I Didn't Cry, I Was Just Too Happy

On Monday, Fang Yongkang rode his bicycle to school with his backpack.

His home was very close to the school, so he didn't live in the dorms. Most of his classmates did, which is why he felt more distant from them compared to others.

The morning consisted of back-to-back math and Chinese classes, which made people drowsy.

Finally, it was lunchtime.

Fang Yongkang secretly glanced at the girl sitting by the far wall on the right. Fu Panxue took out her lunchbox from her drawer and walked out of the classroom, chatting and laughing with a few female classmates.

The path from the teaching building to the cafeteria passed through a hundred-meter-long tree-lined path, where many couples could be seen strolling in the evenings.

Fang Yongkang was walking alone when he suddenly heard people gossiping behind him.

"Is that him? I heard he's desperate for fame, even finding a fortune teller to advertise for him."

Fang Yongkang was stunned. He didn't know what was going on. Why were his classmates discussing him behind his back?

Could it be that Master Shen had promoted him on Weibo?

"It seems to be him, how ridiculous!"

At this moment, Fang Yongkang's body grew cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat...

Another boy walked by and happened to overhear these two female classmates discussing Fang Yongkang. He immediately walked over with a smile and said, "Are you guys also following Master Shen's Weibo?"

"No! My dad told me. As soon as I heard the name, I realized it was someone from the next class."

The boy chuckled, "Oh, I see! Actually, I think he sings pretty well."

Everyone who had heard Fang Yongkang sing thought he was good, but the problem was that many people hadn't followed Master Shen's Weibo. After all, this wasn't Lingxi City, and Shen Qiong's fame hadn't reached here yet.

As the saying goes, good deeds never go beyond the door, while bad deeds spread for a thousand miles.

If one person spoke ill of him, others would immediately become curious and discuss it.

For a while, many people were whispering behind him. Fang Yongkang didn't even dare to lift his head, afraid of being recognized by those nearby.

In reality, not many people were discussing him, but Fang Yongkang's mind was playing tricks on him, making him feel like the whole world was staring at him.

He walked to the cafeteria in a daze and deliberately chose a inconspicuous corner to queue for food. He happened to see the girl he had a crush on standing in front of him.

Fu Panxue didn't know Fang Yongkang was behind her; she was just chatting animatedly with the girl next to her.

Fang Yongkang really wanted to strike up a conversation, but at this moment, he didn't dare to make a sound, fearing that someone would recognize him and spread his "scandal" to Fu Panxue. That would be devastating for him.

Since no one had heard of Master Shen, they only knew that there was a student in their school who had found a fortune teller to advertise for him.

For students bored and tired of daily classes, this was "big news," enough for them to talk about and pass the time during their leisure hours.

"Oh my god! Is it true? He went to a Master for fortune telling? To find out if he has talent for singing?" a gossipy girl scoffed.

"Yeah, yeah! My boyfriend told me, apparently this person is in our school!"

The girls who enjoyed gossiping didn't know that the protagonist they were discussing was standing right beside them.

Fang Yongkang clenched his fists tightly and then asked coldly, "You haven't even heard him sing, so why are you mocking him?"

The two girls looked at him in astonishment. "I don't know! That's what everyone's saying anyway. Besides, doesn't he know that fortune telling is feudal superstition?"

"Exactly, who believes that stuff anymore?"

Fang Yongkang lowered his head silently. He didn't dare to look at Fu Panxue, afraid of seeing her mocking gaze.

Throughout the day, Fang Yongkang was like a lost soul. Since he hadn't gone online, he naturally didn't know what Master Shen had written on Weibo, nor did he know that the song he recorded had already surpassed three thousand plays.

At 3:30 PM, the homeroom teacher suddenly called him to the office. As soon as Fang Yongkang left, the entire class became lively.

In the teacher's office, the homeroom teacher looked at the computer with apparent anger. "Look at this Weibo post. Is the person mentioned here you?"

He saw Master Shen's Weibo on the teacher's computer and was stunned. He realized that Master Shen had indeed advertised for him and even included a link to the song he recorded.

His face immediately flushed.

"Yes, it's me," he said softly.

The homeroom teacher looked at him with disappointment and said, "Your grades slipped last time. I don't care about the reason, but I really don't understand you. You're already in your final year of high school! Can't you, as a grown person, grasp the most basic common sense? Can you believe in things like fortune telling?"

"And you even let this 'Master Shen' promote you. I... I'm truly speechless." The homeroom teacher was exasperated.

"I, I didn't ask him to promote me. I didn't know about this," Fang Yongkang explained anxiously.

The homeroom teacher pursed his lips. "Alright, you don't need to say anything else. I'll have your parents come in tomorrow! I think it's necessary to discuss this with them."

Hearing that his parents had to come, he immediately panicked. "No, teacher, I really didn't know it would turn out like this."

"It's okay if you don't do well in your studies, but now I'm worried you're being deceived," the homeroom teacher sighed.

Fang Yongkang gritted his teeth. "It's really not true. Master Shen didn't ask me for money either."

"He didn't ask for money? You know that scammers have all sorts of tricks nowadays. If he's not asking for money now, who knows when he will?"

Fang Yongkang lowered his head and said nothing.

"It's decided then. Have your parents come tomorrow!"

As Fang Yongkang walked out of the classroom office, his eyes were red, and he held back tears, refusing to cry.

He felt like the whole world had abandoned him. Why!!!

Why would this happen!!!

He saw what Master Shen posted on Weibo, and many people even liked it. He didn't understand why people were still cursing him behind his back, and even his homeroom teacher knew about it.

He spent the day like a walking corpse. Because he was called to the office by the teacher, his classmates quickly heard about his situation, and the way they looked at him was instantly different from usual.

Fang Yongkang didn't blame Master Shen. He knew Master Shen actually just wanted to help him. If anyone was to blame, it was himself.

He clenched his fists tightly, like a student who had failed the college entrance exam, his mood extremely low.

He walked step by step on the path where bicycles were parked at school, his footsteps incredibly heavy. The teacher even wanted to call his parents.

His classmates would definitely laugh at him then, even she would...

Thinking of this, he showed a bleak and ugly smile. If that really happened, he probably wouldn't have the courage to talk to her again.

Just then, the campus radio suddenly started playing a song. He was very familiar with the melody, even knowing it by heart.

"Rather than stay in a world that doesn't want you, it's better to forget you thoroughly."

"Everyone understands this logic, it's easy to say, but you're still stubborn when you're deeply in love."

"I'd rather stay within Fang Yuan Ji Li of you, if my heart can't be taken back, I'll give it to you."

"Because I love you, and it has nothing to do with you..."

The moment the song came from the radio, Fang Yongkang was completely stunned. This... why was this his voice?

He turned his head and rushed madly towards the radio room, accidentally knocking over a girl.

"Ah! Sorry." He quickly helped her up.

The girl's knees were red from the fall. She stood up, enduring the pain, and said angrily, "What are you doing! Running so fast, not watching where you're going."

Just then, two students passed by, and they were discussing, "I know this song, it's called Fang Yuan Ji Li, sung by Xue Zhiqian."

"But the voice doesn't sound like Xue Zhiqian!" the student next to him said.

"Maybe it's a cover online, it's not bad, it has a different feel."

"I thought it was the original singer. So it's a cover!" The girl next to Fang Yongkang muttered when she heard them talking.

Fang Yongkang looked at her in shock, "You? You said you thought it was the original singer?"

"Yeah! It sounds pretty good. Maybe it's because I haven't heard the original, so I didn't recognize it," the girl said.

At this moment, a sweet voice came from the radio, "Hello everyone, it's time to get off school again. Today I'm sending you a song, Fang Yuan Ji Li by Xue Zhiqian. I hope you all like it. Let me tell you a secret, what I just played wasn't the original!"

"What I just played was a song recorded by one of our school's students. Honestly, I was shocked the first time I heard it, it sounds so good!!!"

"I didn't expect our school to have someone so talented. Unfortunately, I don't know this student named Fang Yongkang. If this student hears the broadcast, I want to say thank you! Thank you for bringing such beautiful singing to our campus..."

Fang Yongkang stood frozen on the spot. He felt like he had gone from hell to heaven. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he cried tears of joy. He never expected his song to be played at school and to be recognized by so many people.

The female classmate next to him thought she had said something too harsh, causing him to cry, and immediately became anxious, "Ah! It's okay, I'll go back and put some medicinal wine on it. Don't cry!"

He wiped away his tears and smiled, "I'm not crying, I'm just too happy."