You didn’t accept my confession, why are you crying because I changed my mind? Chapter 44 - Date Three Girls at the Same Time

Chapter 44: Date Three Girls at the Sa Ti

On his way back, Jiang Zhou thought carefully.

A plan quickly took shape in his mind.

He believed it was feasible and, more importantly, the most cost-effective and efficient option available right now.

So, Jiang Zhou pulled out his phone and opened Han Rou’s QQ chat window.

“Sis, are you free at 5 p.m. tomorrow? I’m taking you out for dinner.”

Han Rou replied with a rolling-eyes emoji: “Just say what you want, I don’t believe you.”

Jiang Zhou scratched his head: “I’m really treating you to dinner. You pick the place.”

“Then… I want steak!”

“No problem. Done.”

Satisfied, Jiang Zhou then opened Huang Qi’s QQ chat.

“Hey beauty, got ti? Dinner’s on tomorrow at 7.”

Huang Qi replied quickly: “It’s been a whole week since school started and now you finally rember ?”

Jiang Zhou sent a sighing emoji: “Too many people begging for favors lately.”

“Hmph, where we eating?”

“Grey Whale Western Restaurant on Water Street. I’ll drive you.”

“If you ditch , I’ll cut you.”

Jiang Zhou shivered. His lower half felt a chill.

But he pressed on, opening Su Nan’s QQ.

“Co have dinner with tomorrow at 9. If you don’t, I’m docking your pay.”

Su Nan replied with an angry emoji: “No way! You perv! Asking out for dinner alone, what a creep!”

Jiang Zhou held his ground: “Refuse and I’ll spank you.”

“You bully!”

“It’s part of the job. Skip and you lose pay!”

After firing off those ssages, Jiang Zhou returned to the dorm.

He opened his laptop and reviewed his plan.

There was just one week left before the Freshn Welco Gala.

The timing was just right.

Such a big event, how could he not take advantage?

His fingers danced across the keyboard, filling the docunt with dense text.

“Freshn Welco Gala Campus Idol Developnt Plan 1.0.”

The next morning was bright and clear.

Jiang Zhou got up and went to the nearby mall.

He bought a new outfit and a bottle of hair gel.

Tonight, he had to look his best. Beauty would win him support from all three girls.

anwhile, Xu Haodong lifted his head from bed.

“Jiang Zhou, it’s Saturday! What are you ssing around with so early? Hair dryer, razor… I can’t sleep!”

Jiang Zhou checked his phone. “It’s freaking 11 a.m., and you call this early?”

Xu Haodong glanced at his right hand. “What can I say? My girlfriend said she was too tired yesterday to get up.”

“Damn, bro, you’re really sothing!” Jiang Zhou was about to applaud him.

The guy had no sha, and it was genuinely impressive.

He considered himself pretty shaless, but next to Xu Haodong, he was a saint.

Just then, Zhang Guangfa walked out of the bathroom.

He looked at Jiang Zhou’s dressed-up appearance in surprise.

“Old Jiang, what’s this? Got a date?”

Jiang Zhou smirked. “Today I’m taking on the challenge of having dinner with three girls. Gotta look the part.”

“Three? Can you not brag?”

“Believe it or not, you just won’t understand the joy of being a player.”

Zhang Guangfa was a little jealous. “For real, three dates?”

“Yup. One at five, one at seven, and one at nine!”

“Bro, I gotta say, you’re asking for karma.”

Jiang Zhou looked at him. “Let ask you. If you had the chance, would you take the karma?”

Zhang Guangfa froze.

After a long silence, he admitted, “Yeah… I probably would.”

“Then quit preaching. Go enjoy your online romance.”

“Too cruel! I’ve been e-dating for two weeks and still haven’t even gotten a kiss!” Zhang Guangfa cried as he ran back into the bathroom.

Jiang Zhou ignored him, opened the door, and left the dorm.

At that mont, Gao Wenkai finally peeked his head out from under the covers.

As a Grade-A simp, he couldn’t even face Jiang Zhou anymore.

He was exhausted just chasing one girl — fetching water, saving seats, sotis even washing her boyfriend’s basketball uniform.

And this bastard Jiang Zhou was having dinner with three girls in a single day?

“How the hell did he pull that off?”

Xu Haodong sneered. “Three? You think it’s only three?”

Gao Wenkai’s eyes lit up. “Wait, you’re saying he’s bluffing?”

“No. I’m saying it’s three today. Who knows how many tomorrow or the day after?”

“Damn! He’s the only one who actually made good on the bragging we all did at the start of the sester!”

Zhang Guangfa ca out of the bathroom, freshly washed. “What bragging?”

Gao Wenkai sat up. “I said I’d work part-ti to pay tuition, Haodong said he’d study hard, you said you’d join the student council.

“And Old Jiang?

“He said he’d chase 11 girls and form a soccer team.”

The room fell silent.

They all looked at each other, faces full of awe.

They’d pretty much forgotten the boasts they made on day one.

But only Jiang Zhou was actually going all-out to fulfill his promise.

And his was hell-level difficulty.

Sure, being a player sounded bad.

But if you refrad it, what if he was just a man dedicated to achieving his original goal?

Wasn’t that… kinda inspiring?

Jiang Zhou was truly a man among n.

—

The sun blazed in the sky.

On this quiet Saturday, the campus was unusually peaceful.

Most students were still sleeping in. Even though the sun was high, plenty were still huddled in their dorms.

Taking advantage of the lull, Jiang Zhou headed to the music college.

Last ti, he’d hired a senior there to record the instruntal and demo for “The Wind Rises.”

This ti, he returned to the sa senior and recorded another song.

It had a cute na: “The Anthem of the Foodie.”

It was a popular internet song from his previous life.

The lyrics didn’t an much, but that wasn’t the point. It was catchy and brain-sticky.

He planned to use it as the ad jingle for his food delivery site, ganfanren.

With three youthful, energetic girls and a super catchy tune, what kind of soft ad could beat that?

—

Ti flew. The blazing sun began to set.

The sky was now filled with brilliant sunset clouds.

At that mont, the senior from the music school, drenched in sweat, finally finished the recording and sent it to Jiang Zhou’s phone.

Jiang Zhou was in a great mood.

Everything was ready.

All that was left… was the final spark.