Zuo Tianpei said, "These girls merely appreciate my music—they don't truly understand my melodies. The person who moves me must be a mature woman who grasps the deeper meaning behind my music. Unfortunately, so far, I haven't found such a companion!" "Wei Ze! Tell me—has someone truly captured your heart?" Zhao Yuanhang asked, noticing Fan Wei Ze playing a street basketball game on his laptop. Fan Wei Ze was so absorbed in the game that he didn't even look up, simply shaking his head. "Why don't I teach you two techniques for pursuing girls? Don't hesitate—be bold when you need to. You're too reserved, always unsure of how to express your feelings when meeting girls. Be bold, even bolder! When you're in love, just say it out loud: 'Sister, take a bold step forward! Brother, I'll come rushing to meet you!' " Zhao Yuanhang, self-proclaimed a romantic expert, has a solid set of strategies for winning over campus girls. "I think you're just a hopeless romantic! We don't move around like you—constantly chasing girls, only to see the excitement fade as quickly as it arrives!" Fan Wei Ze remarked. "I'm not a young man who's ever been romantic—what do you know? Don't forget our agreement, our bet—I've won this today!" Zhao Yuanhang beamed with confidence. "Great! It's a perfect weekend day—let's see who comes out on top!" Zuo Tianpei smiled and added, "I've bet with you that our three-point shooting king, Fan Weizhe, will judge the final result!" "Today's performance is going to be absolutely captivating—you'll see it right away. If you lose, don't hesitate to back out—your grand piano is mine!" Zhao Yuanhang smiled with a sly air, as if he'd been preparing for this all along. Indeed, after several performances by the other students, under the subtle cue from Zhao Yuanhang's eyes, the host suddenly announced, "Next, please welcome Zhang Xiaoli to the stage, joining Zhao Yuanhang to perform the theme song of 'The Playful Kiss'! Let's give them a warm welcome!" Zhang Xiaoli was pleasantly surprised to step onto the stage and begin singing with Zhao Yuanhang. However, without left Tianpei's piano accompaniment, despite the presence of the theme song's background music, it still fell short for Zhang, who is a music enthusiast. The beautiful melody of Tianpei's opening performance of "Agreement" continued to echo in her ears, and she needed Tianpei's music to fully immerse herself in the moment. Zhao Yuanhang also noticed that he was struggling to find his singing rhythm. Since neither of them could get into their rhythm, their coordination was poor, and the audience began to stir. Zhao Yuanhang grew increasingly anxious, casting a pleading glance toward Zuo Tianpei. Zuo smiled to himself and then began to play and sing earnestly by his beloved piano: "I can't find a good reason to block this intimacy—it feels so strange..." The gentle, soothing melody of piano and voice gradually calmed the nerves of everyone present. Zhang Xiaoli immediately started moving to the rhythm and singing along with the beat. Zhao Yuanhang, too, found his rhythm in this beautiful performance. As the two gradually synchronized with each other under the influence of the music, the audience began to applaud. As both grew more deeply involved and more in sync, when they reached the lines, "I think I'm slowly falling for you, because I now have the courage to love, I'm impulsive, I embrace the little pranks you give me, the pranks you give me...", Zhang Xiaoli was completely absorbed in the music. Without realizing it, Zhao Yuanhang gently kissed her lips, causing the audience to gasp. Reacting to the sudden noise, Zhang Xiaoli froze in place, only to find that the song had just finished. Zhao Yuanhang had already returned to Fan Weizhe and Zuo Tianpei, and she too found herself back on the stage floor. Staring blankly at the stage, Zhang Xiaoli thought: That kiss felt so genuine—such a moment was hard to accept. What had Zhao Yuanhang been thinking? Why did he choose this exact moment to kiss me? What did it mean? The final outcome of Zhao Yuanhang and Zuo Tianpei's bet was fairly judged by Fan Weizhe: "Although an impromptu kiss was formed, it could not have happened without Zuo Tianpei's accompanying music. Therefore, the two bets are evenly matched—neither wins over the other. On a bright afternoon, on the campus sports field, Zuo Tianpei watched many male students one after another fall, looking defeated and embarrassed in front of the girls, and said to Zhao Yuanhang, 'Your racing performance today was excellent! You managed to predict every single one of them correctly—now they're completely humiliated!' 'Of course! My victory today was entirely due to the advantage of this phone I'm holding!' said Zhao Yuanhang, pulling out a smartphone. 'Can a phone really race? Isn't that just a joke?' Fan Weizhe interjected. 'That's absolutely true—this phone features a racing game, and it's precisely through playing this game that I discovered the winning strategy for racing!' said Zhao Yuanhang with pride. 'Oh?' Fan Wei Ze and Zuo Tian Pei were both fully focused on this smartphone. " The screen display is absolutely stunning!" Fan Wei Ze admired. " The design is fresh and stylish!" Zuo Tian Pei expressed a touch of envy. Zhao Yuan Hang was especially proud, proudly showcasing his phone when suddenly, it was knocked by an external force and fell to the ground. Before they could even figure out what had happened, a voice came through: "Your phone is already outdated—this was the Disney limited edition from last year. You'd better find a trash can and throw it away!" The three looked up to see a tall, handsome young man wearing a high-collar windbreaker, with an unruly, confident demeanor, clearly dismissive, as if he hadn't even noticed them. "Pick it up! I'll give you two seconds to apologize to me!" Zhao Yuan Hang had never been treated this way before—he was furious. Zuo Tianpei and Fan Wei Ze had never seen such a scene before, because no one in the academy had ever dared to treat them this way—they were stunned. Gao Liang didn’t answer directly. He stepped one foot onto the smartphone and twisted it firmly several times, saying, “This is how I apologize!” “You… you’re being outrageous!” Zhao Yuanhang was filled with passion, his anger surging to his forehead. He clenched his fists and charged straight at Gao Liang’s head. Gao Liang remained steady, showing no fear or retreat. When Zhao Yuanhang’s punch came, he extended his right hand, grasped Zhao’s wrist, and gave a smooth taekwondo move, sending him spinning. With a crisp “thud,” Zhao landed heavily on the empty ground five meters away, crashing straight down. He let out a sharp cry of pain, causing the surrounding male and female students to gasp in surprise. Fan Weizhe and Zuo Tianpei rushed over to help Zhao Yuanhang, who had fallen injured. At this point, Zuo Tianpei couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to say to Gao Qiang, "You're so proud!" "What's the difference? You and me, out!" Gao Qiang replied with a look of contempt. This statement deeply angered Zhao Yuanhang, who prepared to charge forward, but was held back by Fan Weizhe and Zuo Tianpei. "You just ambushed me—don't count that as a win! Now you're giving me a speech in English? How about we settle this at some point of our choosing!" Zhao Yuanhang didn't want to lose face in front of the onlookers. "Fine! If you want a one-on-one match, I'll show you what a black belt in taekwondo is made of. If you'd like to try something else, just pick your strongest event—I'll be right there!" Gao Qiang clearly didn't take Zhao Yuanhang seriously. "Alright! That shows some spirit! Don't regret it! See you on the sports field next Friday!" Zhao Yuanhang felt confident now. The male and female classmates said, "Now, Zhao Yuanhang is definitely going to win!" Gao Ruo Lan, however, pretended not to hear, feeling that nothing could possibly challenge him. On this bright, sunny Saturday, Gao Ruo Lan carried her school bag, rode her bicycle out of the house, and headed off to attend the rehearsal for the opening ceremony organized by the student club at the college. She wore a beautiful new outfit purchased recently by her mother. Her mother had recently met a kind stranger who had bought all of her daughter's drinks and juices, and the money earned from that had enabled her to buy the outfit. Though the family's financial situation was not particularly strong, her mother wanted to ensure that her daughter wouldn't feel embarrassed. After all, Saint Dorothy Mary Business College was one of the world's top business schools—a prestigious institution—and it was absolutely essential that her daughter not appear modest or underdressed. On this Saturday, Gao Ruo Lan did not return home. While at the college, holding the karate DVD in her hands, she suddenly had a fresh inspiration and felt eager to showcase her new karate skills. So, she hailed a taxi at the gate and headed toward the Tianwai You Tian Karate The driver was going rather slow, which was driving Gao Liang crazy. He kept urging him, saying, "Don't you know how to drive? Are you moving like a snail!" "Sir! I'm going as fast as I can! Do you think this is a race?" The driver didn't speed up.