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Xu Ye certainly wouldn’t tell Qin Zhiwei any more details.
Right now, he was just bragging to Qin Zhiwei. If Chen Qingqing found out about this, she would probably block and delete him on the spot.
After resting at home for a couple of hours, Xu Ye ran into Old Xu, who was just getting off work and heading home, on his way to the shop.
“Xiao Ye, make sure you get up early tomorrow morning.”
Xu Ye was puzzled. “Dad, what’s up?”
“Tomorrow morning the college entrance exam results come out. How could you forget such an important thing?”
After the exam, Xu Ye hadn’t really thought about it. He smiled and said, “Don’t worry, Old Xu. Everything’s under control.”
With that, Xu Ye took off running.
Old Xu was both amused and bewildered. He thought to himself, his son had been so nervous during all those mock exams before, how could he be so calm now that the real results were about to come out?
Could it be that this kid actually made it to a top-tier university?
If so, their family’s ancestors would truly be smiling down on them.
When they arrived at the tavern, it was still early. Xu Ye and Zhou Ying tidied up the place casually, then leaned against the counter. Xu Ye took out his phone and sent a message to Qin Zhiwei.
Xu Ye: “Wei Ge, the scores come out tomorrow. Have you decided which university to apply to?”
Qin Zhiwei: “Damn, can you not bring that up? It makes me nervous every time.”
Xu Ye: “Nervous about what? Didn’t I tell you you passed the second-tier cutoff?”
Qin Zhiwei: “Stop messing around. Where are you going to university?”
Xu Ye: “Modu.”
Qin Zhiwei: “That’s kind of far, isn’t it?”
Xu Ye: “Come with me.”
According to the original story, Qin Zhiwei ended up going to university in the provincial capital. It was there that he met the woman who would later become his wife. To prevent Qin Zhiwei from making the same mistake again, Xu Ye wanted him to come to Modu together. That way, Qin Zhiwei wouldn’t meet the woman who would cheat on him, and Xu Ye would be saving him from a firestorm.
Qin Zhiwei: “Let’s wait until the scores come out before deciding.”
Xu Ye: “Alright, that works.”
Xu Ye couldn’t remember exactly how many points Qin Zhiwei had scored, only that his score was slightly higher than his own.
While Xu Ye and Qin Zhiwei chatted, their classmates were also excitedly talking in the high school group chat.
Nowadays, high schools are divided into key classes and regular classes. It’s easy for students in the key classes to get into undergraduate programs, but for those in regular classes, getting into university is far from simple.
At this moment, everyone in the group was discussing how many students from their class would get into undergraduate programs this year.
Based on past experience, in a class like Xu Ye’s, the number of students admitted to undergraduate programs rarely exceeded ten. And those were only the ones who just passed the undergraduate cutoff. It should be noted that barely passing the cutoff usually meant admission to private universities, where tuition typically started at ten to twenty thousand yuan. Because of this, many students who just barely passed the undergraduate line would rather choose some of the better vocational colleges instead.
“Li Nan, Gu Mengyao, Qin Zhiwei, and Duan Qingjun are the four most likely to get into undergraduate programs, right? Their scores have been relatively stable.”
“I heard from Qin Zhiwei that Xu Ye did pretty well this year too.”
“He’s a klutz. No matter how well he does, he won’t pass English.”
“Exactly.”
Just after chatting with Xu Ye, Qin Zhiwei immediately jumped into the group chat and posted: “Most of the English test is multiple-choice, with a one in four chance. What if I got them all right?”
“There’s no way there are that many ‘what ifs,’” someone replied.
Xie Hong said bluntly, “If Xu Ye gets in, I’ll literally climb a wall.”
Jiang Lei, who had badmouthed Xu Ye at the KTV last time, also showed up: “Haha, I’ll eat a pile of something if that happens.”
Xu Ye glanced at the group messages and found them utterly childish.
He logged out of QQ and opened WeChat.
Casually, he typed a few words and sent them to Chen Qingqing.
Xu Ye: “The scores come out tomorrow morning. Have you decided which university to apply to?”
Chen Qingqing: “Modu Conservatory of Music.”
Xu Ye: “Conservatory? Are you going to an arts school?”
Chen Qingqing: “I’ve always been an art student.”
Xu Ye: “No wonder.”
Chen Qingqing: “Don’t break my guitar.”
Xu Ye: “Don’t worry, I treat it like a treasure—I even hold it when I sleep.”
Chen Qingqing: “Gross.”
Xu Ye: “I’m not holding you, so what’s gross about that?”
Chen Qingqing: “Shut up.”
Chen Qingqing: “Can you send me the lyrics and the melody of that song you wrote?”
Xu Ye: “You want to sing it?”
Chen Qingqing didn’t reply for a full minute.
Xu Ye joked, “How about I sell you the copyright? Then the song will be yours from now on.”
Chen Qingqing: “Okay, how much do you want?”
Xu Ye casually typed a string of numbers and sent it.
Chen Qingqing: “Deal.”
Xu Ye: “??? Wait, do you really have that much money?”
Xu Ye: “What if I said fifty thousand?”
Chen Qingqing: “Not expensive.”
Xu Ye: “I regret it. Can we renegotiate?”
Chen Qingqing: “No, it’s already a deal. Send me the lyrics and melody, and I’ll transfer the money to your account.”
Xu Ye: “I feel like I’m being ripped off.”
Chen Qingqing: “Send me your account number.”
Xu Ye: “Why? Afraid I’ll change my mind?”
Chen Qingqing: “Mm-hmm.”
Xu Ye: “The card is at home. I’ll send it after work.”
Chen Qingqing: “I looked online for those two comics you mentioned last time, but I couldn’t find them.”
Xu Ye: “Uh, those are foreign ones. You can’t find them here.”
Chen Qingqing: “Oh.”
Xu Ye, feeling guilty, said, “Enough chit-chat. I’m busy now.”
…
It was already eleven thirty at night.
Xu Ye got home and sent his account number to Chen Qingqing. To his surprise, she immediately transferred ten thousand yuan to him.
Xu Ye was stunned.
He knew Chen Qingqing’s family was wealthy, but he hadn’t expected that a soon-to-be university student could casually spare ten thousand yuan like that.
Cool, beautiful, and rich—this buff was stacking up perfectly.
Seeing the transfer notification, Xu Ye quickly got up, wrote the lyrics and melody on a blank sheet of paper, took a photo, and sent it to Chen Qingqing.
Xu Ye: “Miss, money for goods, and goods for money. We’re square.”
Chen Qingqing: “Got it, now scram.”
Xu Ye: “Roger that~”
Chen Qingqing smiled after reading Xu Ye’s message. She rolled around twice on her bed, saved the photo, and softly hummed along with the tune.
As the third-ranked student in the entrance exam at Modu Conservatory of Music, Chen Qingqing possessed excellent vocal qualities. She only needed to hum the tune twice before she could sing the song fairly smoothly.
Her voice was lazy and soft, carrying a unique charm.
What she didn’t know was that at this very moment—
In the next room over—
Jiang Meilin, dressed in pajamas, was pressing her ear against the shared wall, secretly listening to the sounds coming from Chen Qingqing’s room.
“This song is…”
Jiang Meilin narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest, murmuring to herself, “Could it be… that she really has fallen in love?”