Chapter 8: The Old Classmate, the Campus Belle

After dinner, Yang Chen went to the Menglong Bar.

The reason for choosing this bar was simple: Wang Sihai used to frequent it and always ran a tab. A few years ago, he would settle the bill at the end of the year, but in recent years, he hadn’t paid at all. Now, the bar was still owed over five million yuan.

This old scoundrel Wang always ordered the most expensive liquor—dozens of bottles at a time—accounting for eighty percent of the bar’s premium alcohol sales.

The key was, he never paid out of his own pocket. Every time, he claimed it was for entertaining guests and had the Sihai Group foot the bill.

Yang Chen took a page from his book, continuing to run a tab under the guise of business expenses. After all, a few beers were nothing to him.

At eight o’clock sharp, the bar’s resident singer took the stage to perform.

Yang Chen immediately recognized her as Chen Xi, a former classmate from the protagonist’s technical school days.

Chen Xi bore a slight resemblance to Liu Tianxian, with an elegant, full oval face—not the sharp, narrow features some self-proclaimed beauties had.

Back then, Chen Xi not only captivated the male students in their class but was also voted the campus belle by boys across the school. On the campus website and confession walls, boys often professed their love for Chen Xi. Even the protagonist admired her.

Yet Chen Xi never looked anyone in the eye; her sole focus was on her studies.

Both she and the protagonist failed the high school entrance exam, but while the protagonist’s failure was due to poor grades, Chen Xi had an off day.

According to the education regulations of this world, repeating the third year of middle school was not allowed. Even though Chen Xi had underperformed, she could only attend technical school and had no chance to retake the exam.

From the protagonist’s memories, Chen Xi’s attitude at technical school was very different from others. While many wasted their time, she studied diligently, seizing every moment.

Eventually, Chen Xi took the college entrance exam and was admitted to Jiangcheng University of Finance and Economics, whereas the protagonist drifted for three years before ending up working in a factory assembling screws.

After so many years, how was Chen Xi now singing here? Shouldn’t she have become a high-level white-collar worker?

Chen Xi was singing a song from this world, but according to the protagonist’s memory, the song was called "Life Like a Flower." Its lyrics conveyed that one should not fear storms, like a flower standing strong, swaying in the wind but blooming fiercely once the storm passes.

If this song reflected Chen Xi’s current feelings, it meant she was facing hardship but refused to surrender, still harboring hope for a better life.

When the song ended, the audience erupted in applause, and Yang Chen smiled and joined in.

Suddenly, a young man stood up and shouted, “Miss Chen, our boss Zhang wants to request a song. If you sing it well, he’ll reward you 100,000 yuan. The money’s on the table, no joking. Boss Zhang wants to hear you sing ‘Eight Consecutive Kills,’ with feeling and gestures—otherwise, you won’t get the prize.”

Laughter broke out across the room.

“Eight Consecutive Kills” was a vulgar and violent internet song. Humming it quietly for fun was one thing, but singing it in public, especially with emotion and gestures, was quite embarrassing. Boss Zhang was clearly trying to provoke her.

Chen Xi glared, suppressing her anger. “Sorry, Boss Zhang, I can’t sing that song.”

The drunken boss swayed unsteadily. “Can’t sing? Then why are you even singing here? You might as well go home early and get married.”

Chen Xi’s face flushed with anger, but she dared not confront him. She continued to endure, “Boss Zhang, I’m just a girl trying to make a living. You’re such a big boss—why do you have to make things difficult for me?”

Boss Zhang grabbed a bottle of Spade Ace from the table and threw it at her. Chen Xi tried to dodge but was hit on her left arm, pain making tears stream down her face.

“What the hell! What do you mean by that? Are you accusing me of bullying you? I’m helping your business, yet you blame me instead of your own incompetence? If you can sing, then sing well. If you can’t, get off the stage and don’t waste space! Other singers, listen up! Whoever sings ‘Eight Consecutive Kills’ best gets my 100,000 yuan!” Boss Zhang shouted.

At that moment, a dark-skinned young man suddenly charged forward from somewhere, wielding a bottle and swinging it at Boss Zhang’s head.

Boss Zhang’s bodyguards fiercely tackled the young man, pinning him to the ground with a few of them pressing down on him.

Chen Xi rushed over, pleading, “Boss Zhang, please don’t push me anymore, do you have to drive me to death? Stop fighting! Stop! Ah…”

She was helpless, venting her fury and grievance through cries.

Boss Zhang chuckled softly. “Why don’t you just be my secretary? House, car, money—I can give you all that. Isn’t that better than singing here for so little?”

“Though singing earns less, the money is clean. I don’t want dirty money—not a single cent,” Chen Xi said tearfully.

Boss Zhang laughed heartily, “Who says my money isn’t clean? I won’t allow you to say that. My money is the hard-earned sweat of migrant workers—clean as can be.”

His bodyguards laughed along, each looking quite unpleasant.

The dark-skinned young man struggled to his feet, blood flowing from his mouth and nose, bruised all over.

“Chen Xi, you go first. I’ll handle them!” he said.

Chen Xi sobbed, “Zhang Tao, please don’t pressure me anymore. Just leave, don’t get involved. I beg you. I’ve told you many times—I really don’t like you and won’t consider a relationship for now. Please stop wasting your time on me. Why won’t you listen?”

Zhang Tao asked, “I’m willing to do anything for you—even give my life. Why can’t you give me a chance?”

“But feelings can’t be forced. If I don’t like you, I don’t like you. I beg you, please don’t interfere in my life anymore. Okay?” Chen Xi replied.

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