Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  Don't measure the sea with a pint pot; don't judge people by their appearance.

  No one would have thought that Hua Ming, with his big head and silly face, could sing such a deep and moving song.

  A master's voice is recognizable from the first note. Now it's just a cappella, and he can already perform so well. If there were accompaniment, wouldn't it be almost as good as the original singer?

  The music ended with thunderous applause from everyone.

  "Good! Not bad! Extremely good!" Li Qiang exclaimed excitedly in a loud voice.

  "Not bad." Wei Feng, the president of the student union, smiled and said. "This song has a great feel to it. If we can get selected by the school to perform at the welcome party, who knows, maybe we'll start a nostalgic trend. And if we can also grab back one of the 'Top Ten Singers on Campus' awards for our department, that would be even better."

  Every year after the welcome party, the school will select the 'Top Ten Singers of the Campus'. The previous top ten singer quotas were always occupied by art colleges, fine arts colleges, foreign language colleges and other art-oriented departments. The Business School is also a strong competitor due to its large number of students.

  The School of Psychology has fewer people and programs, and since its establishment, it has never received this honor.

  "Let's take a look at the performances of others. Hopefully, we can still find some good seeds," said Gao Jia, head of the Literature and Art Department. "However, my personal vote is going to be cast for him."

  Huang Wenyi's face turned extremely red with embarrassment.

  I thought this guy looked like a clown, acted like a clown, and performed like a clown. I didn't expect him to get such thunderous applause from everyone.

  However, everyone says that Huaming sings well, and she cannot pretend to be ignorant of the truth by saying that he does not sing well - otherwise, others will either think that she has a problem with her brain or that her taste is problematic.

  And so, as if swallowing a fly, he also followed with a few words of praise.

  The first class only had Hua Ming's program, and after the performance was over, it was the turn of the second class. The second class had a delicate girl singing "Moonlight", a boy wearing glasses singing "Sea and Sky", and two girls brought street dance performances. Especially the last street dance performance was dynamic and fiery, with great visual impact, making people's eyes wide open once again.

  The students of Class Three brought a guitar singer and a crosstalk. The boy who played the guitar sang an unfamiliar song, saying it was his own lyrics and composition, playing and singing by himself, a versatile creative singer. The students still admired such talents very much.

  Li Qiang and several student cadres discussed it and decided to report the three programs: Hua Ming's "I am a wolf from the north", the second class's street dance performance, and the third class's guitar singing. In this way, each of the three classes would have one program.

  Li Qiang walked up to Tang Chong and said with a smile, "I know you have two classes this afternoon. Before class, ask the other students if anyone else wants to participate in the selection. If there are, bring them to me during the break between the first two classes, and I'll review again. Those who pass will be added to today's list and reported together. Those who don't pass will only report today's list. Wei Feng has a student union meeting after the second class this afternoon and must bring the program list over."

  "Alright, thank you Teacher Li." Tang Chong said gratefully. He also said to the other student union members: "Sorry, because of my delay, I made you all wait for a long time. Today at noon, let me treat everyone to a simple meal. Please give me this opportunity to apologize."

  "Hey, someone wants to compete with me to pay the bill." Li Qiang said with a smile. "Okay, let's give Tang Zhong this chance today. Today at noon, Tang Zhong will pay. Next time I'll pay."

  Minister of Culture Gao Jia asked Li Qiang what he meant by "next time", and a group of people burst out laughing.

  A meal eaten with relish and harmony, everyone's relationship is quickly brought closer together at the dinner table.

  After lunch, Tang Chong and Hua Ming walked back to their dormitory.

  "Lao Er, do you know why Huang Wenyi's glasses girl has been targeting you all along?" Hua Ming said with a toothpick in his mouth, smiling crookedly.

  "I've been wondering about that too." Tang Chong said with a smile. "I didn't know her before, and I had no contact with her, why did she treat me with such hostility? As if we had some deep grudge."

  Hua Ming smiled and said: "Because she is Lu Yifei's girlfriend."

  Tang Zhongyi was stunned, and it wasn't until then that he came to his senses.

  After Lu Yifei's plot to harm Tang Zhong failed, he was slapped by Tang Zhong and became so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head in class. Not only did he fail to be elected as the class monitor, but also the few boys who used to get along with him gradually kept their distance from him. He has now become a loner in the class, and it's rare to see him talking to anyone.

  But what I didn't expect was that this guy actually had some tricks up his sleeve and unknowingly hooked up with the female class leader of Class 2.

  Lu Yi Fei must have said a lot of bad things about himself in front of his girlfriend, otherwise how could she hide her hatred for him?

  "It's really not a pleasant thing to be remembered with hatred by a woman." Tang Chong said with a smile.

  "I thought you would jump out and slap her like before," said Hua Ming. "I've never seen you hit a woman, this is going to be good."

  Tang Chong was speechless at Hua Ming's perversion and said: "Actually, there are other ways."

  "What else can be done?" Huā Míng asked curiously.

  "You snatched her away from Lu Yi Fei's hands." Tang Zhong said. "Huang Wen Ya looks pretty good, shouldn't she fit your aesthetic? You came out with a rabbit in hand, and it was easy to capture? Once he becomes your girlfriend, he won't deliberately target me anymore, right?"

  "Is it necessary for the dormitory leader to take action on such a simple matter?" Hua Ming said evasively: "Let Liang Tao go. That kid has been frustrated lately, we should give him some motivation."

  "Alright, you go and talk to him about it then." Tang Chong said with a smile. "You head back first, I still have some things to take care of."

  Hua Ming rushed over and grabbed Tang Chong's shoulder, saying: "Second brother, confess honestly, who are you planning to see? Su Shan? Qiu Yi Han? Or Jiao Nan Xin?"

  "You think too much, hurry back to sleep." Tang Zhong slapped him and scolded.

  "Alas." Hua Ming sighed and left. "It's not that I don't understand, it's just that the world is changing too fast. Do all girls nowadays like men with a lewd appearance? Are those with integrity, kindness, and love in their hearts no longer liked by anyone?"

  Tang Chong touched his own face and thought to himself, "Even when I'm not normal, I should be more normal than you, right?"

  Tang Chong walked through the second cafeteria, through Lovers' Lane, through a fake hill, and headed towards Mingli Lake in the south of the campus.

  The autumn wind grew cooler, and even the water of Lake Mingri also became cold and deep. Without the sun, the scales on the lake's surface also disappeared.

  The withered leaves of the plane tree piled up by the lake, making a rustling sound when stepped on.

  Tang Zhong was about to walk towards the wooden bridge leading to the Lake Heart Bamboo Pavilion when he saw two figures, one tall and one short, walking from the lake center towards the shore.

  The wooden bridge is not wide, if it's a couple holding hands walking through, it wouldn't be strange at all. But these two men, one tall and one short, walked side by side, and the tall man had a huge build, making the bridge seem crowded and narrow. However, neither of them seemed to notice, perhaps they didn't want to fall behind each other.

  Tang Chong's footsteps came to a halt, standing still at the bridgehead, quietly waiting.

  The people on the bridge also found Tang Chong waiting at the head of the bridge. The tall and burly man with a long chin and sideburns looked at him thoughtfully, while the short and small man who walked with a limp had his eyes slightly closed.

  Two people walking, making two completely different sounds.

  One dragon strides with big steps, while another one is gentle and soft, with a delicate air.

  The nomad stopped when he reached the bridgehead. He only needed to take one more step forward, and he would leave the wooden bridge and set foot on flat ground. But he just didn't take that one step.

  He didn't even move, but the road leading up to Tong's bridge was blocked by him.

  The big guy who had already stood on the shore turned around and looked at Tang Chong, then looked at Youmu, and smiled with an open mouth.

  "Is this what they call 'enemies on a narrow road'?" The nomad looked down at Tang Chong from his high vantage point, asking. He stood at the head of the bridge, indeed higher than Tang Chong who was standing below.

  "If it were from my perspective, then a good dog doesn't block the way." Tang Chong said with a smile.

  "How interesting." The nomad narrowed his eyes and sneered coldly. "I don't know who you are, but what I said still stands."

  He pointed at Tang Zhong's left leg and then his right leg, saying: "However, previously I only wanted one of your legs, now - I want both."

  "You're not saying this for the first time, are you?" Tang Zhong sneered. "But I'm still fine now. Standing perfectly in front of you... From a psychological perspective, a successful person should do more and talk less. Boasting before success can greatly damage one's image. I think you wouldn't understand this logic, would you? Of course, you're not considered a successful person anyway."

  "Hahaha ----" The big guy following the nomad burst out laughing and said: "Nomad, it seems you've met your match. They don't give you any face at all."

  "An insignificant little worm. Is it even worthy of being my opponent?" Youmu surprisingly didn't get angry at the big guy's "cripple" remark, and calmly said: "Take things seriously. Many problems will be solved."

  Tang Chong had long known that You Mù was the kind of person who would seek revenge for even the smallest grievance, but he didn't get angry at the giant who stood at 1.95 meters tall and looked like a moving mountain when he called him "You Cripple". This made Tang Chong take a few more glances at the big guy.

  "I'm different," Tang Zhong said. "When I make a promise, I'll definitely find a way to fulfill it."

  Tang Zhong pointed at You Mu's only good leg and said: "Take care of it well. It is mine."

  The nomad's eyebrows slightly raised, with a bloodthirsty killing intent in his eyes, smiled and said: "Is this a challenge?"

  "No." Tang Zhong shook his head. "This is an order."