Back in the dormitory, it was already noon.
Zhang Yang and the others hadn't returned yet.
Su Yu had lunch at the cafeteria and lay down on his bed.
"Later" had been sent to the client, and according to Zhao Yuan, the results would be out tomorrow.
He opened his phone and found an unread message.
Yan Yu Jiang Nan: "Doggy, I'm busy today and can't chat with you. 😜"
Su Yu was used to it. He knew that Little Fairy was also from Shuangqing City but had never asked her what she did, and she had never mentioned it.
In his memory, Little Fairy would sometimes be very busy, and she would always let him know when she was.
"Rest after you're done, don't overwork yourself." Su Yu sent Little Fairy a message and put down his phone.
The work issue was settled. As long as the song "Later" was selected by the client, he would earn a good sum of money.
When he left, A Ru had told him that the project fee was 800,000. After splitting it 50/50 with the company and deducting taxes, he should receive over 300,000.
This was just the initial income. The copyright atmosphere in Blue Star was very good. If listeners truly liked a song, most would be willing to pay to support it.
This meant that if the song became a big hit and was downloaded on music platforms, it could bring him continuous income.
"When I get the money, I'll find time to meet Little Fairy. We've been in a virtual relationship for so long, it's time to meet."
Thinking of this, he felt a little anticipation.
In his previous life, he was obsessed with singing and had no interest in relationships. Speaking of which, this Little Fairy was considered Su Yu's first love.
...
After a day of rest on the second day of school, starting from the third day, the freshmen had to undergo a month of military training.
Zhang Yang was not from the Composition Department, but from the Vocal Department. However, because Su Yu was in poor health, the school had assigned them to the same dormitory so Zhang Yang could take care of him.
Why?
Of course, because Su Yu was the top scholar in liberal arts in Shuangqing City.
With such grades, he could have gone to "Jingdu University," the best university in China, but he chose Shuangqing Academy of Arts. Naturally, the school leadership treated him like a treasure.
The school originally wanted to welcome him with banners, but Su Yu did not want to be high-profile, so the school did not make a big fuss.
Besides the school leaders, only Zhang Yang knew about this.
The sun was scorching.
They had been standing at attention for ten minutes.
Su Yu was drenched in sweat.
He felt like he was about to faint.
"How is it? Can you still hold on?" Zhang Yang, who was beside him, noticed his discomfort.
"I can't, my blood sugar is too low..." This body was still too weak to support him standing for so long.
"Drill Instructor!" Zhang Yang shouted.
This shout also attracted the attention of everyone in the formation.
"Speak!" the drill instructor commanded, approaching them.
"My friend is not feeling well and needs to be excused," Zhang Yang said with a grin to the drill instructor.
The drill instructor scrutinized Su Yu expressionlessly.
Meanwhile, the others cast looks of schadenfreude.
"Are these two idiots? Drill Instructor Wu is notoriously strict, and they want to be excused after only ten minutes?"
"This is going to be good. Drill Instructor Wu is nicknamed the Black-faced King of Hell, and he hates slackers the most."
"Haha... I bet they'll be punished with fifty push-ups."
"I bet one hundred!"
Whispers could be heard.
"Quiet!" Drill Instructor Wu's expression turned cold, and he shouted.
Everyone quickly straightened up and shut their mouths.
"What's your name?" Drill Instructor Wu turned to Su Yu and asked.
"Su Yu." Wiping the sweat from his face, Su Yu raised his hand to his forehead, blocking the sun.
Being so weak, how could he possibly date Little Fairy in the future?
It seemed that besides making money, he also needed to improve his physique as soon as possible.
Otherwise, this body wouldn't be able to handle strenuous exercise.
Fortunately, making money and improving his physique were not contradictory; he only needed to gain prestige.
"Alright, you can go and rest. If you find it difficult later, you don't have to come, but it's better to exercise more if you have time. Academic achievements are important, but so is your health." After hearing Su Yu's name, Drill Instructor Wu's tone softened.
"Thank you, Drill Instructor!" Su Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief and saluted him.
"Drill Instructor, I..." Zhang Yang, who was beside him, quickly stepped forward.
"You go with him and take care of him," Drill Instructor Wu interrupted Zhang Yang.
Hearing this, Zhang Yang's face lit up, and he quickly helped Su Yu walk towards the shade of the trees.
"Ah, this..."
"How is that possible??"
"Why is Drill Instructor Wu being so lenient?"
The others in the formation were completely taken aback by this outcome, their jaws almost hitting the ground.
This wasn't the King of Hell at all, it was a living Bodhisattva!
Everyone looked enviously at the retreating figures of Su Yu and Zhang Yang.
"Anyone else speaks, two hundred push-ups!" Drill Instructor Wu roared.
The scene instantly fell silent.
As expected, he was still the King of Hell...
"Drill Instructor!" The student who had bet on one hundred push-ups earlier called out.
"Speak!"
"Heh heh, I'm not feeling well either, I want to be excused!" He mimicked Zhang Yang's expression and grinned at the drill instructor.
"Very good, who else wants to be excused?" Drill Instructor Wu asked expressionlessly.
"Me, I'm not feeling well either..."
"Me too..."
"And me..."
More than a dozen students raised their hands.
"Two hundred push-ups each," Drill Instructor Wu said with a cold smile.
The faces of those dozen students changed.
Two hundred push-ups. If they did them, they would probably be exhausted.
"I protest, why can he be excused and we can't?"
"Yeah, why can't we be excused!"
The bolder ones protested, and others quickly followed suit.
"Do you think I'm stupid? Can't I tell if it's real or fake?"
Drill Instructor Wu crossed his arms and sneered.
The crowd was immediately rendered speechless.
Su Yu, sweating profusely, indeed looked like he couldn't hold on.
"Even if he's really not feeling well, why does he need someone to take care of him?"
The one who spoke first said indignantly, unwilling to give up.
"On what grounds?"
"On the grounds that he scored 732 in the college entrance examination, can you? If you scored that much too, let alone have someone take care of you, I'd personally take care of you myself!"
Drill Instructor Wu was so amused by him that he directly revealed Su Yu's college entrance examination score.
"Heh heh... only 732..." The person, before finishing his sentence, suddenly froze. He seemed to have realized something, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "732 points? He's that mysterious top scholar of the college entrance examination???"
"What, that kid is the top scholar of the college entrance examination!"
"So he's the top scholar of the college entrance examination!"
This sudden news stunned the crowd.
They had heard that the top scholar of the college entrance examination had given up Jingdu University to choose Qingda.
They didn't expect that the legendary mysterious top scholar would be in the Composition Department.
"So this little brother is the top scholar of the college entrance examination!"
"So the top scholar of the college entrance examination looks so handsome!"
"Our Composition Department finally has a handsome little brother."
"Sisters, don't fight over him, let's compete fairly!"
The female students in the formation were already interested in Su Yu, and now hearing that he was the mysterious top scholar of the college entrance examination, they were even more excited.
It was rare for the Composition Department to have a handsome guy, and he was also a top student. How could they not be excited?
The gazes of the girls in the formation were as if they wanted to devour Su Yu.
Meanwhile, Su Yu, being supported by Zhang Yang, heard his classmates' discussions and felt the intense gazes from behind. He shook his head with a wry smile, "This drill instructor is really something, bringing up academic achievements for no reason. I just want to be low-key..."
Zhang Yang, who was beside him, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "Damn it, he's showing off again!"