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Chapter 495 Seeing Qian Zhenyu Again

Lu Xiangwei, Cao Sheng's counselor when he was in junior college, happened to be coming out of the teachers' office building when he heard the announcement over the school's loudspeaker and immediately stopped in his tracks.

Then I heard "Super Star" playing on the radio.

The more he listened, the more surprised he became.

"Cao Sheng...this song was written by Cao Sheng?"

Surprisingly, it was a great song, better than any new song he had heard recently. As Cao Sheng's former tutor, he had assumed that Cao Sheng knew him very well after being in his class for three years.

But I never knew that Cao Sheng could write songs, and more importantly, he wrote them so well.

……

On the third floor of the teachers' office building, Wu Chengping, the head of the Tourism Department, was packing up documents, preparing to go downstairs to go home for lunch. The sound of the school's broadcast came in from outside the window and naturally reached his ears as well.

When he heard the female announcer mention the name "Cao Sheng," Wu Chengping stopped what he was doing and turned to look out the window in surprise.

It was as if I could see the principal kissing someone outside the window.

Wu Chengping's surprise was evident on his face.

Soon, he also heard the song coming from the radio. The dynamic and energetic melody and catchy lyrics made his heart flutter.

He was deeply impressed by Cao Sheng.

I still remember when Lu Xiangwei strongly recommended Cao Sheng to him, hoping to help Cao Sheng get an opportunity to stay at the university after graduation.

I still remember that during my freshman year, I set an unprecedented record at Huizhou Teachers College—publishing a novel in Taiwan.

He still remembers the opening plot of the novel "I Want to Become an Immortal".

But he never expected that Cao Sheng would write songs.

This kid has never shown his full talent?
……

As male and female students walked out of the teaching building, they were all drawn to the sound of the school's broadcast. The name "Cao Sheng" had long been a legend at Huizhou Teachers College.

Even some freshmen who had never met Cao Sheng had heard of his name.

They knew this was their senior, a rising star writer who had amazed the entire Chinese literary world—Zhongyuan Yidianhui.

This is the pride of their entire Huizhou Teachers College.

In the past, when relatives and friends asked them where they went to university, they were a little embarrassed to say it. After all, Huizhou Teachers College didn't sound like a very prestigious university. It was a junior college... and in many people's eyes, it didn't even count as a university.

However, as the name "Zhongyuan Yidianhui" (meaning "a touch of gray in the Central Plains") gained more and more fame throughout the country, as alumni of Cao Sheng, they could smile and say, "Huizhou Teachers College," when asked where they went to university.

If the other party is surprised and questions whether Huizhou Teachers College is good or not.

They could continue smiling and saying, "Have you heard of Zhongyuan Yidianhui? He's from our Huizhou Teachers College! He's my senior!"

Whether a school has produced famous people or not often gives outsiders a completely different impression.

A university that can continuously produce celebrities and outstanding individuals, even if it is not large in size, gives outsiders the impression of being very impressive.

Cao Sheng made his alumni proud.

Today, the school radio actually played a song written by Cao Sheng...

On the main road leading from the teaching building to the school cafeteria.

The alumni, who were about to go to the cafeteria for lunch, listened to the music while chatting with their friends.

"This song was written by Cao Sheng, a senior from our school? He can write songs?"

"Hey, this song is pretty good!"

"A speck of dust in the Central Plains... Has this speck of dust already drifted into the music scene?"

"Wow, you're awesome, senior!"

"It's a pity I didn't enroll two years earlier. Back then, the senior students hadn't gone on their internships yet..."

"Holy crap! This song... is pretty good."

……

A girls' dormitory.

Tan Yu had just entered the dormitory and was about to take her lunchbox to the cafeteria when she suddenly heard a broadcast on the school's loudspeaker. She stopped in her tracks, stood in front of her desk, holding her lunchbox in one hand, and listened intently to the song coming from the broadcast.

She's been doing well lately.

Because the night she gave herself to Cao Sheng, he gave her 10,000 yuan for spending money, making her wallet fuller than ever before.

She used the money to buy several sets of clothes and shoes, and her daily meals improved considerably; she could now eat any dish she wanted.

But there's always a slight sense of regret in my heart.

I feel like he's keeping me as a mistress.

She didn't actually want the money because it made her feel like she had no chance of taking things further with him.

Because of these complicated feelings, she didn't go to see Cao Sheng again after that night.

At this moment, listening to Cao Sheng's song "Super Star" on the radio, she felt more and more sad. She always felt that this song was written by him for a beautiful woman, a beautiful woman who made him infatuated.

It was definitely not her talking about jade.

If she really is his superstar, how could he have refrained from contacting her for so long if she hadn't reached out to him?
She seemed to understand why he was so cold to her; it turned out he had a woman he deeply loved in his heart.

Was it that woman who inspired him to write this song?
Was that woman his muse?
She had heard that many artists had a goddess in their hearts who inspired them, a goddess they called their muse.

She also knew that in Greek mythology, the Muses were goddesses who ruled over art and science.

Now, she seriously suspects that Cao Sheng also has such a muse in his heart.

This left her feeling empty and very sad.

……

Principal's office.

The newly appointed principal, Yan Fang, held a purple clay teacup, listened intently to the songs playing on the radio, and slowly walked to the window, looking thoughtful.

Yes, Huizhou Teachers College has quietly changed its principal.

Most students at the school were unaware of the change in principal.

Former principal Zhang Xiaoguo was promoted, and Yan Fang was parachuted in; he had not previously worked at Huizhou Teachers College.

Having just taken over as principal, he has not yet made any sweeping changes to the school, and is still getting to know and familiarize himself with the school's affairs.

He had heard of Cao Sheng before coming to Huizhou Teachers College.

After arriving at Huizhou Teachers College, many teachers said that Cao Sheng was the most famous student in the history of their school and the pride of Huizhou Teachers College.

He had recently been thinking: Could he take advantage of Cao Sheng's lack of graduation certificate to do something about him, in order to further enhance the reputation and image of Huizhou Teachers College?
I never expected to hear a song written by Cao Sheng playing on the school radio at this time today, and it was actually quite nice.

"The top talent of Huizhou Teachers College... truly lives up to his reputation!"

Yan Fang muttered to himself with a somewhat complicated expression.

His expression was complicated, and his feelings were also quite complicated.

Because he had not graduated from Huizhou Teachers College before, nor had he ever worked there, he did not yet fully consider himself a member of Huizhou Teachers College.

Therefore, he looked at Cao Sheng as if he were looking at an outstanding student cultivated by another school.

But reason told him—I am now the principal here, and Cao Sheng, this student, is also my honor.

This clash between psychology and reason naturally left him with a complex inner world.

……

On the banks of the Xin'an River, in Cao Sheng's villa. Second-floor dining room.

At this moment, Cao Sheng was entertaining Qian Zhenyu.

Qian Zhenyu called him around 9 a.m. this morning, saying that she had come to Huizhou and jokingly asked him if he had time to entertain her.
Cao Sheng remembered that during the Spring Festival, when he ran into her in his hometown county, he told her that if she came to Huizhou, he would host her.

So, although he was quite surprised to receive her call today, he readily agreed to host her.

He asked her where she was over the phone, then arranged for Huang Lijun to drive him to pick her up and bring her here as a guest.

What he didn't know was that Qian Zhenyu had actually arrived in Huizhou late the night before last.

She bought a ticket in Shanghai in the evening and set off. After arriving in Huizhou, she felt a strange mix of emotions, like "feeling apprehensive about returning home."

A voice inside her kept encouraging her—Contact him! Contact him quickly! Tell him you've arrived in Huizhou.

But even after finding his number on her phone, she couldn't bring herself to call him.

After some hesitation, she checked into a hotel.

That night, I lay in bed, thinking back and forth for a long time before finally falling asleep.

I slept until 10 a.m. the next morning before waking up.

She suddenly wanted to visit the university he had been studying at for the past few years—Huizhou Teachers College.

I want to see what kind of school Huizhou Teachers College, where he spent the past few years, really is.

So, after washing up and having breakfast, she took a taxi to Huizhou Teachers College and walked around the campus twice. She didn't expect that she could walk around the campus twice in less than an hour.

Such a small campus?

It doesn't seem to be as big as our high school campus, does it?

Cao Sheng has been attending university here for the past few years?
Could a university like that really have produced so many popular novels and screenplays?

She was puzzled; the campus of Huizhou Teachers College was incomparable to that of Fudan University.

but……

She could also feel the historical depth of this small campus; the tall trees on campus silently told the story of the passage of time.

The old teaching buildings, laboratories, and dormitories silently tell her that many students have graduated from here.

After strolling around the campus, she wandered around the streets outside the school gate. There was nothing special about the main street, just some small restaurants, print shops, photo studios and the like.

To her surprise, the local restaurant she randomly walked into tasted much better than she expected.

Anhui cuisine?

Authentic Anhui cuisine is so delicious?
Braised stinky mandarin fish, hot pot...

These famous Anhui dishes made her suddenly a little envious of the delicious food Cao Sheng had enjoyed while studying here over the past few years. She noticed that he seemed to have gotten much stronger than before during the Spring Festival. Was it because the food here was so delicious?
When she paid the bill, she chatted with the owner of the local restaurant and learned that Huizhou Teachers College had a new campus under construction. She heard that the campus was very large, so she couldn't resist going to take a look that afternoon.

The new campus is indeed much bigger than the old campus.

At first glance, it looks like you could spend an hour or two exploring it.

The key point is that the new campus is not flat; it is located on a small hill in the suburbs. Every building is brand new, and there are also some buildings under construction. The transplanted flowers, trees and shrubs all have the characteristics of Huizhou.

It wasn't until this morning, when she was fully prepared, that she called Cao Sheng to tell him that she had come to Huizhou.

"Eat up! Don't be shy!"

At the dining table, Cao Sheng smiled and invited Qian Zhenyu to eat.

He carefully considered where to entertain her today on his way to pick her up.

If you want to make things convenient, taking her directly to the Oriental Sunrise Hotel, which I recently acquired, would definitely be the easiest option. There's a professional culinary team there, serving Anhui, Hunan, Sichuan, and Huaiyang cuisines, as well as Western food and seafood, and more.

In addition, we can arrange for her to stay there.

but……

After thinking it over carefully, he finally decided to bring her to his place for a simple home-cooked meal. At least for today, he wanted to entertain her at his place.

To avoid being suspected of showing off his wealth in front of her when she comes.

Take her directly to the Oriental Sunrise Hotel and tell her that you bought the hotel. What will she think?
"Okay, sure! I won't be polite."

Qian Zhenyu smiled back, picked up an egg dumpling with her chopsticks, took a bite, and kept glancing at Cao Sheng as she ate.

During the Spring Festival, she saw Cao Sheng's image when he returned to his hometown.

Glamorous!

But today, the Cao Sheng she saw was a more relatable, everyday figure.

Wearing gray casual pants, a gray shirt, and a beige wool vest, along with cloth slippers, he looked like he was living a relaxed, homey life.

But his demeanor is completely different from that of him in high school.

The look in his eyes when he looked at her was no longer filled with the adoration he once had.

He was generous, refined, and had a gentle smile.

That's how Cao Sheng made her feel today.

"Huizhou is truly a wonderful place to live! Are you planning to settle here permanently?"

After swallowing the egg dumpling in her mouth, Qian Zhenyu smiled and asked.

Cao Sheng smiled faintly, "This place is indeed quite livable. If nothing unexpected happens, I will most likely settle down here in the future."

As a tourist city, there are no industries here that pollute the environment, so the sky is blue and the water is clear.

There are many attractions nearby, big and small, so he has plenty of options when he wants to go out and have fun.

There's a lot of delicious food here too.

The pace of life is also very slow.

It's a tourist city after all! Tourists come here to enjoy themselves, so who would be in a hurry? As a result, the whole city exudes a leisurely atmosphere.

Even without leaving the city, historical sites and scenic spots are everywhere.

Cao Sheng naturally liked this kind of city.

Qian Zhenyu nodded, looked at the layout of the living room and dining room, and said, "Your house must be very comfortable, right? To be honest, I never thought you knew how to enjoy life so much."

Cao Sheng smiled and said, "It's alright!"

Qian Zhenyu picked up another piece of braised beef with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth to chew, her eyes still frequently glancing at Cao Sheng.

She was actually trying to find topics to talk about.

But the words I truly wanted to say remained unspoken.

She mustered her courage once more, swallowed the beef, and asked with a smile, "Hey! That song you wrote recently is really nice! How did you come up with the lyrics? I'm really curious, which beautiful woman has you so infatuated with? Is it your girlfriend, Huang Qingya?"

Cao Sheng chuckled slightly.

Huang Qingya had asked him a similar question before.

I never expected Qian Zhenyu to ask this kind of question today.

He raised his glass in a gesture, "Come on! Have some more!"

Qian Zhenyu smiled, raised her glass, and clinked it against his.

Taking a sip of wine, Cao Sheng casually remarked as he picked up some food, "You're overthinking it!"

(End of this chapter)