Chapter 87: Transmigrated as a Fraudulent Male Streamer (11)
“…And you are?” A faint look of confusion crossed Yu Sheng’s face. “Sorry, I’m really not good at remembering faces. I’ve gotten into plenty of embarrassing mix-ups because of it before.”
“Class Monitor, I’m Pei Hengyun,” Pei Hengyun replied with a smile.
Spotting Cen Yu holding the steamed bun in his hand, Pei Hengyun added thoughtfully, “I bought this savory pancake specifically for you, but it looks like it wasn’t needed? Did Jiang Tuan buy you that bun?”
“Yeah,” Cen Yu said. Looking at the pancake in Pei Hengyun’s hand, he figured there was no reason he couldn’t eat one more thing.
He reached out to take the pancake as a matter of course and took a bite right in front of Pei Hengyun.
Cen Yu then watched as the expression on Pei Hengyun’s face brightened significantly. Turning sideways to let Yu Sheng step inside, Pei Hengyun asked as he followed close behind, “What time did you wake up this morning?”
Cen Yu’s sleep quality was usually pretty average. Logically speaking, if Pei Hengyun had gotten out of bed, there was no way he wouldn’t have noticed.
Pei Hengyun thought for a moment. “8:00 AM?”
He turned to Cen Yu and added, “Or maybe around 7:00 AM.”
“Seeing that you were sleeping so soundly, I didn’t want to wake you.”
Cen Yu and Pei Hengyun had always slept in separate rooms, precisely because the Cen Yu in this world had terrible sleep quality.
On top of that, he often returned home late from night streams, placing his body clock completely out of sync with Pei Hengyun’s schedule as an art teacher. After discussing it, the two had agreed to keep separate bedrooms.
Walking up ahead, Yu Sheng couldn’t resist chiming in a bit more, perhaps realizing that Pei Hengyun was a former classmate—
“I remember back then you were still the sports representative. I never imagined you’d end up becoming an art teacher.”
By nature, he was quiet and shy, speaking up mostly because he knew Pei Hengyun hadn’t been back in a very long time.
His memories regarding Pei Hengyun were rather faint, recalling only that the guy often sat by the window, sharing a desk with He Yongning.
Meanwhile, Yu Sheng himself sat right in front of them, sharing a desk with Jiang Tuan.
The four of them had formed a neat two-by-two grid of desks.
He Yongning and he had achieved better academic marks, though Jiang Tuan and Pei Hengyun weren’t far behind either. Ultimately, every one of them had left this place to pursue their studies elsewhere.
“Which university did you apply for later on?” Yu Sheng asked again.
Pei Hengyun named a school, prompting a look of sudden realization from Yu Sheng. “Ah, so it was that one.”
“Cen Yu and I were college classmates,” Pei Hengyun added, forcefully dragging Cen Yu into the conversation, seemingly worried that he might feel awkward being left out.
Accompanying Pei Hengyun’s statement, a few fragments of memory surfaced in Cen Yu’s mind.
It was a memory of him and Pei Hengyun meeting in an elective lecture class and gradually becoming friends.
No wonder he managed to date Pei Hengyun—
Talk about taking advantage of proximity.
He offered an irresponsible commentary in his mind. Noticing Yu Sheng’s gaze shifting toward him, the class monitor politely asked if he was a teacher as well.
“Me?” Cen Yu pointed at his own chest. “I’m unemployed.”
Yu Sheng clearly hadn’t expected such an answer, his expression going blank for a second. The very next instant, he saw Cen Yu burst into a grin—”Just kidding.”
Inexplicably, Cen Yu’s bright smile struck him with an indescribable sense of familiarity.
“I’m a streamer.”
Cen Yu mimed holding up a smartphone. “You know, filming videos on a phone.”
Only then did Yu Sheng snap back from his brief daze, nodding along politely to show support. “Some people in the village have taken up live streaming recently too, selling local farm produce.”
As the three chatted, they arrived at the living room of Jiang Tuan’s house.
Yu Sheng called out Jiang Tuan’s name directly. Perhaps due to his profession as a teacher, his voice carried plenty of volume, so much so that even He Yongning on the second floor heard him and made his way down to the first-floor living room.
After the former classmates met up, they exchanged pleasantries for a moment.
Only then did Yu Sheng speak up, “They said we should grab a bite together first at noon today, and then head over to our old school building in the afternoon to take a look around.”
Listening from the side, Cen Yu gathered that Yu Sheng had already cleared things with the security guard at the gate. Furthermore, since these guys were all locals from the village, the school guard knew they were returning to reminisce about their old campus days and readily gave them special permission.
Chewing on his savory pancake, Cen Yu knew the real main event would take place tonight.
It was tonight that the rich second-generation classmate would suddenly drop dead at home.
Although the class reunion was scheduled for a week, it was mostly because many of them hadn’t returned to their hometown in years and wanted to take the opportunity to stay for a bit, hence the tentative one-week duration.
Still, it wasn’t strictly enforced—anyone with pressing matters could leave early.
And that rich second-generation heir happened to be someone who was supposed to leave tomorrow morning.
He wasn’t originally from their village at all.
Attending this rural township high school had been an arrangement by his family, who wanted to temper his character by placing him in an old-countryside school.
His decision to return for this gathering stemmed from a faint nostalgia for his past high school life, which was why he had tagged along with everyone back to this township.
Cen Yu recalled from this part of the plot that he wasn’t supposed to attend the noon reunion gathering at all, considering he didn’t know a single soul there.
Biting into his pancake, he was just preparing to sneak upstairs to catch up on sleep when he suddenly noticed Yu Sheng turning around to look at him—
“Cen Yu, why don’t you come along too?”
“…Ah?”
“Aren’t you Pei Hengyun’s friend?” Yu Sheng offered a gentle smile. “It’s a rare chance to visit the village, plus everyone is quite easygoing, so I’m sure no one will mind.”
Hearing this, Jiang Tuan frowned. After pondering for a moment, he said to Yu Sheng, “How about we ask the others for their opinions first?”
Pei Hengyun, however, looked toward Cen Yu. “Little Yu, do you want to go?”
Cen Yu weighed his options. He hadn’t forgotten that he still had a hidden task: uncovering the secret hidden behind this novel before the script concluded… Following Pei Hengyun’s question, he caught the four pairs of eyes shifting toward him.
Every single pair of eyes harbored its own hidden thoughts—one could say each person had their own motives.
He could tell that He Yongning was against it, and Jiang Tuan didn’t want him attending the class reunion either.
Yu Sheng naturally hoped he would go, while as for Pei Hengyun…
Cen Yu scrutinized Pei Hengyun’s expression closely, yet failed to discern any true thoughts behind the man’s eyes.
Cen Yu took another bite of his savory pancake.
He was a contrarian by nature. If both Jiang Tuan and He Yongning had wanted him to go, he might have chosen not to. But seeing that neither of them wanted him at the class reunion—
“Sure,” he said to Yu Sheng, swallowing the pancake in his mouth.
“Who else is coming besides you guys?”
“I also invited Teacher Yan—our former headteacher and Chinese literature teacher.”
