201: Chapter 201 A Gentle Breeze on a Sunny Day

Wang Hao was scratching his head in anxiety, his chopsticks aimlessly stirring the rice noodles for a long time, yet not a single bite made it into his mouth.

"How can I not be anxious? Popularity is a fleeting thing. If the class next door follows the trend tomorrow and starts a Slacking Club or a Dazing Club, our first-mover advantage will be gone!"

Jiang Chen continued to eat the pickled cabbage fish in his bowl slowly and methodically. He carefully finished every slice of fish, cleared the rice noodles, and took a sip of soy milk before finally looking up to give Wang Hao a faint glance.

"The recruitment poster has already maxed out everyone's expectations. If you're in such a rush to pull people in now, have you thought about what the first event will be? Are you just going to have them fill out a form and then dismiss them on the spot?"

Wang Hao opened his mouth but was suddenly speechless. Only then did he realize that he hadn't given that matter any thought at all.

He had been too busy reveling in the pleasure of the club going viral overnight, his mind filled with the grand sight of a hundred-member club bustling with people. However, he hadn't finalized any practical arrangements—how to organize the first event, where the venue would be, or what day it would take place.

"Then what you're saying is..."

"Finalize the first event properly before officially recruiting new members."

Jiang Chen gently placed his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, his tone calm and certain. "The poster has already whetted everyone's appetite. If we can't produce something decent for the first event, no matter how many new members we recruit, we won't be able to keep them."

Wang Hao was silent for a few seconds before suddenly slapping the table, making the bowl and chopsticks rattle slightly.

"That makes sense! Then let's hold our first event by the lake—Lakeside Breeze Lying-Down Day. How about that? I'll go to the Logistics Department right now to apply for the venue, and we'll set the time for tomorrow afternoon."

"I'll revise the poster tonight to include the time and location. I'll have it posted by tomorrow morning sharp. We'll open registration in the morning and start the event in the afternoon. We won't waste a single bit of this popularity!"

Jiang Chen nodded slightly with a calm expression and said no more.

Wang Hao suddenly saw the light. He grabbed his chopsticks again and began wolfing down the rice noodles, praising indistinctly as he chewed, "Chenzi, your head is way too clear. Without you, I definitely would have crashed and burned this time."

That afternoon, Wang Hao went straight into non-stop work mode.

He went to the Logistics Department and spent nearly an hour wheedling and pestering them, finally securing the usage rights for the lakeside lawn.

He then asked a senior from the Design Department to redesign the recruitment poster overnight, adding the eye-catching text: First Event: Lakeside Breeze Lying-Down Day—Tomorrow at 2:00 PM, Lakeside Lawn.

The posters were printed overnight. Before 7:00 AM the next morning, Wang Hao dragged Jiang Chen to the bulletin board and put up the new version of the poster early.

Once the new posters were put up, the effect was immediate.

During the first long break of the morning, related posts on the campus forum were instantly pushed to the front page. The comment section was filled with inquiries about how to register, whether they could bring their own cushions, and if they could just show up in the afternoon.

Wang Hao squatted in the back of the classroom, scrolling through comments and shaking his leg in excitement, completely unaware that the teacher had called on him to answer a question.

At 10:00 AM, he created a temporary online registration questionnaire and posted it on the campus forum. In less than two hours, he had received nearly sixty registration entries.

At 1:30 PM, Wang Hao brought a few boys to the lakeside lawn early to set up the venue.

Four borrowed moisture-proof mats were pieced together to create a spacious rest area, topped with soft pillows brought from the dormitory. Two large sun umbrellas were set up on the side.

Club registration forms were neatly stacked on a folding table, along with several cases of chilled mineral water. The setup was simple yet thoughtful.

Just after 1:00 PM, people started arriving one after another.

There were shy and awkward freshmen with backpacks, casual sophomores and juniors shuffling in slippers, and even two quiet graduate seniors holding professional textbooks. After watching silently from the edge of the lawn for a moment, they also stepped forward to register for the club.

By 2:30 PM, nearly fifty people were lying scattered across the lawn.

Some brought their own yoga mats, some simply spread their sun-protection jackets on the grass and lay down, and others wore headphones with their eyes closed, soaking up the warm sun—looking like they were well-versed in the art of slacking off.

The scene was ridiculously relaxed, yet it exuded a rare sense of peace and harmony.

Dozens of people lay around chatting casually, subconsiously lowering their voices as they spoke.

A gentle breeze blew across the lakeside, and the willow branches on the shore swayed with a rustle, carrying a faint scent of vegetation. It truly created a sense of immersion where one could cast aside all worries and find peace with the world.

Wang Hao stayed behind the folding table, busy with registrations. The stack of registration forms in his hand was visibly thinning. He took a moment to look down and send a message to Jiang Chen: "Where are you? If you don't get here soon, all the registration forms will be gone!"

It was almost 3:00 PM when Jiang Chen arrived.

He had just finished handling the day's Wealth Intelligence-related matters before immediately setting off for the appointment.

He wore a minimalist, plain-colored casual outfit that made his tall and lean figure look elegant. A low-key, high-quality messenger bag hung from his shoulder, and as usual, he held a cup of iced Americano as he walked steadily and calmly along the lakeside path.

He glanced indifferently at the lively scene of everyone lying flat on the lawn, his expression remaining calm and unruffled. Only the corners of his lips curled up ever so slightly, as if he found this absurdly lazy scene to be even more interesting than he had expected.

He had just stood still under a willow tree and hadn't had a chance to speak to Wang Hao when a clear female voice suddenly came from the other end of the path.

"Jiang Chen."

The voice wasn't loud, but it was cold, clear, and highly penetrating. The tone was crisp and concise, without a single redundant note.

Jiang Chen turned at the sound. The moment he saw the person coming, his brow twitched slightly.

Such a subtle ripple of expression was already a very obvious sign of emotion for someone like him, who was usually reserved, indifferent, and didn't show his feelings. He clearly hadn't expected Lin Wan to come over specifically.

The boys and girls nearby on the edge of the lawn looked up simultaneously, their gazes instantly fixing on the newcomer, unable to look away.

Lin Wan walked slowly from the path.

She was born with a cold and ethereal bone structure, her features light and aloof, her eyes clear and indifferent, and her skin cool, white, and delicate. She possessed a natural aura of detached elegance.

Today's outfit was simple and elegant: a well-fitted, off-white draped shirt with sleeves neatly rolled up to her forearms, looking crisp and clean. Below, she wore charcoal-gray high-waisted straight-leg trousers that made her figure appear even more slender and well-proportioned. On her feet were a pair of simple white sneakers, clean and understated.

A low-key, plain-colored canvas bag hung from her shoulder, with a small and exquisite Law School badge pinned to the strap, perfectly reflecting her steady foundation as a top student and law student.

She was never the type to be flamboyantly eye-catching or aggressively stunning; rather, she was the type who was coldly beautiful and naturally graceful.

Her entire being exuded a calm and steady aura honed from years of spending time in libraries, study rooms, and law firm conference rooms—a presence that was both gentle and detached.

Standing there quietly, she naturally set herself apart from the noisy crowd around her, making it impossible not to notice her, yet making one hesitate to approach her lightly.

In one hand she carried a bottle of mineral water, and in the other, she held a transparent food bag containing a box of neatly sliced fresh fruit and a package of simply yet elegantly wrapped handmade cookies. It was clear they had been specially prepared.

The crowd that had been lying around chatting casually all instinctively sat up one by one.

Someone took off their headphones, another put down their phone, and every gaze followed Lin Wan's figure as she moved. The scene became so quiet that only the sound of the lakeside wind and the soft rustle of the willow branches remained.

Two boys passing by on the path stopped immediately. One of them quietly nudged his companion with his elbow, gesturing toward Lin Wan with his chin and mouthing silently: "Look, look!"