On the first day of school, the school beauty in black stockings took me to a hotel.

It was a photo sent by Su Wanqing.

Liu Yu clicked on it.

The photo was taken in the living room last night because the lighting was very dim.

He was lying on the sofa, fast asleep, a smile still on his lips.

Su Wanqing nestled in his arms, resting her head on his arm, and held one hand up to her face, making a perfect "V" sign.

Her eyes sparkled in the light as she looked at the camera, smiling like a kitten.

As Liu Yu looked at the photo, the corners of his mouth curved upwards, higher and higher, until they stretched all the way to his ears.

He stood at the school gate, grinning foolishly at his phone for half a minute.

It wasn't until passersby gave him several strange looks that he quickly composed himself and walked back to his dormitory as if nothing had happened.

But the steps were light, almost like jumping.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, Du Peng rushed over, winking and gesturing, "Boss! You're back! How are you? How's your back? I still have half a bottle of Liuwei Dihuang Pills here, want to take some?"

Liu Yu laughed and scolded, "Get lost! All you ever think about is this filthy nonsense. We were just playing games, we didn't do anything else."

Li Ning, looking shifty-eyed, scurried over: "The game... is it one of those adult games?!"

Liu Yu was too lazy to argue with them; if he continued, the two of them would create a whole TV series out of their imaginations.

He walked to his cabinet, opened it, and took out his guitar case.

Upon seeing the guitar, Du Peng's attention was indeed diverted.

"Hey boss, are we going to rehearsal today? What song are you going to sing? Give us a heads-up!"

Liu Yu opened the guitar bag and took out the acoustic guitar.

The guitar is very well maintained; the body is smooth and the strings are taut.

Liu Yu sat in a chair, placed his guitar on his lap, and casually strummed a few strings.

His clear voice echoed in the dormitory. He lowered his head to adjust the pitch, without looking up, and said, "It's a secret."

"Keep it a secret again! Boss, that's not fair of you! Are we even brothers anymore?!"

Liu Yu ignored him and focused on tuning the sound.

After tuning the instrument, Liu Yu casually played a short intro.

It's a classic pop song melody, but he adapted it, adding a more upbeat rhythm.

Although Du Peng is tone-deaf, his hearing is still pretty good: "This melody... sounds familiar! Boss, you changed it!"

Liu Yu nodded without saying anything more.

He put away his guitar, checked the time, and realized it was almost noon.

"Let's go eat!"

Du Peng immediately responded, "Let's go! We're starving! Let's go to the cafeteria!"

"Zijingyuan Bar. Second floor, Chang'an Noodle Shop."

Du Peng's eyes lit up: "Where again! Boss, have you really fallen in love with oil-splashed noodles, or have you fallen in love with the feeling of eating noodles with your sister-in-law!"

Liu Yu kicked him: "You talk too much. Are you going or not!"

"Let's go! This is our sister-in-law's favorite restaurant; we have to go there often!"

The four locked the dormitory door and strolled towards the Bauhinia Garden.

At noon in September, the sun was still quite strong, but it no longer had the scorching feeling of midsummer.

The leaves of the plane trees lining the road are beginning to turn slightly yellow, and there is a slight chill in the air.

On the second floor of Zijingyuan, Chang'an Noodle Shop is still doing brisk business.

There were quite a few students queuing up at this time.

Liu Yu immediately noticed that the seat by the window was empty.

He had a sudden thought, and went over to sit down.

Du Peng and his group went to the window to order food.

Du Peng, with a loud voice, shouted: "Boss! Four bowls of oil-splashed noodles! Three bowls with normal spiciness, one bowl... Boss, what do you say?!"

"More spicy, more garlic, more vinegar," Liu Yu said without looking up.

"Alright! A bowl with lots of chili, lots of garlic, and lots of vinegar!" Du Peng yelled, then sat down next to Liu Yu, winking and saying, "Boss, sitting here reminds me of him!"

Liu Yu looked out the window; people were coming and going downstairs.

He did recall that noon when Su Wanqing sat across from him, picked up a fried egg from her bowl and gave it to him, saying, "This is a reward for you."

The noodles were served quickly, and the four of them devoured them!

After finishing his meal, Liu Yu checked the time and realized it was almost time to go to rehearsal.

The first rehearsal for the welcome party was scheduled for 2 p.m. in the multi-functional hall of the student activity center.

The student activity center is not far from the Bauhinia Garden; it is a standalone five-story building.

The multi-functional hall was on the third floor. When Liu Yu walked to the door, he could already hear music and voices coming from inside.

Pushing open the door, you'll find a spacious hall with a small stage in front and dozens of chairs below.

There are people performing on the stage right now. Several girls are dancing a K-pop dance. They have a strong sense of rhythm and their movements are synchronized, which means they have obviously rehearsed for a long time.

Several people were standing on the side of the stage, watching.

Liu Yu glanced at them; there were two women and one man.

The man looked like a student council member; he was taking notes in a notebook.

There were two girls, one of whom looked to be in her early thirties. She was wearing a well-fitting suit skirt, her long hair was tied up, and she wore thin-rimmed glasses. She had a capable demeanor and was probably a teacher.

The other was a girl who looked like a student, probably around twenty years old, tall, at least 1.7 meters, wearing a tight black dress with the hem reaching mid-thigh, and a pair of stiletto heels that accentuated the beautiful lines of her calves.

She had long, wavy hair, exquisite makeup, and charming eyes. She was watching the performance on stage intently with her arms crossed.

In terms of looks alone, she is indeed not as good as Su Wanqing, but she wins in terms of sexy dressing, mature temperament, and femininity.

Liu Yu walked over, and the male officer was the first to notice him, coming over to ask, "Excuse me, are you here for the rehearsal?"

"Yes, Liu Yu, from Class 103 of the Computer Science Department." Liu Yu gave his name.

The male officer flipped through his notebook and found Liu Yu's information: "Oh, guitar performance, solo act. Please wait a moment until the dance is over."

Liu Yu nodded and stood aside to wait.

His arrival caught the attention of the two women over there.

The girl in the black dress turned her head, and when she saw Liu Yu, her eyes lit up. She looked him up and down and a smile appeared on her lips.

After the dance ended, the girls stopped, panting, and looked down at the audience.

The female teacher was the first to applaud: "That was a good jump, better than last time! Keep it up, and go back and work on the details."

"Thank you, Teacher Xu!" the girls said in unison, and happily ran off the stage.

"Hey, come here."

Liu Yu walked to the center of the stage and placed his guitar case at his feet.

"You're Liu Yu, a student in the Computer Science department!"

"Yes, teacher."

"I am Xu Yao from the school's Youth League Committee, and I am in charge of reviewing and coordinating the programs for this gala."

Xu Yao introduced herself, then pointed to the girl in the black dress next to her: "This is Du Ningxuan, the head of the Student Union's Arts and Culture Department, a third-year student. She was also involved in the organization of the entire party."

Du Ningxuan logged on and extended her right hand: "Hello, junior Liu Yu! I've heard that a handsome junior came to the Computer Science Department. I'm so glad to finally meet him today."

Her hands were very well-maintained, with her nails painted in burgundy.

Liu Yu gave her a light handshake, then quickly separated: "Hello, senior."

Du Ningxuan's smile deepened: "You're quite reserved, junior. Don't be nervous, it's just a formality, to see how it goes."

Xu Yao flipped through the documents in her hand: "Liu Yu, you applied for guitar singing. The song list here says 'self-selected song'! Can you tell us what song you want to sing now? We need to write it down, and we also need to consider the stage effect and the lyrics."

Liu Yu paused for a moment.

He originally intended to reveal it during the actual performance.

Seeing this, Du Ningxuan laughed and said, "Junior, you're still being mysterious! It's okay, you don't have to tell us, just sing it for us. Anyway, there are no outsiders here."

Her voice had a lazy, magnetic quality; it was very pleasant to listen to.

Liu Yu nodded, opened his guitar bag, took out his guitar, and slung the strap over his shoulder.

He stood in the center of the stage, holding his guitar.

The light shone on him, casting a long shadow.

Xu Yao and Du Ningxuan sat down in the first row, and the boy sat next to them, ready to take notes.

Liu Yu lowered his head and gently stroked the strings with his fingers.

Du Ningxuan rested her chin on her hand, her gaze fixed on Liu Yu.

This junior is indeed handsome.

He's not handsome like a pretty boy, but rather has sharp features, with a touch of sunshine and ruggedness.

Especially now, standing on the stage, holding a guitar, looking down and testing the sound, he is focused yet casual, which has a special appeal.

Teacher Xu Yao, on the other hand, focused more on the program itself.

Her impression of Liu Yu was still at the level of "a handsome guy who wanted to show his face".

Liu Yu raised his head, and the first note flowed out.

The intro is a familiar melody, but the arrangement has been changed.

Then, Liu Yu began to sing.

His voice echoed in the hall.

It's not a singing style that deliberately shows off technical skills, but a very clean and sincere voice.

The pitch was excellent, the rhythm was incredibly steady, and what's even more remarkable is the abundance of emotion.

Teacher Xu Yao sat up straight, her eyes widening slightly.

Du Ningxuan lowered her hand that had been supporting her chin and leaned forward.

The male officer also forgot to take notes and stared blankly at the stage.

As the last note faded, its lingering sound slowly dissipated into the air.

Liu Yu put down his guitar and let out a soft breath.

The audience was completely silent.

A few seconds later.