Meeting between Yu and Yao

"Next, let's talk about the key point." The doctor looked at the images in his hand again, and without caring whether Xia Yu could understand, he pointed and explained a bunch of professional terms.

He knew that he was being a bit verbose, but he really didn't know how to explain the situation, so he had to use professional vocabulary to stall for some time.

In the end, he summed up: "In short, the color of your iris may change slightly, but it shouldn't affect your vision. If there is any impact, it would probably be within the range of 300 to 400 degrees of nearsightedness."

Xia Yu nodded, understanding that the change in the color of his eyes was not a big deal.

"When you get to the affiliated hospital of Hua University, look for Vice President Li. She's a good friend of mine, I've already sent her your information, and she'll take over the matter from here." The doctor added.

After getting Vice President Li's business card, Xia Yu walked out of the office.

He took out his phone, took a photo of his eyes, and now that he looked closely, the color of his eyes was indeed a bit lighter, and the doctor had implied that the color would change further.

"What if they become ugly?" Xu Youxiang worried.

"Aren't those who wear colored contacts still beautiful?" Xia Yu asked.

"That's because the color of the contacts is specially designed! If the color isn't good, they wouldn't sell it!" Xu Youxiang said angrily.

"If it's not good-looking, then wear colored contacts," Xia Yu comforted her.

"I've heard there's surgery to change the color of your eyes," Xu Youxiang didn't want to resort to fake items like colored contacts, but then she thought that the result of surgery was also fake, and suddenly felt dispirited.

"At least they're quite beautiful now, aren't they?" Xia Yu looked at the eyes on the phone. The lighter color made them seem very vibrant, unlike the typical dark color of Asians.

"What use is being beautiful now? The future is the most important thing. And stop staring, you're really a pervert for even being interested in eyes!"

Watching Xia Yu scrutinize her face so closely, Xu Youxiang felt somewhat embarrassed.

"Don't worry, if it's not good-looking, I'll find a way to make it look better for you," Xia Yu promised.

He had only researched for a month to create a nearly perfect medicine to treat Xu Youxiang at lv6, and now his inspiration level had increased, making his medicine production even faster. Although there were still clinical trials to be done, it was just a matter of changing the color of the eyes, and it didn't have any therapeutic effect, so it might be faster.

"I've noted that down, and if you can't do it, I'll kill you in your sleep," Xu Youxiang threatened.

"Never mind how you'll kill me, why would you be next to me when I'm sleeping?" Xia Yu found the key point.

"…Is your mind only filled with such lewd things?"

Giving up arguing with Xu Youxiang, Xia Yu took another look at her eyes, couldn't help but take a few photos and sent them to himself.

It was truly a photo of just the eyes, which made Xu Youxiang's mood complex.

When they arrived at An Siyao's villa, she had already prepared everything. They left with most of the maids, as well as chefs and pastry chefs.

In A-Fang, Yu Liang provided a villa that was said to be bigger than Yao Guang's, but more remote.

Returning to his own body, the next morning, Xia Yu set out with Yuxue.

With An Tianfeng's help, he had already gotten a house in A-Fang and prepared a school for Yuxue.

In the afternoon, when they arrived at the villa in A-Fang, the two of them cleaned it together and arranged the things that needed to be replaced.

This villa was smaller than the one in Zi Lü, but the price was twice as expensive. Thankfully, the sale of the farm game allowed Xia Yu to afford this villa.

The buyer of the game was not Penguin, but another social forum. Although they initially had doubts about the prospects of the game, they bought it for 20 million yuan after a "free trial" for half a month.

Without Penguin, this game was destined not to achieve its brilliance, as it was just a small game that heavily relied on the platform.

Now Xia Yu had less than 10 million left, so he was wondering what to do next. This money was not enough to acquire a pharmaceutical company for making drugs, so he had to find a way to make more money.

He decided to start by making a game with microtransactions.

The game couldn't be too complicated; 3D was impossible, so only 2D would do.

He planned to find some famous artists to draw cards and put more emphasis on the art team, then randomly find a technical team to create a small level-based game.

Gameplay was completely optional, as long as the illustrations looked good.

However, the game couldn't be too casual, so he decided to find a decent game, buy the copyright, and port it to mobile.

For example, porting Plants vs. Zombies and changing the plants into beautiful girls that require microtransactions.

He would think about it in the future.

Putting aside the money-making matters, Xia Yu and Yuxue went out to eat dinner and then went back home to sleep.

Both were already very tired.

On the morning of August 30th, Xia Yu went to register, while Yuxue continued to organize at home. Yuxue's registration date was September 1st, so she still had a few days to play.

Taking a taxi to the school gate, Xia Yi thought about when to take the driving test while entering.

At the entrance, several school welcome teams were very conspicuous, and he looked around to find the Chinese department's team.

He filled in the major of Chinese Literature, purely because it seemed easy to slack off in.

With his outstanding appearance and appropriate dress, a senior soon came up to show him the way.

"Are your parents waiting at the door?" The senior looked at Xia Yu's empty hands, puzzled.

"I came alone," Xia Yu said.

"Then where is your luggage?" The senior was even more puzzled.

"My home is nearby, so I didn't bring any luggage," He replied.

Upon hearing Xia Yu's words, the senior became even more enthusiastic.

After completing all the formalities, Xia Yu arrived at his assigned dormitory.

This was a four-person dormitory, and although the quilts on two beds were already laid out, there were no people inside.

He guessed that those two people had come to the school earlier.

"If you want to be a commuting student, you can talk to the counselor after the military training is over." The senior student introduced a bit more about the school, exchanged Penguin (QQ) numbers with Xia Yu, and left reluctantly.

Xia Yu spread the bedding he brought, and waited until noon to greet his roommate, but the other party had not returned for a long time, so he gave up. He and Yuxue still needed to buy some daily necessities, and the villa had not been cleaned up yet.

In the Music Academy, the teacher in charge of the Department of Chinese Music's guzheng class was packing up his things, preparing to leave. At this time, an old man approached him.

"Professor Shen, what can I do for you?" The counselor immediately stood up. This Professor Shen is a domestic music master and the leader in the field of Sheng music.

"Where is Xia Yu from your class? Give me his contact information," Shen Shengsheng came for Xia Yu.

Previously, Xia Yu, An Siyao, and Xu Youxiang had performed "The Palace of the Origin, Beyond the Earthly World" at the Global New Generation Music Show, which had caught his eye. Xia Yu's Sheng performance, in particular, had shocked him.

The guzheng has a high popularity in modern times, and outstanding successors are constantly emerging, but the Sheng has declined in recent years. Shen Shengsheng has been worried about this for years. When Xia Yu appeared, he saw hope in him.

And this is not just a little hope, but great hope.

The young man's Sheng skills had already reached the master level! No need for hard training!

So, Shen Shengsheng anxiously wanted to see Xia Yu, then have him denounce the guzheng and join the Sheng family.

Upon receiving instructions from Shen Shengsheng, the counselor diligently checked on his tablet.

"Professor Shen, Xia Yu did not come to register today." He replied.

"How is that possible!" Shen Shengsheng looked dissatisfied at the counselor, "I have already checked it on the school's website. Xia Yu has been registered. How can there be no information on your end?"

"His name is on the school website?" The counselor was puzzled, "But I really don't have any information here. Look, I left this column blank!"

Shen Shengsheng looked at it and indeed it was empty, but he thought it was the counselor's fault: "I told you not to use these fancy electronic products. See the problem now?"

"This shouldn't cause any problems." The counselor weakly explained.

"Why is there no information about Xia Yu? He has clearly registered, so why isn't it displayed on your end?"

Although Shen Shengsheng was old, his 1.8-meter height made him intimidating. Seeing the angry expression on his face, the counselor felt a little frightened.

"But I really didn't see anyone named Xia Yu this afternoon." The counselor felt wronged.

Feeling that the counselor was trying to shirk responsibility, Shen Shengsheng slammed the table angrily and shouted, "If he didn't come to register here, did he go to register in another class?!"