4: Same school?

Yu Heng clicked on Night Lingyuan's chat box again.

Yu Heng: Are you from Tangcheng University of Technology?

Night Lingyuan: How did you know?

Yu Heng: It's written in your profile.

Night Lingyuan: Oh oh, I forgot!

Yu Heng: Then we're at the same school. Are you a freshman too?

Night Lingyuan: Same school? Ah? What a coincidence!

Yu Heng: I'm majoring in Network and New Media.

Night Lingyuan: I'm a Manga major. We're even in the same department!

Yu Heng's fingers flew across the screen. This was getting interesting.

Same school, same department... if he could sign this girl, she might really become his guild's first star talent.

Yu Heng: Such a coincidence? Then as a Manga major, making a Virtual Streamer skin must be easy for you, right? Did you draw it yourself?

Night Lingyuan: No, I commissioned someone else. It cost me two months' worth of living expenses o(╥﹏╥)o

Yu Heng looked at that crying emoji and sneered inwardly.

Streaming with such a provocative skin, yet chatting so innocently?

And she could get a skin like that with just two months of living expenses?

She's a little rich girl!

Yu Heng: You're quite willing to invest. But the quality of your skin is indeed good, and the stream performance is decent too.

Night Lingyuan: Hehe, I just really like this style~

Yu Heng curled his lip. Could it be that you're just as provocative in person?

Yu Heng: How have you felt about streaming these past few days? Have you considered doing it long-term?

Night Lingyuan: It's quite fun! Just a bit tiring. I have to prepare content every day and deal with some strange private messages... Yu Heng raised an eyebrow. Strange private messages?

With a skin like that, it would be a miracle if she didn't receive harassment messages.

Yu Heng: That's just how it is being a Streamer. If you want to develop seriously, it's best to find a team or a guild.

Night Lingyuan: A guild? I don't know much about that... I'm just streaming casually for now.

Yu Heng cursed inwardly at the waste of talent. Streaming casually with such potential?

Yu Heng: I happen to be researching this field. If you're interested, we could talk about a partnership.

Night Lingyuan: Partnership? What do you mean?

Yu Heng looked at the screen and patiently explained.

Yu Heng: It means I can provide you with resources, like better skins and operational support. In short, I help you increase your income, and I take a cut of the profits.

Night Lingyuan: Ah... I see. But I'm still a student, I might not have that much time.

Yu Heng couldn't help but roll his eyes. These kinds of Streamers were the hardest to deal with—great potential but no desire to make money.

The biggest headache was that she wasn't particularly short on cash.

With a monthly allowance of several thousand, asking her to stream for a few hours a day to earn twenty or thirty thousand a month might not even interest her.

But if he claimed she could earn hundreds of thousands a month, Yu Heng wasn't sure he could deliver.

After all, in the streaming industry, small gains depend on hard work, but big gains depend on luck.

Yu Heng: Time can be managed. Your potential is good; it would be a pity to waste it.

Night Lingyuan: Let me think about it~

Yu Heng: Sure, take your time. Since we're at the same school, it'll be convenient if we do collaborate. By the way, which class are you in? I'm in Network and New Media Class 1. You?

Night Lingyuan: Manga Class 2! Then we might have even seen each other in the cafeteria~

Yu Heng: Why leave it to chance? Let's grab a meal together sometime.

Because of that skin, he was quite interested in her real self. He wanted to see if there was a chance to turn her into his Contracted Beast.

Yu Heng stared at the screen. After a few seconds, Night Lingyuan's message popped up.

Night Lingyuan: A meal? Eh! That might not be a good idea, we just met.

Yu Heng: What's wrong with a meal? It's not like we're going to a hotel room, haha!

Night Lingyuan: Dame! No being lewd!

Yu Heng: Just kidding, just kidding. Mostly because it's such a coincidence, I want to get to know you. Plus, regarding the partnership, it's easier to talk in person than online.

Night Lingyuan: Okay then, but it'll have to be after military training. These past few days have been exhausting.

The corner of Yu Heng's mouth curled up. There was a chance.

He casually opened her QQ Space, wanting to flip through some photos, but the album was locked; he couldn't see anything.

Virtual Streamers already existed at this time...

Yu Heng: Alright, it's a deal then. Which day are you free?

Night Lingyuan: Saturday evening, I guess.

Yu Heng: Okay, Saturday at 6 PM then. Let's meet at the first floor of the Second Cafeteria. It's less crowded and quieter there.

Night Lingyuan: Okay.

Yu Heng put down his phone, wondering what this girl actually looked like.

And the skin setting was a dog?

He wanted to see if it was true. If it was, then she could be considered a fellow enthusiast in the circle.

Yu Heng glanced at his phone. It was almost two o'clock, and the lunch break was about to end.

He stuffed his phone back into his pocket. He'd have to continue baking under the sun in the afternoon. The day after tomorrow was the military training report performance, so now they were just practicing formations all day, walking in circles around the track.

“This is so boring!” Hao Junran hung his head beside him. “When other schools do military training, they have guns, cannons, and tactical movements. We, on the other hand, are just doing pure goose-stepping.”

Yu Heng chuckled. “Isn't there also double-time running?”

“That's just strolling too!” Hao Junran rolled his eyes. “The only difference is one is faster and one is slower!”

“Alright, stop nagging,” Yu Heng shook his head. “There are only a few schools like that in the whole country. Aren't most like this? Just get through the practice and finish the performance.”

The two followed the group and walked a few more laps around the track before the instructor finally blew the whistle for a break.

Everyone collapsed in a heap. The instructor shouted at the top of his lungs, “Perk up, everyone! Come on, who wants to come up and perform something? Let's have some entertainment!”

By now, everyone had lost that initial spark of novelty. After more than half a month, those who could sing or dance had already shown off, and those without talent had already been dragged up for several rounds of awkward performances.

Only a few who particularly loved the spotlight went up to howl a couple more songs.

Yu Heng was looking down, picking at his fingernails, when Hao Junran suddenly grabbed his arm and whispered sneakily, “Hey, hey! Look across! Over at the Dance Department! That girl dancing, she's really not bad!”

Yu Heng squinted and looked across. Although it was a bit far, that figure was too familiar.

A slender waist, long legs, movements that were fluid yet carried an indescribable hint of arrogance.

Fuck, isn't that He Mengyao?!

That's right, that's how he met her in his previous life.

He saw her dancing during a military training break and set his sights on her instantly.

Later, he specifically found out she was from the Dance Department and asked for her WeChat.

Initially, he didn't do much, just occasional small talk. It wasn't until after the New Year that he really set his mind on her and then moved quickly.

She was indeed beautiful and danced well, but after marriage, those trivial matters and daily grinds had long since worn away that initial heartbeat until, in the end, they practically loathed the sight of each other.

Why bother chasing her in this life? He didn't want to repeat the same mistake and torture each other again.

With that free time, he might as well think more about Ning Yutong or Shen Yueling, or... the two of them together?

Anyway, having been reborn once, having one isn't a loss, and having two is pure profit!

“How is it? Pretty, right?” Hao Junran was still winking and nudging.

“It's okay.” Yu Heng withdrew his gaze. “She dances quite skillfully.”

“That's your reaction?” Hao Junran looked incredulous. “Is your taste that high now?”

“Tired, don't feel like looking.” Yu Heng closed his eyes.

“I really think this one is good. If you're not interested, can I make a move?” Hao Junran said.

“Hmm?” Hearing him say this, Yu Heng felt a bit uncomfortable. Although at this point in time He Mengyao had no relationship with him at all.

But in his psychological perception, she was his wife—no, she was his ex-wife now.