Aristocrat Boys School

Chapter 16 Dazzling

Jian Chi didn’t know whether the decision was right or wrong.

He thought about replacing the inquiry sent to Ji Huaisi with a rejection, but he also thought that if he did, the consequence would be that the content of the concert in the book would be completely erased.

A small change can affect the overall development.

He had become a new variable, and if he continued to forcefully reverse the plot, it may bring about more incalculable butterfly effects.

Thinking of the end, the best plan Jian Chi could come up with was to let the plot go on as written. The gap was unavoidable, he could only minimize it as much as possible. For example, bringing Bai Xiyu to the appointment together, finding an excuse to leave in the middle, and create the same plot as the original book.

The rest is left to fate.

After getting the news, Bai Xiyu’s reaction was just as Jian Chi expected. First, he asked him aggrievedly about his avoidance during this period of time, followed by this unprepared invitation.

Deceiving simple people made Jian Chi unavoidably feel guilty. He told Bai Xiyu that he was too busy with schoolwork and could not spare the time. Bai Xiyu seemed to have no doubts about this reason. It seemed so easy for him to trust someone.

“But the vice president never told me about the concert.” When Bai Xiyu heard Jian Chi’s last sentence, he first smiled in surprise, then blinked his eyes in confusion.

“The vice president bumped into me yesterday and asked me to tell you about it,” Jian Chi said. “He is sorry for the accident last time. He hopes this concert can make you feel better.”

This was what Ji Huaisi said to Bai Xiyu in the original book, and it can’t be regarded as a lie in a sense.

“Actually, I’ve gotten a lot better,” Bai Xiyu’s cheeks seemed to be slightly red because of embarrassment, and he tugged at the corner of his clothes, “I’ll go over and thank the vice president in person.”

“No,” Jian Chi said briefly, and added when sensing Bai Xiyu’s doubts, “He said this is what he should do, no need to thank him.”

The look in Bai Xiyu’s eyes seemed to be brighter, and he nodded heavily.

Weekends in Sainntston were leisure time for students, there were no scheduled classes, and there were occasional club activities and sports. Most of the students head west to the Moore Building, a five-story building containing a variety of entertainment venues—bars, book bars, billiards, game rooms, etc.—still marked with strict conditions of use. Jian Chi followed Zhang Yang once and chose to return to the comfortable library the next day.

This weekend was Jian Chi’s first time out of school since he entered. He got into the limousine that came to pick him up. He felt a sense of relief and relaxation that he had unshackled.

Bai Xiyu put on casual clothes, sat in the back of the car and looked out the window, unable to hide the excitement and anticipation on his face. Every two minutes he would ask some ridiculous content, and his voice didn’t stop for a moment.

“Jian Chi, look at that car, it’s strange that the door can be opened upwards.”

“There are such trees in Jiangcheng too, but they are not as beautiful as Chuanlin.”

“Did you see that bakery? There was such a long line…”

Jian Chi felt that there were countless speakers pressing play in his ears, and he threw a topic in to distract Bai Xiyu’s attention: “Are you from Jiangcheng?”