Chapter 41
Yan He sat in the exchange student villa for a while, browsing the academy forum. Cafeteria No. 10’s promotion was incredibly fast; they had even put up posters.
No matter how delicious the food, people get used to it eventually. Many rich kids had an indifferent attitude towards Cafeteria No. 10’s offerings. But once the promotion came out, things were different.
These were top-tier ingredients sold by the academy’s recognized “Human Catnip”! The rice balls fed to stray cats and dogs weren’t suitable for these wealthy scions, but these ingredients certainly were.
Reservation rates for the second-floor restaurant of Cafeteria No. 10 began to skyrocket. There were even rumors that a mysterious bigshot had bought out all the ingredients for the entire venue.
This caused many rich kids who hadn’t secured a reservation to complain on the forum, saying that much food was enough for a banquet, and buying it all out just to let it go stale was a waste!
Yan He stroked the head of the snow leopard, who had stealthily rubbed up against him, and fell into deep thought. Does the academy move this fast?
No, shouldn’t it be Bai Yuzhou? Why has it become me?!
Could it be that the role of the protagonist shou really shifted to me? Holy crap, am I really going to turn gay?
As he petted the snow leopard’s head, Yan He’s mind was filled with horror. He discovered a terrifying fact—
Perhaps because he had been at the academy for so long, he was gradually being assimilated by his schoolmates. He was now surprisingly calm when he saw two guys kissing on campus.
No way, no way?
“Young Master Yan, please keep this safe.”
While Yan He was lost in wild thoughts, the head bodyguard handed over a small box.
Yan He took it with some surprise. Opening it, he saw a blindingly bright gold brick inside.
“Young Master Yan’s nameplate needs to be remade at his own expense. This is a small token of our Young Master’s appreciation.”
Yan He hefted it. This must weigh at least a jin (500g), right? Besides, a specially-enrolled student like me doesn’t need gold for a nameplate!
Is it because I also acted as a chef for a day?
Based on today’s gold price, this brick was worth at least four hundred thousand yuan.
Yan He gave the snow leopard a thumbs-up and left the exchange student villa with the gold brick in his pocket.
The head bodyguard watched a subordinate see Yan He off and said, “Young Master, should we snatch him from Young Master Yun?”
Ling Ye, having reverted to human form, said, “Only Yun Xiao? Guess who bought out all the ingredients in Cafeteria No. 10?”
The head bodyguard was speechless. They all said the competition pressure in Xia Empire academies was intense, and it really was true.
As soon as Yan He left the exchange student villa, he received a message from his second boss, He Ting.
[2: Come to Restaurant No. 10 tonight at 19:30.]
Yan He felt slightly guilty about being forced to earn extra income on the side, so he didn’t dare ask much and replied with a “1”.
In the afternoon, he applied to the academy for a new nameplate, paying the fee himself. As the appointed time approached, Yan He wore the academy’s autumn uniform and headed toward Cafeteria No. 10. When he clearly saw the promotion at the restaurant entrance, he was instantly dumbfounded.
A bunch of low-key yet luxurious cursive English was written, which could be summarized as—
“I, Yan He, am inviting the whole academy to a feast!”
Tonight’s consumption is all on Young Master Yan~
Yan He’s face turned green. His eighty million had just hit his account and hadn’t even warmed up yet.
Same name, same surname, right? It must be someone with the same name.
“Yan He, you’re finally here. Why are you standing stupidly at the door? Come in!”
Before seeing Yun Xiao, he heard his cheerful voice.
Yun Xiao strode out in a few steps and dragged Yan He directly inside.
Yan He had been to Cafeteria No. 10 a few times, but always to run errands for his two bosses. Obviously, tonight the restaurant’s decor was more upscale, with long tables laden with various edible desserts.
Yan He asked, clinging to his last shred of hope, “Um, the host of tonight’s banquet… just happens to share my name, right?”
Hearing this, Yun Xiao immediately declared domineeringly, “What same name? It is you.”
“If anyone dared to have the same name as you, I’d make them change it immediately. I won’t allow anyone else to be called ‘Yan He’.”
Yan He: “…”
Don’t! I don’t have that kind of money!
“Just eat with peace of mind, Little Sprout He.” Two familiar, elegant figures walked out from the shadows. Xu Xingchuan swirled the red wine in his glass, glanced at the still-quiet He Ting beside him, and said with a smile.
“Our Ting-Ting and Xiao-Xiao have already paid the restaurant for all the expenses of this banquet.”
Yan He was shaken, looking in astonishment at the calm He Ting and the smugly happy Yun Xiao.
Selling favors to the entire academy in his name?
Actually… he did feel a slight regret about not having truly tasted the global top-tier ingredients himself.
He Ting placed his red wine glass on a waiter’s tray and gazed at Yan He. “Yan He, I hope that at Bestia, you can gain not only the money you want but also prestige, status, and everything else you desire.”
“Or simply put,” He Ting paused, his words direct and forceful, “I just want to make you happy.”
A person’s desire for money is the most basic. With him, Yan He could be bolder and ask for more. He could afford it, and he could support him.
Yan He stood in a daze, as if seeing a fierce tiger clearing a path for him through the fog.
Yun Xiao hadn’t expected the usually taciturn He Ting to say so much at this moment—and steal his lines! What could he say to express the same sentiment as He Ting?
Yun Xiao hurriedly clenched his fist and added excitedly, “Me too!”
After speaking, Yun Xiao immediately looked at Xu Xingchuan, signaling him with his eyes to chime in. The F4 was a team, understood? A team!
Say something quickly, Old Xu.
Xu Xingchuan sipped his red wine and said with a smile, “I pass.”
Three of his good friends were already involved; why should he join in?
Yun Xiao looked at him with disappointment. Old Xu really didn’t understand how good their Yan He was; he’d regret it sooner or later.
Xu Xingchuan looked up and saw that many wealthy scions had already entered the banquet, ignoring the buffet desserts provided by the restaurant and chatting idly.
Are you kidding? Everyone heard tonight features top-tier ingredients sold to the restaurant by the Human Catnip. Why would they eat junk food?
Some had even secretly starved themselves all day just waiting for tonight.
In the crowd, Wu Saiqi was holding a wine glass, mingling among the rich kids.
The rich kids knew Wu Saiqi was the president of the Specially-Enrolled Student Association. Although they still looked down on him inwardly, they didn’t dare offend him easily, exchanging a few casual words before leaving.
Xu Xingchuan smiled slightly, raised his hand to pat Yan He’s head, and said gently, “Little Sprout He, make sure to eat a lot later.”
After speaking, Xu Xingchuan quietly headed toward Wu Saiqi. As he passed President Wu, he gave him a look. Wu Saiqi understood immediately and quietly followed.
“Go, go, go, the protagonist of tonight should go to the head table.” Yun Xiao put his arm around Yan He’s shoulder and said enthusiastically.
Yan He looked back at He Ting, whose hands hung at his sides as he followed behind them.
Yan He saw the wealthy scions around him taking the initiative to greet him, noticing the nameplates on their chests.
“Yan He, you’re not happy? Why?” Yun Xiao leaned close to Yan He’s face and asked.
Yan He didn’t know how to answer; saying it felt a bit excessive.
But if he didn’t say anything, Yun Xiao would keep pressing. Yun Xiao was the type to break the casserole to ask the bottom (get to the bottom of things); he had to know the reason.
Yan He said unnaturally, “Uh, I just feel like… wasn’t it advertised as a banquet for the whole academy? But… I don’t see a single specially-enrolled student, except for President Wu.”
Strictly speaking, Wu Saiqi had crossed classes within the academy and wasn’t a poor specially-enrolled student in the true sense.
Yun Xiao didn’t have a good impression of any specially-enrolled student other than Yan He. Hearing Yan He say this, he frowned slightly.
At Bestia, the hierarchy was distinct. Specially-enrolled students were specially-enrolled students, and rich young masters were rich young masters. There was an insurmountable gap between them, and everyone silently observed the order, not crossing the line.
But… Yan He was also a specially-enrolled student.
And this specially-enrolled student was the host of this banquet.
Yun Xiao looked at He Ting. He Ting stared at Yan He and said, “You are the host.”
So don’t feel unnatural about your own ideas.
He Ting: “I arranged for people to send invitations to the specially-enrolled students in advance.”
Yan He scratched his head. He could have any idea he wanted, and He Ting could satisfy it.
Steady, mature, and reliable—that was the thought Yan He suddenly had about He Ting.
The specially-enrolled students had indeed received invitations. At first, they thought it was a prank, because in the past, a rich young master had invited a specially-enrolled student to dine at Cafeteria No. 10, only to claim later it wasn’t a treat. That resulted in the student owing three years’ worth of scholarships for a single meal and being frequently mocked on the forum.
They were very cautious about this, but the inviter was—
Yan He.
“If it’s Yan He, it’s definitely fine!” Xiao Tu’s voice was small but firm.
Yan He gave them a very subtle feeling. Everyone knew Yan He was F4 Yun Xiao’s little lackey. Logically, he should stand on the side of the rich kids, yet Yan He gave them the feeling that he would always be one of the specially-enrolled students.
The specially-enrolled students arrived at the entrance of Cafeteria No. 10 as a group. Seeing the magnificent decor, their feet seemed rooted to the ground, afraid to step inside.
Even after the greeters checked their invitations and confirmed they were correct, everyone looked at each other, no one moving.
Bai Yuzhou suddenly extended his long legs and stepped inside, walking at the very front.
Seeing Bai Yuzhou take the lead, Xiao Tu and the others immediately followed.
After entering, Bai Yuzhou’s gaze constantly searched the venue for Yan He. He didn’t see Yan He, but he noticed Wu Saiqi.
Bai Yuzhou suddenly remembered that this morning, President Wu had demanded in a stern voice that he come see him immediately. However, he had missed it because he went to save Yan He. Meeting President Wu now, it seemed he should go up and explain.
Bai Yuzhou said a few words to Xiao Tu and the others, then turned and left.
The wealthy scions saw the specially-enrolled students immediately and frowned unconsciously.
It seemed that being with these mud-legged people would lower their status.
A rich kid opened his mouth, subconsciously about to utter mockery at the specially-enrolled students, when someone immediately pulled him back, shaking their head and mouthing two words—
Yan He.
Seeing the mouthed words, the loose-lipped rich kid instantly woke up.
Right, this is Yan He’s banquet. We can’t mess around.
No one who had eaten the rice balls Yan He fed to the stray animals said they weren’t good. A leopard cat even posted anonymously on the academy forum, saying that after pretending to be a little stray cat and getting casually petted by Yan He, they didn’t have any beastly outbursts that night, and their beast transformation rate inexplicably dropped.
There were even claims that being petted once was better than doing that kind of thing.
And the rumors got more and more outrageous; Yan He was practically becoming a magical boy behind the scenes.
Damn, the Beast God Cult gave out ostrich eggs, swan eggs, chicken, duck, and goose eggs, quail eggs, all kinds of eggs for missionary work every few days, but could they be as persuasive as Yan He’s word-of-mouth reputation?
If they weren’t afraid of offending Young Master Xu, many troublemakers felt Yan He could kick the Beast God statue off and sit there himself.
Thus, for the first time, the wealthy scions and the specially-enrolled students fell into such a weirdly harmonious state, even exchanging fake smiles and greetings from time to time.
At the same moment, both classes sighed inwardly:
“Actually, specially-enrolled students aren’t as disgusting as I imagined.”
“Rich kids are nothing special, either.”
Until the manager of Restaurant No. 10 walked out, forcing a smile on his face that was about to cramp, and invited the students to take their seats.
In that instant, the eyes of the thousands of people present changed.
“Charge! Grab the food!”
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