Chapter 175: Knows A Bit Of Fist And Foot
Dawn’s faint light pierced through, as early autumn’s thin mist draped the university campus like a light veil.
Yu Wei wore a simple gray hoodie and brown trousers, with a black mask, discreetly entering through the side door.
On Monday, Sakuraya Rio had an early morning eight o’clock class, so as the Celebrity Observer, he could only record the program for the day as an auditor.
Despite the rushed schedule, he was still captivated by the campus scene—watching groups heading toward the canteen and teaching building, Yu Wei couldn’t help recalling his own university days.
No wonder rebirth novels always have a market; no matter how many years pass, youth and campus life never fade from memory.
Yu Wei now had considerable fame, but as he strolled through the campus, no one recognized him for the moment, partly because no one expected him to show up.
On the other hand, how many university students attending early morning eight o’clock classes were sober enough to recognize people? Bringing a textbook was already impressive…
Passing through the lake area and tree-lined path, the teaching building came into clearer view, and he happily encountered Sakuraya Rio, the translator, and the photography team downstairs.
To avoid disrupting classroom order too much, the program team only sent two photographers: one for wide shots and one for close-ups.
“You can go in once you’re ready, Little Yu.”
The other photography team staff called Yu Wei “Teacher,” but Old Zhang was the exception, as they had really bonded during that car trip, so there was no need to fuss over titles.
“Let’s go.”
Professional classes for international students here were in both Chinese and English, and since Sakuraya Rio’s Chinese wasn’t good, she naturally signed up for the English class.
Usually, those taking English major classes were international students, so Yu Wei wasn’t worried about being recognized by too many people; he probably hadn’t reached international fame yet.
However, the one thing giving Yu Wei a headache was that Sakuraya Rio was actually studying sociology…
This major wasn’t very common; the first time he heard of it was in The Three-Body Problem 2, and even after encountering it a few times later, he still didn’t know much about it.
Actually, sociology was quite popular among international students because social phenomena have a lot in common, cultural barriers aren’t that thick, and the major is quite inclusive.
The first period of the early eight was Introduction to Sociology; the classroom wasn’t crowded but had various skin tones, and Yu Wei even spotted a black buddy in the first row who didn’t understand the language.
They weren’t too noisy, but the camera equipment was too conspicuous; as soon as they entered the classroom, several people glanced over, seemingly quite surprised by their arrival.
However, with the arrival of the teacher, this doubt quickly dissipated; after his simple introduction, everyone understood the purpose of Yu Wei and the others.
So they were here to film a promotional video for the school?
Essentially, yes; the school would actively cooperate with the program filming, partly for exposure reasons.
As long as they participated in the program filming, the university would be recognized and understood by more people—it was a sure win.
After the class bell rang, the program recording began; although a few students still glanced at them occasionally, overall, there was no chaos.
After all, not many people recognized Yu Wei; most were just curious why this guy was here…
Yu Wei didn’t mind others looking, but when the black buddy looked at him, Yu Wei actually felt a bit of crisis— what if he had heard “Sunshine Rainbow Little White Horse”?
Sociology was somewhat abstract to Yu Wei, but since they were recording the program, he didn’t dare slack off openly; then, turning his head, he saw Sakuraya Rio next to him happily reading a novel.
Useless at studying, though she was reading his book…
The first half of the early class was fairly peaceful for Yu Wei, but good times didn’t last; in just one break, news of Yu Wei filming at the school spread to others.
No one knew who spread the message, but the originally fine Introduction to Sociology class was showing signs of being watched by the end.
Quite a few students came to the corridor outside to watch the excitement; a few bolder ones even slipped in through the back door while the teacher faced the blackboard, found a seat, and greeted Yu Wei from afar.
By the end of the class, the classroom had several extra classmates.
The teacher was aware of this but didn’t bother inquiring; young people loving to watch excitement was normal, and they could listen to the class as a bonus without loss.
When he announced the end of class, the corridor outside was already impassable.
Don’t underestimate the influence of an artist with ability and a flair for antics among young people; it should be said that the largest proportion of Yu Wei’s fans were young people.
They weren’t coming from far away either; everyone had classes nearby anyway, so joining the fun after early eight was a no-brainer.
Seeing Yu Wei made this early eight worth it!
When Yu Wei’s gaze fell from the classroom onto the crowd, visible excitement rippled through the group.
Everyone waved at him eagerly, hoping for his attention, while holding up their mobile phones high to capture close-up images of the star.
Yu Wei, used to big scenes, stayed composed until a bold male university student in the crowd shouted loudly.
“Hurry up and update.”
Damn, urging to update has gone offline now?
……
“Oh ho ho, not bad, not bad.”
Qi Luo An was very satisfied with her current first subscription data; though she knew it wasn’t truly her strength, seeing the growth still secretly thrilled her.
She remembered Yu Wei saying that writing books needed some positive feedback; now she finally had a deeper understanding of that.
This data made her willing to get up and write tens of thousands of words right now.
While Qi Luo An was quickly thinking about the subsequent plot, her former roommate suddenly sent several messages saying Yu Wei was filming at the school right now.
University fresh news spread fast; usually, a confession on the sports field would be known to over half the school in minutes, let alone a star with built-in traffic.
“What?”
Somewhat incredulous, she opened the on-site video from her roommate: Yu Wei was sitting quietly listening in their school’s classroom, with two photographers filming from front and back.
It really was them…
Qi Luo An’s gaze involuntarily fell on the girl beside Yu Wei; so the civilian contestant this episode was actually a schoolmate?
She hadn’t managed to attend class with Yu Wei last time, yet someone else beat her to it—even from their school.
Plus yesterday’s bookstore; Qi Luo An suddenly felt a bit prickly—others had what she had, and others had what she didn’t…
This schoolmate’s move was too ruthless.
She flipped through a few more photos, from the classroom being impassable to them leaving with security’s help, and couldn’t help feeling curious.
“Where are they now?”
She had participated in Music Blind Box and knew the general program process; the star’s life experience was a full day, so today’s filming shouldn’t be over.
“Seems like they went to the sports field.”
Qi Luo An replied with a thumbs-up OK gesture, then quickly got up and packed; she had to go to the site for this excitement.
Her rented place was close to school, just a few minutes’ walk; on the way, Qi Luo An wasn’t idle—her roommate’s “frontline reports” were updating in sync, and as expected, the program filming was still continuing.
Sakuraya Rio’s second period was PE class—the classic Monday early eight plus PE; who came up with this genius combo?
In university PE, Yu Wei had always chosen Tai Chi to slack off; ball sports were said to be high difficulty, and he hadn’t tried them, not sure if true.
Everyone said it was hard, but actually few failed PE…
Sakuraya Rio chose martial arts; one could only say foreigners were curious about kung fu with some stereotypes, so Yu Wei understood her choice.
University martial arts class should be learning Changquan or something.
Yu Wei didn’t have time to think deeply; he had just taken position on the sports field when he was soon surrounded by other classmates again.
Because the sports field had no obstructions, the watching crowd grew larger, soon forming inner and outer layers, leaving the other surrounded classmates somewhat at a loss.
Their fist practice was as abstract as could be, and being watched by so many would definitely make them embarrassed…
Even knowing everyone was there for Yu Wei, being inexplicably surrounded by so many wasn’t something one could stay calm about.
A normal PE class on the sports field wouldn’t have this many people; clearly, after news of Yu Wei being there spread, many came specifically.
Qi Luo An was one of them; by the time she arrived, the site was already impassable, and she couldn’t see inside.
Normally, she had some risk of being surrounded too, given her fame, but today she wasn’t worried.
Her popularity was nothing compared to Yu Wei’s; everyone would prioritize watching the more famous one.
Just as Qi Luo An pondered how to squeeze in, she saw a man in sports suit appearing at the crowd’s edge—a middle-aged guy who looked like a martial practitioner at first glance.
This should be the PE teacher; with him blocked outside, how could the class proceed?
Qi Luo An quickly had an idea: shouting for the teacher to make way while following behind him, seizing the chance to get to the front.
“???”
Yu Wei wanted to see who the PE teacher was, but looking up, he spotted Qi Luo An darting to the front.
You, a just-go-on-sale author, not writing, what are you doing here?
Qi Luo An seemed to read his gaze; she raised her hands, pretending to grip and nibble air by her mouth, making a gossip face.
Something this fun, and involving Yu Wei, was definitely more interesting to watch on-site.
The entering PE teacher didn’t waste time, quickly adjusting the formation for them to start warm-up.
As a newcomer, Yu Wei naturally stood in the corner with his own area, convenient for the program team to film.
The PE teacher seemed quite caring toward Yu Wei, passing by him three times even during simple warm-up; unaware people might think he wanted screen time.
“Let’s review what we learned before.”
PE classes usually had this segment, nothing special, but since Yu Wei hadn’t attended before, he could only imitate the postures.
A Man’s Wulin had plenty of movie moves from various styles; after perfectly mastering the performance, he now had some foundation—those few postures looked quite authentic.
Ho, this kid’s got it.
PE teacher Fu Xiang sized up Yu Wei’s horse stance and pushing palms: his form steady, left leg forward in bowed knee step, right leg back with straight knee and inward-pointing toes, looking exceptionally stable.
They say laymen watch the fun while experts watch the skill, but even a layman could see something in this scene.
In the eyes of the watching crowd, Yu Wei stood out from the crowd.
How many university students taking PE martial arts were serious? Plus being surrounded by so many, they couldn’t loosen up at all.
Contrasted by them, didn’t Yu Wei become standing out from the crowd?
