I am a Big Player
Chapter 212 - 210. Let’s Play Something Novel (4th Update)_1

Chapter 212: 210. Let’s Play Something Novel (4th Update)_1

Yang Xi wants to join the already failed Qinghe Club?

After Yang Xi finished that sentence, the whole class fell into a deathly silence; everybody was caught off guard by such an unexpected event.

In the past, how many people had eagerly invited Yang Xi to join their clubs? For others, joining a club was extremely difficult, but when it came to Yang Xi, it was the club president extending an invitation.

Yet, Yang Xi had declined them all, saying she was simply too busy to devote any spare time to club activities.

Numerous people came with hopes high, and left with regret. Of course, they could understand; Yang Xi was in the midst of her rising career, busy preparing the next album as soon as one was finished. The pace couldn’t stop, and it was only natural for her to be busy.

But what’s the deal with suddenly joining a failed club now...

Ren He looked into Yang Xi’s serious eyes. She hadn’t discussed anything with him before making this decision, and there was a determination in her eyes that brooked no refusal.

He always thought about what he could do for Yang Xi. In fact, Yang Xi felt the same; she wanted to do something for Ren He, and thought about it every day.

She had followed Yang En to many dangerous places. Once in Libya, a shell exploded not far from the embassy, and she went from initial panic and fear to a slow steadiness.

During a conflict, a white man knelt in front of the Chinese embassy pleading for his wife to be allowed shelter inside. He didn’t need to go in himself; as long as his wife could be safe, it was enough.

Yang En decided to slightly bend the rules and agreed to let his wife stay inside the security perimeter without actually entering the embassy; that was safe enough.

The white man, as the target of a manhunt, resolutely went back into the line of fire to continue his escape.

What kind of love makes one willingly sacrifice their own life just to ensure the safety of their spouse?

It was then that Yang Xi seemed to understand: Love is about giving, not taking.

In the previous kidnapping incident, she was very calm, not showing the panic other girls her age would have, because she had seen far crueler scenes before. It was only when Ren He burst in that she wanted to scream at the top of her lungs and tell him to run.

Ren He had done so much for her, so she wanted to repay him with an equal measure.

Sir Knight, we have a long road ahead. I’m delighted to be able to help you out a bit. Yang Xi was very happy inside, even happier than when she was on stage.

"Welcome to the club, um... but you’re so busy, let’s make you an honorary member," Ren He knew that Yang Xi, the young lady, had come on a whim to back him up. However, he couldn’t let her commitment interfere with her main priorities. As long as he could share fun activities with her, that was enough. This way, she wouldn’t have to walk for 12 hours, making her an exception.

After all, rules are rules, and probably next year will be the true opportunity for Qinghe to grow. This year, there’s no plan to accept any new members.

His plan this year was to shake things up with the five members already in the club, and now counting Yang Xi, they were six.

Not just to stir up trouble, but to make a big splash! Liu Bing, of course, welcomed Yang Xi to the club; he had long been interested in Yang Xi’s close friend Song Ci. If there was a club activity, there was the possibility that Song Ci might also participate, right?

With such simple conversation, Yang Xi’s joining of the Qinghe Club became a fact. During the previous assessments, those who hadn’t even shown up started regretting their decision. If they had participated, couldn’t they have gotten the chance to join Qinghe? And those who quit halfway were in agony, wondering what if they had persisted just a little longer?

But life does not come with the luxury of regrets. People often give up on chasing their dreams because they can’t see any hope or can’t discern the benefits of these dreams.

People are practical. At work, when your boss asks you to do something without telling you how much overtime pay you’ll get or whether it will lead to a promotion, you might not do it.

But as it turns out, the colleague who completed the task got promoted.

In this world, rewards are often not laid out before you, directly telling you what they are. Life is not a game; you can’t see the quest rewards.

The news of Yang Xi joining the Qinghe Club spread quickly, leaving the group of academic elites and club leaders who had sent their sarcastic congratulations speechless; the congratulations became genuine...

Nobody expected Yang Xi to join them, there was absolutely zero preparation, okay?

Now, everyone is feeling a bit awkward when they look back at the congratulatory posts they’ve sent. Is the admin around? Can I pay five bucks to get my post deleted?

What they don’t know, however, is that not only was Kunlun developed by Ren He, but their beloved star classmate Yang Xi was also personally boosted into the limelight by Ren He.

In Yang Xi’s own heart, he felt almost like Ren He’s child bride...

That’s why raising a lolita is so much fun...

The Qinghe Club once again surged into the spotlight because of Yang Xi’s joining, but this time, people didn’t comment too much. Instead, they started talking about the president of the Kunlun Club, "They say the president of the Kunlun Club went to console Ren He and ended up comforting himself to tears. Such a good person is rare these days."

The president of the Kunlun Club freaked out when he saw these posts, wanted to explain but couldn’t find a way to do so, he didn’t even know why he got so into character at the time!

Actually, the real elite clubs only think that Ren He got lucky because of his classmate—nobody believes he and Yang Xi could be that close.

And their invite to Yang Xi was just to add luster to their club, not that Yang Xi’s joining could really achieve much.

He couldn’t bring more social donations to the club, nor could he add an edge to future interviews for prestigious schools abroad.

"I’m in the same club as Yang Xi, so please admit me"? They don’t even know who Yang Xi is.

So, this storm would quickly pass, and even the students of Class 5, Year 1, just thought Ren He was lucky—after all, Yang Xi and Ren He rarely spoke to each other, hardly having any deeper relationship.

Liu Bing suddenly asked, "So, what exactly does our club do?"

"Play," Ren He said confidently, "play everything that can be played."

In fact, the essence of a club is just a hobby group, right? You could do research or go out to play—playing Kunlun is the Kunlun Club, playing table tennis is the Table Tennis Club, playing basketball is the Basketball Club. Even something like a travel study club that seems more prestigious is still about playing, it’s just a more expensive way to play, that’s all.

In the student days, whether a club is cool or not basically depends on whether what you play is cool, whether it’s exhilarating, innovative, and has enough prestige.

"Like what?" Liu Bing was a little confused, this scope was quite broad.

And in the times when you must go to school, when you can’t travel far, can’t take everyone to play something too dangerous, yet want to play something novel, what can you play?

There was once a game that swept the world, and there’s a typical phenomenon: it’s particularly popular among high-IQ individuals because it requires observation, short-term memory, imagination, analytical judgment, verbal expression, logical reasoning, and so on.

The smarter people are, the more confident they tend to be, always believing they can win in the game, but in reality, that may not be the case...

This only fuels their competitive spirit.

This indeed is a game that can be played both casually for fun and seriously with high prestige, and it’s highly infectious—once it starts, it might sweep through the whole No.4 Middle School!

Ren He cheerfully said to Liu Bing and Jiang Haoyang, "I’ll teach you guys a game, called ’Murder Game!’"

Murder?! Liu Bing’s eyes widened, what’s this about?

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A rewarded additional update is delivered. So tired, good night everyone.