An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 22: Popular?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The next morning, Cloud Hao left the dorm room while yawning and locked the door behind him.
Since Zhu Kening had become a student union officer, he had to get up early to attend the morning meeting. Zheng Xueqian had a strange obsession with reserving seats and got up even earlier than Zhu Kening. As for Liang Ziyuan, he went for a morning jog every day, and it seemed that he was planning to join the school’s basketball team.
It feels like…
I’m the idlest person in 401?
Recalling last night’s events, Cloud Hao sighed inwardly.
If only that was really the case.
With his eyes still half-closed from sleep, Cloud Hao headed downstairs. Yellow was lying at the bottom of the stairwell, languidly wagging its tail. After thinking about it, Cloud Hao fished out the instant noodles and sausage leftover from yesterday and opened the lid.
“Yellow, why don’t you help me catch a mouse? If you do, I will give you this sausage.”
Not sure if he understood the human language, Yellow, whose head was drooping down, slowly lifted its head and gave Cloud Hao a sidelong glance. Then, it stood up while lazily wagging its tail and headed back into the room. This stupid dog was not giving him any face as usual.
“F*ck! If I feed you again, I’m the dog!”
Cloud Hao fiercely threw out this sentence. He then looked at the sausage in his hand and eventually threw it into the trash can beside him.
This sausage was a free gift in the instant noodle packet. The taste was so unpalatable that it made people wonder whether it was real or fake meat. After trying it once, Cloud Hao really couldn’t do it again, so it was leftover.
Although he had some savings now, he hadn’t finished the instant noodles he bought in bulk online during the school opening sales.
In any case, it was not good to waste food, so he had been eating instant noodles for the past few nights.
After throwing away the sausage, he was about to leave. However, before he had even taken two steps out, Cloud Hao saw a yellow shadow coming out of the hole in the door of the dormitory supervisor’s office and rushing to the trash can beside him.
When he saw Yellow skillfully tearing open the ham sausage, Cloud Hao froze to the spot.
Oh boy…
Even dogs are scheming these days.
So why are my roommates so dumb…
…
When he arrived at the classroom, Cloud Hao ambled over to the seat next to Zheng Xueqian and sat down as per usual.
The only advantage of having a star student as your roommate was that you didn’t have to worry about securing a seat.
However, Zheng Xueqian’s time of arrival was only considered ‘normal’ early.
In places like River Town University with a lot of talents, if you casually threw a brick, you could easily strike a smart student. For example, the guy named He Ping in the dorm room next door. It was said that he was the provincial champion in the National Mathematics Competition and nearly went to Tsinghua or Peking University.
Even the system had given him a rating of three dogs.
This guy had arrived even earlier than Zheng Xueqian. Hence, room 402 was always seated in front of them.
Looking at Zhou Xuan, who was dozing off on the table, Cloud Hao put down his shoulder bag and nonchalantly asked, “What did this guy do last night?”
Wang Ziyi immediately answered, “What else can he do? He stayed up late to watch videos.”
It turned out that the little fatso had not truly fallen asleep. When he heard someone slandering him, he reflexively retorted, “Get lost.”
Casting a cursory glance at his two roommates, Yuan Gaofei spun his pen.
“He was editing a video. This guy is a content creator.”
Content creator?
Cloud Hao’s eyes lit up. He reached out and patted the little fatso on the shoulder.
“Not bad, pal.”
Zhou Xuan miserably turned his face. His expression seemed like he was wearing a mask of pain and was in ball-breaking agony.
“I beg you guys, let me sleep for a while.”
Yuan Gaofei gloated in his misery. “What did you do earlier on? I told you to go to sleep last night, but you didn’t.”
Zhou Xuan mumbled in anguish, “…Wasn’t it so that I could edit the video?”
Cloud Hao asked, “Video? What video?”
Yuan Gaofei replied to him, “Go to Bilibili and search for it.”
When he heard the ID, Cloud Hao nearly burst into laughter.
“F*ck, this ID is kinda nasty.”
He was just about to tease the little fatso, who was lying face down, when a soft cough came from the lectern.
“Everyone, take out the books. Let’s start the class.” The old balding professor patted the blackboard with his right hand and pointedly said, “Also, the child sitting in front and sleeping, wake up. Your parents sent you here to study, not for you to take naps.”
Professor Li Xuesong shook his head and grumbled to himself, “Students nowadays really… don’t have the vigor of real men in the past. In our era back then, you wouldn’t be able to survive if you were so weak.”
Zhou Xuan was speechless.
Looking at the little fatso who looked like death, Cloud Hao suddenly felt a little guilty.
There were two more lectures later on.
Perhaps he really shouldn’t have disturbed him when he was catching up on sleep before class started.
However, just then, a dialog box popped up above his drooping head.
[Talent: Genius Gamer]
[Hidden Potential Stat: 7]
Cloud Hao was stunned by the dialogue box.
What the f*ck?
Is this retarded system online again?
How on earth do I trigger this skill identification?
After staring at the old professor at the lectern for a long time, Cloud Hao still didn’t see any talent titles, such as [Mathematics Genius] or [Super Teacher], pop up above his head.
Perhaps, there is some logic to it that I haven’t figured out yet…
In any case, it’s always good to have an additional pawn to use to trigger missions.
Especially when my roommates are all scams, it seems like a good idea to benefit from the people in the room next door, right?
Secretly fishing out his mobile phone to log on to Bilibili, Cloud Hao typed in the search bar. He quickly locked in on the little fatso, Zhou Xuan’s, account.
Oh wow, he’s even a prominent member. Rich man!
When he looked through the uploaded works, nine out of ten were games. However, the click rate was so-so. The only piece of work that could be considered a hit was the remix video he had just uploaded.
Cloud Hao didn’t dare to press play. After all, he was in class right now.
Instead, he browsed through the comments section for a while. The responses seemed to be good. There were even foolish netizens who dared to bear children for this little fatso. He just didn’t know if they would be frightened off by his “handsomeness and suaveness” when they met him in person.
This guy is a talent in video editing!
So why is his talent in games?
Cloud Hao briefly skimmed through his past works. It didn’t seem like this guy was particularly talented in that area.
Especially the videos regarding the strategies for the plot branches in “The Oracle”. Even though he hadn’t played this MMORPG before and didn’t turn on the sound, Cloud Hao could clearly see that his expression in the video recording was as if he was living in a dream. The hypnotizing effect was almost the same as the person standing at the lectern.
Once again opening the remix of “The Butterfly on a High”, Cloud Hao scrolled down to the comments section and clicked on the expand option.
Immediately, thousands of comments appeared in front of him.
[Hahaha! The content creator is so talented! I’m laughing so hard!]
[It’s so-so, I’ve only repeated it more than 90 times.]
[Uploader, please don’t do games anymore. You should be in the remix section!]
[An upstart slowly rising up in the remix world. Content creator, hurry up with new updates! That guy Qian Yuan still has twenty songs! I want to hear the soramimi of The Fleeting Fireworks!]
[That one’s a bit difficult, but the other dozen or so songs really make me die of laughter!]
Is it that funny?
Too bad I didn’t bring headphones…
Cloud Hao unconsciously grinned from ear to ear.
However, at that moment, he suddenly started and nearly leaped up from his chair.
Wait… Wait a minute!
Qian Yuan?!
F*ck!
When he recalled the private message Liang Ziyuan had sent to him on the Yinke platform yesterday, saying that his works had spread to other platforms, an ominous feeling suddenly crept into Cloud Hao’s heart.
Sure enough, when he typed the word Qian Yuan in the search bar, nearly a hundred search results popped up.
Oh boy…
In just one night, he had made his debut in the remix section. How the heck was he going to be a fresh talent in the music business anymore?
Cloud Hao felt that his mission was probably going to fail. Moreover, he had also wasted an SSR pawn. Cloud Hao turned off his phone screen, feeling depressed.
Liang Ziyuan sensed someone staring at him, so he gave Cloud Hao a side glance. He hesitated slightly before asking, “…Is there something on my face?”
“There’s shit.”
Liang Ziyuan was perplexed.
Cloud Hao sighed and closed his textbook.
“I’m going to the toilet.”
It was indeed too greasy to eat instant noodles in the morning.
Cloud Hao snuck out of the classroom through the back door and rushed to the toilet.
After shitting for five minutes, Cloud Hao grimaced and took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, preparing to clean up the battlefield. However, before he could even open the packet, a light blue dialog box popped up, shocking him so much that he dropped the half-open tissue packet into the squat toilet.
[Congratulations for completing the mission]
[Reward: Two memory fragments, one motivational gem]
[Achievement unlocked: Liang Ziyuan (Talent: Music Expert) 2 Hidden Potential points redeemed]
[Reward: +2 random attribute points.]
The reward was fairly generous.
In addition to memory fragments and attribute points, there was also a gem with an unknown function.
However, right now, Cloud Hao couldn’t care about the generous mission rewards. He helplessly spaced out above the squat toilet.
What the f*ck!
I only had that one pack of tissues!