Chapter 46: There Is No Such Plot

September is already late autumn.

But Bai City is at the best time of the year, neither cold nor hot, with few tourists and cheap housing prices. Yet, the leaves by the sea have turned completely yellow. If one walks around Jinghai, one will find that the surrounding farmland is also a golden expanse, which, paired with the white-walled and black-tiled houses and backed by green mountains, looks like a painting.

Xiaoxiao, carrying a schoolbag, walked alone on the way to school.

She had hit a classmate before, but nothing happened; instead, her father gave her a cold look—she learned from her sister and ignored her father, and then her father could do nothing about her.

No one in the class bothered her anymore either.

She discovered that she had actually started to like this feeling.

Peace and quiet.

No one dared to provoke her, saving all the trouble.

Even her desk mate didn't dare to borrow a pen from her.

It's really good.

The only bad thing is that it will establish a bad image in other people's hearts.

Brother-in-law said, one cannot be like this.

But Sister is also like this, and doesn't Brother-in-law have no way to deal with her?

And he likes it very much.

Sister and Brother-in-law, ah...

Why did she think of them again?

Is this feeling what missing someone is?

Xiaoxiao looked straight ahead at the ground, walking forward silently, with each step the same distance apart, peacefully immersed in her own world.

Walking into the school gate, it was no different from usual.

Equally boring.

When passing the school bulletin board, she swept it with her peripheral vision and kept walking forward, but a few seconds later, she backed up and tilted her head to stare at the bulletin board.

Two pieces of news caught her attention—

Registration for the Global Youth Spell Principles Competition has begun;

Registration for the International Tiangong Mathematics Competition has begun;

The little girl stared at the detailed content under these two headings and fell into deep thought.

If she remembered correctly, her sister participated in the Global Youth Spell Principles Competition last year and was then specially recruited by a university in Yujing.

That's right.

Look, it says below—

If the performance is excellent, there is an opportunity to be admitted by Yujing Academy or Ling'an Academy.

Both are fine.

The little girl read it carefully again, then shook her schoolbag, which always liked to slide down, changed direction, and walked toward the head teacher's office.

Without a hint of hesitation.

A few minutes later.

The head teacher stared at the little girl: "It is possible, but I have to tell you first, Ning Ji. I know you are a genius, and your final exam scores were even better than the top students at the Seventh Talent Academy, but you might not know the difference here. What we usually study is Practical Spell Principles and Ordinary Mathematics; the Global Spell and Tiangong Math are competitions, and they are not exactly the same thing as what we usually study. Competition questions are very tricky. If you want to participate, you must practice many questions in advance and undergo targeted training to understand their unique question types. It's not that you can get a ranking in the competition just because you have good grades and are good at doing questions in these two subjects; it's different."

"Mm."

Xiaoxiao's reply was very brief, with no expression.

The head teacher asked tentatively: "Why don't you consider training for a year and participating next year?"

"No."

"I'm afraid your confidence will be hit."

"It won't."

"That's fine, since you are so confident, it's good to go and see for yourself and get familiar with it first." The head teacher nodded, "Then you choose one, and I will contact the school's teachers to start doing targeted practice for you."

"Which one is simpler?"

"Both are very difficult."

"Then I choose Global Spell."

"Alright!"

"Goodbye, teacher."

The little girl remained polite as she walked out of the office, a look of recollection on her face—

She remembered that there were many books in her sister's room that her sister used for the competition last year. She decided to ask her sister when she went back today, or else she would pry open her door and find them herself.

Yujing.

Chen Shu sat in his room, video calling with Wen Han.

Because he only provided the lyrics and melody, he still needed to find a teacher to re-arrange the music. In this process, he also had to communicate continuously with the arranger and Wen Han, which took up a lot of time, so Wen Han only started the recording process a few days ago.

This was also something that couldn't be helped.

After all, it was another world, so re-arranging the music was very necessary.

Not to mention changing worlds, even for some older classic songs, when later generations find them to cover, they often need to re-arrange them.

Before entering the recording studio, Chen Shu also had to communicate with Wen Han about the singing style, which they had already been discussing for several days.

"How about now?"

"This style is about right."

"Phew... then is it decided?"

"Yes, yes."

"You have really worked hard, Teacher Chen Shu."

"Don't mention it. Old Master Luo said he thanks you for respecting his opinion." Chen Shu paused, "And I also thank you for respecting my opinion."

"I also thank Old Master Luo and you." Like everyone else in the Yiguo entertainment industry, Wen Han placed great importance on politeness. "If you are looking for collaborations for songs in the future, please prioritize contacting me, Teacher Chen Shu. Even if I am not suitable, I will actively introduce other excellent singers to you. That way, you can also earn more income."

"That would be great."

Chen Shu chatted with him for a few sentences, then hung up the video call.

Afterwards, he found Crown Princess Zhusha.

Chen Shu: Is the Crown Princess there?

Zhusha: I'm here!!

Chen Shu: The Crown Princess is truly full of energy.

Zhusha: That goes without saying! I am full of vigor!

Chen Shu: I heard from a gossip media outlet that the Crown Princess has been practicing her singing skills lately and has made great progress.

Zhusha: Which gossip media outlet is that?

Chen Shu: I forgot, but I saw it somewhere.

Zhusha: Those self-media must be guessing blindly, right? But they guessed quite accurately. Recently, my family found a very impressive teacher for me, and under the teacher's guidance, I have made great progress!

Chen Shu: Congratulations to the Crown Princess.

Zhusha: When can I collaborate with the seniors? By the way, what is the name of the seniors' sect?

Chen Shu: It is called the Hua Yue Sect.

Zhusha: Hua Yue Sect, it sounds like they are very skilled in music just by the name.

Chen Shu: As it happens, a senior of mine with the surname Jin has a song she wants to find a collaborator for. I wonder if the Crown Princess likes it?

Zhusha: What type of song is it?

Chen Shu: A song about time.

Zhusha: That is so broad. Can you be more specific?

Chen Shu: Just listen to it directly.

Crown Princess Zhusha has Imperial Family blood, so there is no need to worry about being scammed in front of her. Thus, Chen Shu pursed his lips, played the simple accompaniment he had made, and began to sing:

"Whatever you can hold tight, don't let go

"Whatever you can embrace, don't pull away

"……

"Time is something that catches people off guard

"……

"The good and the bad are all scenery..."

He sang it all in one breath and sent it over.

Excluding the repeated parts, it was about a minute long.

Chen Shu: I didn't sing it well enough, because this song is more suitable for a girl to sing; it would sound better with more vocal variation.

After several minutes, presumably because she had listened to it more than once, a reply finally came from the other side.

Zhusha: What a beautiful song!

Zhusha: The style is so unique!

Zhusha: It even seems to have a faint sense of philosophy!

Zhusha: I love it so much!

Chen Shu: It is normal for the style to be unique. The Hua Yue Sect has not appeared in the world for many years, and I don't know what is currently popular. But no matter how the wind blows, good things are always good. No matter how the times change and the great waves wash away the sand, truly good items will be left behind. Don't you agree, Crown Princess?

Zhusha: Yes, yes.

Zhusha: Who is the lyricist and composer? It doesn't seem to be the style of Senior Jay Chou anymore.

Chen Shu: Her name is Jin Wenqi.

Zhusha: Are both the lyrics and music by Senior Jin?

Chen Shu: Yes.

Zhusha: So impressive! I want it, I want it!

Zhusha: The Hua Yue Sect is a treasure.

Chen Shu: Make an offer.

Zhusha: How about 50,000 for the lyrics and music? Standard contract. If that works, I will go contact my agent right now.

Chen Shu: That works.

Crown Princess Zhusha is indeed generous.

Calculating carefully, among the few songs he sold earlier, the one that brought him the most profit was also from Crown Princess Zhusha—Crown Princess Zhusha is not only generous, but she is also very popular, which led to high sales for the "Rice Field Fragrance" sold to her. Counting up all the various shares, as of now, Chen Shu has already received at least six figures.

This is the benefit of collaborating with a highly popular singer.

Chen Shu: Good luck, Crown Princess. If Senior Jin is satisfied, perhaps more seniors from the Hua Yue Sect will choose to collaborate with the Crown Princess.

Zhusha: I will work hard!

Chen Shu: From now on, I will represent Senior Jin in all communications with you.

Zhusha: Understood!

Zhusha: If there are any problems, please feel free to criticize me!

Chen Shu could almost imagine the expression of this pretty young girl saying this; she was likely clenching her little fist with a look of determination on her face. Who wouldn't like a member of the Imperial Family like this?

Zhusha: Since Teacher Chen is also in Yujing, why not come directly to the recording studio to guide me? Video calls don't seem to work very well.

Chen Shu: Call me Chen Shu.

Zhusha: Teacher Chen Shu

Zhusha: Typed that wrong, Teacher Chen Shu, are you coming?

Chen Shu: I have things to be busy with.

Zhusha: What is Teacher Chen Shu busy with? Still earning money as a bodyguard? I'll pay you an extra salary!

Chen Shu: I have studies.

Zhusha: Oh, then that really can't be helped.

Chen Shu: Yes.

Zhusha: How amazing! Teacher Chen, are you still in school right now? Which school are you at? Almost graduated, right?

Chen Shu: Crown Princess, you have so many questions.

Zhusha: I'm just curious.

Chen Shu: I'm only a freshman.

Zhusha: Really? Which school?

Chen Shu: Yujing Academy.

Zhusha: /Stunned

Zhusha: Ah, it really is you!!

Zhusha: /Pointing a finger

Zhusha: I remember now! It really is you! I was wondering why you looked so familiar! Your voice sounded so familiar too!!

Zhusha: /Slaps table

Chen Shu: /Dazed

Chen Shu: I don't know what you are talking about.

Chen Shu: A bit busy, logging off first.

She could guess that too? Truly amazing.

Should have known not to say it.

Or I could have just told a casual lie; anyway, chatting with her from start to finish was full of lies, so I wasn't afraid of one more.

Chen Shu held his cup, wanting to take a sip of water, but discovered the cup had become empty at some point, so he stood up and walked out, humming as he walked: "Today is a good day..."

Meng Chunqiu was sitting on the sofa outside, holding a book of Great Xia Poetry and Prose, looking at him strangely:

"Brother Chen, what Joy is there again?"

"Earned a sum of money."

"Sigh! Brother Chen, why are you so full of the stench of copper..."

"Is that so?"

Chen Shu carried his cup to get water.

Just at this moment, the Dormitory door went beep-beep-beep three times; it must be Jiang Lai returning.

Chen Shu turned his body to glance at him and was immediately stunned.

He saw that Jiang Lai had gauze stuck to his forehead, his face was covered in bruises and swelling, and one could still see broken wounds and bloodstains; his walking posture was also a bit off.

"What happened?"

Chen Shu asked before he returned to his room: "How did you get beaten up like this? Did you get caught red-handed hitting on someone else's girlfriend?"

Meng Chunqiu became interested the moment he heard this, threw the book in his hand away, stood up with a start, and in two or three steps circled behind the sofa, looking down the hallway—

Jiang Lai was still maintaining the posture of opening the bedroom door.

Perhaps feeling that his highlight moment had finally arrived, Meng Chunqiu's eyes were almost flashing, yet he sank his face: "Who beat you? Under the feet of the Son of Heaven! A student of a prestigious school! To think someone dares to be this arrogant; is there no law left? Come, come, tell me, I guarantee I will find justice for you!"

"I..."

"Don't be afraid! Just say it! Who is it?"

"It's no one..."

"It seems the other party has a big background!" Meng Chunqiu became even more interested, his voice resonant and forceful, "I already told you, with me here, just say it! Hmph, I don't believe that in my Dayi Imperial Capital, anyone dares to be so lawless."

"Brother Meng, there really isn't..."

"Is it the head disciple of some famous sect? Or a royal descendant of some country? Say it, say it! To face injustice without flinching is what we scholars should do!" Meng Chunqiu almost stood up on the sofa.

"I..."

Jiang Lai scratched his head, very embarrassed: "I went to fight in the Arena."

"???"

Meng Chunqiu sat back down silently.

Chen Shu also twitched the corners of his mouth.

The two looked at each other, both a bit disappointed; they had thought an interesting plot had finally arrived.