I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 150 Concert

Chapter 150: 150 Concert

"Jiang Chen, weren’t you always mumbling about how you have to go to a Jay Chou concert at least once? Now’s your chance."

In the classroom, Luo Peng kept his head low, his expression animated as if he really wasn’t affected by the "breakup" in the slightest.

"Tonight is the best opportunity for you to chase your dream, right at the Dongpu Stadium."

The news that Jay Chou was going to hold a concert in East Sea had been buzzing around for the past couple of days. After all, the name "Jay Chou" was an integral part of their generation’s youth.

"I heard the tickets sold out as soon as they were released, how can we go?"

Jiang Chen wasn’t a star chaser, but he had indeed mentioned more than once that he must see a Jay Chou concert if he got the chance. Back when he was with Ai Qian, he planned to save money to take her to see Jay Chou’s concert. It was probably the grandest vision he had and the greatest romance he could think of.

But now...

He finally had the chance to see Jay Chou, but things were no longer the same.

"The tickets are sold out, but I have my channels. Do you want some? I can get you two."

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you? Of course, they could be a bit pricey."

"How much?"

"Eighteen thousand each."

"Why don’t you just rob me?"

"Keep your voice down."

Seeing that the teacher hadn’t noticed them, Luo Peng explained, "They’re center area tickets. That price isn’t expensive at all, ordinary people can’t even get their hands on them. If it weren’t for the fact that I’m all alone now, I would’ve bought them myself."

"Didn’t Ruan Guang compensate you with over four hundred thousand? We’re about to graduate soon, at the tail end of our youth. Miss this chance and who knows when the next one will be."

If it were in the past, Luo Peng wouldn’t have even mentioned it, but now Jiang Chen definitely had the financial means.

"Can you make it any cheaper?"

"It’s not my price. How can I make it cheaper for you? Forget it if you don’t want them."

Jiang Chen pondered for a while.

Luo Peng was right, some things, if not done now, might lose their charm by the time another chance comes.

Like the math problems that stumped him years ago, or the KFC he used to gaze longingly at as he passed by; even if he can solve them now, and afford KFC, the joy is no longer within reach.

Some dreams only mean something when realized at the right time.

"Alright, get me two tickets."

"Two enough?" Luo Peng asked.

"Why wouldn’t they be?" Jiang Chen looked puzzled.

"I think you should get three."

"What do you mean?"

"One for you, one for Li Shuru, and one for Luo Li’er. Having one on each arm, what bliss, tsk tsk, others will be so envious!" Luo Peng sneered with a mischievous grin.

"Get lost!" Jiang Chen laughed and cursed.

"Send me the money, and I’ll give you the tickets this afternoon." Luo Peng smacked his lips.

How unpredictable life is.

Eighteen thousand for one ticket, thirty-six thousand for two; if it were him, he could pay, but it would definitely hurt, yet Jiang Chen didn’t even blink.

Having a rich sugar mama sure is nice.

After class, as they were walking out of the classroom, Ai Qian got up just as Jiang Chen was passing by. She paused, and so did Wei Chuyin next to her.

The two, who once dreamt together of attending a Jay Chou concert, exchanged a glance but said nothing.

They quickly passed by each other.

Ai Qian lowered her head, her long hair covering her face.

Wei Chuyin’s face was complex as she gently touched her arm.

"That guy Jiang Chen, how come he hasn’t been seen for a few days? He wasn’t scared off, was he?"

At the entrance to the Art Department.

All sorts of beauties were streaming out, forming a beautiful scene at East University.

Among the crowd, Zheng Jingjing muttered to herself.

"Scared off by what?"

Guo Ran was puzzled.

"By Sun Xiyu," Zheng Jingjing speculated mischievously. "He must have heard about Sun Xiyu’s background, and that’s why he’s playing possum. Maybe he got so scared he wet his pants."

"Who wet his pants?"

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

Zheng Jingjing turned around and saw that the guy they were discussing had unexpectedly appeared behind her, which naturally gave her a shock.

"Why do you pop up like a ghost out of nowhere!"

She scolded, feeling guilty.

"I’ve been standing there the whole time. You just didn’t see me,"

Jiang Chen smiled and looked at Li Shuru.

"Are you free tonight?"

Before Li Shuru could answer, Zheng Jingjing cut in, "Shu Rui is busy tonight!"

Jiang Chen gave her an inquiring look.

"Shu Rui is going with us to Zhou Jielun’s concert tonight."

Zheng Jingjing stood her ground, but before she could finish, her best friend called her out.

"But Jin Jin, we didn’t get the tickets."

It was Guo Ran’s honest admission.

Zheng Jingjing, embarrassed, snapped, "Hey, if you don’t talk, no one will think you’re mute."

Guo Ran immediately fell silent.

"What a coincidence, I was planning to invite Shu Rui to Zhou Jielun’s concert as well,"

Jiang Chen said with a slight smile.

"You got tickets?"

Zheng Jingjing’s face showed surprise.

Jiang Chen nodded.

Zheng Jingjing’s expression became unreadable, and after a moment, she asked in a low voice, "How many tickets do you have?"

Jiang Chen almost burst out laughing.

This girl really knew how to stoop and stretch.

"If you had said so earlier, I could have bought a few more..."

He sighed lightly, the implication clear.

"Can you give me the tickets so I can go with Shu Rui?"

Zheng Jingjing said astonishingly, "I’ve been wanting to go to Zhou Jielun’s concert for a long time..."

Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.

Guo Ran, with a head full of black lines, really didn’t want her best friend to continue embarrassing herself, "Shu Rui, let’s go have dinner."

She dragged away the headstrong Zheng Jingjing.

Xu Siyi could only follow them out, casting a lingering glance at Jiang Chen before leaving.

"Whoever dates her will never lack joy every day."

Jiang Chen mused with a smile.

"If you like, I can help you matchmake,"

Li Shuru said, half-smiling.

Jiang Chen immediately shook his head.

"I’m not into that type."

The two of them walked outside.

"Tickets are so hard to get, where did you get them from?"

"Luo Peng has his ways, eighteen thousand a piece,"

Jiang Chen grimaced, as if the price was painful.

"Is this your way of making up for it?"

Li Shuru asked, seemingly out of the blue.

"Making up for what?"

Jiang Chen was puzzled, then seemed to realize something, "I’m really sorry about the watch."

He thought that was what she was referring to.

Even though the damaged gift wasn’t his fault, it was indeed a little awkward that something someone else had given as a present broke in just a few days.

"I wasn’t talking about the watch."

Not the watch?

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then became somewhat hesitant.

Was she referring to the fact that he bought shoes for Xu Siyi?

Besides that, he couldn’t think of any other possibilities.

The renowned icy beauty of the art institute wouldn’t actually be jealous, would she?

85, although it isn’t enough to meet the system’s requirement, such favorability should have already surpassed the standard line for lovey-dovey couples, right?

Although the Strongest Bootlicker System only clarified the numbers without defining "stages," Jiang Chen knew at least one thing for sure.

Favorability at 100 must represent what legends call "steadfast devotion" and "unceasing fidelity."

"No, I just wanted to invite you to Zhou Jielun’s concert, that’s all,"

Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled, his eyes shining with a mixture of feelings for a moment.