That being the case, what song would be best to sing?
Jiang Jun thought about it carefully in his mind, then looked at Su Yanfei and said with a light chuckle, "Then let's go with 'Sunny Day', which is relatively simple for both guitar and singing."
Sunny Day?
Su Yanfei smiled inwardly, because she liked this song too.
"Okay."
Su Yanfei replied to him and then began to gently strum the strings.
When that familiar and pleasant prelude rang out, Jiang Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He had been worried that Hua Nation might deviate greatly from the world of his past life, in which case the songs would not match up.
Fortunately, he had been overthinking it.
This was like a mirror world; whatever existed over there existed here too, perhaps just with a slight time discrepancy.
Jiang Jun remained silent, but the guitar prelude was getting closer and closer to the beginning. Many students around them had already taken out their phones and started recording videos and taking pictures.
Seeing this, Jiang Jun took a deep breath and concentrated. As he got into the zone, his gaze gradually filled with tenderness.
He turned to look at Su Yanfei and began softly.
"The little yellow flowers of the story have been drifting since the year I was born"
"The childhood swing sways with memories all the way to the present"
Seeing Jiang Jun's tender gaze at that moment, Su Yanfei was slightly taken aback.
This kid really is quite good at both playing the guitar and singing.
Could it be that Senior Sister didn't tell me the truth? Or has he been hiding these skills all along?
Suddenly, Su Yanfei felt that this junior of hers had an extra layer of mystery about him.
"..."
"On that windy day I tried to hold your hand"
"Yet the rain just kept getting heavier until I couldn't see you"
"How much longer before I can be by your side"
As he sang this part, a scene unexpectedly popped into Jiang Jun's mind—the day he held an umbrella and went to the Second Cafeteria to pick up Su Yanfei.
It really was quite similar, except the two of them hadn't held hands that day.
Originally, this was just a Guitar Club recruitment event, held precisely to catch the last train and attract more freshmen to sign up and join their club.
Who would have thought it would turn into a joint performance stage for the two of them?
As for the student audience, especially the male students, their psychological state towards Jiang Jun underwent a series of changes from initial skepticism:
Doubt Jiang Jun — Understand Jiang Jun — Become Jiang Jun!
...
The performance ended.
Warm applause, louder than before, erupted across the scene.
Sergei clapped as he walked up to the two of them, smiling and saying, "I didn't expect that even after our Guitar Club's leadership handover, I'd still have the chance to hear Senior Sister Su play. The former president's guitar playing has always been so elegant and pleasant to the ear."
Hearing this, Jiang Jun froze, staring blankly at Su Yanfei.
P-President?
Su Yanfei ignored his gaze and quietly packed the guitar back into its case.
Sergei turned and walked a bit further forward, looked around the surrounding crowd, and smiled as he announced,
"As for our Guitar Club recruitment event, the guitar left behind by the former president has already been successfully claimed. This also means that today's event comes to an end."
"Of course, students who still wish to join our Guitar Club are welcome to sign up as before. Thank you all for coming out to support us today, and finally, I wish you success in your studies and a wonderful life!"
With the recruitment event over, the crowd gradually dispersed and left.
Slow-witted Jiang Jun suddenly realized that his previous behavior had been a bit embarrassing. Thank goodness he actually had some skills under his belt, otherwise that would have meant kicking a steel plate.
Looking at Su Yanfei, he apologized in a low voice, "Senior Sister, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were the former president of the Guitar Club."
With a calm expression, Su Yanfei handed the guitar to Jiang Jun, shook her head, and said indifferently, "It's nothing. This guitar belongs to you from now on, so you'd better take good care of it."
On that last sentence, she deliberately emphasized her tone a bit, then turned and walked away.
After walking just a short distance, she suddenly stopped, turned her head slightly over her shoulder, and said, "Aren't you coming?"
"Senior Sister, go—where?"
"...Tutoring."
Hearing this, Jiang Jun hurriedly slung the guitar over his back and caught up with Su Yanfei.
The two of them soon arrived at the entrance of the study room, but because they had gone to the Guitar Club recruitment event earlier, they were a step late.
A glance inside the study room showed that it was already mostly full.
If it were just a matter of going in to study books on one's own, that would naturally be fine, but tutoring was a different story.
"Senior Sister, it seems pretty crowded. Should we still go in?" Jiang Jun asked.
"No."
Su Yanfei shook her head, glanced down at the time on her watch, then smiled imperceptibly and said calmly, "There are other places we can go. Follow me."
Jiang Jun gave a soft response, then followed Su Yanfei toward the direction of the school's south gate and walked right out.
Not long after walking, Su Yanfei led the way and brought Jiang Jun to a cafe-bookstore with a strong literary atmosphere.
As they reached the entrance, Jiang Jun stepped forward first, pushed open the cafe door, and made way for Su Yanfei to enter.
Seeing this small gentlemanly gesture, Su Yanfei said softly, "Thank you."
"Senior Sister, you're welcome."
Jiang Jun looked around the interior of the cafe.
The shop was quite large and had two floors. The first floor was for drinking coffee and chatting, while the second floor was like a library where books could be borrowed or purchased.
Moreover, you could also go up to the second-floor library from another staircase.
The walls around the first floor were hung with calligraphic works in flowing script, and certain areas were partitioned off with antique screens to form small "private rooms."
Jiang Jun's gaze fell upon the wall, where some black pinyin characters immediately caught his attention.
MengNan.
Huh?
Seeing this, Jiang Jun wore a puzzled expression on his face and spoke to Su Yanfei.
"Senior Sister, this place clearly looks quite artsy, but why is the name so strange?"
"What's strange about it?"
"Look over there." Jiang Jun pointed at the pinyin on the wall, tilted his head, and asked Su Yanfei, "Meng, Mengnan [Fierce Man]? Is it because there are a lot of tough guys in this shop?"
Su Yanfei: ......
With a poker face, she picked up the table tent from the nearby table and silently handed it to Jiang Jun. The latter lowered his head to take a look, and the real name of the shop was written right on it.
MengNan Meng Nan
"Oh..."
Jiang Jun put down the table tent, scratched his head with an awkward smile, and muttered in a low voice, "They sound the same, so it's easy for people to misunderstand. Sorry about that."
As soon as his voice trailed off,
suddenly,
someone opened the door and walked out from the direction of the office near the front desk.
It was a young woman wearing a light gray A-line mid-length skirt paired with an off-white mid-sleeve T-shirt. She looked to be around twenty-something to thirty years old.
With intellectual styling and an elegant scholarly aura, her looks couldn't be called breathtaking, but she gave off a gentle and soothing impression—the kind of literary woman whose beauty grows on you.
With a smile on her face, she walked toward Su Yanfei and the others.
"Feifei, it's not even work time yet. Why did you come over so early today?"
As she spoke, the woman's eyes casually sized up Jiang Jun a few times, since he had entered the shop together with Su Yanfei.
After all, for as long as she could remember, Su Yanfei had always come to the shop by herself, let alone brought a boy along.
Still, this boy looked quite handsome, and he had quite a gentlemanly air when opening the door just now.
Su Yanfei smiled faintly and said, "There's still an hour before my shift, Sister Nan. I just happened to come to the shop early to borrow a space from you."
Hearing this, Meng Nan nodded knowingly, looking at the two of them with a meaningful gaze.
"No wonder."
A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she slowly said,
"There are private rooms in the book pavilion on the second floor. That happens to be a suitable place for young lovers to whisper sweet nothings."
As soon as these words were spoken—
Jiang Jun: !
Su Yanfei: ??