With his talents of [ Comprehension by Analogy ] and [ Total Concentration ], Cheng Che learned extremely quickly.
Yan Ruanning explains a chord progression, and he can deduce three variations from it.
Yan Ruanning played a chord, and he could immediately trace it onto the piano after listening to it.
After an hour-long lesson, Yan Ruanning realized that there wasn't much left for her to teach him.
She closed the textbook, glanced at Cheng Che, and her expression was somewhat complicated.
Su Miaoyin, sitting next to her, had an even more complicated expression.
Su Miaoyin paid to attend the hearing.
She originally wanted to take the opportunity of attending class to get closer to Yan Ruanning and learn some music composition skills.
But after an hour of class, she realized she hadn't really absorbed anything.
Her attention was entirely focused on Yan Ruanning.
The curve of her fingers when she plays the piano, her habit of tilting her head slightly when she speaks, and the way she occasionally frowns.
And she discovered something.
Cheng Che learns too fast.
She soon felt that her title of "President of Peking University Music Club " was somewhat embarrassing.
She had also practiced piano since childhood and Music Theory Basics, but compared to Cheng Che, it seemed that she had never really studied music.
She is also a student at Peking University.
She was among the top three students in her grade when she was admitted to this key provincial school.
She was praised for her intelligence from a young age.
But sitting in this recording studio, watching Cheng Che quickly write down what Yan Ruanning had just said in his notebook, she had only one thought in her mind.
The difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs.
After class, Su Miaoyin absentmindedly packed her things.
All she could think about was how to improve her relationship with Yan Ruanning and how to let her know that she had absolutely no romantic feelings for Cheng Che.
The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. After packing her things, she walked towards the door without even saying goodbye.
" Su Miaoyin."
Yan Ruanning called her name.
Su Miaoyin turned around.
You forgot your guitar.
Su Miaoyin looked down and saw that her guitar bag was still leaning against the chair.
She came back, picked up her guitar, whispered "thank you," and then quickly went out the door.
Yan Ruanning frowned as she watched her retreating figure.
This person seems so absent-minded today.
She turned her head and saw Cheng Che still packing his things.
He closed his notebook, put his pen in his pencil case, and stacked his textbooks. His movements were slow and deliberate.
Yan Ruanning stood with her hands behind her back, twisting her body as if she was hesitating about something.
I haven't given you a gift since you moved last time.
As she spoke, she took out a small, dark blue velvet box from behind her and handed it to Cheng Che.
"Here you go." Her voice was a little muffled. "It's not some big brand. I drew the design myself and had it custom-made."
Cheng Che took the box and opened it.
Inside was a black braided rope bracelet.
The knot is very finely braided, and the silver buckle is small, engraved with two crossed tennis rackets. The lines are minimalist, but the workmanship is exquisite.
The patterns on the silver buckle reflect slightly under the light, clearly indicating that it was hand-polished.
Cheng Che looked at the two crossed tennis rackets and couldn't help but laugh.
"Did you draw this?"
"Hmm." Yan Ruanning nodded. "I had it custom-made. Not bad, right?"
Cheng Che pushed the watch on his left wrist up a little, then put the black braided rope bracelet on his right wrist.
He raised his wrist to look at it; the rope matched his skin tone perfectly, and the tennis racket on the silver buckle was exquisitely engraved—understated yet very high-quality.
"Not bad." He smiled and raised his right hand. "Very good, and it fits my persona as a tennis prodigy."
Yan Ruanning covered her mouth and laughed, "Shameless."
Cheng Che smiled too.
He looked down at the bracelet again, feeling quite pleased.
Old Qin added a hat, Yan Ruanning added a bracelet.
The people around him are all incredibly thoughtful.
He didn't notice that Yan Ruanning was already wearing a matching white rope bracelet on her left wrist, with a musical note engraved on the silver clasp.
The two figures, one black and one white, were identical in their weaving style and the thickness of their ropes, except for the colors and patterns.
The two chatted and laughed as they left the studio.
Cheng Che returned home, sat down at his computer, and continued writing his thesis.
He exported the data from the running app, including pace curves, heart rate zones, cadence, stride length, and energy consumption, and converted it all into tables before importing it into math software.
Then open the paper document and fill in the generated data model.
Halfway through writing, he picked up his phone and called Jiang Xue.
"Mom, have you looked at the house?"
"I've looked at a few," Jiang Xue's voice came through the phone. "Your dad likes a nicely furnished three-bedroom apartment in the east of the city. It's not far from the cultural and creative shops, about a ten-minute drive. The only downside is the price is a bit high..."
"How many?"
"More than 1.6 million."
"Purchase."
Jiang Xue paused for a moment, then said, " Cheche, do you really want us to move rooms?"
"Your building doesn't even have an elevator," Cheng Che said casually, leaning back in his chair. "When you get older, it'll be inconvenient to go up and down the stairs. Plus, it's far from the creative shops, and it'll be a hassle to go back and forth every day."
"But..."
"Mom," Cheng Che interrupted her, "I can easily buy it by taking on any advertisement. Don't worry about the money."
Jiang Xue chuckled softly, her voice a little muffled. "Alright then. Your dad and I will take another look, and we'll let you know when we've chosen."
"Good."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Che opened the system panel and glanced at [ Tolerance Makes Greatness ].
[ Tolerance Makes Greatness (Passive): Current Malice Count: 200,000+. Current Popularity Bonus: 20%]
Two hundred thousand.
He stared at the number for two seconds, then chuckled, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Two hundred thousand people harbored ill will towards him, and then the system turned that ill will into a boost in his public image.
The more people criticize him, the more people like him.
He shook his head, turned the page, activated [ Total Concentration ], and continued writing his paper.
Sunday arrived in the blink of an eye.
Qin Lie drove his newly bought van, first picking up Cheng Che, then Guo Xin, and finally Su Qingyue and Lin Xiao.
The moment the four people got on the bus, it became lively.
"Let's go have some fun!!" Guo Xin was the first to shout. " Brother Che is treating!"
"Yes." Cheng Che smiled and added, "Today's expenses are on me, Young Master Cheng!"
Su Qingyue and Lin Xiao sat in the back row, watching them joke around with a smile.
Our destination is Baiwang Mountain.
They could have gone to Fragrant Hills, but Cheng Che changed his mind after consulting with Li Yuan, a local.
Li Yuan said that there are too many people in Fragrant Hills this season, with tens of thousands of people a day on weekends, Cheng Che's visit there could easily cause a disturbance.
Although his popularity has declined somewhat as the [ Ten-Million-Tier Popularity Card ] has faded, he is still currently the most popular.
Because the song " Chasing the Wind " went overseas, it attracted attention in Confucian cultural circles.
This song is trending on South Korea music charts, Japan streaming platforms, and Southeast Asia short video communities.
Then, his popularity surged again in China.
Therefore, even though Cheng Che had the option of " Fade into the Bustle," he didn't go to Fragrant Hills.
That talent only lasts for thirty minutes, with a twelve-hour cooldown. Climbing to the Fragrant Hills takes two hours, which isn't enough.
Moreover, Baiwang Mountain is not very high, making it suitable for girls, and the scenery is also quite nice.
The car drove out of the city and onto the highway. The buildings outside the window became shorter and shorter, and the greenery became more and more abundant.
Guo Xin opened the car window a crack, and the wind rushed in, blowing his hair back.
"Awesome!" he shouted.
Cheng Che leaned back in his chair, watching the shadows of trees flash by outside the window and the distant mountain ridgeline.
A black braided rope bracelet peeked out from under her right sleeve, and a tennis racket with a silver clasp glinted in the sunlight.