A Huge Oolong

The next day.

Fang Yongkang walked to his seat from the back door of the classroom, holding two bean buns. Two male classmates immediately ran over, looking at him in surprise. "Was that song you sang yesterday really you?"

"Mm!" He gave a shy smile.

"Whoa, I was queuing up for food in the cafeteria yesterday, and when I heard you sing, I was stunned!" one of the male classmates said, his eyes shining.

Fang Yongkang sheepishly touched his head. "Actually, I don't know why my song was suddenly played."

"Huh? You don't know?" At this moment, other classmates also gathered around.

Fu Panxue walked over, propped her hands on her cheeks, and said with a giggle, "I didn't expect you to sing so well!"

She said my singing was good?

"You like it?" Fang Yongkang asked in surprise.

She gave a beautiful smile and said, "Yeah, I really like that song. I was wondering why they didn't play the original version, but your version sounds good too."

Hearing the girl he liked praise him, he felt incredibly happy.

"If you like listening, I can sing it for you anytime!" he said with a smile.

"Really? I especially like Xue Zhiqian's Half." Fu Panxue looked at him with anticipation.

Fang Yongkang's eyes lit up. He had practiced this song too. He nodded seriously, "Sure, I know this one."

"That's great, I want to hear it."

"Then I'll sing it for you, um... after school?"

"Okay!"

After school? Does this count as a date?

Fang Yongkang felt his heart flutter for the first time.

Just then, the morning reading bell rang. The homeroom teacher walked in, and the Chinese class representative took out the books to lead everyone in morning reading.

The homeroom teacher walked in and first swept Fang Yongkang with a cold glance, then said, "Let's pause morning reading for a moment. I need to say a few words about a student in our class who has gone astray."

Everyone looked at the teacher...

Fang Yongkang swallowed. Gone astray? Is he talking about me?

"Yesterday, I heard from another class that a student in our class actually went to some Master Shen for fortune telling, and even advertised for him online. This is ridiculous!"

"Logically, your generation should have long passed the era of feudal superstition. How could someone do such a foolish thing?" The teacher stared at Fang Yongkang and continued, "Fortunately, this incident didn't attract too much attention, otherwise it would have alerted the school leadership. After all, the country is currently cracking down on feudal superstition. It's truly outrageous that a student receiving compulsory education can't recognize such a basic mistake."

"I will handle this matter. Please don't discuss it privately, as it's not a good thing and we don't want it to spread everywhere," the teacher instructed.

Suddenly, a female classmate raised her hand and asked, "Teacher, are you talking about Fang Yongkang?"

The teacher frowned upon hearing this. How can this child be so clueless? I deliberately didn't mention his name, and you're calling him out by name.

"Yes, that's the matter. I've already asked him to call his parents. If students from other classes ask, just say you don't know."

A student asked in surprise, "Huh? Do you have to call parents for singing well too?"

The student next to him glanced at him and whispered, "You idiot, the teacher is talking about going to Master Shen for fortune telling, not about singing."

"Oh, oh, oh!" The previous student chuckled sheepishly.

"Singing?" The teacher was taken aback. He glanced at Fang Yongkang again, guessing that the student was definitely not cut out for singing, otherwise he would have participated in the talent shows in the past two years.

"How can you believe what those fortune-telling masters say? Singing? It's good to have a hobby, but sometimes we need to be grounded and not aim too high. Your main focus right now is the college entrance examination."

He was afraid Fang Yongkang would actually believe the words of those charlatans, so he specifically said, "Do you understand? You can't believe what fortune-telling masters say, they're all trying to fool you. They say nice things just to scam you out of your money."

At this, everyone was stunned. What's going on?

The teacher says Master Shen is a fraud?

Everyone's expression turned astonished. No, that's not right! Fang Yongkang's singing was really good!

"Um, teacher? Did you not hear the campus broadcast after school yesterday?" a student asked softly.

The teacher was taken aback. "No, I had something to do at home yesterday and left early."

Everyone looked relieved. So that's why the teacher didn't know. Fang Yongkang's song yesterday was heard by everyone in the school.

"Campus broadcast yesterday? What did it say?" the teacher muttered to himself. Campus broadcasts were organized by students themselves, and if there was any important information, he should have known in advance.

Fu Panxue smiled. "It didn't say anything, they just played a song."

"Yes, it was Xue Zhiqian's Fang Yuan Ji Li, and Fang Yongkang's cover. It sounded great," a male student in the front row said with a smile.

What???

The teacher trembled all over. "What did you say? You said Fang Yongkang's cover?" He looked at the student in shock.

At this, everyone looked at him with amusement. The atmosphere became very awkward because no one dared to say, "Teacher, you're wrong!"

He had repeatedly said the student had gone astray, but Fang Yongkang's cover song had spread throughout the campus, and only he didn't know about it.

Fang Yongkang lowered his head awkwardly, not daring to look at the teacher. He himself was also surprised.

The teacher's face instantly turned red. This misunderstanding was too big. He had earnestly advised Fang Yongkang not to pay too much attention to what Master Shen said, but the student actually had talent, and more importantly, the whole world knew about it except him. This was truly embarrassing.

There was an even more embarrassing situation: he had even called over the other student's parents, intending to give the other child a good talking-to, only to end up causing a huge misunderstanding.

The teacher felt his face burning and didn't even have the nerve to stay in the classroom. He said with a wry smile, "I really don't know about this. I'll go back to the office and ask them." Then he scurried away.

"Hahahaha!"

"The teacher is hilarious."

"Right! But if it weren't for yesterday's campus broadcast, we wouldn't have known Fang Yongkang was so amazing."

"You can't blame the teacher; you can only blame him for hiding it so well."

As soon as the teacher left, the students immediately started discussing enthusiastically, saying, "I didn't expect that Master Shen was actually so capable! He discovered Fang Yongkang so quickly."

"Yeah, I followed Master Shen on Weibo during last night's self-study session too. The netizens' comments were so funny."

"I guess the broadcast club must have seen Master Shen's advertisement and that's how they discovered Fang Yongkang's song. They introduced it to us because it sounded good."

"Mhm, but I heard it's very difficult to get an appointment with Master Shen. Otherwise, I'd try it too. Who knows, maybe I have some hidden talents." a student chuckled.

The chubby kid next to him laughed, "You're overthinking it. It's not that easy."

Just then, Xu Ruifeng, an art teacher from the school, happened to walk by. What was said casually was taken to heart by him. His eyebrows suddenly shot up, and a smile appeared on his face, "This is it!"

In recent years, because the college entrance examination success rate for the school's art students had been declining, his presence in the school had also diminished. But that wasn't the key issue. The crucial point was that for a teacher who liked to privately "tutor" students for money, this directly affected his income.

Since you all believe in this Master Shen, why shouldn't I take advantage of it?

The more he thought about it, the more promising it seemed. He smiled broadly and walked towards the office