…" Ying Chanxi, seeing this, finally couldn't hold back and reached out, grabbing Li Luo's wrist. She lowered her head and muttered softly, "You're so mean."

"Then what does that mean?" Li Luo asked, barely holding back his smile.

"It's just… I just want to bathe with you!"

(End of Chapter)