Chapter Nine: Conquering the Entire Stage! The Office Ladies: Please send me a boyfriend like that, too…

Just Here to Make Up the Numbers, Yet I Became the Champion? The handsome, majestic tree. 2734 words 2026-03-20 09:10:37

At this moment, Jiang Yi took a deep breath. He no longer dwelled on anything else, simply saying, “This second song is also a love song! It’s another piece I wrote for one of my scripts…”

Long Dandan frowned. “Another love song?” She had hoped to hear songs with different styles, but once again, it was a love song.

Ma Xiaohan also furrowed her brow slightly. “Another script?”

Everyone was a little speechless, though no one commented.

“This song contains a lot of place names, so I want you all to be prepared… The reason for so many locations is…” Jiang Yi didn’t pay attention to what the others might be thinking; he explained, “This song roughly describes the feelings of a wealthy man toward a woman he deeply likes…”

“A wealthy man?” The group was a bit surprised, and some of the young women’s eyes brightened with interest.

“Go ahead and perform,” Long Dandan said.

Ma Xiaohan remained silent.

Without further ado, Jiang Yi continued, “The song is called ‘My Inner Thoughts When I Like You’…”

As he spoke, his fingers began to move, playing the guitar prelude.

Truthfully, this song suited the guitar even more than the previous one. There was a faint sweetness to it.

Jiang Yi began to sing:

“In September
In the damp carriage
You gaze at the window
Outside
Water pipes bloom
Seats in foreign lands
Leaves with wings
…”

Hearing this, Long Dandan and Ma Xiaohan frowned slightly. The melody was pleasant enough, but also somewhat subdued, and the lyrics didn’t rhyme perfectly.

Yet as Jiang Yi continued:

“On the streets of Shanghai
Snow mountains nearby
You lean against the window
My heart beside
Where shall we go
…”

Suddenly, an image appeared in their minds: in Shanghai, a car parked on the street. Inside, a man sat, and the woman he liked leaned against the window, seated to his left. Outside, water sprayed from pipes, leaves danced in the air, and distant snow-capped peaks could be seen.

It was a beautiful scene.

Many of the female staff felt the same; at first, the lyrics seemed odd, but when the line “my heart beside” came, it struck differently.

Jiang Yi continued:

“Look
At nine o’clock
The houses by Lake Geneva
Are they expensive
In the world
Seven thousand places
Where shall we settle
Tell me
What is the answer
Where do you want to go
Qinghai or Sanya
Iceland or Greece
Not South America?
Do you love the desert
I ask too much
…”

At once, the young women were enchanted. In their minds, the wealthy man in the car must be holding a world map, consulting the woman he loves about where to travel, where to settle.

What woman wouldn’t want such a boyfriend? A man with means, deeply fond of her, gently asking what she loves, what she likes, where she wants to go…

The phrase “I ask too much” revealed a careful, tender concern.

With the first verse finished, Jiang Yi’s fingers danced across the strings, an interlude filling the room.

Then he sang again:

“Do you know
Here, the rainy season
Lasts only a day or two
Daytime is long but short
Night lasts three years
…”

At this, the staff were puzzled.

“Huh? What do these lyrics mean? Where does night last three years? Why such an odd line?”

Some quickly realized the wealthy man must be pointing to a spot on the map, introducing it to the woman.

Jiang Yi sang on:

“Do you know
Today’s news
Says the bridge on Highway One
Collapsed
Shall we still go
Or speak of it later
It’ll take a year to repair
Can you wait a year
Will you still go
…”

This section moved the women even more. Although the lyrics seemed odd at first, almost like casual speech, each line was vibrant and sincere.

It perfectly captured the feeling of caring deeply for someone.

A man planning where to settle or travel with his beloved asked, “Will you still go in a year? Do you want to go?”

Everyone was reminded of that person they once loved the most. When facing someone you like, who isn’t like this?

Listening to the song, those with untroubled hearts found it sweet: a wealthy man, meeting the woman he loves, the two planning where to settle, where to travel together…

Those with pain in their hearts remembered regret. Once, they planned trips and futures with someone, but for various reasons, it never happened… eventually, they parted ways.

Those plans never came to be.

Like the unexpected twist in the song—the sudden collapse of the highway… A year later, could the couple still be together? Would they still want to go?

While everyone was lost in their thoughts, Jiang Yi reached the final line:

“Do you like it?”

The group could almost picture the wealthy man, after listing all the places on the map, gently asking the woman.

He spoke of Sanya, Qinghai, Iceland, Greece—if you like them, we’ll go. But do you like these places?

Four simple words revealed profound affection.

It perfectly embodied the song’s title, “My Inner Thoughts When I Like You.” Truly, when you really like someone, you become a little cautious.

You want to treat them gently, give them the best, and carefully ask if they like it…

Everyone found themselves immersed in the imagery of the song.

Though the scene was simple, it vividly portrayed the feelings of loving someone.

“Thank you.” Amid the silence, Jiang Yi swept his fingers across the strings and pressed down, ending the performance.

Afterward, Jiang Yi looked at everyone.

He found Long Dandan and Ma Xiaohan still quiet, as were the other staff.

Only the younger ponytail girl beside him was the first to clap and exclaim, “That was wonderful…” It was Liu Xiaoyu.

“Hm?” Jiang Yi recognized her voice a little; he glanced at Liu Xiaoyu, realizing she was the one who had called to invite him to the competition.

Of course, he said nothing at the moment.

Liu Xiaoyu’s sudden response drew everyone’s attention to her.

“Uh…” Liu Xiaoyu shrank back a little.

“That was beautiful!”

“Not bad!”

“I like it!”

“I wish I had a boyfriend like that…”

“Rich and affectionate—oh heavens, when will I get one…”

The next moment, the other young women, office workers one by one, joined in applause, some even swooning and daydreaming.