Chapter 96 I'm Just Happy

The group stood at the side of the square, shielded by several ornamental trees.

It was nothing like the main road, which was packed with people.

Zhang Wanyue walked up to Chen Yu and stretched.

Her white T-shirt pulled up a bit, revealing the hot pants beneath the hem.

Those long legs were displayed brightly in the sunlight.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at Chen Yu, and whispered, "What do you think of this Talent?"

Chen Yu turned his face away without speaking, but the corner of his mouth twitched upward.

Zhang Wanyue understood.

She didn't speak either, only nodding gently.

Nearby, Zuo Shi was explaining the usage restrictions of her Talent to Wang Mengmeng... Wang Mengmeng listened with a mix of belief and doubt.

"Enough."

"Keep leading the way. How do we get to the Villa Area?"

Chen Yu's mind was now entirely focused on killing.

Zuo Shi pointed to the other side of the square: "Cross the square and we'll reach Area A. We'll go through the residential district."

As she spoke...

Everyone stepped out from the shade at the side of the square and merged into the flow of people on the main road.

"Make way! Coming through, make way!"

"Medical gauze! Iodophor! Antibiotics!"

"Canned goods from Road No. 3! Get them while they last!"

"Hot grilled fish, freshly caught from the seaside!"

The sounds of hawking, bargaining, and arguing blended together, buzzing into their ears.

There was also an organization from the Polytechnic University,

"University of Science and Technology Temporary Federation! All UST students, look over here!"

"There are nearly eight thousand of us from UST, let's band together!"

Not far ahead, a massive crowd was gathered, a dense sea of people.

Most were guys, but there were some girls squeezed in as well.

Under normal circumstances,

such terrifying crowds would make it hard to move an inch.

It was like going to a viral social media spot before the apocalypse.

But fortunately... the entire square was incredibly vast.

The crowd was scattered sparsely, far from being congested.

Liu Xiaoqian sighed softly, "My god, there are so many people from UST..."

Liu Ming added, "Yeah, our Film Academy only has a bit over four thousand. They have almost double our numbers."

Zhang Yufeng curled his lip, "Survival isn't a numbers game. Those who should be eliminated at the next station will still be eliminated."

The girls followed closely behind Chen Yu.

After passing through the UST gathering area, the shouting gradually faded behind them.

Just then,

*Zzzzt—*

The static from a loudspeaker pierced their eardrums from another direction, drowning out the noise of the square.

"Thank you, students of the Film Academy!"

"Thank you for your trust today! And thanks to the volunteer team for their hard work!"

Wang Mengmeng stood on her tiptoes, craning her neck to look over there: "Hey, over there... it seems to be our academy!"

Liu Xiaoqian also got excited: "Let's go, let's go check it out!"

Several people instinctively started walking that way.

After just two steps, Zhang Wanyue suddenly turned back.

"Chen Yu, want to go see?"

"We can take a look."

Chen Yu didn't stop them and followed the girls toward that direction.

Everyone looked toward the sound.

At one side of the square,

a platform had been set up at some point.

It was much more decent than the UST one, at least covered with red cloth, and three people were standing on it.

One was a young man holding a plastic loudspeaker.

Behind him were two middle-aged men; one was chubby, and the other was bald.

Beside the three of them were at least twenty people, each holding a stack of hand-drawn flyers.

"Who are these people? Do they represent our Film Academy?"

"You don't recognize them?"

"That's the group started by President Zhang and the others, plus teachers from the Dean's Office..."

"I heard we need to hand over our supplies?"

"It's only temporary. The teachers are standing right there; would they really scam you?"

Discussions drifted in from all directions.

The young man with the loudspeaker continued:

"The supplies are still yours, and your life is still yours."

"The Academy organization is just here to give you an extra pair of eyes and an extra hand."

"We're all one family here. If you want to band together, come register. If you have questions, ask anytime. Director Wang and Professor Zhou are both here, let's talk it out!"

"Come on, come on, sign up! You guys, go, hand out the flyers..."

This part seemed to be the end of the speech.

The speaker jumped down from the wooden crate.

Several young people immediately surrounded him; someone handed him water, another a towel.

The speaker took them with a smile, patted the shoulder of the boy who gave him water, and said something, making the boy's face light up with an overwhelmed expression.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and half the people went to sign up.

"Who is that? Why don't I recognize him?"

Wang Mengmeng looked over curiously.

Liu Ming said in a low voice, "The second-in-command of the Debate Society, Zhao Shu."

"Huh?"

"Yeah, President Zhang's deputy. I heard he's incredibly eloquent; I've seen it for myself today."

Just then,

Zhao Shu pushed through the people surrounding him and walked a few steps this way.

His gaze pierced through the crowd.

"Chen Yu?"

He chuckled, "It really is you! I thought I was seeing things!"

Zhang Wanyue glanced sideways at Chen Yu.

Shen Qingci also looked up.

The surrounding people instinctively cleared a small space.

Zhao Shu didn't walk over.

He stood seven or eight meters away with a smile on his face, as if waiting... for Chen Yu to take the initiative and walk over.

But unfortunately, Chen Yu just stood where he was.

"Long time no see!"

Zhao Shu waved from a distance, "You didn't even come to the last society dinner. I thought you'd quit!"

"He's Chen Yu?"

The bald Director Wang was walking down from the platform.

Zhao Shu nodded.

Director Wang narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Chen Yu again.

In a voice only the two of them could hear, he said, "I heard this kid has quite a lot of supplies."

Zhao Shu didn't respond, only lifting his eyes to glance toward Chen Yu.

Professor Zhou also walked over. The gazes of the three men met for a moment in the air.

Then they each looked away.

Nothing was said.

But everything was understood.

Enthusiasm returned to Zhao Shu's face.

He didn't wait for Chen Yu to approach anymore, as it seemed unlikely.

So he simply started walking over.

"Chen Yu, President Zhang and I both missed you."

He spoke as he walked,

"We both agree you're a Talent in our society. At the last dinner, President Zhang was even mentioning you, asking where Chen Yu had disappeared to..."

He chuckled, but then his footsteps faltered.

Because he noticed... Chen Yu's expression wasn't quite right.

From a distance earlier,

he could only see the corners of Chen Yu's mouth curved up.

Now that he was closer, he could see clearly.

Why the hell did this smile look a bit perverted?

His heart tightened, a sense of unease creeping in.

"Chen Yu? You..."

Zhao Shu instinctively took half a step back,

then forced himself to stop.

Wait, what was he afraid of?

This was the square,

the Eye of Peace was hanging high; no one could make a move!

And he hadn't even provoked the guy!

"Chen Yu? Are you okay?"

Zhang Wanyue also frowned. Looking at Chen Yu beside her, he seemed a bit like a stranger... Chen Yu's shoulders were shaking, as if his whole body was suppressing something.

He couldn't hold it back; he was about to lose control.

But she knew very well that Chen Yu couldn't be afraid, nor could he be nervous.

Chen Yu didn't look at her, only at Zhao Shu, his voice tinged with excitement: "I'm... fine... I'm just..."

"Very."

"Hap."

"py."

*BOOM!!!!*

The ground exploded!!!

Not metaphorically, but in the literal sense—the floor tiles shattered and flew into the air!!!

Everyone only saw a blur!!!

He practically flew out sideways!!!

Along with a massive Boning Knife, glinting with a cold, sharp light!!!

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I didn't want to leave you on a cliffhanger, but the ridiculous thing is, working until 9 PM was one thing, but then there was a meeting... By the time you see this update, I'm probably still up late coding/writing, I'm really crying inside... But it's okay, the holiday is coming soon. Thank you for reading this far, can I ask for a small gift for comfort? (◞‸◟ )