Chapter 62: 062 Give Him A Surprise
After finishing dinner with Pei Ningle in the canteen, Wang Heng accompanied her to the bar outside the school gate, then slipped away.
There was still quite some time before the resident singing started, but Wang Heng didn’t stay even one extra minute, slipping away quite quickly.
So Pei Ningle could only sit in the bar, drinking free warm water, bored out of her mind.
Suddenly, a man with a slicked-back hairstyle came over and struck up a conversation: “Little sister, how old are you? You can’t drink alcohol, right?”
Pei Ningle shook the cup in her hand: “Yeah, so this is plain water.”
The man smiled again and said: “You’re already in a bar but drinking water, how boring is that? Older brother will treat you to a drink, okay?”
Pei Ningle countered: “You just said I’m too young to drink alcohol, but now you’re offering me one?”
“Just a small glass, rest assured, no problem.”
The young girl shook her head: “No, I’m going on stage later, so Brother Tao won’t even let me drink cola.”
“On stage?”
While the man was still stunned, he heard another voice from behind him; it was the bar owner Yan Zitao.
“Friend, you can hit on any other beauties in this place, but this little sister is an exception. She’s our professional resident singer.”
Resident singer? He glanced at Yan Zitao and realized he was indeed the bar owner. The previous two times he came to hook up with girls, he had seen Brother Tao instructing the waiters at the counter… But looking again at this girl with her youthful face, he really couldn’t believe it.
The man shrugged: “Little sister, what are you going to sing later? Nursery rhymes?”
Pei Ningle showed no sign of being provoked at all, just calmly replied: “You’ll know when you listen later.”
“Then I’ll wait and see.” With that, the man turned and walked away.
Yan Zitao glanced at him, withdrew his gaze, looked at the young girl in front of him, and said: “I found you a good gig.”
After the ordeal of going miles to deliver a kill to the kidnappers, plus Wang Heng’s repeated emphasis, Pei Ningle had already developed strong vigilance.
She asked warily: “What gig?”
Yan Zitao: “The Telecommunications University nearby. Their school is holding a welcome party for new students at the end of September, with song and dance performances. Perfectly, I know a teacher in their school’s administrative office, so I casually showed her your singing videos from here. She said she hopes you’ll come on stage to sing a couple of songs then, and they’ll pay you two thousand yuan.”
Pei Ningle was immediately stunned: “Two… two thousand yuan?”
Yan Zitao nodded: “You think it’s a bit low too, right? I think so too. I told her, you’re a top domestic key university, don’t be so stingy.”
The young girl slapped the table: “Is this stingy?!”
In her mind, singing two songs in less than ten minutes to earn two thousand yuan was already big shot treatment.
Yan Zitao laughed: “For a party singer, two thousand per time is pretty stingy. So I haggled for you and got it up to three thousand yuan. Think about it…”
“No need to think!” Pei Ningle interrupted eagerly, “I’ll take it, no problem!”
Hearing this, Yan Zitao smiled even more happily, just like being amused by the little niece at home.
He asked again: “Do you want to tell your cousin? If I remember right, he’s a student at Telecommunications University, right? Have him bring a group to cheer for you on site then.”
Pei Ningle thought about it and shook her head: “Nah, give him a surprise. When I suddenly go on stage at the party and scare him, that’ll be way more fun, right? Anyway, I don’t need cheering.”
Yan Zitao’s gaze carried a hint of admiration: “True, with your strength, after you sing two songs, there’ll definitely be lots of students turning into your fans. I asked that teacher, no advertising allowed on stage, but I can print a batch of flyers first. After you finish singing, have people hand them out at the school gate. Should bring in quite a few new customers for me…”
The young girl smiled a bit embarrassedly, but the sparkle in those big eyes was undoubtedly confidence.
She thought for a moment and asked: “So, do I need to do a rehearsal?”
“I’m not sure about that, you can ask her directly.” Saying this, Yan Zitao took out a business card. “Communicate with this teacher. Just say I recommended you. She’s already seen your videos and is looking forward to you a lot…”
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When Wang Heng returned to the dormitory, he saw that his desk had been taken over.
Sun Xing Si was sitting at Wang Heng’s desk playing a game, but using his own laptop computer. And the teammates playing together with him were Tang Hexing and Fu Hanwen.
“Wait just a bit, this match is about to end!” Sun Xing Si glanced at the desk’s owner, but his hands didn’t stop moving.
Fu Hanwen couldn’t agree: “What do you mean about to end? This match is still early!”
Tang Hexing said weakly: “Um, our high ground towers are all gone…”
“Not over yet!” Fu Hanwen gripped the mouse tightly.
However, two minutes later, their crystal finally exploded.
Sun Xing Si hugged his computer and stood up, sighing: “Little Fu bro, you can’t carry us.”
Tang Hexing was also a bit melancholy: “Lost three games in a row tonight.”
Fu Hanwen stared at his own 12 kills 3 deaths match record, then at Tang Hexing’s 0 kills 8 deaths, and Sun Xing Si’s 2 kills 9 deaths, speechless for a moment.
Seeing this, Wang Heng expressed deep sympathy. He held down Sun Xing Si, pressing the guy back to the desk: “You guys keep playing. Tonight you must break the losing streak curse. You can use this table. I’ll go up to bed and read.”
Sun Xing Si nodded solemnly: “Mm, we must break the curse!”
Tang Hexing: “Little Fu bro, you gotta try harder next game!”
Fu Hanwen: “…”
Wang Heng went to brush his teeth and wash his face, gloating.
There were still two or three hours until lights out. He finished washing up early, took a book to bed. The light on the upper bunk was quite sufficient, no need for the desk lamp.
Tonight, Wang Heng was reading a book《Python Advanced and Practical Case Collection》.
In the previous cycle, from initial self-study to successfully switching majors, then entering Lu Qi’s company after graduation… he had always used C language. But now thinking about trends seven years later, he felt it necessary to learn something fresh.
Compared to being a code grunt, if he could master fields like artificial intelligence and big data, and give himself a title like ‘AI scientist’ or ‘data scientist’, wouldn’t that be even better?
The key was, he could get ahead of others in this area, and it wouldn’t conflict at all with earning big money. He could research while playing investment opportunities like bitcoin. Before even graduating undergrad, he’d become both an academic genius and a multimillionaire… As he was fantasizing, Wang Heng suddenly snapped back, quickly reining in his mind’s daydreaming, and opened the book in his hand.
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Thanks to Mo Jiu Yao and Peiti Qiwus classmate for the rewards, and everyone’s recommendation ticket support—during the new book recommendation period, this recommendation ticket data seems pretty important, so thanks everyone!
And, though it’s a bit late past midnight, I still have to say—Happy Lantern Festival!
