After Zhang Yang put on his pants and left, Su Yu's expression turned grim.
Zhou Mengting's actions were clearly an attempt to bully Zhang Yang, treating him like a pushover. Zhang Yang might be able to swallow this insult, but Su Yu couldn't!
"Open system panel."
[Ding, the Face-Slapping System panel has been activated for the host.]
Host: Su Yu
Age: 18 years old
Physique: 50 (Normal: 50)
Reputation: 8.8 million
[Reputation has reached 8 million, Synthesis function unlocked.]
Skills: Virtuoso Piano, Novice Composition, Novice Lyricism.
System Warehouse: Song components "Late Marriage," "Love That Never Disconnects."
Unfinished Tasks:
[Task Content: Write a song for Lin Yanyu to win the competition.]
[Task Reward: Obtain one golden web novel manuscript.]
"What is the synthesis function?" Su Yu was momentarily stunned.
He didn't know when a synthesis function had appeared next to his reputation.
[This system is very user-friendly. Prizes the host doesn't need can be synthesized into higher-grade prizes.]
[Synthesis Rules: Ten white synthesize into one blue, ten blue synthesize into purple, and so on.]
User-friendly?
It truly was user-friendly.
Given Su Yu's current standing, those low-grade prizes were of little use. Giving them out would be self-defeating, but keeping them would be a waste. Being able to synthesize them into higher-grade items was a good option.
However, needing ten of them to exchange was too many...
"I don't lack reputation now. Shall I try a ten-pull first?"
Before, his reputation had been tight due to not releasing songs. But now, being able to draw eight guaranteed pulls made Su Yu feel much more relaxed, at least gaining confidence.
However, the only downside of gacha is its uncontrollability. No matter how good the drawn item is, it might not be what the host wants.
"System, give me a ten-pull first!"
Regardless of whether it's what I want, let's draw it first.
[Ding, commencing draw.]
As soon as the system's voice sounded, the light orbs in the prize pool began to move, slowly rotating. Then, they erupted violently.
[Thanks for participating.]
[Thanks for participating.]
[Thanks for participating.]
...
Su Yu's heart remained unfazed.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for drawing a blue quality prize, Intermediate Word-Grinding Speed.]
[Ding, congratulations to the host for drawing a purple quality prize, Song Component "Guest."]
[Ding, congratulations to the host for drawing a golden quality prize in the ten-pull, Song Component "A Thousand Miles of Light."]
???
And it's ancient style again?
Another song that would be written into textbooks? This was clearly setting him up to dominate the ancient style genre and achieve god-like status within it!
[The system will automatically increase the probability of this category for the host based on current popular trends.]
"So that's how it is. If square dancing becomes popular, I'll likely draw square dance divine songs?"
[Theoretically, yes, but it also depends on the host's luck.]
He was starting to understand the drawing rules. Golden songs weren't necessarily all high-quality songs like "Blue and White Porcelain." It also related to current market trends. For example, if the trend was ancient style, it was highly likely to draw ancient style songs of the highest caliber. If the market trend shifted to folk, then the probability of drawing folk songs would increase.
So, if it became square dancing... that would be interesting.
Suddenly, Su Yu felt a sense of anticipation.
However, that song "Guest"... a strange glint flashed in Su Yu's eyes.
"System, are you stirring up trouble?"
This song... it's perfect! Absolutely perfect!
[Ding, please respect me, host. The prize pool is entirely random, and I have professional integrity.]
"Do you think I'd believe that?" Su Yu pouted.
If it were random, this would be too much of a coincidence.
The song "Guest" has very immersive lyrics. The entire song describes an experience the protagonist goes through after a breakup. The ex-girlfriend gets married, and the protagonist is invited to the wedding. The protagonist witnesses the woman he loved marrying someone else, which is exactly like Zhang Yang.
With this thought, Su Yu devised a plan. He could use this to give Zhang Yang a free debut. However, Zhang Yang would have to agree to it himself.
...
At ten o'clock at night, Zhang Yang finally returned.
"How did it go? Did she forgive you?" Su Yu lifted his head from the bed.
"No... I waited downstairs from her dormitory for several hours, but she didn't even acknowledge me..." Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head. At the time, he had acted on impulse and said those words to Jiang Xiao'e. After returning and thinking it through, he began to regret it. Although Jiang Xiao'e was causing trouble, she genuinely wanted to help him, even risking her reputation to do so. The way he treated her then was indeed improper...
"Then we'll talk about it another day." Su Yu rolled off the bed. He then went to Zhou Tao's computer.
Room 408 only had Zhou Tao's computer. It wasn't that the others couldn't afford one, but they simply didn't need it.
"Come listen to this song." Su Yu beckoned to Zhang Yang. The latter walked over curiously.
...
The computer was quite slow. It took five minutes to boot up, finally displaying the desktop.
"Congratulations, your computer has defeated 1% of opponents nationwide."
This window slowly rose like a slideshow.
"Damn it, where did Zhou Tao scavenge this computer from!" Zhang Yang cursed and kicked the host. The cooling fan let out a sharp roar. Miraculously, the computer then ran a bit smoother. Su Yu gave Zhang Yang a thumbs-up and plugged in the USB drive. After waiting about five seconds, there was finally a response. He opened "My Computer." Before the USB drive had even refreshed, Su Yu habitually double-clicked the hard drive.
Admittedly, although Zhou Tao's computer was sluggish, its hard drive was quite clean. The software, entertainment files, and data were all neatly organized.
"Study materials?" Su Yu was a little surprised. He didn't expect Zhou Tao to be so studious as to save study materials. He clicked out of curiosity.
Inside, there were many folders. Each folder was labeled with text.
"Teacher Mikami," "Teacher Yoshizawa," "Teacher Fukada," "Teacher Hashimoto"...
So many teachers? Why were their names so strange?
He opened a folder.
"I never realized this guy Zhou Tao studied so hard," Zhang Yang praised Zhou Tao for the first time. He snatched the mouse from Su Yu, wanting to see what kind of study materials Zhou Tao had. After a long wait, an image finally appeared.
"Holy crap!"
"Holy crap!"
Both of them exclaimed in unison.
...
At the same time.
Zhao De and Zhou Tao, holding a wad of cash happily, walked towards the dormitory.
"Zhou Tao, how much did we earn today?" Zhao De looked at the money in Zhou Tao's hand.
"About three hundred yuan. It was a pretty good day, but that Aunt Wu has sticky fingers; she kept brushing against me while dancing," Zhou Tao said, counting the money with a smile. This money was all in small denominations, collected as tips from performing at the disco.
"It's fine. I heard she owns ten apartments. If she's interested in you, you'll hit the jackpot."
"Hmph, Zhou Tao is different from you. I'm a married man."
"Cut the crap, I know you better than that! You have a wife?"
Zhao De gave him a middle finger. They were together day and night, and Zhao De knew better than anyone whether Zhou Tao had a girlfriend.
"Believe it or not." Zhou Tao rolled his eyes and opened the dormitory door. He saw two figures with their backs to him, sitting in front of his computer, which was playing an intense solo match.
"Su Yu, Zhang Yang!"
"Stop looking at my wife!"