Chapter 33

It's fine, if it's convenient, lend it to me for a moment—I didn't bring a guitar." Jiang Cheng said, then directly reached out.

Cui Ruifeng froze for a moment, then said, "Sure, sure!"

He hurriedly took off the guitar on his back and handed it to Jiang Cheng's hands.

His gaze stared blankly at Jiang Cheng.

"His guitar's tone isn't great; why not borrow mine?" A student nearby, at that moment, pushed his guitar forward and said.

Jiang Cheng said, "Thanks, this guitar is enough for me; tone doesn't matter, just being happy is fine."

After saying that, he walked toward the high wooden stool placed in the middle.

Cui Ruifeng watched Jiang Cheng's back.

Just now he felt his whole body lighten, as if a huge stone weighing on his heart had finally dropped! Exactly, happiness is what matters most; tone doesn't matter.

He thought the same way.

So, knowing he had to participate in the team-building activity, he eagerly used his living expenses to buy a guitar.

But he lacked the courage to say that; however, the classmate named Jiang Cheng said it naturally: "How handsome!"

"I feel he's even more handsome than Song Yu Heng!"

"Who is he? I've always seen him together with Professor Su."

"He's a classmate of Professor Su's younger brother; he must be close to Professor Su."

"No wonder—on the bus, I saw Professor Su leaning on his shoulder asleep, which scared me; turns out he's a classmate of Professor Su's younger brother!"

"What nonsense are you thinking? Don't you know what kind of person Professor Su is? How could she possibly have a romantic relationship with a male classmate!"

Su Peng, leading Deng Qi and them in flirting with girls, also noticed the situation over by Jiang Cheng at this moment.

"Come on, let's go check it out!" Su Peng waved at Zhouzixin and Liu Tao, saying, "Old Jiang, what are you up to? Singing on the Music Department's turf—isn't that showing off your skills before an expert?"

Many people from the Philosophy Department noticed this scene and gathered around.

"Jiang Cheng really has guts—is he planning to sing with that guitar on the Music Department's turf?"

"He's from our class, named Jiang Cheng, right? Have you guys ever heard him sing?"

"Nope, this guy usually keeps to himself, only hanging out with a few dorm mates."

"Come on, come on, let's go see—this is definitely going to be a joke."

The students in Jiang Cheng's class obviously didn't believe the Philosophy Department folks could outsing the Music Department professionals, so they were curious whether this melon would be sweet or not.

The Music Department folks also hadn't imagined how good-looking this handsome guy could sing, but they were equally curious—not about his song, but about the person himself.

Because he's always been with Professor Su! Jiang Cheng lightly plucked the guitar strings for a sound check, then the prelude began.

The previously noisy sounds gradually faded, and everyone's gazes stared blankly toward Jiang Cheng.

Just the prelude was already a killer!

So good, I've never heard anything like it!

What song is this?

"Once I dreamed of roaming the world with a sword."

Jiang Cheng's voice rang out, and everyone was startled.

Some people exchanged glances with their companions, expressions varied, all astonished! Someone spread their hands, indicating they didn't know it either—I've never heard it!

"The girl who once made your heart ache."

"Now she has silently vanished."

"Love always makes you long yet feel troubled."

"Once it left you covered in wounds."

As Jiang Cheng's singing continued, some students' eye sockets began to redden.

They themselves didn't know why, but they just felt an urge to cry.

That emotion was involuntary, like a color-blind child suddenly seeing color.

Or like busy city folks stumbling upon nature's miraculous, exquisite scenery.

Likewise, like themselves, who study music every day and unintentionally heard a masterpiece worthy of being passed down through the ages!

"Dilililidilililidenda～" "Dilililidilililidada～"

"Dilililidilililidada～"

As this meaningless harmony spread out.

Those more sentimental art students could no longer hold back tears, covering their faces with their hands, tears streaming down from their chins.

Su Peng and them were all stunned—they'd never heard Jiang Cheng sing before, this was the first time! They hadn't expected Old Jiang's voice to be so excellent! Clear with a slight rasp; if they didn't know it was their brother, just hearing the voice they'd think it was some powerhouse vocalist! Not only them, the entire Philosophy Department class stared dumbfounded at Jiang Cheng, still replaying the lyrics in their minds.

Class monitor Zhouzixin, who was busy organizing the barbecue preparations, heard the singing in a rush, saw Jiang Cheng's figure, and froze there for a moment.

"Treasure boy?!" The Music Department people were already shaken, their emotions in utter chaos.

Cui Ruifeng stared blankly at Jiang Cheng's silhouette, feeling only a buzzing in his head, as if everything around had dimmed and turned murky black.

Only Jiang Cheng's figure sat on the high wooden stool in the middle, like a beam of light flickering before his eyes.

That accompaniment melody was actually the sound coming from his guitar!

Not far away, Song Yu Heng's face turned pale, his gaze at Jiang Cheng full of panic.

He himself didn't know why he was in turmoil, but his heart raced, pounding loudly!

In the distance, Su Manyao had already stood up.

She stood with arms crossed, tall and graceful, the evening breeze fluttering her skirt.

One high-heeled shoe's toe tipped up, lightly balancing against the heel's center of gravity, her fingers lightly tapping a rhythm on her other arm.

In her eyes looking at Jiang Cheng, it seemed as if starlight flickered.

At this moment, she felt an unprecedented curiosity toward Jiang Cheng.

Just the aloof Yujie who had never dated didn't know what it meant when a woman developed strong curiosity toward a man.

She just stared blankly at the silhouette of the elemental Jiang Cheng.

That big boy, in the dim evening light, closed his eyes and clung to his guitar, completely immersed in his own musical world.

Carefree, wild, uninhibited—these qualities showed in him.

He didn't look twenty.

He wanted to have experienced the settling of years.

Su Manyao suddenly remembered the phone call her mother had made to him two days earlier, telling her to come home for a meal.

And urging her to find a partner.

He? "Just a brat," Su Manyao muttered, not really meaning it.

"Whenever I feel sad."

"I just go alone to look at the sea."

"I always want to be with the friends walking beside me on the road." As Jiang Cheng's last lyric fell.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Holding his guitar, he walked toward Cui Ruifeng.

The venue was unusually quiet; everyone's gaze followed his movements, even forgetting to politely applaud.

When Jiang Cheng placed the guitar in Cui Ruifeng's hands,

only then did the crowd react, not knowing who started it.

Just a moment later, applause filled the green grassland.

Jiang Cheng walked toward Su Manyao amid the applause.

The aloof Yujie, like a snow lotus on an iceberg, pure and lofty, was smiling as she watched Jiang Cheng approach.

"Jiang Cheng, I like you; can I be your girlfriend?"

Jiang Cheng's class monitor Zhouzixin suddenly shouted.

Everyone's gaze was drawn over.

The aloof Yujie Su Manyao, her smile also slightly froze, her gaze shooting over like a blade…

(End of chapter)