I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 49 - 0 Every dog has its day

49: 049 Every dog has its day

49: 049 Every dog has its day

It’s hard to refuse earnest hospitality.

“Go, Jiang senior!”

Fan Feiyu smirked.

Jiang Chen was never one to act coy or shy; he tilted his head back and drained the can of beer in one gulp before standing up.

“Here, senior,” said the boy as he handed Jiang Chen the guitar and made room for him.

“That’s Jiang Chen?”

“Didn’t expect him to be quite handsome.”

“I heard he’s attending this event for Li Shuru.”

The girls whispered among themselves and their glances towards Jiang Chen were tinged with varying degrees of curiosity.

Many had heard of Jiang Chen’s reputation, but very few truly understood him.

A thick skin can be advantageous; Jiang Chen remained composed, unconcerned by the gazes from all directions as he sat on the stool and tentatively strummed the guitar’s strings.

“I’m about to make a fool of myself.”

Someone whistled to heighten the mood.

“This guy really knows how to play it cool,” muttered Zheng Jingjing.

Li Shuru watched silently as the figure started to play the guitar.

“Enchanting eyes trace the Milky Way

Through cracks in time resolutely they stay,

Guiding the orbit where I stray”

“Wow, it’s ‘Mercury Record’!”

“He actually sings so well?”

“A guy like this is really a ‘lick-dog’?”

Good news rarely leaves the house, while bad news spreads far and wide.

That’s just how societal rules work.

Jiang Chen’s bad reputation was widespread, yet his virtues were scarcely known.

“In this moment’s glance, so tight,

Closest distance in the night,

Tracing the texture of your skin,

Along the crooked arm begins,

A dream made just for you,”

Not just the girls, even the boys found themselves immersed.

“Emotional, for sure.

You can’t sing with this feeling unless you’ve been dumped seven or eight times,” someone said.

“Respect.

He actually conveys the despair of parents’ divorce, personal sickness, a son gone astray, a daughter turned technician, and a wife who ran off with someone else.”

“Listening to this song reminds me of past girlfriends: Wen Wen, Jing Jing, Hui Hui, Lei Lei, Yi Yi, Wei Wei, Qing Qing, Lan Lan, Min Min, Jiao Jiao, Ting Ting, Si Si, Chun Chun, Jia Jia, Qi Qi, Qi Qi, Meng Meng, Xia Xia, Wan Wan, Xin Xin…

are you all doing well?”

“How much further to enter your heart?

How much longer before we can be near?

The one who seems close yet out of reach,

Is also waiting for a chance to meet,

A wandering planet,

How can it

Possess you?”

Several people couldn’t help but hum along.

“Let others piece together our story,

I can’t be bothered to explain,

Interpret it as you will,

When someone wants to see me shattered,

I’m already resilient,

Reborn anew,”

Jiang Chen gently plucked the guitar strings; with a clean face and a comfortable demeanor, he looked nothing like a ‘lick-dog’ but rather a true guitar prince.

In the spotlight, under the beautiful serene moonlight, he seemed to be haloed.

Many girls watched him infatuated, their gaze growing increasingly hazy and absent-minded.

“How much further to enter your heart?

How much longer before we can be near?

The one who seems close yet out of reach,

Is also waiting for a chance to meet,

Planets on a Journey

How could I

Possess you”

The setting sun was immersed in the orange woodland, the evening breeze surrendered to sincere love, and I was lost in your graceful charm.

When Jiang Chen’s fingers halted, everyone lingered in the aftertaste, unable to extricate themselves.

“Go, hurry.”

As Jiang Chen stood up, a sophomore girl, coaxed repeatedly by her friends, somehow procured a bunch of foxtail grass as a substitute for flowers and finally mustered the courage to run up to him.

“Senior Jiang, your singing is really nice!”

Stuffing the foxtail grass into Jiang Chen’s hands, the girl didn’t dare to look at Jiang Chen squarely, her eyes downcast and her face flushed with shyness.

Even a sycophant can have their day, huh.

“Thank you.”

Jiang Chen hadn’t expected to have “fans,” but he didn’t feel embarrassed.

After a brief moment of surprise, he graciously thanked his first fan.

“Give a hug!”

“Give a hug!”

“Give a hug!

Give a hug!

Give a hug!”

No one knew who shouted first, but as a result, everyone began to egg them on.

The girl’s cheeks turned the color of blooming peach blossoms, but she stood her ground in front of Jiang Chen, without running away.

The meaning was clear, even to a pig.

The shouting grew louder.

Jiang Chen was a gentleman who cherished the fairer sex and couldn’t let a girl lose face, especially since she was his fan.

He took the initiative to hug the girl gently, considerate and gentlemanly.

“Wow!!!”

Cheers roared like a tidal wave.

Jiang Chen acted as if nothing had happened, but the girl couldn’t bear it; with a whimper, she blushed and ran away.

“Shu Rui, look at him, he’s really such a bastard!”

Zheng Jingjing watched with clenched teeth; one would think Jiang Chen was her boyfriend.

“I actually thought he was deeply devoted, but it turns out he’s just another lecher!”

Li Shuru, however, was indifferent, her expression unchanged as she shifted her gaze to admire the beautiful night scene she couldn’t see in the city.

“Awesome!”

Watching Jiang Chen approach, Fan Feiyu gave a thumbs-up.

“Senior Jiang, I think your singing is better than those of professional singers, no techniques, all emotion.”

Jiang Chen sat down, “Why do I feel like you’re insulting me?”

“No, I’m being totally sincere.”

Fan Feiyu glanced at the bunch of foxtail grass he’d placed on the table and teased, “Senior Jiang, that girl is not bad, a pure and lovely type, definitely obedient.

Don’t you want to consider her?”

“With my reputation, why would I want to bring disaster upon her?”

Jiang Chen shook his head and cracked open another can of beer.

“Then why are you not afraid of bringing disaster upon Li Shuru?”

Fan Feiyu quickly asked.

Jiang Chen was suddenly at a loss for words.

Fan Feiyu couldn’t help but glance in Li Shuru’s direction.

“Senior Jiang, to hug other girls right in front of her, aren’t you afraid she…”

Truth be told, he admired the other’s guts.

If it had been him pursuing Li Shuru, he wouldn’t even dare to talk to another girl, much less engage in such intimate behavior as hugging other girls.

This is not sycophancy.

Could a sycophant be this bold?!

“Shu Rui is not such a petty person,” Jiang Chen said succinctly, unbothered.

Not to mention that Li Shuru’s personality was not like most girls; if she really got jealous over this, he would actually be happy.

Li Shuru getting jealous would mean she had taken him to heart.

But now, what Li Shuru probably hoped for was that he would develop something further with that girl so that she could get rid of him.

“Jiang Chen, may I have a drink with you?”

There’s indeed a benefit to a man learning some talents.

And now someone else had taken the initiative to strike up a conversation.

If the previous sophomore girl was the pure and lovely type, then the girl now standing in front of Jiang Chen seemed more mature, with an oval face, soft flowing hair, gentle, and intellectual.

“Senior Jiang, you guys chat,”

Fan Feiyu had good judgment and tactfully stood up to leave, offering his seat to her.

Seeing another girl sit down by Jiang Chen, Zheng Jingjing, who had been secretly paying attention, slightly widened her eyes, somewhat incredulous.

When had this guy become so popular?!