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At four in the afternoon, after the military training session ended, the students were free to do as they pleased. The class had already realized that Bai Yuyou’s personality might be a bit hard to approach—the girl exuded an icy, unapproachable aura.

"Brother, are we going to the club room later?" Tang Keke asked.

"Yeah, let’s head over," Ye Shuang replied. As the advisor of the Light Music Club, he felt obligated to check in—especially since he hadn’t seen Zhixia and Linlin all summer.

"Hehe, the Light Music Club is small, so they’re probably waiting for us," Tang Keke giggled.

Bai Yuyou nodded in agreement.

About ten minutes later—

The group stood at the stairwell, staring in bewilderment at the long line stretching outside the Light Music Club’s door.

Huh? ↗

Ye Shuang looked up, double-checking that he hadn’t taken a wrong turn. The sign clearly read "Light Music Club," so why were there so many people here?

"Over here! Sorry, but today we’re already—" Zhixia, sweating profusely, spotted Ye Shuang and the others as if they were her saviors. "M-Mr. Ye!"

Exchanging puzzled glances, the group walked over. "What’s going on? Why are there so many people all of a sudden?"

"I… I don’t know either. I didn’t even start recruiting new members yet, but as soon as classes ended, all these students showed up wanting to join," Zhixia said, equally baffled. Last semester, the club had been on the verge of disbanding—how had it suddenly become so popular?

Ye Shuang noticed that many of the boys in line were sneaking glances in their direction, particularly at Bai Yuyou.

Ye Shuang: "…"

"Hmm?"

Meanwhile, Linlin sat at a desk, registering new applicants.

"Why do you want to join the Light Music Club?"

"I heard it’s full of cute girls!"

"…"

"Why do you want to join the Light Music Club?"

"U-um, is Bai Yuyou in this club?"

"…"

"Why do you want to join the Light Music Club?"

"Because last semester, the Anime Club tricked me—it was full of otaku! Waaah, I want a club with cute girls!"

"…"

After a solid hour, the club finally quieted down. Ye Shuang, Zhixia, and the others sat down to sort through the applications and figure out what had happened.

About two-thirds of the applicants had heard rumors that the Light Music Club was packed with beautiful girls, making it the perfect place to find a girlfriend. The remaining third were here specifically for Bai Yuyou.

"Look, it’s a post from our school’s forum!" Tang Keke suddenly exclaimed, holding up her phone for everyone to see.

"Exploring Yinshan: The Official School Beauty Rankings"

NO.1: Bai Yuyou

NO.2: Luo Xi

NO.3: Niyan

NO.4: Guan Shiqi

The post was a student-voted ranking, featuring all sorts of bizarre entries—even the campus cat from the Excavator Department made the list, while third place was just a mobile game character’s avatar.

Some of the girls had even posted artistic selfies, as if they had submitted them themselves.

Bai Yuyou, sitting at the top, had a candid side-profile photo—completely unedited and slightly blurry—yet she dominated the votes by a landslide.

"So she’s famous now," Ye Shuang mused, though he wasn’t entirely surprised. In terms of looks, Bai Yuyou was undeniably top-tier.

The kind that could floor you at first sight.

I raised her well.

The thought filled him with pride, as if he had finally broken through the clouds to see the clear sky.

"Their motives are way too obvious. They’re not here for the music," Zhixia sighed. There was no way they’d accept members who only joined to chase girls.

Music was supposed to be fun, not a means to an ulterior motive.

"Let’s see if we can find some genuine newcomers. This is a rare opportunity," Ye Shuang suggested.

"Mm."

Linlin suddenly spoke up. "Oh, Mr. Ye, did you hear about the school sports festival next month?"

"I did."

"During the closing ceremony, there’s a performance stage—it’s a great chance for clubs to showcase themselves and attract new members," Linlin explained with a smile. "Will you perform with us then?"

"Huh?" Ye Shuang blinked.

"Last time… we had a bit of an accident during our performance…"

Linlin’s eyes burned with determination. "But you and An Shiyu gave us the courage to try again. So this time, we won’t be afraid!"

"Mr. Ye, please fight alongside us once more!"

Ye Shuang looked at the earnest girls and chuckled helplessly. "You guys are impossible…"

Night fell, marking the end of another day at Yinshan.

At the school parking lot’s exit, a sleek sports car—like a shadow in the darkness—rolled out with its headlights flashing.

"Vroom, vroom!" The car roared to life.

Under the stunned gazes of several drivers, the vehicle took a sharp turn and vanished into the sunset.

It soon arrived at the hospital parking lot. The door opened, and An Shiyu stepped out, phone in hand.

She had come here early today with a specific goal in mind.

After entering the inpatient ward via fingerprint scan, a few private nurses greeted her.

"Miss An."

"Mm."

An Shiyu walked to the very last room, scanned her fingerprint again, and entered.

"Beep… beep… beep…"

The heart monitor’s weak, fluctuating line seemed even fainter than before. Standing by the bed, An Shiyu tapped her phone.

"Alright, let’s see if this works."

She pressed play on a recording, and Ye Shuang’s voice echoed through the room:

"You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met…"

"Baby, I got an IV today. Know what was in it? Missing-you-fluids…"

"Baby, I went farming today. Know what I planted? My undying love for you…"

Ye Shuang’s voice looped cringily from the phone, and An Shiyu noticed the heartbeat on the monitor reacting—becoming erratic.

Heh.

"It’s working, it’s working." She rubbed her arms, covered in goosebumps, and kept the recording going.

Finally, she played the last clip, where Ye Shuang’s voice suddenly rose dramatically:

"Revive—my loooove!"

The heart monitor flatlined.

"?!" An Shiyu froze.

In an instant, alarms blared throughout the floor, and doctors and nurses came rushing in!

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