Chapter 180: Do You Know, Do You Know?

Qingqing: Another day of loving you.

Chen Shu: Oh, I know.

Chen Shu: Aren't you annoyed yet? You've said that so many times.

Chen Shu: Nagging.

Chen Shu closed WeChat and started scrolling through the forum again.

He soon found Yan Keling's post on the Yujing Academy forum, and it was still fresh—

【Selling one Military Standard Longsword (legitimate source)】

Type Military Standard Longsword (limited edition, used in battle against this year's Martial Arts Tournament champion Zhang Suannai and the future Sword Sect Sword Master), military-grade product, reliable quality... Provided by the Military Academy during the Martial Arts Tournament, legitimate source, buy with confidence.

Suitable for Wangting Sword Sect members, Sword Cultivators who use swords, cold weapon collectors, and fans of this year's Martial Arts Tournament champion Zhang Suannai.

Slightly damaged during the battle with this year's Martial Arts Tournament champion Zhang Suannai, damage shown in the image below; it does not affect use after repair, and no repair is needed for collection purposes.

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My student ID, Military Academy Martial Arts Tournament special access pass, contestant badge, and event process photos are as follows:

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Only fifty thousand meters, good quality at a low price, first come, first served.

"Tsk!"

It's written quite thoroughly.

Chen Shu thought for a moment and typed a reply—

Same Martial Arts Tournament contestant, selling the same sword, perfect and flawless, brand new and unused, original poster gets priority, private message if interested.

It was actually the third comment.

Copy.

He opened other forums and replied to one post in each.

It saved him the trouble of typing it out.

Chen Shu felt he was a genius.

Then he opened WeChat again.

Chen Shu: Brother Ji, how is your injury?

Ji Guanhe: It's healed.

Ji Guanhe: Nothing major / silly smile

Chen Shu: Do you have class during the second block this afternoon?

Ji Guanhe: No.

Chen Shu: Let's go.

Chen Shu: Dinner.

Chen Shu: Lemon Mall, let's have some mutton hot pot, I'll call Jiang Lai, we'll head out in a bit, see you at the school gate at 5:30.

Ji Guanhe: Didn't you say the back gate?

Chen Shu: I was poor before.

Chen Shu: I'm suddenly rich now.

Ji Guanhe: Sure!

6:20.

After finishing her class, Yan Keling returned to the Dormitory, changed from her canvas shoes into slippers at the door, sat on the sofa, and ordered takeout.

She then took out her Mobile Phone, opened the forum, and checked if anyone had replied to her.

"Hmm?"

So many messages?

Over a hundred of them.

Yan Keling checked them one by one.

Most of the replies were from people buttering her up, shouting "666," which made the young girl feel quite flattered.

The rest were a small portion of meaningless spam, a small portion of people wanting to add her as a friend to get to know her, a small portion of idle chatter, and a few discussing the sword; most of them were saying the condition was poor or using it to infer the intensity of the battle, chatting away happily.

There were actually a few people who wanted to buy this sword.

She also saw a message from an ID that was a string of garbled characters, saying something about selling the same item and giving the original poster priority; for some reason, she suddenly had a feeling—

This person is Chen Shu!

This senior brother...

Wait, why am I still calling him senior brother?

This classmate... can't he just start his own post?

Yan Keling was a bit speechless.

She then politely replied to them one by one.

Eventually, she added the four people who said they wanted to buy the Long Sword on WeChat and started chatting with them.

Two of them asked about the price symbolically and then just rambled on, feeling like they just wanted to add her WeChat. The other two were incredibly straightforward; one claimed to be a student at Yujing Academy, and the other claimed to be a student at the National Comprehensive University, both likely from well-off families.

None of them haggled.

Yan Keling once suspected that she had quoted too low a price.

She kept feeling that these two were buying it for their collection, perhaps aiming for the status of Senior Sister Suannai as the heir to the Sword Sect; if so, she might have truly quoted too low.

Yan Keling struggled for a long time, but still gave up the idea of raising the price on the spot or making them bid against each other, choosing the student who had inquired first; she apologized to the student who had inquired later, chatted for a while longer, finalized the deal, and just as her takeout arrived, she happily began eating dinner.

She pondered while eating.

Only making it into the top six of the Martial Body competition this year was not unexpected, nor would it discourage her.

She had started later and lacked the support of a sect, and with geniuses emerging one after another in the country in recent years, it was normal not to be able to beat the Fifth Stage senior brothers and sisters.

The next one would be in two years.

In two years, Grandmother Senior Sister would not have graduated yet, so she did not know if she would compete again.

Zhong Miao Zhimen and Qingdeng Gufu had not graduated yet either; among them, the defeat of Zhong Miao Zhimen this time was entirely an accident, while Qingdeng Gufu had lost out on combat experience—if they fought again after two years of settling in, it would be hard to say who was stronger or weaker.

However, she would certainly already be at the Fifth Stage in two years.

Perhaps she would even be in the mid-to-late Fifth Stage.

The senior brothers and sisters would likely be unable to advance, right? Breakthroughs at the Intermediate Stage were becoming increasingly difficult, and it was almost impossible to advance to the Sixth Stage before graduation.

If they were both at the Fifth Stage, she would have a great chance of winning.

She had to restart the glory of the Imperial Sect.

The only thing she was not confident about was Senior Brother Chen Shu... ah, phew! Student Chen Shu!

That deceitful fake senior brother.

It was impossible to call him senior brother ever again.

Student Chen Shu was very formidable; if she wanted to be able to beat him, besides relying on Lord Linjian, she would have to work very hard herself.

Thinking of Lord Linjian...

Yan Keling felt a headache coming on.

Just then, her Mobile Phone dinged.

It was a notification from the Ancient Cultivation Group.

Yan Keling immediately clicked to check it.

Haoran invited you to a private chat.

There was news!

Yan Keling immediately clicked accept, her face full of anticipation.

Beauty with Eight-Pack Abs: Great Group Owner, is there any news?

Beauty with Eight-Pack Abs: /pitiful

Haoran: Yes.

Two minutes later—

Beauty with Eight-Pack Abs: /Fear

Yan Keling's face was full of confusion.

She couldn't even be bothered to eat her beef bowl.

Yan Keling could not understand why her wanting to find a senior from the Hua Yue Sect would involve that student... ah no, that senior brother.

Especially since the first day she met him, she had been singing a song by a senior from the Hua Yue Sect, and she had even forgotten the lyrics and asked him about them; thinking about it now, she felt inexplicably embarrassed.

Her face turned red.

Embarrassment was embarrassment, and blushing was blushing, but Yan Keling still forced herself to pick up her Mobile Phone.

Yan Keling: Are you there? Senior Brother Chen Shu.

Chen Shu:?

Yan Keling: Nothing much, just checking on you; did that Sword sell?

Chen Shu: It sold.

Yan Keling: How much did it sell for?

Chen Shu: Twenty-five thousand.

Yan Keling: That's really great.

Chen Shu: What for?

Yan Keling: Senior brother is so amazing.

Chen Shu: /vigilant

Chen Shu: Say what you have to say directly.

Chen Shu: Thanks for the assist from your post, but it's impossible for me to split the money with you.

Yan Keling: It's not that...

Yan Keling: /shy

Chen Shu: Then what is it? /dazed

Yan Keling: That...

Yan Keling: Um...

Yan Keling: I heard you know a senior from the Hua Yue Sect, is that true?

Chen Shu: Not familiar with them.

Yan Keling: /pout

Chen Shu: Who did you hear that from?

Yan Keling: Crown Princess Zhusha.

Chen Shu:...

Chen Shu: What do you want to do?

Yan Keling: I would like to ask how one can find the seniors of the Hua Yue Sect and establish contact with them?

Chen Shu: The Hua Yue Sect is a hidden sect; they haven't even registered with the Sect and School Administration Bureau, so it is illegal, and they will not have contact with outsiders.

Yan Keling: Is there not even a tiny way? /about to cry

Chen Shu: No.

Yan Keling: Then how did you make contact with them?

Chen Shu: By chance.

Yan Keling: I can go serve tea and water, act cute and charming; I can persuade them.

Chen Shu: /dazed

Yan Keling: /pitiful

Yan Keling: Is there really no possibility at all?

Chen Shu: No.

Yan Keling: Then it is still possible to contact the seniors of the Hua Yue Sect through you, Senior Brother Chen Shu, right?

Chen Shu: Yes.

Yan Keling: Senior Brother Chen Shu, please teach me.

Yan Keling: /bows ninety degrees

Chen Shu:...

Yan Keling: It's like this...

Several messages followed.

Chen Shu: I've heard about it.

Yan Keling: In short, my current reserve of new songs is only one. Fortunately, someone has released new songs recently, and a few of them are good; otherwise, I wouldn't even dare to ask Lord Lin Sword to come out for my Martial Body meeting. But if there are no more good new songs released after this, I will only be able to ask Lord Lin Sword once more.

Chen Shu: /dazed

Yan Keling: helpless

Chen Shu: It just so happens that the seniors of the Hua Yue Sect have a few more songs they want to show to the public through singers later. You should build a good relationship with Crown Princess Zhusha; perhaps you can learn these songs before the album is released, so you won't be unable to sing them when the time comes to use them.

Yan Keling: /bows

Chen Shu twitched the corner of his mouth.

It is fortunate that this girl was born in Yiguo, where many good songs are born every year. If she had been born in his past life, wouldn't she be finished directly after singing all the old songs?

However, this did remind him of Crown Princess Zhusha again.

It just so happened that the Lazy Cancer Curse had almost passed, and Qingqing was currently in seclusion. Taking advantage of this time to sell out a fellow countryman was not bad. Not to mention whether he could make money, at the very least, he could allow himself to hear more familiar tunes on his Mobile Phone in the future.

Thus, Chen Shu fell into thought.

Two hours later.

Chen Shu: Greetings, Crown Princess.

Zhusha: Wuwuwu, Teacher Chen Shu, you finally looked for me.

Zhusha: /rolling on the ground

Chen Shu: What's wrong?

Zhusha: I have been waiting for your message.

Zhusha: But I was afraid you were busy, so I didn't dare to disturb you.

Zhusha: /rolling back and forth

Chen Shu: /yawn

Chen Shu: Teacher Jay Chou, whom you like, has another song he wants to share with the public. This song is both good and positive. I thought of you immediately, and this song is quite suitable for you. It's called "Listen to Mom".

Zhusha: Listen, listen.

Chen Shu: Wait a moment.

A few minutes later.

Chen Shu: 45''

Zhusha: Such a strange style.

Zhusha: But it sounds so good.

Zhusha: Senior Jay Chou is too amazing.

Chen Shu: Do you want it?

Zhusha: Yes, yes, yes.

Zhusha: I want everything.

Zhusha: Is there only this one?

Chen Shu: /troubled

Chen Shu: It is very hard to find songs suitable for you, eh.

Zhusha: My singing skills have already improved rapidly!

Zhusha: If you don't believe me, come and check!

Chen Shu: But you are not old, and your status is special; some songs are not very suitable for you.

Zhusha: /aggrieved

Chen Shu: 40''

Chen Shu: "Night Rain Outside the Mountain Pavilion"

Zhusha: It sounds so good.

Zhusha: It's the same style as "Time Boils the Rain" and "Annual Rings," I love it, love it, give me more of this.

Zhusha: But it would be even better if there were purely ancient lyrics.

Zhusha: /expectant

This world is indeed like this.

Although various genres of music emerge one after another and encompass everything, what represents the highest aesthetic is still the purest classical music or lyrics—every top-tier singer establishes their status by singing ancient lyrics and melodies; the older generation loves to listen to them, and many young people love them too. Furthermore, there is a phenomenon where even if a young person rarely listens to these things, they still possess the ability to appreciate them once they hear them.

Therefore, a good piece of ancient music is something that those who love it praise endlessly, and those who don't love it will still think it's awesome.

Chen Shu does have songs like that.

Things like "Farewell," "Prelude to Water Melody," "Do You Know or Not," and "A Laughter in the Vast Sea" would all be heavy hitters if placed in this world.

It's just that some are not very suitable to be brought out and sung.

At least for now, they are still not very suitable.

"A Laughter in the Vast Sea" would be fine, but a delicate little girl like Crown Princess Zhusha, who is still transitioning from an idol singer to a powerhouse singer, couldn't sing it for beans.

Chen Shu: None.

Zhusha: /eyes dim

Chen Shu: I'll send them to you later, remember to pay up.

Zhusha: You're so heartless, Teacher Chen Shu.

Chen Shu: /yawn

After sending the message, Chen Shu turned off his Mobile Phone and began to hum to himself: "Last night the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, deep sleep did not dispel the lingering wine; I asked the person rolling up the curtains, who replied that the crabapple blossoms remain the same, do you know, do you know, they should be green and fat, red and thin..."

These few lines are engraved in his genes.

He can recite them the moment he opens his mouth.

At this moment, outside his door, Meng Chunqiu was holding a half-eaten tribute pear, standing there dumbfounded, his hand trembling.