Chapter 82: Come Watch My Match part 1
This night was livelier than ever.
Approaching eleven o’clock, footsteps still echoed upstairs and downstairs, banging loudly. One didn’t need to see it to guess that people were excitedly holding their phones and celebrating.
Amidst the bombardment from the forum and the noise from the floors above and below, Wen Rong put down his mouse and leisurely asked the System, “Brother, how many more points do I need to continue living in this world?”
【A Mysterious Grand Prize costs 30 points. Host currently has 19 total points. You still need 11 points.】
“Still need 11 points, huh.”
Wen Rong smiled, propping his cheeks with both hands, giggling foolishly as his thoughts drifted. “They’re all calling me ‘Male God’ now. I don’t know why, but I’m a little happy.”
The System wanted to say, You should be worried about whether you’ll survive, but Wen Rong’s emotional value was maxed out, indicating he was truly happy and completely unaffected by the prospect of “potentially dying.”
Why is he so happy?
【Why?】 The System asked.
“Hmm…”
For many years in the past, no one had ever pressed Wen Rong with “why,” so he hadn’t asked himself “why” either. He needed to think about it.
Head bowed in contemplation for about two or three minutes, he finally seemed to find the reason for his happiness. Behind the lenses, his light-colored eyes shone like stars.
“Before, they didn’t respect me.”
【Do you feel respected now?】
“I did a great deed! They worship me very much.”
He paused, then changed the adjective. “They acknowledge me.”
After saying that, a laugh spilled from his lips. Pfft.
He looked truly super happy. The System couldn’t curb its curiosity. 【Was the Host never worshipped in your previous school?】
“Before…”
Recalling the past, Wen Rong felt as if it were a lifetime ago.
Even though only a few months had passed.
“My classmates before all had wealthy families. They didn’t really talk to me.”
【Did the Host never take off your glasses?】
“Why take off glasses for no reason?”
【I mean, your previous classmates never realized you were very good-looking?】
【Look, after you took off your glasses here, everyone realized you were beautiful, and their attitude toward you improved slightly.】
“In high school, everyone was so busy they read books even while using the toilet. No time to look at me.”
“Besides, they were all heterosexual.”
【…】
【What about girls? You mentioned before that girls asked you about questions. They probably loved talking to you too, right?】
“There was a girl who would talk to me.”
【Your high school’s campus belle?】
“No, it was a girl in our class who loved to smile.”
【Mm-hm.】
The System assumed its Host was severely disconnected from the internet during high school. Labels like “campus belle,” which circulated only among students, likely never reached his ears.
【Why did she stop talking to you later? Did you reject her?】
“She went abroad. She rarely came to school in the second year.”
【…】
Wen Rong realized belatedly, “What rejection?”
【Nothing.】
The System felt something was off. Having bonded with many hosts, it had experienced various high school romance novels. There was never a mundane story that ended just because someone went abroad like the Host described. It couldn’t help but continue asking: 【What about others? That school bully—】
Only after asking did it remember the Host was terrified to mention him. It quickly apologized, 【Sorry Host, I forgot you are afraid to mention him.】
Wen Rong tilted his head. “You mean him…”
【Host doesn’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.】
“It’s not that I don’t want to.”
After experiencing so much, thinking back on that person now, he didn’t seem afraid anymore.
That person…
“So strange.”
【What?】
“I suddenly can’t remember what he looks like.” Wen Rong scratched his head. “Maybe I was too afraid of him back then and never dared to look up at him.”
【That implies he was very tall.】
“Yes, yes, yes, a bit tall.”
With the System’s reminder, Wen Rong seemed to recall a bit more. “He was very smart, his family was rich, and many boys in school listened to him. He liked to smoke in the hallway, and the teachers didn’t stop him.”
【I remember you said he would beat people up.】
Wen Rong instinctively shrank his neck, then touched his head. “Mn.”
【Did he beat you?】
“…Mn.”
On the data panel, Wen Rong’s emotional value slowly dropped. The System regretted misspeaking again, its CPU buzzing. 【Host, we don’t have to talk about him. Anyway, he definitely died in the earthquake too.】
“He went abroad in the second semester of senior year. He shouldn’t have encountered the earthquake.”
The emotional value stopped dropping after decreasing a degree. Wen Rong sat in the chair, his expression indifferent. “Brother, I know you’re afraid I’ll be sad, but I’m not afraid of him now.”
“Besides, I’m living very happily now. He isn’t important anymore.”
【Mn.】
Wen Rong took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose hard. “Brother, it’s a bit strange. Not just his face, I don’t even seem to remember his name.”
“Is there something wrong with my memory?”
【Don’t worry, this is a normal phenomenon. To prevent the Host’s spirit from becoming disordered, the Main System slowly blurs memories from the previous life like this.】
Wen Rong understood the System’s explanation as “normal forgetting” and felt relieved.
There weren’t many things worth remembering from his past life anyway. It was better to live the current life well.
There was Professor Xu Qiu’s class the next morning.
Professor Xu Qiu looked like she hadn’t slept all night, sporting dark circles under her eyes, though they were hidden behind her glasses and not easily noticed.
When class ended, Wen Rong saw Professor Xu Qiu standing behind the podium without leaving. He took the initiative to step forward and ask:
“Professor, do you want some water?”
Actually, he wanted to ask if Professor Xu Qiu wanted to sleep, but thinking that was a strange question, he stopped himself.
Xu Qiu looked up from behind her thick lenses. “No need.”
“…Okay.”
He paused, then couldn’t help but say, “Professor, you should pay attention to rest. Your current state doesn’t look too good.”
“Mn.” Xu Qiu hummed vaguely, then suddenly asked, “Is your practical for the third semester decided? Do you want to come to my place?”
“?”
Professor Xu Qiu’s place!
Through this period of cramming, Wen Rong had already realized from various papers and booklets how formidable Professor Xu Qiu, a top scholar in the mathematics world, truly was.
Professor Xu Qiu invited him to do his practical there!
Wen Rong was simply flattered, dumbfounded, his soul flying to the heavens.
“Don’t waste time. Answer directly—going or not.”
Wen Rong snapped back to reality, involuntarily asking himself, “Are you worthy?”
He voiced his doubt, “But my grades aren’t the first.”
“Aren’t you learning? At your current pace, you can catch up to the others next semester.”
Wen Rong’s eyes widened. “Really?”
“You’d better reduce invalid communication.”
Wen Rong bit his lip. Looking a bit shocked and a bit timid, he appeared somewhat pitiful. Xu Qiu sighed and forced out a soft word. “Being stupid and being ignorant are two different concepts. You… barely count as ignorant. Be more diligent and make up for what you missed; you won’t be worse than others.”
“Mn.”
Wen Rong nodded solemnly, thanked Professor Xu Qiu, and with small, quick steps on the floor, felt happy enough to fly.
Pat-pat-pat.
He practically jumped down the stairs two steps at a time, impatiently taking out his phone to message Senior Leon:
[Senior, Professor Xu Qiu said I can go to her place for the third semester.]
Walking out of the teaching building, Senior Leon hadn’t replied yet.
Wen Rong didn’t mind because a message came from the News Club group chat: Zhang Jincheng was awake.
It was simply fantastic news!
Wen Rong felt like all the good things in the world were landing on him. The succession of good news made him so happy he lost his bearings.
In his great mood, even the bare trees by the roadside looked aesthetically pleasing to his eyes.
He ran all the way to the Medical Building and met Lin Qizheng at the entrance.
Lin Qizheng had also run over, face completely red, hands bracing his knees as he panted at the main entrance. Seeing Wen Rong, his face turned even redder from sudden excitement.
“Ha—Youngest, let me tell you, I recently researched a new thing.”
Wen Rong patted his back to help him catch his breath, afraid he’d collapse right here before inventing anything.
“A few people in my major heard about it and thought the prospects were good. We plan to do it together.”
Wen Rong said happily, “Then you need to prepare project materials! The project seminar is next month.”
“Tsk, that stuff is insanely hard to write.”
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