Fate Trading System – Chapter 215

Plan A

Heavenly Voice 6

Examination

An invitation to eat? Definitely gotta go. A free meal is a free meal.

So, Su Xin calmly sat down with the young man in the grilled fish shop.

The young man introduced himself as Zhao Yunhan¹, eighteen years old this year but not quite yet, a university freshman.

“Hm? Haven’t your classes started yet?”

Logically speaking, it was already October; university should have started a month ago.

“Jiejie, today is Saturday.”

“Oh.”

The young man still seemed quite playful, with an air of childishness yet to fade, a sunny and cheerful big boy.

“Shifu², what’s your name?”

“Hey, I haven’t agreed to take you as my disciple yet. You’re calling me that a bit too soon.”

“Isn’t this meal supposed to be the disciple-acceptance banquet? I thought you’d already agreed.”

“You can’t just decide things on your own like that. Teach you what? You want me to teach you how to play games?”

“Yeah, yeah! How are you able to do that?”

“Just luck.”

“I don’t believe that! You’ve clearly trained for it.”

“Oh? How does one train?”

“I don’t know either… That’s why I’m asking you.”

He looked as if he made perfect sense.

“This is something I really can’t teach you, nor is it possible for me to teach you.”

Su Xin spread her hands.

“Alright then.”

Zhao Yunhan looked dejected.

“But I still want to acknowledge you as my Shifu.”

“Uh-huh?”

“Showing you off would give me so much face³. How are you so amazing? Judging by your age, you’re probably a freshman or an upperclasswoman, right?”

“No, I graduated high school but haven’t started university.”

“Ah? You didn’t get in?”

“I got in. Didn’t attend. No tuition money.”

“Can’t you get a loan? What a pity that would be. Speaking of which, there’s also a student in our department who didn’t report for enrollment, even in the same class, named Lin Tang. Her major score was crazy high⁴, truly a shame. I heard she’s a great beauty too.”

Zhao Yunhan was clearly a chatterbox⁵, just rambling on and on wherever he was.

The original host was someone very attached to her home, mainly because her older brother was also studying in D City, so the original host also chose D City.

D City was the provincial capital of this province, a relatively prosperous city with quite a few universities.

“Oh? Such a coincidence? I think the classmate you’re talking about might be me.”

Su Xin glanced up at Zhao Yunhan, then quickly turned her head aside and pulled a tissue to cover her face.

Zhao Yunhan was drinking water. Hearing this news so unexpectedly, he couldn’t help but spray it out.

“That’s you? Oh my god, how small is this world? Are you serious? You’re not kidding me, right?”

“Do I get money for tricking you? I just didn’t expect someone who looks like they belong in the sports department to actually be in the music department.”

“This is called ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’⁶, understand? My mind is a little blown right now. Let me calm down for a sec.”

One could only say that paths cross everywhere in life, and when they do, why must you have known each other before?⁷ Perhaps this was fate, a subtle and mysterious thing operating in the unseen world.

“Just because you didn’t have tuition money, you didn’t go study? How infuriating is that!”

In Zhao Yunhan’s view, it shouldn’t have happened like that. After all, she had gotten into that school with a very high score. Setting aside scholarships, even if she had no money for tuition, she should have been able to get a loan, right? The government had implemented such policies long ago.

“Because some things happened with my family… it’s hard to explain clearly to you, so I won’t. It’s a regret, not being able to become classmates.”

“Could you be a little more sincere⁸? Your mouth says that, but your face doesn’t look like it feels that way at all!”

Zhao Yunhan grabbed another tissue and wiped the table.

The food arrived quickly. The two enjoyed their dinner together happily, then exchanged contact information.

“If you’re really short on money, I can lend you a bit. Although I can’t cough up tens of thousands, a few thousand is still possible.”

It was clear the boy’s family background was quite comfortable. Su Xin shook her head.

“Thank you very much. Let’s meet again if fate allows.”

“If I want to hang out with you again, where should I go to find you?”

“In a couple of days, I’ll go back to performing at the bar. If you want to see me, you can go to the bar to hear me sing. But even though you’re an adult now, it’s better to frequent that kind of place less often. If you do go, um… don’t get drunk. Best to just order a glass of juice.”

Su Xin completely treated this person of the same age as a big kid. There was no helping it; Su Xin’s mental age was older to begin with, plus Zhao Yunhan looked quite boyish. At first glance, one wouldn’t think he was already an adult. Although he was tall, that childlike air was very obvious.

“Alright, goodbye Shifu!”

Zhao Yunhan watched Su Xin’s retreating figure, feeling somewhat emotional inside. She really is a great beauty, sigh. Even her bare face⁹ looks so invincible¹⁰ up close.

But performing at a bar… a girl who just turned eighteen, it should be quite dangerous, right? Zhao Yunhan frowned.

Ten minutes later, he remembered something: Su Xin hadn’t told him the location. How was he supposed to find her!

But wait, he had her contact info, he could ask.

Su Xin took the bus back home and pulled out her phone to play games.

Lin Tang’s social media contacts only included some acquaintances from the bar and former classmates, extremely clean.

Su Xin looked at the contact list on her phone; there wasn’t really anyone worth chatting with. So she simply downloaded a game and started playing.

Su Xin’s gaming skills were decent. Her hand speed was relatively fast, she played rather cunningly¹¹, favoring the hit-and-run tactical style¹².

Several hours flew by. Su Xin checked the time, quit the game. It was already four in the afternoon.

There was still some time before dinner. Su Xin put her phone aside to charge and planned to read a book.

The original host had a few books on music, which she had brought here from home. While performing at the bar, she had been honing her skills while constantly studying.

But after that incident happened, she couldn’t sing anymore. She even developed a sense of fear towards bars. She no longer had the courage to hold a microphone, nor the inspiration to think about music.

No matter the skill, it requires constant practice to be consolidated. Of course, it also needs a certain amount of inspiration and heartfelt emotion.

If one hasn’t painted for too long, hasn’t sung for too long, those skills will erode with the passage of time.

Su Xin took a pen and scribbled in the book, writing down a few numbers.

The sound of the doorbell came from outside. Su Xin didn’t even lift her head, continuing to write and draw in the book while conversing with Fourteen in her mind.

Lord Fourteen, who’s at the door?

【Yan Shuang.】

Su Xin quickly put down the book, trotting over in her slippers, she dashed to the door to open it.

The neighbor boss!

“Hi.”

Su Xin’s hair was a bit messy. Because she wasn’t wearing makeup, her complexion looked somewhat unhealthy. Although her spirits were good, there were still dark circles under her eyes.

“Hi. I came to get some samples.”

Yan Shuang held up a small, silver-white case in her hand.

“Okay, come in quickly. Let’s go to my bedroom.”

Su Xin nodded, getting a pair of slippers for Yan Shuang from the shoe cabinet. The original host lived alone and normally wouldn’t have prepared extra slippers, but there happened to be a buy-one-get-one-free deal at the supermarket that day, so she bought an extra pair. They looked like a matching couple’s set.

While Yan Shuang changed her shoes, Su Xin closed the door.

Yan Shuang scanned the surroundings: clean, without much sign of daily life, likely having undergone a major cleanup recently.

The bedroom, being a more private space, was messier. The quilt was rumpled on the bed, and a book and pen rested on the bedsheet.

“It’s a bit messy, don’t mind it. You can just sit directly on the bed.”

Su Xin swiftly rolled up the quilt and tossed it to the head of the bed, then placed the book and pen on the nightstand, casually tugging at the bedsheet to make it look less messy.

“If you mind, I can go get a chair from outside for you.”

“No need, this is fine.”

Yan Shuang placed the small case on the desk and sat down very casually.

“You’re probably not afraid of injections or blood draws, right?”

“Not afraid.”

I’m not even afraid of knives, why would I be afraid of those things?

“Then there’s no problem. So, during the process later, please try to stay relaxed, okay? I hope you can trust me; I won’t take your blood sample and do some weird research with it.”

“Since I chose this, I will trust you. Thank you very much for your help.”

Sometimes the pain of an injection wasn’t the sting when the needle went in, but the panic of not knowing when the needle would fall while looking away.

Su Xin had also frequently been injected with various kinds of drugs in the past, to enhance her body’s resistance, and also for some new viruses… anyway, the process was extremely torturous.

Su Xin watched her blood being drawn, feeling completely unfazed¹³, even thinking Yan Shuang drew too little.

“Very few people aren’t afraid of injections, and very few aren’t afraid of blood draws. You seem very calm, as if you’ve been through this many times before. But your body seems quite healthy; at least I can’t see anything particularly special about you. However, your rest these past few days probably hasn’t been great, but you’re slowly recovering.”

“Are you a fortune-teller?”

Su Xin raised an eyebrow, watching Yan Shuang place the small vial of blood back into the white case, which also contained some other tools.

“If someone can accurately describe your daily routine, she might be a doctor.”

Yan Shuang put on medical rubber gloves, a faint smile on her face.

“Hm? It’s not over yet?”

Su Xin had thought the blood draw was the end of it.

“I need to conduct an experimental data collection. It might be a bit invasive, but don’t worry, I’m also a woman. If you feel any discomfort during the process, you can tell me. Also, the most crucial point: you must honestly tell me your body’s reactions.”

Yan Shuang took out a notebook and pen for recording. One hand was gloved, the other was not.

“Okay, no problem. Just tell me what to do, I’ll cooperate.”

“Take off your clothes first. We’ll start the experiment from the upper body.”

Yan Shuang had already categorized sections in her notebook: fingers, wrist, forearm, neck, collarbone, etc.

There’s this kind of procedure too? Sti… stimulating?

Su Xin was also very straightforward and unbuttoned her shirt, revealing a girly-style bra¹⁴, then extended her hand first.

“Let’s start with the fingers.”

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