Chapter 42: Sabotage in the Shadows
Late the next day, the music building was buzzing. Students passed the glass-paneled studio, craning their necks to glimpse inside. Rumors had already spread: Someone sponsored a professional-grade renovation. Full Steinway, soundproof walls, ambient acoustics—state of the art.
But Lin Feng didn’t linger in the spotlight. He slipped out through the side door, hoodie up, hands in his pockets. He wasn’t doing this for recognition.
In his mind, he was already thinking two steps ahead.
Meanwhile, Across Campus...
Liu Ziyan was seething.
His own initiative—a high-profile tech startup pitch—had flopped within 24 hours. The QR code linked to a broken site. His promotional video had been flagged for "unauthorized use of copyrighted music." And worst of all, half the judges had mysteriously backed out after lunch.
He stared at the data on his phone, jaw clenched.
"He did this," Ziyan muttered. "He turned one gesture into a movement."
Across the room, Xu Qinglan was silent, arms folded.
"You said he was all talk," Ziyan snapped. "Now he’s making the rest of us look like amateurs."
Qinglan’s gaze was unreadable. "No. He’s just not doing this for prestige. That’s what makes him dangerous."