Chapter 767

The song "The Sky Has No Limits" had already been the signature piece of the Shengsheng Buxi band long before Yuan Wanqing brought it to the stage of "Singer," having appeared multiple times at Fuyi High School's New Year's Eve performances.

Now, opening with "The Sky Has No Limits" serves both as a flagship move to kick off with a strong start.

On the other hand, it's also to help Shao Youpeng and Xie Shuchen get into the groove quickly.

Although they had previously performed before an audience of a thousand at Fuyi High School, the current music festival draws not only students from Qian University but also many spectators from other top-tier schools.

The feeling is quite different.

So when "The Sky Has No Limits"—a song utterly familiar to every member of the band—began, Xie Shuchen and Shao Youpeng instantly slipped into their rhythm.

Together with Yan Zhusheng's stunning vocal climax after the chorus, they elevated the night's festival atmosphere to a fever pitch.

The audience below the stage, watching Yan Zhusheng's performance, felt they hadn't come for nothing.

But just as "The Sky Has No Limits" was drawing to a close, Ying Chanxi arrived with Qiao Xinyan, barely making it to the edge of the crowd.

"Huh? Xi Xi, why are you only showing up now?"

As Ying Chanxi tried to push through the crowd, she heard a familiar voice.

She turned and saw her roommate Jiang Lai.

But Jiang Lai wasn't alone—beside her stood a boy.

Seeing how intimately the two held hands, Ying Chanxi immediately realized: "Jiang Lai? You're here too?"

"Yeah!" Jiang Lai grinned, raising her linked hand with the boy to wave, then introduced him to Ying Chanxi and Qiao Xinyan before walking over to them.

Upon learning that Ying Chanxi's boyfriend was performing on stage, the boy volunteered to lead them through the crowd and carve out a path.

Ying Chanxi thanked him repeatedly.

Fortunately, the crowd here wasn't overly dense, and they made good progress.

But just as they squeezed into the middle section, another voice suddenly called out.

"Ying Chanxi?" Cheng Xin's hesitant voice rang out.

Ying Chanxi turned and saw Cheng Xin and Wen Zexuan—she remembered they were Li Luo's roommates, and quickly greeted them politely: "Hi, long time no see."

"Going to the front?" Wen Zexuan glanced at the boy walking ahead of Jiang Lai, then simply said, "Cheng Xin and I will take you to the front."

With that, the two boys pushed forward, soon escorting the three girls to the edge of the stage.

But due to the presence of Jiang Lai's boyfriend, Wen Zexuan and Cheng Xin didn't linger—after delivering them, they took their leave.

At this moment, the Shengsheng Buxi band's second song had already reached its climax.

Cheng Xin, following Wen Zexuan, found another spot to watch, and after enjoying the song, couldn't help asking: "Since Ying Chanxi came to the music festival, do you think Xu Xuejie will come too?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Wen Zexuan rolled his eyes. "Her boyfriend's performing on stage, it's the weekend—of course she'll come. But with this many people, you won't bump into her anyway. No need to worry."

"But…" Cheng Xin reminded him, "what if after the show, both Ying Chanxi and Xu Xuejie head backstage to find Li Luo?"

"That's a real problem…" Wen Zexuan smirked, then curiosity got the better of him—he whispered to Cheng Xin, "If your theory's right, maybe today we'll catch the third wheel."

"Think about it: if Li Luo's cheating on two girls who don't know about each other, would he dare let both come to his show?"

"Aren't you afraid they'll meet backstage and everything blows up?"

"So?" Cheng Xin asked, puzzled.

"So one of them must already know Li Luo has a girlfriend!" Wen Zexuan declared loudly. "Even if both girls show up backstage, the mistress will pretend she's just a good friend, while only the real girlfriend would openly show her romantic relationship with Li Luo."

"If we go backstage later, we might be able to tell whether Xu Xuejie is the mistress or Ying Chanxi is."

Cheng Xin, hearing this analysis, felt it made perfect sense—his inner gossip spirit suddenly ignited: "So who do you think it is? I feel Xu Xuejie looks more like the mistress."

"Why do you think that?" Wen Zexuan asked curiously.

"Uh… just from her looks, style, and personality?" Cheng Xin muttered softly. "It's just a feeling."

"Then maybe it's Ying Chanxi?" Wen Zexuan tapped his chin, guessing. "Back then, Xu Xuejie openly declared their relationship to his face—she didn't look the least bit guilty."

"You've got a point," Cheng Xin scratched his head.

"Forget guessing—we'll find out soon enough." Wen Zexuan waved his hand, already impatient, rubbing his hands together like a fly, nearly forgetting his original plan to flirt.

Just as the two finished this conversation, a graceful figure suddenly ran onto the stage.

Cheng Xin squinted and immediately shouted: "Isn't that Xu Xuejie?!"

Wen Zexuan also looked up and saw Xu Youyu holding a bouquet of flowers, running onto the stage and stopping before Li Luo, smiling as she handed him the flowers.

Li Luo, still playing his guitar, set it down, took the flowers, smiled warmly at Xu Youyu as she stepped offstage, then placed the bouquet aside.

He couldn't hold it—he had to use both hands to play the guitar.

Down below, Wen Zexuan, seeing Xu Youyu leave the stage, called to Cheng Xin and pushed toward her.

Soon, they caught up with her.

"Xu Xuejie." Wen Zexuan greeted her cheerfully.

"Oh? It's you two." Xu Youyu returned to her roommate Zhao Letian's side, smiled at their approach, and said, "What a coincidence."

"Not a coincidence—we saw you come up to give flowers, so we came over to say hi." Wen Zexuan said.

"That explains it." Xu Youyu smiled and added, "Then let's watch together."

Wen Zexuan had planned exactly that—staying close to Xu Youyu meant he'd be first to witness Li Luo's disaster when the show ended.

So the four of them gathered and continued watching Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng's performance.

After each song ended, during the brief pauses, the four chatted casually.

"By the way, Cheng Xin, you still don't have a girlfriend, right?" Xu Youyu asked Cheng Xin with a smile.

"Y-yes…" Cheng Xin scratched his head, embarrassed. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Oh, nothing—I just remembered Zhao Letian hasn't found a boyfriend either." Xu Youyu hugged Zhao Letian's shoulder and grinned. "Too bad you're not her type—she likes muscular guys."

"Don't make things up, Youyu," Zhao Letian complained. "When did I ever say I like muscular guys?"

"Then open your TikTok and take a look."

Zhao Letian: "... You talk too much."

"No big deal, no big deal." Wen Zexuan chuckled and patted Cheng Xin on the shoulder. "Zhao Xuejie clearly fits the athletic beauty type—our Cheng Xin's a bit afraid of girls like that. He prefers cute, petite, adorable types."

"That's really unlucky," Xu Youyu laughed.

Hearing this, Cheng Xin grew angry: "Don't make things up—when have I ever..."

"Don't blab," Wen Zexuan shot him a look. "If you've got the guts, open your phone photo album and take a look."

Cheng Xin: "..."

The four of them chatted amicably enough, but unfortunately, Cheng Xin and Zhao Letian weren't each other's type, so Xu Youyu and Wen Zexuan didn't push them together.

Just as Yan Zhusheng finished another song, someone else stepped onto the stage from the side to present flowers.

This time it was a boy who walked straight up to Yan Zhusheng and offered his bouquet.

Yan Zhusheng didn't take it right away—instead, she turned her head to look at Li Luo.

Only after Li Luo gave her a subtle nod did Yan Zhusheng politely accept the flowers and thank him.

By then, another song had passed.

During this time, many people came up to present flowers—whether it was Xie Shuchen, Shao Youpeng, or Niu Qingling, who sat behind the drum kit—all received flowers.

Xie Shuchen's flowers came from his Gao San girlfriend.

As for Shao Youpeng and Niu Qingling, the flowers were gifts from their own friends—enough to show goodwill and avoid looking too stingy.

But as the clock neared eight o'clock, and Sheng Sheng Bu Xi's final song of the night began, another graceful figure walked up from the audience.

Under everyone's gaze, the girl held a bouquet, her face flushed, and approached Li Luo to present him with the flowers.

But that wasn't all—she quickly went to Yan Zhusheng and shoved another bouquet into Yan Zhusheng's arms.

Wen Zexuan and Cheng Xin exchanged a glance, then, with perfect tacit understanding, turned to look at Xu Youyu beside them.

"Who's that again...?" Zhao Letian said hesitantly. Since she was close to the stage, she could see clearly—Ying Chanxi looked familiar, as if she'd seen her somewhere before.

"Ah, you met her at the start of the semester," Xu Youyu reminded her. "You and Xiuying were volunteers then; she came with us to register."

"Oh right," Zhao Letian recalled. "You two seem pretty close?"

"Of course," Xu Youyu smiled. "Back in high school, I rented an apartment outside school—I lived with these guys together."

"Huh?" Cheng Xin's face twisted in shock—he almost thought he'd misheard. "You were already sharing an apartment in high school?"

"Yeah," Xu Youyu chuckled, glancing at Li Luo's two roommates, a smirk on his lips. "Yan Zhusheng too—we four have always lived together, really close."

Hearing this, Wen Zexuan fell into long silence: "... I remember Li Luo said you all went to the same high school."

"Mm," Xu Youyu nodded. "Our alma mater is the neighboring Fuyi High—just a few steps away."

"When they first entered high school, I was the student council president back then—later, I passed the position on to Xixi."

"Yan Zhusheng was originally a member of our school's rock club, then became its president. The five of them on stage now are the full original rock club band."

As Xu Youyu recounted these past stories, Wen Zexuan and Cheng Xin exchanged glances, silent for a long while, growing even more impressed with their Brother Luo's abilities.

Living under the same roof, dating Xu Youyu, yet secretly carrying on with Ying Chanxi too.

Truly impressive.

Wen Zexuan couldn't help but sigh, whispering his guess to Cheng Xin's ear.

"Why's Ying Chanxi the secret girlfriend?" Cheng Xin looked utterly confused.

"You don't get it," Wen Zexuan chuckled. "When Xu Xuejie came up to give flowers just now, did you see? She gave them straight to Li Luo—none to anyone else."

"But Ying Chanxi gave two bouquets—not only to Li Luo, but also, like some guilty thief trying to cover her tracks, she gave one to Yan Zhusheng too."

"If she were really Li Luo's official girlfriend, why would she feel the need to bring flowers for Yan Zhusheng too? Why not just give them to her boyfriend?"

Hearing this conclusion, Cheng Xin nodded in agreement: "Now that you say it, it actually makes sense."

So when Ying Chanxi, cheeks flushed, stepped down from the stage, she had no idea Li Luo's roommates had already labeled her a secret lover.

Soon after Ying Chanxi descended, Sheng Sheng Bu Xi's final song ended.

Li Luo led the others in bowing to the audience, then, amid the host's banter and interaction, waved goodbye to the crowd.

Quickly, the next band prepared to take the stage.

But half the audience had already left.

Most had come solely to see Yan Zhusheng—now that her performance was over, they naturally departed.

Still, thanks to the hour-long buildup by Sheng Sheng Bu Xi, the crowd remaining around the stage far exceeded the usual numbers at past music festivals.

"Xuejie Xu, should we go backstage to see Li Luo and the others?" Wen Zexuan looked at Xu Youyu eagerly, hoping to confirm his suspicion.

But Xu Youyu had no intention of giving him that chance—she smiled and shook her head, linking arms with Zhao Letian. "I won't go—I've got things to do at home tonight. I'll head out first."

"Huh?" Xu Youyu's move left Wen Zexuan stunned. "Aren't you going to celebrate?"

"When he gets home tonight, I'll celebrate with him properly on my own," Xu Youyu smiled, waving to them. "He's probably got a riot going on back there—I won't go crash it."

Watching Xu Youyu walk away, Wen Zexuan's earlier certainty began to waver.

"Brother Xuan, you think... Xu Xuejie's afraid to go backstage because she's scared of running into Ying Chanxi?" Cheng Xin whispered. "Could Ying Chanxi be the real girlfriend?"

Wen Zexuan stayed silent—he hadn't expected to be wrong.

With Xu Youyu's move, he was genuinely confused now.

But he didn't have time to dwell on it—seeing Ying Chanxi, accompanied by her roommates, heading backstage to find Li Luo, Wen Zexuan immediately waved to Cheng Xin. "Come on, let's go see Brother Luo."