Chapter 60 Your grandmother is quite avant-garde

When Wu Di returned to the dorm, Chen Fan finally understood what had happened.

It turned out that during tonight's gathering, Ma Xiaoshuai and Luo Wenjie had both taken a fancy to a girl from the other dorm at the same time.

The two of them had been secretly competing, determined to outdo each other.

Chen Fan couldn't help feeling a bit curious.

"Is the girl they both like really that pretty?"

Wu Di smiled.

"How should I put it."

"There are some girls who aren't necessarily the most conventionally beautiful, but they possess a certain special temperament that makes men feel a strong urge to protect them the moment they lay eyes on them..."

Wu Di didn't answer Chen Fan's question directly, but Chen Fan got the point.

"Now that you mention it, I'm actually getting a bit interested in this young lady."

Wu Di chuckled. "Trust me, the overall caliber of the girls in this mixer dorm is insanely high. It seems senior sister Xu Qiuci really put her heart into setting this up for us."

Just then, Ma Xiaoshuai walked back in. Chen Fan walked over and asked with a smile.

"Are you playing for keeps this time?"

Ma Xiaoshuai nodded, "It was love at first sight! I'm going to marry her and no one else for the rest of my life!"

"Don't speak too soon," Chen Fan teased.

Ma Xiaoshuai shook his head with a deadpan expression, indicating he was not joking.

His gaze shifted to Luo Wenjie, who was lying on his bed.

"Fair competition, may the best man win..."

Luo Wenjie made an OK sign with his hand while listening to music.

After the lights went out, the dorm phone rang.

Ma Xiaoshuai, whose bed was closest to the door, got up to answer it.

"Hello... Ah? It's me, it's me..."

"Really? That's great... I'll be sure to tell the others."

"Alright, get some rest early. Good night."

After hanging up, Ma Xiaoshuai excitedly made an announcement.

"The girls from the mixer dorm just called. They said their impression of our dorm is actually quite good."

"Before meeting us, they had already met two other guys' dorms, and they weren't satisfied with either."

"Our dorm is the first one they've all unanimously approved of."

Ma Xiaoshuai was quite thrilled.

"Oh right, they mentioned on the phone just now that they're inviting our dorm for a second mixer event next week. This time, the girls are treating us back."

"Yay!"

In the dark, Han Xu let out a cheerful shout.

"Everyone, it seems our dorm is quite popular."

"Hehe, let's keep up the good work and strive to win over our targets as soon as possible."

At this moment, Wu Di poked his head out from the lower bunk.

"Number Four, you're going to the gathering next week, right? It's best if our whole dorm turns out."

Puzzled by this group, Chen Fan was now very interested in this so-called girls' mixer dorm.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded, "Alright."

***

University life was beginning to settle into a calm routine.

Every day consisted of a routine revolving around the dorm, the classroom, and the cafeteria.

Chen Fan originally had no interest in university courses at all.

According to his initial plan, apart from English class, he would skip any other class he could. After all, Chen Fan had no intention of pursuing a master's or doctor's degree...

He just hadn't expected that after the professional class division two days ago, his class and Su Ruochu's class suddenly had three classes overlapping, all held in a large lecture hall.

This meant Chen Fan could no longer skip classes.

Not only could he not skip them, but he also had to accompany Su Ruochu and listen attentively.

"What have you been busy with lately? Why do I always feel like you're super busy?"

After class, Su Ruochu accompanied Chen Fan out of the teaching building.

Compared to their high school days, Su Ruochu's personality had noticeably changed.

At the very least, she could now naturally hook her arm through Chen Fan's without feeling shy.

Chen Fan smiled and replied, "Busy with nothing much. Just figuring out how to make money to support my wife."

Su Ruochu pouted.

"Daydreaming in broad daylight."

Chen Fan chuckled, "A dream is still necessary. What if it actually comes true?"

After having lunch with Su Ruochu in the cafeteria, Chen Fan walked her back to her dorm and then left the campus alone to hail a cab for the city center.

Today was the day Chen Fan planned to sell his songs.

In this matter, Chen Fan had zero connections, so he had to try his luck one studio at a time.

Yunhai was different from Luocheng. As a first-tier city, even in the 2000s, Yunhai's various entertainment industries were still quite developed.

After strolling around the city center for a while, Chen Fan quickly found a professional recording studio.

He walked inside and took the initiative to tell the boss that he intended to release a song.

After listening to Chen Fan's acapella performance, the boss evaluated it: "The lyrics are mediocre, the melody is simple... No potential to go viral. For a newcomer, it's barely acceptable."

After a barrage of belittling, the boss finally raised his palm at Chen Fan.

"Five hundred bucks, I'll take this song."

Chen Fan stood up, picked up his documents, and walked out.

Good grief.

Five hundred bucks right off the bat.

The guy really took him for a naive college student who had seen nothing of the world.

The second stop was the largest music company in Yunhai City.

As a result, Chen Fan didn't even get to see the boss, nor did he even catch sight of an account manager. He was waved away by the security guard before he even got close to the company entrance.

"I'm here to sell a song."

Hearing this, the security guard laughed.

"Brother, spare me that routine."

"It doesn't work here, you know?"

There were easily fifty to a hundred young people coming here to act crazy every day.

They all claimed to have written a great song, yet none of them ever became famous.

The security guard waved his hand in disgust.

"Get out of here quickly. This isn't a place for someone like you."

Chen Fan didn't linger; he turned around and left.

He couldn't be bothered to cooperate with a company that judged people by their status.

After wandering around the city center for a while, finally, around two o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Fan found a third company.

To be exact, it was a small music studio.

The shop wasn't large, and it was cluttered with all sorts of musical instruments.

A young man with long, unkempt hair and an artistic vibe was sitting inside, tinkering with a guitar with his head lowered.

"Looking to sign up for instrument lessons?"

Seeing Chen Fan enter the shop, the long-haired youth greeted him casually.

"Take a look at whatever instrument you like, we teach all of them here. Prices are fair and reasonable..."

Chen Fan smiled: "I'm not here to learn an instrument."

"I wanted to ask, can you guys help with recording and producing a song here?"

The long-haired youth stopped strumming the strings for the first time, raised his head, and looked over.

"Whose song?"

"Mine."

"You wrote it yourself?"

"Yes."

"Got sheet music?"

"No. Don't know how to read that stuff." Chen Fan shook his head.

Hearing Chen Fan say this, the long-haired youth didn't show any sign of mockery.

Instead, he stood up, rummaged through the clutter to find a recorder, and then changed his posture, plucking the guitar strings a few times.

"Sing."

Chen Fan cleared his throat and began to sing "Missing You" a cappella.

Singing it in one breath, the long-haired youth looked at Chen Fan with a cheerful smile.

"Buddy, is this song really yours?"

"You don't even know sheet music, yet you can write a song this good?"

Chen Fan glanced at him.

"Actually, I didn't write this."

A look of "I knew it" flashed across the long-haired youth's eyes.

However, the next second, he heard Chen Fan sigh.

"Actually, my grandma taught me this song."

"I miss the old lady."

Long-haired youth: "..."

He stared blankly at Chen Fan, holding back for a long time before finally speaking.

"Your... grandma is quite avant-garde."