Zhang Ye slowly opened his eyes and sat up, feeling a bit dazed.
“A-Nan?” he called out, but no one responded.
The dormitory was empty; he was the only one left...
His gaze dimmed for a moment, but it immediately regained its luster.
That’s not right!
There was still Gujiu!
“Gujiu!” The little slime hopped into his arms and gave him a big, wet kiss. Zhang Ye immediately burst into a fit of silly laughter.
“My good baby!”
“Gujiu?”
“What? Big Brother cried? How could Big Brother cry? Big Brother is always smiling. Don’t talk nonsense.”
“Gujiu~”
“The pillow is wet... This... Gujiu, how could you pee the bed?”
“...”
“Alright, let’s not worry about the details. Big Brother was just moved to tears by his own handsomeness!” Zhang Ye chuckled and discreetly wiped the tear stains off the pillow.
I cried?
Why?
Was I dreaming?
I don’t even know what I dreamed about... Anyway, let’s just say I was moved to tears by my own handsomeness!
Zhang Ye got up and stretched.
Looking at the time, it was almost noon; he had slept through the entire morning.
His head didn’t hurt as much anymore. He estimated that the damage to his soul would be fully recovered before long.
Sigh, look at this recovery power—it’s top-notch. Even soul damage can recover this quickly. I’m so awesome!
“I’ll go cook first. They should be back just in time to eat.” Zhang Ye grinned and ran to the kitchen to start preparing lunch.
Consequently, when everyone returned and stepped through the door, they were greeted by a delicious aroma.
Is Gujiu cooking?
Everyone headed to the kitchen.
“You’re back! Sit down, the food is ready,” Zhang Ye said with a smile as he turned around. He placed the soup on the table and beckoned everyone to sit and eat.
“Brother Ye, you’re okay?!” Lina exclaimed in pleasant surprise.
Everyone had come back at noon specifically to check on Zhang Ye. They hadn’t expected him to recover so quickly; his complexion was ruddy, showing none of the paleness from that morning.
“Brother Ye, what happened to you?” Lina asked. Everyone looked at him with concern written on their faces.
Zhang Ye felt a surge of warmth in his heart and smiled. “It’s nothing. I just cultivated too fast, and my spirit couldn’t keep up. A nap was all I needed.”
Everyone: “...”
Cultivated... too fast?
Just how fast did he have to cultivate to make himself that lethargic?
Fortunately, since Zhang Ye was fine, everyone began their lunch.
However, just as they were about to start eating, the doorbell rang.
Zhang Ye ran to open the door and saw who it was.
Leona was standing there.
Zhang Ye said happily, “Big Nana! Come in, you’re just in time for lunch!”
Leona smiled but shook her head. “No, I just came to see how you were doing. Is your body alright?”
Hearing this, Zhang Ye patted his chest and laughed. “I’m fine! I just couldn't quite handle the speed of my cultivation, but after a nap, I’m as fit as a fiddle!”
Leona listened and said seriously, “You shouldn't be too hasty with your cultivation to avoid hurting your body, do you understand?”
“Mhm, I understand.”
“Then I won’t stay for lunch. I need to go back and cultivate. I’m aiming to break through to Four-star Saint-tier within a month.”
“I see...” Zhang Ye was a bit disappointed, but then he said, “Wait a moment!”
With that, he ran back inside and returned a moment later with a bowl of soup. “Have some soup before you go.”
Seeing this, Leona took the soup and drank it all in one go. “Delicious!”
Then, she kissed Zhang Ye’s forehead with her soft lips and said, “ I’m liking you more and more. Keep up the good work!”
Zhang Ye felt like he was floating on air and nodded repeatedly. “Mhm, mhm!”
“I’m off.”
“Goodbye, Big Nana.”
“Goodbye.”
After seeing Leona off, Zhang Ye returned to his seat. Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, the doorbell rang again.
Who was it this time?
Zhang Ye opened the door.
“Senior, why are you here? Come in!” Zhang Ye said as he looked at Talia.
“The venue has been approved,” Talia said with a smile as she walked into the house with her long, shapely legs.
Once inside, her small nose twitched, and she said in surprise, “It smells so good!”
Zhang Ye chuckled. “You haven't eaten yet, have you, Senior?”
“Not yet.”
“That’s perfect. I cooked a lot, so join us. My friends are here too.”
“Alright, we can talk at the table.” Talia didn’t act like a stranger. She went to the dining area, greeted everyone, and sat down.
Looking at the feast spread out before her, she couldn't help but salivate. “You made all of this?”
“Mhm, give it a try.” Zhang Ye nodded.
Talia put a piece of beef into her mouth, and a look of pure bliss immediately crossed her face. “This is way too delicious!”
“It’s ten times better than the cafeteria food!”
“Of course! Brother Ye’s cooking is amazing!” Lina added immediately.
Talia laughed and joined everyone for dinner.
She was a bold and easygoing person, so she quickly hit it off with the group.
Toward the end of the meal, Talia finally remembered her purpose for coming.
There was no helping it; Zhang Ye’s food was so good that she had forgotten her official business.
“Junior, the venue has been approved. It’s the Central Grand Arena, and everything is ready!” Talia said.
Zhang Ye immediately replied, “That’s great! Let’s start in a bit!”
“Brother Ye, what are you going to do?” Lina asked curiously.
Zhang Ye smiled. “I’m holding a concert. But before that, I need to do some promotion. I plan to hold a small concert first to drum up interest. You can all come and listen to me sing after we finish eating.”
Everyone’s eyes lit up at his words.
Who didn’t know that Zhang Ye was a great singer?
Zhang Ye was quite famous now and had even been dubbed the “God of Song.”
Of course, that was somewhat of an exaggeration, but it precisely showed how loud his reputation had become. Practically the entire school knew of him.
After finishing their meal, everyone hurried to the Rock Guild, where a simple stage had already been set up.
Lighting and special effects weren't needed at all; Zhang Ye brought his own effects and sound system.
Looking at the empty surroundings, Lina asked with some concern, “Brother Ye, will people really come to listen?”
Zhang Ye chuckled. “Don’t worry, I have confidence. And even if they don’t, consider it a treat for everyone in the Rock Guild.”
All the members of the Rock Guild were ready, standing in rows below the stage with expectant looks, waiting for Zhang Ye to sing.
Zhang Ye didn’t waste any time and started right away!
For this promotion, he had prepared a total of twelve songs.
They were all famous songs from Earth, spanning various genres and languages. Thanks to the system’s powerful translation effect, everyone would be able to understand them.
Let’s do this!
The first song was the beautiful and upbeat “Butterfly Spring.”
The moment the singing began, the perfect voice—complete with its own built-in reverb—was spread out by mana, reaching across more than half of the academy.
Many students heard it.
“I see the flowers in full bloom, a faint sound of singing~”
Hearing this beautiful singing, all the students were unconsciously drawn in, their faces filled with enchantment.
“Such a beautiful voice. Who is singing?”
“This voice... it sounds like the God of Song!”
“The God of Song is singing? Where? I want to go listen!”
“It sounds like it’s coming from the North District!”
“Hurry, hurry, hurry!”
A large number of students were attracted by the singing and rushed toward the North District.
In this world with almost no entertainment, the level of popularity Zhang Ye’s singing received far exceeded anyone’s imagination.
By the time “Butterfly Spring” finished, several hundred people had gathered below the stage. Besides the members of the Rock Guild and Lina’s group, many were students drawn in by the music, and even some mentors and instructors had been attracted.
Everyone’s face was filled with delight.
Seeing this, a confident smile appeared on Zhang Ye’s face.
Next was naturally the song everyone was looking forward to: “My Sky.”
As the powerful singing exploded, everyone below the stage felt their scalps tingle. The students rushing over from a distance also unconsciously quickened their pace.
The God of Song was singing; they couldn't afford to miss it!
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