Pursuing Her Best Friend after Confession Failed-Chapter 50 - 49: With just a sound, she dazzled the entire summer.

Jiang Zhiyu’s eyes seemed to possess a certain destructive power. Her pleading gaze, full of tender feeling and pitiable charm, made it impossible for anyone to refuse her. Imagine this: a campus belle-level beauty dressed in Hanfu, who was also a wealthy young lady from an influential background, and the number one ranked female player in *Battle Starry Sky*... What would you do if she looked at you with those tender eyes, her small hands clutching your arm, asking you to write a song for her? Would you refuse her outright? Perhaps only a man with an incredibly firm will—or one not interested in women at all—could find it in his heart to reject her.

Li Yuan was so captivated by Jiang Zhiyu’s gaze that a faint current ran through his body, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake.

Oh no, her eyes really do seem to be electric!

Li Yuan felt a surge of panic. He suddenly realized that after his rebirth, he had lost all resistance to beautiful things. First, it was Zhong Tingyue, and now Jiang Zhiyu. Just being near them made his heart pound.

Could it be that once a formerly devoted admirer turns over a new leaf, he immediately becomes a womanizer who falls for every pretty face he sees? Or has my emotional fortitude always been this fragile? Was it just that before, my heart was completely occupied by Bai Weixi, my perfect, idealized first love? This Peach Blossom Luck is a bit overwhelming. It’s true what they say: once a person improves themself, the people around them change as well. If I hadn’t been reborn and written *Battle Starry Sky*, someone of my status would never have crossed paths with a wealthy young lady with heaven-defying looks like Jiang Zhiyu. So, it’s true. As long as a man focuses on becoming better, he doesn’t need to chase women; they might just chase him instead. Women are meant to be attracted, not won over by fawning. The grandmasters truly didn’t deceive me. When you are excellent enough, a girl might tell you she’s single even if she has a boyfriend, just to make room for you...

Li Yuan suppressed the wild thoughts in his mind and didn’t pull his arm away, letting Jiang Zhiyu hold onto it. Heh, this is the privilege of a beautiful, wealthy young lady. A beautiful woman should have some special privileges, shouldn’t she? The feeling was even more wonderful because this top-tier beauty was also one of his hardcore fans.

Curious, he asked, "Cilantro, why do you want to write a song?" He added, "Besides, I’m tone-deaf and completely clueless when it comes to musical scores and composition."

Hearing that Li Yuan hadn’t outright refused, Jiang Zhiyu was secretly delighted. The smile on her face grew wider, her large eyes blinking as she explained cheerfully, "Xia Hua, in a little over two weeks, our school’s Welcome Party will be held right after the freshman military training ends. As the president of the Music Club, I need to perform on stage, and I want to sing an original song."

"So, I thought of you and came looking for you," she continued. "Xia Hua, you can write a novel as amazing as *Battle Starry Sky*, so I’m sure you can write beautiful lyrics, right? My favorite Talented Li. I can handle the composition myself!"

Having said that, Jiang Zhiyu gazed at Li Yuan tenderly, awaiting his answer.

"Cilantro, you’re already a sophomore or junior? And you’re the president of the Music Club? That’s pretty impressive!" Li Yuan couldn’t help but take a deeper look at the petite, dependent, yet quirky Jiang Zhiyu. This wealthy young lady who arrived in a Rolls-Royce was actually his senior.

Seniors are great—pretty, with melodious voices, and easy to push over.

"That’s right! I started school early, so even though I’m a sophomore, I’m still two months younger than you. I just had my 18th birthday last month," Jiang Zhiyu explained shyly, afraid Li Yuan might be bothered by her being in a higher grade.

"Wow, you’re quite amazing," Li Yuan praised her sincerely. To be a freshman at seventeen in a prestigious 985 university in Modu, and to become the Music Club president as a sophomore—it was a testament to her excellence.

Receiving Li Yuan’s compliment, the smile on Jiang Zhiyu’s face grew even wider, her large, dark eyes curving into crescents. "Xia Hua, you’re the one who’s amazing. You’re my idol."

Li Yuan smiled. I don’t know much about songwriting, but I remember a lot of good songs from my past life. They were all massive hits, wildly popular. Any one of them could take the music world by storm. He hesitated for a moment, wondering if it was worth giving one to Jiang Zhiyu. But we’ve been chatting online for so long, and she’s a hardcore fan who gifted me two Gold Mengs. Giving her a song shouldn’t be a big deal. Of course, the main reason is that her beauty is so striking it’s almost unfair. And I’ve always been a sucker for a pretty face.

"Cilantro, I’ve never heard you sing, so I don’t know what kind of songs would suit you," he said.

Jiang Zhiyu’s eyes twinkled, a smile gracing her lips. "Xia Hua, do you want to hear me sing now?"

Li Yuan nodded. I really do want to hear a beautiful girl who studies music performance sing. That must be a unique pleasure in itself!

"Would you be willing to sing for me?" he asked. "It’s quiet here, and not many people are passing by."

Jiang Zhiyu shyly glanced at their surroundings, then saw the look of expectation in Li Yuan’s eyes. She asked, "Alright. What type of songs do you like? Whose songs do you listen to?"

In his past life, he had liked singers like Jay Chou and Xu Song. He could sing most of their songs, remembering the lyrics and melodies, along with some traditional-style music.

Li Yuan smiled and replied, "I like Jay Chou’s songs. Can you sing ’Blue and White Porcelain’?"

*Blue and White Porcelain* was a traditional-style song, crowned Song of the Year in 2007. It had even been performed at the CCTV New Year Gala this year, making it a household name that most young people could hum a few bars of. For a high-achieving music performance student like Jiang Zhiyu, it was no challenge at all.

A smile touched Jiang Zhiyu’s lips; she also loved Jay Chou’s music. "Xia Hua, I can’t believe we like the same singer. Hehe, that’s wonderful." She added, "I didn’t bring my guitar today, so I can only sing a cappella. It might not sound as good!"

Jiang Zhiyu sat beside Li Yuan, her stunningly flawless face turned toward the evening glow, radiating a happy smile.

"Don’t worry," Li Yuan said. "I’m sure it will be beautiful."

He found it impossible to believe her singing could be anything but delightful. Judging by her sweet speaking voice, as ethereal and clear as an oriole’s call, she could probably captivate anyone just by reading the lyrics aloud. Her natural voice is more beautiful than those of streamers on Douyin using countless audio effects. As president of the Music Club, she must have real talent.

As she began to sing, a voice distinct from Jay Chou’s original filled the air, seeping into Li Yuan’s mind like the scent of an orchid in a remote valley...

> The unglazed base is sketched, the cobalt strokes from dark to light,

> The peony painted on the vase, like your face when first you wore makeup,

> ...

> The azure sky awaits the misty rain, and I am waiting for you,

> Kitchen smoke curls and rises, across a river a thousand miles wide,

> ...

> Like timeless blue and white porcelain, beautiful in its own right,

> Your eyes carry a smile...

Jiang Zhiyu’s voice seemed to possess a healing power that left Li Yuan utterly entranced. His mind involuntarily conjured images of a rainy Jiangnan landscape. A man and a woman, one singing and one listening, nestled together on the grassy lakeside so typical of Jiangnan, created a unique and beautiful scene.

What Li Yuan didn’t know was that not far behind them, Yi Jing, Zhou Tianyu, and Liu Jia were watching this scene, dumbfounded, and had begun to whisper among themselves.

"You guys, who exactly is Li Yuan? First it was Zhong Tingyue, and now this beauty in Hanfu. Both are campus belles, absolutely stunning, and he seems to be close with both of them. Especially this Hanfu beauty—my god, she’s so beautiful it’s unreal..." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"They’re even snuggled up together, and she’s holding his arm while singing to him! There’s no way she isn’t his girlfriend; I’d bet my life on it," Zhou Tianyu said, his tone as sour as if he had just downed a gallon of aged vinegar. "But what does he have that I don’t? In my opinion, he’s inferior to me in every way except for being a bit taller and stronger. So why does he get all this enviable Peach Blossom Luck? If it were just an average girl, it wouldn’t be a big deal, but both Zhong Tingyue and this beauty in Hanfu possessed an otherworldly beauty—the kind he had never seen before in his life, not even among TV and movie stars."

Liu Jia also stared in a daze, listening to Jiang Zhiyu’s voice that was like an orchid in a deep valley. His admiration for Li Yuan had reached an unprecedented high.

Li Yuan... he’s a true master of romance. No, he’s the god of love. I have to ask him to teach me a few tricks. If I learn from him, I’ll be set for life...