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Late at night, the bright moon hung high, and all was silent. In this seemingly tranquil Yan University, all the night owls snuggled in their blankets were erupting on the School Forum.
Within five minutes of Xu Chengyang's post, the comments had already exceeded over a thousand and were still rising at lightning speed...
245L: Oh my god, is that Fu Weiheng???
246L: Is he the man from Cayenne???
247L: So, is that Flower of the Orchestra Department dating this Violinist Fu Weiheng???
248L: Fire Tongs Liu Ming... With such an extraordinary boyfriend, she must have either saved the Earth or the universe. Don't those who criticized her feel ashamed???
249L: Mr. Fu’s skills in protecting his own are top-notch 2333333...
...
846L: Our Orchestral Flower just wants to date Deity low-key, and it's this hard [sneer].
847L: Who's being kept? Who??
848L: Hahahahaha Fu Weiheng hit the nail on the head, directly slapping your faces!!
...
3457L: A single word covers Mr. Fu's thousand words, hahahahaha, 'Those who bully me? You’re asking for death?' 2333333...
3458L: By the way, Blogger, you’re so sycophantic!! Hahahahaha...
3459L: This handsome face is dazzling my eyes; as expected, handsome men always look for beautiful women. [smile]
……
9438L: I just stumbled upon a wave of dog food in the middle of the night. [covering face]
9439L: I've been a fan of Fu Weiheng for five years and have never seen a high-definition, uncensored photo of his face... and today, all at once, let's not talk about it, my blood level is empty. [spitting blood]
9440L: Senior Gu from the Piano Department has hit me hard...
9441L: Skillfully slapping Li Green Tea in the face. [applause]
……
13948L: Hahahahaha... The one upstairs said Senior Gu shone brightly...
13949L: Li Jiayuan from the Vocal Department probably has no face left to see anyone...
13949L: Regardless, I hope my Deity can be happy. TT
……
Fu Weiheng leisurely browsed through the comments on the Forum, took a sip of warm water, and silently curled the corners of his lips.
——
The next morning, after Su Wan finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, she sighed helplessly upon seeing Xu Chengyang turn off the alarm for the fifth time and walked over to shake her bed.
"Ayang, wake up, it's almost eight."
Three seconds later, Xu Chengyang, with his messy hair resembling a bird's nest, lifted his head from the pillow with a dazed expression. The dark circles under his eyes were heavy, a clear sign of last night's overindulgence. After staring blankly for five seconds, he finally couldn't hold it any longer and buried his face back into the pillow, lamenting, "Can I not go to practice piano..."
Su Wan walked to her desk and recalled seeing a post shared by Xu Chengyang at three twenty-five this morning in their group chat. She reminded him, "Don't you want your Paganini championship anymore?"
Xu Chengyang angrily threw his pillow aside. "Damn Paganini! I'm about to be tortured to death by Paganini this month. At this rate, I'm going to develop Parkinson's syndrome one day!"
Su Wan: "..."
Su Wan: "If you don't get up soon, Old Charlie is going to come over from the Piano Room."
Xu Chengyang covered his head with the blanket. "Let me sleep for another half hour. If Old Charlie asks, just say I got lost on my way to the Piano Room!"
Su Wan: "..."
Yao Ye emerged from the bathroom, still fiddling with his belt, and casually remarked, "Guan Guan, don't mind her. Let her indulge last night in the Forum. Don't worry, Old Charlie will definitely not let her play Paganini another five to ten times."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Chengyang suddenly threw off the blanket and got out of bed, gritting his teeth in anger. "Yao Ye! Just wait for me!" He then hurriedly got ready.
Yao Ye shrugged nonchalantly and raised an eyebrow at Su Wan. "Nothing else; it's just that Paganini has the most influence."
Su Wan: "..."
Since publicly displaying their affection yesterday, Mr. Fu had been unabashedly parking directly in front of her dormitory building, with the car window half-opened, practically flaunting it.
As Su Wan descended from the building to the front of the dormitory, she was surrounded by whispers and envious glances.
In front of everyone, she shyly opened the passenger door of Cayenne and slipped inside. After Fu Weiheng calmly drove out of the school gate, she hesitated for a long time before asking, "Neil, weren't you always low-key..."
Why are you so high-profile today?
He continued to look straight ahead and replied, "Who said that?"
"Everyone knows..." Su Wan counted on her fingers as she explained, "No recordings at performances, no interviews or promotional photos, even the album cover is just a plain black image... isn't that low-key?"
Fu Weiheng skillfully maneuvered the steering wheel and answered without hesitation, "The ban on recordings at performances is to ensure that they focus on listening to the performance and respect the performers. Not accepting interviews or photos is because there's no need for promotion. I participate in competitions and hold performances just to give myself an explanation, not to please anyone. As for the album..." He smiled lightly, "I’m just recording for fun."
Su Wan: "..."
Recording... for fun?
"Personally, I prefer being high-profile," he said nonchalantly with a slight smile, "especially during a relationship."
Su Wan: "..."
Alright, you're handsome, so whatever you say must be right.
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