"Her family?" Yang Tao was taken aback. "Her family is even more extraordinary. Ning Aoxue has a very impressive father named Ning Fuxun. Have you heard that name before? He's been in the top ten of China's rich list for the past decade. His Ning Corporation is a leading, aircraft carrier-type enterprise group nationwide. For a girl like her, competing based on family background? That's just asking for trouble."

Yang Tao looked at Lin Feng as he spoke and chuckled, "Boss, it's not that I'm looking down on you, but based on your looks and current situation, pursuing Ning Aoxue would just be self-humiliation. Hehe, don't do anything foolish."

"Alas, the world laughs at me for being too mad, while I laugh at the world for not seeing the truth..." Lin Feng shot Yang Tao an annoyed glance and sighed. Then, he slumped onto the table and fell asleep.

...

"Lin Feng, just to let you know, we're having a class gathering this weekend. First, we're going for hot pot, then to Royal KTV to sing. You have to come."

During the break, Lin Feng, who was sound asleep, was shaken awake by the class monitor, Li Jun.

Lin Feng's class usually had a get-together after every major exam. However, Lin Feng had rarely attended in the past. Due to his quiet nature in class, his classmates had mostly ignored him.

But this time, thanks to Lin Feng's outstanding monthly exam results, his classmates no longer overlooked his presence.

Everyone contributed 100 yuan for the event. After school on Friday afternoon, organized by class monitor Li Jun, the class arrived at Liu Yishou Hot Pot Restaurant and booked a small private hall.

The atmosphere was lively. Starting with Li Jun, the boys drank round after round. The female classmates who had previously ignored Lin Feng now very proactively sought him out to drink with and get closer to him.

Since there were fewer boys in the liberal arts class, many of them were already tipsy after several rounds. Lin Feng, however, drank with gusto, growing bolder with each drink.

"Wow, Lin Feng is really good at drinking! I've never had a meal with him before; I didn't expect his alcohol tolerance to be this good..." a pretty girl whispered admiringly to her best friend.

"Exactly! In this month's exam, Lin Feng even surpassed the admission score for key universities. He's changed from a Gou Xiong to a hero! Suddenly, why do I feel he's become much more handsome..."

"He's always been handsome, okay? It's just that he always sat at the very back before, so we didn't notice him much. Looks like we'll have to pay more attention to him in the future... Teehee."

"Look at you, all love-struck. Could it be you like Lin Feng?"

"So what if I like him? I heard his mom is a high-level banking executive, and he's handsome. As long as he has a good personality and good grades... isn't he my perfect dream husband?"

"Er, you really are more than a little love-struck..."

...

After dinner, the twenty-odd classmates walked together to Royal KTV to sing. Class monitor Li Jun had already booked a large private room.

"Lin Feng, how about you sing a song?" a girl suggested after many others had already sung.

"Yeah, Lin Feng, sing one! We've never heard you sing before."

"Lin Feng, sing one!"

Once the suggestion was made, others chimed in enthusiastically.

It was a large, circular private room with sofas lining the walls. Everyone sat close together, and Lin Feng found himself sitting next to Tang Rou.

The atmosphere was electric. Lin Feng, caught up in the excitement, stood up, took the microphone, and began to sing the theme from 'A Chinese Ghost Story': "The road of life, where beautiful dreams stretch on. Along the way, wind and frost, wind and frost that dry upon the face..."

His rendition of "A Chinese Ghost Story" left everyone dumbfounded. Although this was an old song, Lin Feng's interpretation was filled with a sense of worldly weariness and melancholy, as if sung by someone who had experienced countless cycles of life and death. The feeling was extremely captivating.

"Wow, he's like a reincarnation of Leslie Cheung! He sings so well!"

"He sings really well!"

"Bravo!"

When the song ended, everyone applauded and cheered enthusiastically. As Lin Feng sat down, Tang Rou, also clapping, watched him thoughtfully. In that moment when Lin Feng sang, she seemed to see a different Lin Feng—mature, profound, and nothing like the goofy boy she usually saw in class.

"Just singing is boring. I say, let's play a game," class monitor Li Jun proposed.

"Great! What game should we play?"

"We've all grown tired of dice games, murder mystery games, and Mafia. Let's play something new today—the Bell Ringing Game, haha." As Li Jun spoke, he took out a bell and a strange deck of cards, clearly well-prepared.

Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Li Jun explained, "The game's simple. One person stands at the door ringing the bell, without looking into the room. Meanwhile, the people in the room pass a pillow from one to another. They continue until the bell ringer stops ringing the bell. At that point, everyone stops passing the pillow. Whoever ends up holding the pillow comes to me and draws a card. Whatever instructions are written on the card, that person must do them. Let me be clear, no cheating, okay?"

"Class monitor, what's written on the cards?" someone asked.

"These are special cards I bought. They all have all sorts of quirky pranks on them. You'll find out when you draw one. It's a secret for now, haha. How about this: I'll ring the bell first. After that, whoever draws a card gets to ring the bell."

After Li Jun's explanation, everyone in the class was immediately intrigued by this new game.

The game began.

Li Jun stood at the door of the private room, facing outward, not looking inside. "Begin!" he called out, then started ringing the bell.

Inside the room, a small grey pillow began to be passed from person to person to the rhythm of the bell.

"Stop!"

After about thirty seconds, Li Jun shouted and stopped ringing the bell.

"Damn, this isn't fair..." Yang Tao grumbled, looking at the pillow in his arms with a pained expression. The rest of the class snickered.

"Fatty, come on, draw a card," Li Jun said, coming over and holding out the deck to Yang Tao.

It was essentially a deck of playing cards, but in addition to numbers, each card also had various prank ideas written on them, making it a multipurpose deck.

Everyone was curious: what kind of pranks were written on these cards?

Yang Tao sighed and randomly picked a card from Li Jun's hand. It was the four of diamonds. In the center of the card was written: "Do ten sit-ups."

"Damn it, you're kidding me!" Seeing the card, Yang Tao wailed like a stuck pig.

He was already on the chubby side, so doing ten sit-ups would be absolute torture for Yang Tao. But with his classmates egging him on, he had no choice. He lay down in the center of the room and, gathering all his strength, reluctantly managed to do ten sit-ups.

The girls watched in fear. What if one of us draws that card? they wondered.

"Next round begins! Fatty, you ring the bell!" Li Jun then announced.

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