021: "To track, to monitor".
Huaiyan felt like she was being watched the whole time she was speaking on stage.
It's perfectly normal to have so many eyes on you from the audience.
But for some reason, there was always a gaze that followed him like a shadow, clinging to his back like a snake.
They kept wandering around, observing.
Huai Yan trembled involuntarily.
Before leaving the stage after his speech, he glanced in the man's direction.
Their eyes met.
Huaiyan saw that the man still had the same expression, clapping his hands lightly.
Jiang Ze, sitting diagonally behind the man, was looking at him with a half-smile.
Huai Yan: "..."
I have this strange feeling of being stared at by death.
However, he did have some interaction with Jiang Ze during the ceremony.
When the host asked everyone to go up for a group photo, Jiang Ze quietly stood next to him.
They were separated by the crowd after only a few seconds.
In the end, the man was the one beside Huaiyan.
Because there were too many people at the scene, Huaiyan didn't plan to go looking for Jiang Ze, so she obediently stood to one side of the man.
"Hello," someone suddenly poked their head out, their voice light and cheerful, "We meet again."
Huaiyan blinked and realized it was another person next to the man.
He remembered it.
The two appear to be friends and have a good relationship.
Remembering what 073 had said, Huaiyan still answered the other party.
"Hello," the boy said with a smile, "My name is Huaiyan."
Even if you don't know what the other party's intentions are, it's always good to take the initiative.
If I'm not mistaken, the person in front of me should be of similar status to the man.
By making myself known now, I might be able to help Jiang Ze when his company starts up in the future.
"I just saw you walking over with a guy," Fang Shaohan asked casually, "Is that your boyfriend?"
Huai Yan was still adjusting her position when she heard this and stumbled, her cheeks burning.
I always feel uncomfortable when men ask me this kind of question.
It's embarrassing.
"No, no," Huaiyan took a small step to the right and said softly, "I didn't..."
"ah--"
Before he could finish speaking, the boy suddenly screamed.
Amidst the bustling crowd, someone inexplicably pushed him.
Huaiyan fell straight to the right and instinctively grabbed the arm of the person next to her.
The man's forearm muscles were very strong, and he didn't budge an inch when the man suddenly pounced on him.
It held him firmly in place.
"What's wrong?"
Fu Tingyu's voice was calm, but he helped the person up without changing his expression.
Her voice is also pleasant to hear.
Huaiyan's ear tips were so red they looked like they could bleed, and she gripped the man's forearm tightly.
"Thank you," he stammered, "...someone pushed me..."
"Hmm." The man let him hold him without moving. "It's okay."
"ah……"
Huaiyan then realized that he had unknowingly come to rely on men.
He quickly let go of her hand, looking somewhat uneasy.
The man's sharp suit had several wrinkles showing on his forearms from his fidgeting.
"I'm sorry," Huaiyan apologized again, "I didn't mean to..."
The man didn't blame him, of course, but he said something else.
Huai Yan stood up, his hands and feet clasped together.
He felt that the man's voice sounded familiar.
I don't know where I heard it.
Logically speaking, such a pleasant and deep male voice should have left a very deep impression on him if he had heard it even once.
An answer vaguely surfaced in Huaiyan's mind.
But he couldn't remember for a moment.
After the ceremony, Huai Yan, still somewhat dazed, followed the crowd off the stage.
“When you go back today, you can give Y a hint on WeChat,” 073 said. “You can subtly express that you like him. If he is Jiang Ze, the chances of success later will be very high.”
If Y were Jiang Ze, he might already be halfway to success.
“Okay.” Huaiyan nodded obediently. “I’ll give it a try.”
The boy was very obedient, and when he wasn't talking, he looked docile and gentle.
As Huaiyan walked to the school gate, she didn't run into the troublemaking class monitor again.
As Jiang Ze was leaving the auditorium, he was pulled away by the teacher.
So Huaiyan doesn't have any tasks or classes right now, so she can go straight home.
It was close to midnight, the peak time for the subway.
As soon as you enter the subway station, it's packed with people.
Huaiyan hesitated for a moment, then decided to take the bus.
The bus stop is across from the school.
When Huaiyan wanted to cross the road, she realized that a car had stopped in front of her at some point.
Seeing him stop, the back window of the car slowly rolled down, revealing a familiar face.
"Shall I take you home?" Fang Shaohan looked at him and explained, "It's quite hot today."
Huaiyan took a half step back, her eyes widening in surprise and delight: "No need..."
He was thinking of refusing because he couldn't just reveal his address.
Huai Yan had even finished her draft when her eyes caught sight of the man on her right.
The man's casual gaze fell on him, carrying a questioning tone.
Looking into those dark red eyes, Huaiyan was speechless.
He swallowed his refusal and nodded, "Thank you."
That's strange.
Just like being attracted to a man, he always unconsciously moves closer when the other person appears.
Like some kind of fatal temptation.
-
Fang Shaohan's eyes held a hint of amusement.
"Why does he seem like he doesn't know you well?" he asked. "He doesn't recognize you yet?"
Fu Tingyu remained silent, watching the boy's figure gradually disappear before turning his gaze away.
“Well,” he said in a somber tone, “we’ve only met a few times.”
After all, this was the gentlest solution he could think of.
"That won't do, we have to hurry." Fang Shaohan clicked her tongue. "The guy next to him today looks promising."
They entered the auditorium together with Huaiyan.
"It's nothing." Fu Tingyu's eyes were slightly closed, a little weary. "They won't amount to anything."
Fang Shaohan always believed what her childhood friend said.
"Has the matter from last time been resolved?" Fang Shaohan asked casually. "Has the contract been finalized?"
Fu Tingyu paid off nearly five million yuan of Huaiyan's debt in one go last time.
The purpose is to prevent anyone from causing trouble again.
The boy was timid and fair-skinned, clearly having never suffered much hardship.
It seems like a docile cat, which can be trampled on at will.
Such a weak child is no match for a group of professional debt collectors.
There are at least 800 to 1000 people who were seriously injured and hospitalized by that group of people.
The boy was easily frightened and ended up getting beaten.
“It’s over,” Fu Tingyu’s voice was soft but clear. “Go contact the company there and take legal action.”
No matter what happens, the law can always punish it.
This is such a trivial matter, it's not his place to worry about it.
"Oh," Fang Shaohan smiled again, revealing her true purpose, "Does he know?"
Fu Tingyu: "..."
The air was silent.
Fang Shaohan only needed to look at Fu Tingyu's expression to know the answer.
"Are you really going to be an unknown, unsung hero?" Fang Shaohan sighed. "It's not that it's impossible, but it's just too slow."
Fu Tingyu remained silent.
Is it slow?
Actually, it's not that slow.
He ordered his men to install surveillance cameras all over the corridors and stairwells of the rented apartment.
The boy's room contained countless hidden cameras.
Even on his way to and from school, Huaiyan was constantly being watched.
At home and at school.
Before the other party even realized it, he had already invaded the boy's life.
The boy was too naive and didn't notice.
I wonder what the boy's expression will be when that day comes.
Was it terror, or fear?
But none of that mattered to Fu Tingyu.
All he needs to do is keep people by his side.
-
Huaiyan stood by the window until she saw the black car leave before she drew the curtains.
“I have a feeling we’ll meet again someday,” 073 said meaningfully. “This shouldn’t be a coincidence.”
Several times.
If the previous encounters were coincidences...
So, the invitation to Huaiyan to get in the car at the school gate must have been for a purpose.
"Should we get closer?" Huaiyan asked blankly. "Didn't you say it would be useful?"
"It's better to give it a try than to do nothing."
073 paused for a moment and said, "I'll go to headquarters for a meeting first, and while I'm at it, I'll copy the plot back."
Previously, when we were in the AI world, 073 only sent over the text version.
Some NPCs or supporting characters, each with their own system, know very little about them.
"When I leave, go and chat with Y," 073 instructed worriedly. "Don't go anywhere, in case you run into a pervert."
The boy nodded firmly and said softly, "Okay."
073 needed time to return to headquarters for a meeting, and during this time, Huaiyan was alone.
The phone vibrated quickly, sending a message notification.
This is a message from Y.
-【Telephone】
Since the last live stream was banned, the platform has not released Huaiyan.
Therefore, Huaiyan has no plans to do a live stream in the next few days.
After all, he has already set his sights on the biggest goal and the most important ranking.
The voice call popped up quickly.
Huaiyan answered the call.
“Sir,” the boy cleared his throat, his soft voice sweet, “Good evening.”
"Um."
The man continued with his official duties as usual, the sound of papers turning over was unusually clear.
"I was quite busy with the opening ceremony today, so I didn't get a chance to chat with you," Huaiyan explained kindly. "It was an accident today; I'll call you next time."
Even if a man spends a million, he can still make a few voice calls without losing anything.
"Opening ceremony?"
"Yes, school starts today."
The boy answered questions politely and was very well-behaved. "I usually get home very late, but my neighbor brought me home when I was at the school gate."
"Neighbor?" the man asked casually. "Have you met him?"
“Yeah, I saw him once at a breakfast shop before, and I thought he was probably a neighbor,” Huaiyan smiled. “He was very tall, and there was someone else with him that I didn’t recognize.”
After he finished speaking, Y didn't reply.
Huai Yan remained calm and continued, "However, I don't have many classes this semester, so I'll be back very early in the future."
The man didn't continue the topic, but simply said in an unquestionable tone, "Send over the class schedule."
The tone was very assertive, with the air of someone in a superior position.
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