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    Blow, blow a pipe? Is that what he imagined it to mean?

    Boss Fat was instantly dumbfounded.

    But Rong Ziyan was quite calm, “Sure!”

    “!!!” Boss Fat immediately had the urge to rush out and drag him back.

    That Northeast China tough guy looked menacing and not like a good person. Rong Ziyan, standing in front of him, was like a smaller version of a Russian nesting doll, almost able to be swallowed whole by the tough guy. If Rong Ziyan was dragged into “group activities” with “props,” he would definitely suffer!

    This Boss Fat was indeed a clever mastermind, with a very jumpy train of thought, something most people couldn’t keep up with.

    Just as he was about to rush out to save the misguided youth, a chicken-killing sound suddenly erupted from the woods, startling him.

    Then, before he could calm down, more chicken-killing sounds came from the woods intermittently.

    He looked closer and saw that there were many people hidden in the woods, more than twenty of them, each holding the same kind of horn.

    …So, this wasn’t a late-night hookup, but an illegal gathering?

    Instantly, thoughts of pyramid schemes and cults flooded Boss Fat’s active mind. But the key thing was that these twenty or so young people weren’t holding meetings or preaching, or even chatting much, they were just constantly making chicken sounds.

    Boss Fat listened for nearly two hours, and he felt like he was about to collapse when the veterinary students finally decided to disperse.

    Boss Fat watched them come out of the woods one by one, wanting to talk to Rong Ziyan, but then he heard the class monitor, walking side by side with Rong Ziyan, sigh.

    “Is this progress going to be enough? The suona is too difficult. The graduation ceremony is almost here, will we be able to learn it successfully?”

    “It should be possible, it’s just sixteen short sections, we can definitely learn it.”

    “Don’t say sixteen short sections, we can’t even blow eight short sections!”

    Rong Ziyan thought for a moment, then patted his shoulder, saying, “One must have a firm will.”

    Class monitor: …

    Is it really possible to succeed just by having a firm will? Playing the suona requires talent!

    [Frustration value 500]

    And Boss Fat, who had been feeding mosquitoes for a long time next to them, finally understood the whole story from their conversation. It turned out that Rong Ziyan and the others were hiding here to practice for their performance at the upcoming graduation ceremony.

    After all, with their class’s terrible skills, if they practiced in the dorms, they would probably be chased out by the entire dorm building.

    What a disaster!

    Boss Fat pondered getting up to say a few words to Rong Ziyan, but he had been squatting for too long and his legs were numb, making it difficult to move.

    So, by the time he recovered, Rong Ziyan had already walked far away. Boss Fat looked at his back and suddenly felt like he was a big idiot for not going back to bed to rest and following Rong Ziyan to the small woods late at night.

    [Boss Fat’s anger value 1000]

    Rong Ziyan: ???

    System: Holy crap, Rong! Have you become so powerful that you can make someone want to curse at you without even interacting with them?

    The key was that at twelve o’clock, Rong Ziyan received another system notification.

    [Anger value 2000 from Boss Fat]

    System: What, how can it level up? Does he get angrier the more he thinks about it?

    Rong Ziyan was also a bit strange, because he really hadn’t interacted with him. Even the most emotional person wouldn’t suddenly get so angry just by thinking about him in the middle of the night, right?

    System: Could someone be putting in a bad word for you?

    Rong Ziyan shook his head: That shouldn’t be the case. Unless there’s a big problem with my experiments.

    Thinking this, Rong Ziyan also felt a bit uneasy and quickly sent a message to the senior in his group.

    The senior said everything was fine. He also specifically mentioned, “Today, all three big bosses mentioned you.”

    Rong Ziyan: “What did they say about me?”

    “Of course, they were praising you! Especially Boss Fat, he had high praise for you.”

    Rong Ziyan was very puzzled. If they had high praise for him, why would they suddenly get angry just by thinking about him? Could it be that his goslings had offended him?!

    The more he thought about it, the more he felt that was the case, especially since he had picked up goslings with the department head that day.

    “Never mind, I’ll find out eventually.”

    Rong Ziyan put the doubts aside.

    Little did he know that it wasn’t the goslings that offended Boss Fat, but the suonas that his class was playing during their practice.

    The suona was worthy of being called the king of folk music. Even though Rong Ziyan’s class couldn’t even play a melody, they couldn’t help being full of vigor and making a lot of noise.

    The chicken-killing screams were extremely brainwashing, causing Boss Fat’s mind to be filled with the background noise of the suona even after going back to rest for three hours.

    At one in the morning, Boss Fat, unable to sleep, angrily climbed out of bed, drank three large glasses of water, and then spat hard, trying to spit out the background music, before finally feeling a bit better and going back to sleep.

    But he dreamed all night about funerals. The worst thing was that he drank too much water, and just when he was finally falling asleep, he was woken up by the urge to pee and had to get up to go to the bathroom.

    So, when Rong Ziyan woke up the next day, he found that Boss Fat had very emotionally provided him with a full 10,000 emotional value points.

    Looking at things like “tossing and turning,” the system suddenly had a bad feeling.

    “Host, this Boss Fat has been observing you a lot lately, and he’s been mentioning you to other people, could it be that he has a thing for you?” The more the system thought about it, the more it felt that way. Plus, with the recent huge scandal online about a mentor’s unspoken rules, it couldn’t help but think of unpleasant possibilities.

    After all, if Boss Fat wasn’t interested in Rong Ziyan because he was handsome, why would he be tossing and turning over him?

    Rong Ziyan was very calm, “What’s there to be afraid of? I’m a guy!”

    “That’s why it’s scary!” The system was already numb. Ever since it had been bound to Rong Ziyan, not a single soft girl had developed special feelings for Rong Ziyan!

    The only one who was young, beautiful, and rich had been tossed aside by Rong Ziyan. At least she chased him from the village to the agricultural university, but other than that day when Ji Shu contacted Rong Ziyan, Rong Ziyan hadn’t taken the initiative to talk to her again.

    Even when Ji Shu sent Rong Ziyan messages later, Rong Ziyan would forget to reply on the same day, often only responding the next day.

    Clearly, when he replied to clients on TanTan, Rong Ziyan wasn’t like this!

    “Sigh.” The system sighed again, “Rong! It’s already May 20th, don’t you feel anything?”

    “What kind of feeling? Is today a special day?” Rong Ziyan thought for a moment, “Ah! Right, King of Glory has a new skin, Liu Bei and Sun Shangxiang. That Xiang Xiang one is pretty good.”

    System: “…Anything else! Today is a holiday, a holiday!”

    “Huh?” Rong Ziyan thought again, “Pan Jinlian poisoned Wu Dalang?”

    “Ahhhhh! Today is confession day!” The system was starting to freak out.

    Rong Ziyan suddenly came to his senses, and immediately perked up.

    “This is a good holiday!”

    “You finally get it.” The system was very relieved.

    But the next second, he saw Rong Ziyan quickly open his Moments and post a message.

    “The most romantic thing I can think of is growing old slowly with you. Today, buying goose eggs gets a 5% discount.” Attached was an emoji, a bald little man making a heart gesture [Will you let me be your darling? If not, I’ll think of something else]

    System: Is that the benefit you felt?

    Rong Ziyan was very proud: “Yeah, it’s easiest to sell goods on holidays.”

    The system was completely closed off and refused to communicate with him. And after harvesting a wave of “leeks,” Rong Ziyan also focused on his experiments.

    Their recent experiments had made new progress, so everyone was excited like they had been injected with chicken blood. Even the senior brothers in Rong Ziyan’s group couldn’t help but get high-spirited.

    But Rong Ziyan seemed to lack this kind of emotion, rarely having overly intense emotional fluctuations. Even if he did, it was only for a moment, and he would quickly return to being calm. And this kind of stability only made people admire him more.

    “I say, Rong! You’re really too calm. Being in a group with you makes me feel like we have an extra mentor!” Already very familiar with him, the senior brother casually put his arm around Rong Ziyan’s shoulders as he watched him take notes.

    “At this stage, you don’t have to be so meticulous, right?”

    “It’s still necessary.” Rong Ziyan shook his head, “It’s better to be safe than sorry.”

    “Hey, you’re right. We’ll pay attention to it in the future too.” The senior brother nodded in agreement.

    Rong Ziyan was right, the experiments in the lab all seemed like they would succeed, but if they failed, the follow-up troubles would be endless. Instead of being caught off guard at that time, it was better to keep good records from the beginning, so it would be easier to review and find problems later.

    They had also been old assistants following their teachers for several years, but they were unexpectedly outdone by Rong Ziyan in these areas. No wonder the big bosses liked him, his mind was really in the right place.

    The graduate and doctoral students brought here by the big bosses were mostly here to do the work. So, there were almost no ulterior motives, making it easy to get along with each other.

    Coincidentally, at four o’clock in the afternoon, the separation experiment on Rong Ziyan’s side finally made a qualitative leap.

    They had actually succeeded in separating that special substance that could greatly increase fertility rates without too much confusion effect.

    “Aoo aoo aoo aoo!” The entire lab burst into cheers at the moment of successful separation!

    “I’m going to inform the big bosses!” Someone was busy informing the instructors, while the rest of them were all hugging each other, filled with excitement.

    This was a major event worthy of celebration, so someone suggested that before the big bosses came to review and assign tasks, they should have a little celebration first.

    “Rong! Isn’t your class doing a cultural performance recently? Why don’t you play something?”

    Rong Ziyan was also quite happy and readily agreed to everyone’s request.

    So, with everyone’s curiosity, Rong Ziyan took out a mysterious instrument, the suona, and proceeded to play the most common tune in his memory.

    From the first high-pitched note, the senior brothers in the lab had their brains buzzing and unable to think straight. They felt like the tune was a bit off.

    Outside the door, the department head and Rong Ziyan’s instructor were walking to the lab with Boss Fat and the other two big bosses, and from a distance, they heard the music coming from Rong Ziyan’s lab.

    But the atmosphere didn’t seem right, and the tune was strangely familiar.

    Rong Ziyan’s instructor, who was also from the village, listened carefully and hesitantly said, “Is that ‘The Great Funeral’?”

    “What do you mean?” Boss Fat subconsciously asked.

    “It’s…the tune that’s played on the suona when carrying a coffin at a funeral…”

    Boss Fat instantly darkened his face. Wasn’t that pretty much what he heard last night?

    He thought, these veterinary students must be out of their minds, they want to send the whole school off together at the graduation ceremony?

    Coupled with the deep hatred of not being able to sleep well all night, Boss Fat took the lead and rushed in, pushed the door open, stood in front of Rong Ziyan, and started scolding him.

    “On a joyous day, you should play something auspicious!”

    The others around were also shocked. What did he mean by playing something auspicious? Didn’t he mean to tell him not to play at all?

    But Rong Ziyan surprisingly followed Boss Fat’s line of thought and switched to another tune.

    It was still the familiar prelude, the familiar tune, someone hummed a few notes and instantly realized, it was “Gokuraku Jodo.”

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