Are You Being a Little Cold to Me?

Although Body Cultivator was still popular before, people usually judged Dreamscapes by the work itself rather than the creator, so few connected the two Dreamscapes.

Only now did they suddenly realize that their classmate was actually an incredible Dream Maker.

Ma Daqiang excitedly grabbed the hand of the person beside him and shouted, "See that? That's my brother—my godfather!"

"That's right! Anyone who can give me points is my brother, my godfather!"

"Godfather above, please accept your child's bow!"

"Godfather, my Labor class points are in a bit of danger. Could you make a Dreamscape to help raise my grades? I'd be endlessly grateful!"

Amid the cheers of the whole venue, Chen Yu raised a hand for quiet, then summoned every ounce of his acting ability and said with a smile, "Classmates, I know you have a lot to say, but please don't say it."

"Actually, I didn't do much. I just made a Dreamscape (and picked up a little Negative Emotions), put together a question bank (and picked up a little Negative Emotions), and hoped everyone could play a fun Dreamscape (and pick up a little Negative Emotions)."

"Raising your grades was never my intention. It was the result of your own hard work. So there's no need to thank me—you were already this capable. The people you should truly thank are yourselves, your potential, your teachers, and your sweat, not me."

"So don't thank me. Thank yourselves! This is your success, not mine! You were already amazing, while I'm nothing at all! Thank you!"

As he stepped down from the podium, Chen Yu felt that was probably enough.

If you want to thank someone, thank yourselves. Don't drag me into it.

The room fell silent for a moment, before thunderous applause erupted from below the podium.

"Modest and talented, low-key and kind—what a respectable godfather!"

"Clearly, it was his achievement, yet he pushed the credit onto us. Godfather is truly incredible."

"Godfather, we'll respect you for the rest of our lives."

"Anyone who opposes our godfather opposes us!"

Listening to the noise and looking at the Positive Emotion that had already gone off the charts, Chen Yu felt that not only was this time covered, but next time was too.

Sitting down in his chair, Chen Yu felt as if he were about to burn out.

Why can't you people understand plain speech?

I said there was no need to thank me. Go thank yourselves!

If emotions didn't have a limit over a period of time, I'd have Fallen into Goodness twice today!

Right now, he only wanted to return to his dorm, get some proper rest, and wait for his Constitution to torment him.

Covering his face, Chen Yu had yet to figure out what to do when he felt someone gently nudge him with an elbow.

Turning his head, he saw the boy seated to his left looking at him with worshipful eyes.

The other boy was not tall, but he was extremely solidly built.

His hands were covered in cuts and scorch marks from pills. His blue work trousers were stained with grease everywhere, his skin was dark, and eight teeth showed when he smiled.

His smile was as sunny as could be. Just looking at it gave off a simple, honest feeling. He was the sort of classmate who could easily brighten the mood of everyone around him.

Gripping Chen Yu's hand tightly, the boy said excitedly like a large dog, "You're Morning Light? Can I call you Brother Chen? I really love your Quiz Melee. The moment I came across it, I played it for days straight! It's fun and teaches you things too—the Dreamscape is amazing! Come visit our Labor High School when you have time. We've got loads of fun stuff there."

Thinking of his less-than-ideal Labor grades, Chen Yu felt that today had not been entirely without good news.

When he had the time, he really needed to visit Labor High School and see whether he could improve his grades there.

After exchanging contact information, Chen Yu noted down the other boy's name: Jin Cheng.

"Are you two done yet?"

The person to his right frowned at them, her gaze full of displeasure.

"Sorry, teacher. We'll quiet down immediately," Chen Yu replied at once.

Setting down the Moral Scripture in her hand, the woman took a deep breath before saying seriously, "I'm the representative from Moral High School."

"Oh, hello, Representative Teacher."

"I'm a student..."

Giving her a once-over, Chen Yu felt that other than her school uniform, nothing about her looked like a student.

She was at least 1.8 meters tall. Her long legs could barely fit beneath the table, so she could only sit with them crossed.

Her loose school uniform looked like a model's outfit on her. Her almond-shaped eyes were beautiful but carried an aggressive edge, making her feel like a high school homeroom teacher who might come over and lecture him at any moment.

The beauty mark beneath the corner of her eye softened her features somewhat, but she still carried an icy, inviolable air.

"Sorry, I couldn't tell just now. I'm Chen Yu. I'm—"

"I know. Morning Light, the representative from Sports High School." The woman nodded coldly, then took a handkerchief from her pocket and placed it in front of Chen Yu.

"Huh?"

When Chen Yu did not react, the woman sighed. Then, with great care, she wiped away the grease that had gotten onto his hand. Only after repeatedly confirming that nothing remained did she shake his hand.

"Sorry. I'm rather germophobic, and I didn't expect to meet my idol this time. Next time, I'll bring some hand sanitizer, so everyone can be more comfortable."

Though the handshake had lasted only two seconds and involved merely three fingers, Chen Yu could feel that her fingers were scorching hot. She withdrew them immediately afterward, and a flush appeared on her face.

Pulling back her hand, she turned her face away and said softly, "Sorry, I lost my composure. But I really like Quiz Melee. And you in person... how should I put it... you're cuter than I imagined."

"Ah. Oh, thanks."

"Come to Moral High School when you have time. Our Calmheart Hall is a magical artifact left behind by the former principal. It can stabilize your Dao Heart. I can help you apply for access."

Considering his current condition, Chen Yu felt that he really did need to stabilize his Dao Heart.

If I don't stabilize it soon, I'll have nothing but Dao tofu dregs left.

After exchanging contact information with Dao Lingyun, Chen Yu thought that since he had already added two people, he might as well exchange contacts with the remaining two as well.

He could also keep an eye on the representative from Culture High School and prevent her from stabbing him again.

The representative from Art High School was an ordinary-looking boy with an equally ordinary name: Lu Ziqi.

His pitch-black eyes always seemed a little unhinged, but since he was from Art High School, that was hardly strange.

Art High School students always had an air of either going mad or dying trying. Their rate of failing the entrance exams and taking them again the following year was also the highest.

After they exchanged contact information, the other boy immediately said excitedly, "Mr. Chen Yu, all of us at Art High School really love your The Dreamer. That Dreamscape is insanely unhinged. It hits way too hard. So many people have changed their names to something Blazing Fire now. It's incredibly popular."

"No, you people are already that unhinged. Shouldn't you stay away from Dreamscapes like that?"

"A little Freakout is nothing. Three pounds of Calmheart Grass will fix it. For the sake of our admission rate, we don't care. But everyone's been eating too much lately, and the Calmheart Grass on the back mountain is nearly extinct. We're planning to buy a batch from Labor High School to grow ourselves."

"You managed to eat an invasive species into near extinction. You people really are something."

After chatting for a while longer, Chen Yu finally turned his attention to Wang Chuyun, the representative from Culture High School.

Wang Chuyun excitedly exchanged contact information. Just as she was about to express her thoughts on the Dreamscape and her respect for Chen Yu, she heard him say, "The principal is about to give a speech. Let's listen carefully."

"Huh?"

Wang Chuyun brought her legs together in confusion and stared blankly at the principal ahead, feeling that something was off.

Classmate Chen Yu...

Are you being a little cold to me?