Mocked for Being Blind, I Made the School Beauty Regret It Forever - Chapter 7

Inside an upscale restaurant.

Luo Shiyu led Chen An to their seats.

“This place smells amazing—must be expensive,” Chen An remarked, sniffing the air. The delicate fragrance lingering around was unlike anything he’d ever encountered in a restaurant before.

The most he could usually afford was a bowl of beef noodles at a roadside Shaxian snack shop once a month, which already counted as a luxury for him.

This place didn’t even smell like food. Instead, there was a faint, pleasant aroma—definitely not somewhere he’d ever set foot in before.

“It’s not that high-end. Don’t worry, it’s my treat,” Luo Shiyu reassured him while waving over a waiter to order.

Chen An didn’t press further but silently noted her kindness.

“By the way, I’ve already signed you up for Star of Tomorrow,” Luo Shiyu explained. “The competition is divided into four stages: preliminaries, elimination rounds, semifinals, and finals.”

“There are also three different tracks. Contestants can choose the one that best suits their strengths.”

Chen An listened quietly, though inwardly, he scoffed.

Such a small-scale competition, yet they make it so complicated.

If it were a major event, Luo Shiyu would’ve known the details when he first asked. The fact that she had to go back and research it told him all he needed to know—this was just some minor contest.

Years of navigating life without sight had honed his ability to read people’s tones and deduce the truth. He rarely misjudged.

Noticing his distraction, Luo Shiyu tapped the table.

“Sorry, sorry,” Chen An chuckled sheepishly.

“Pay attention, then,” she said, adopting a teacher-like tone.

“Each track has a mentor, and these mentors hold a crucial vote that determines whether contestants advance.”

“The three tracks are: Supreme Voice, which focuses on stage presence and rock performances.”

“Unique Brilliance, which emphasizes original compositions and vocal skills—this is the one I recommend for you.”

“And finally, Peerless Beauty, which tests singing and dancing abilities.”

“During the preliminaries, all three tracks run simultaneously. Each mentor selects fifteen contestants from their pool to form their track’s team, then they compete in elimination rounds.”

“Impressive,” Chen An praised, giving her a thumbs-up.

He was lucky to have met Luo Shiyu. If he’d signed up alone, he’d never have grasped all these rules.

And the fact that she’d gathered so much information in just one night showed how much effort she’d put in.

Honestly, he couldn’t help but feel touched.

Luo Shiyu puffed out her chest slightly, clearly pleased by the compliment, but continued, “I think your songwriting talent is strong, so you should consider Unique Brilliance.”

“Sure,” Chen An agreed casually.

It didn’t matter to him either way. Once he completed the check-in task at the preliminaries, he’d find an excuse to drop out.

For now, he just needed a rough understanding.

Small-time show. Even if I perform, it won’t make me famous—and even if it did, I wouldn’t see it. Pointless.

All he wanted was to trigger a check-in mission that could restore his vision.

Luo Shiyu nodded and looked at Chen An. “Then you’d better start writing songs right away. The preliminary rounds of the competition are just a few days away.”

After saying this, she gazed at him with concern.

After all, songwriting was mentally taxing, and since Chen An was blind, she worried the tight deadline might be too much for him—especially if he didn’t have any pre-written material and couldn’t compose a new song in time.

“Don’t worry, I already have one ready,” Chen An replied, recalling the song the system had gifted him not long ago.

Hearing this, Luo Shiyu finally relaxed, though something else seemed to cross her mind.

“Does this song require any instruments? Do you need time to familiarize yourself with them?”

“Probably not,” Chen An shook his head.

The structure of Someone Like Me was quite simple, and after completing his last mission, he had been rewarded with master-level guitar skills.

All he needed was a guitar to perform it solo.

“That won’t do,” Luo Shiyu frowned upon hearing this.

She didn’t know any of that—all she knew was that competitions had to be taken seriously. Among the contestants, aside from independent musicians, there would also be trainees backed by major entertainment companies.

Their connections were rock-solid, and without exceptional talent, it would be hard for others to secure a spot.

Though she believed in Chen An’s songwriting ability, now that she was here, she wanted to be his support, his eyes.

With his creativity and her arrangements, nothing could go wrong.

“Do you play the guitar?” she suddenly asked.

“I do,” Chen An paused, then nodded.

“Perfect!” Luo Shiyu snapped her fingers. She had figured as much—if he could play the piano so well, the guitar shouldn’t be a problem.

“I’ll get you a guitar so you can practice in your free time,” she said.

“No.” Chen An’s expression darkened as he spoke firmly.

The meal alone had already left him feeling guilty, let alone accepting a guitar.

Even though he couldn’t see, he knew a decent guitar would cost at least a thousand yuan.

It would take him ages to save up that much, and he was already more than content—he couldn’t possibly accept such an expensive gift without reason.

Besides, a thousand yuan was a significant sum for any college student.

Luo Shiyu flinched at his tone, feeling a little hurt.

She had only meant well.

Realizing he might have been too harsh, Chen An softened his voice. “I might get eliminated in the first round. There’s no need for you to spend so much on a guitar.”

“But you could use it for composing too,” Luo Shiyu insisted. “Besides, think of it as an investment. If you become famous, maybe you’ll help me out someday.”

“Hah, you really think I could make it big?” Chen An laughed helplessly.

“Of course! With me backing you in the entertainment industry, it’d be hard not to succeed.” The moment the words left her mouth, Luo Shiyu realized her slip and quickly corrected herself.

“I mean—I’m the goddess of luck. With me by your side, you’ll thrive anywhere.”

“Then I guess I’d be a little fireball,” Chen An chuckled, clearly not taking her words seriously.

“Alright, it’s settled then. Let’s eat.”

Just then, the waiter arrived with two bowls of noodles. The rich aroma hit Chen An first, and his immediate reaction was to grimace.

“This is their signature dish—try it!” Luo Shiyu urged, watching him intently.

Chen An also picked up his chopsticks and took a bite.

“Delicious! Even better than the beef noodles I had at Shaxian Snacks.”