I never believed in the nonsense about fate meant to fool children. I only believe that my destiny is always held firmly in my own hands. It is not fate controlling me; it is I who control fate. Once, I risked everything for a woman, yet she remained devoted to me her entire life. Was that right? Or wrong? Perhaps in this world, there is no right or wrong; in the face of overwhelming power, right and wrong are merely excuses. Can I truly decide the difference between them? — The Memoirs of Yang Yi

Time flew by swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, the final day approaching the celebratory gala was almost here. Today, Yang Yi and Li Qian stood in the dance hall under the gaze of a music teacher who possessed a decent level of beauty and a very fine figure.

But Yang Yi and Li Qian were not the only ones in the dance hall; students from other classes, both male and female, were present too. The music teacher spoke then, "Students, I trust you have all been selected from your respective classes. Therefore, I will assign performance instruments to each of you based on your individual tastes and interests. You may now proceed to the instrument room on the left to make your selections."

"Yes!" The group of students chorused and headed towards the instrument room.

As for Yang Yi, he was proficient in all eighteen martial skills, so choosing any instrument was of no real concern to him. Thus, he casually moved toward a piano.

"It seems you’ve made your choice. Ah, very good, you shall play this one!" The music teacher had somehow appeared behind Yang Yi. From the first moment she saw this student, she sensed he was different. A roguish smile perpetually lingered on his lips, yet he seemed far better than those students whose faces were alight with excitement and eagerness. Truly, she possessed a discerning eye.

"Uh!" Yang Yi was momentarily surprised. He glanced sideways at the music teacher, feeling a wry amusement mixed with helplessness. Although he had read countless pieces of sheet music involving the piano in books and had often fantasized about playing them, he had never actually played a real piano before. A hint of hesitation crossed his mind.

"For a young man, the piano is an instrument for cultivating emotion. Whether it is the piano or a person, one must possess true ability to truly execute its potential!" The music teacher's words only caused Yang Yi to offer a more bitter smile.

Wasn't this a provocation directed at him?

"Alright, Teacher, I understand. I'll choose this one," Yang Yi said with an air of indifference, and then walked away.

The music teacher watched Yang Yi’s retreating back with a subtle smile, her thoughts hidden. Yet, she was not the only one paying attention to Yang Yi. Even Li Qian, who was holding a violin, spared him a cool glance, murmuring, "A rogue can play the piano? What a joke!"

Li Qian seemed to utterly disbelieve Yang Yi’s ability to play the piano. After whispering this to herself, she picked up the violin beside her and said to the teacher, "Teacher, I have made my selection."

"Good, everyone quickly make your choices. Once selected, you may return to practice a bit, and then we perform on stage tomorrow evening!" the music teacher stated calmly.

"Yes!"

...

Only one day remained until the New Cycle Student Gala. Yang Yi and his three companions were walking together towards the cafeteria right after school ended.

"Brother Yi, what are you planning to perform?" asked Fatty Lin, puffing out his slightly chubby cheeks.

"Yeah, Boss, we want to know too!" Xu Ming and Ye Xiaohou said in unison.

These two were intensely curious about Yang Yi. Of course, this curiosity was of a different kind—one shouldn't misunderstand. After learning the previous night that Yang Yi was the Dragon Lord of the legendary Black God Gang, the two felt Yang Yi grew increasingly mysterious. If a beautiful woman were present right now, one who already knew much about Yang Yi, their fervent desire to dig up secrets would likely not be easily quelled.

"Heh heh, actually, it’s nothing much. Just a casual performance. Besides, I can’t tell you what I’m performing. It’s part of the rules set by the organizers, something to add a bit of mystery!" Yang Yi replied with a dry chuckle.

"Damn, no way?" Xu Ming pouted. "But I'm quite envious of the Boss, getting to have zero-contact with beauties. My God! My beauties! Alas, they are not fated to be mine!"

"Screw you, can you stop bringing up beauties every day? Remember, we are rascals, we are lechers, but not the kind of casual rascals and lechers; we are those with breeding and quality, understand? Don't think that because we are rascals, we don't need to observe these things, damn it!" Yang Yi shot him a look.

"Giggle, Boss, you are so awesome! Hearing you say that, I admire you like a surging river, flowing endlessly!" Xu Ming said with a grin.

"Damn it, here we go again!" Yang Yi shook his head helplessly, muttered something under his breath, and completely ignored him, beginning to enjoy his dinner.

"I heard the organizing committee is being chaired by three of the Six Great Campus Beauties, and there’s even a set of twin sisters involved!" Ye Xiaohou said, a certain shameless smile flickering across his face.

However, his comment instantly jolted Fatty Lin, who had been silently shoveling rice, causing him to quickly swallow his mouthful and ask, "Are those twin sisters?"

"Yes, and I heard they are very sharp, looking almost like elves from the movies, which is why they are called the Elven Beauties!"

"Uh, Fourth Brother, let me ask you a question," Fatty Lin suddenly asked with a strange expression.

"Ask away!" Ye Xiaohou looked at him doubtfully.

Fatty Lin said, "Are those twin sisters like the pair of twins in The Deer and the Cauldron with Wei Xiaobao? You touch one, and this one responds, and the other one responds too?"

The moment these words left his mouth, Ye Xiaohou, Xu Ming, and even Yang Yi looked at him with utter contempt, shouting, "Damn! Shameless!"

"Second Brother, you’re not actually thinking of being Wei Xiaobao, are you? Getting two birds with one stone?" Ye Xiaohou narrowed his eyes as he spoke.

"I curse you, did I say that?" Fatty Lin appeared somewhat defensive, then resumed shoveling his rice, his eating manner looking rather terrifying.

"He's talking out of his rear end!" Ye Xiaohou seemed to have seen through Fatty Lin.

Just then, Xu Ming jumped in, saying, "Fourth Brother, stop nagging Second Brother. At least he has the aspiration to pursue them. What about you? Damn, you're full of all those useless theories on picking up girls, yet I’ve never seen you manage to land one!"

Ye Xiaohou was immediately rendered speechless. He knew this was true; while he was indeed brilliant regarding those theories on wooing women—no... perhaps incredibly brilliant—Alas, heaven seemed unkind, and he still hadn't managed to find a single girlfriend!

Yang Yi glanced calmly at Fatty Lin, his thoughts unknown. Having grown up with Fatty Lin since childhood, Yang Yi naturally understood his friend’s intentions. As he thought, a faint smile suddenly curved his lips.

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