Stop Chasing the School Belle, My Shy Deskmate is Sweet and Soft - Chapter 52

Hearing the names of the three girls from Xia Tian, Fang Yu’s expression shifted slightly.

“Why are they all girls’ names? Little Tian, what are you trying to find out about them?”

“Yes, they’re all girls. Don’t worry about why I need the information. Just find out where they are now and what they’re up to.”

“Alright, I’ll see what I can do.”

Even though Fang Yu found it odd, he didn’t press for more details.

After finishing their meal, Xia Tian shared his next plan with Fang Yu.

“Fang Yu, I’m not going to split tonight’s earnings with you just yet. I’m planning to use the money as a stepping stone and multiply it ten times, maybe even twenty times.”

“Uh… Little Tian, I’d believe you if you said you were going to double or triple it. But multiplying it ten or twenty times? That sounds like a bit of a stretch, don’t you think?”

“Just wait and see. Who knows, maybe I’ll exceed even that.”

Seeing Xia Tian’s confident expression, Fang Yu opened his mouth to speak but finally just nodded.

Even if Xia Tian didn’t manage to multiply the money tenfold, he could still probably double or triple it, which would be impressive in itself.

Fang Yu was already overwhelmed by the money they had earned—he couldn’t even figure out how he’d spend it all.

Spend it? How could he ever spend it all…

Meanwhile, Xia Tian did some quick mental calculations.

He had made over 4,000 yuan earlier but spent 3,000 on phones, leaving him with 1,000 yuan.

Adding tonight’s earnings, they now had a total of 6,700 yuan.

“Tsk… still a bit short,” Xia Tian muttered, furrowing his brows.

If Zhang Dong hadn’t come to cause trouble earlier, Xia Tian was confident they could have earned a full 8,000 yuan.

But now they were just short of that mark.

With this in mind, Xia Tian grinned and wrapped his arm around Fang Yu’s shoulder.

“Hey, buddy, to double or triple this money, I need just a little more to make it work. I know you’ve got some savings—rather than letting it sit around, why don’t you loan it all to me?”

“What the hell! I don’t mind you taking all the money we made tonight since it’s basically free money. But you can’t be eyeing my savings! That’s my fund for going to see Jay Chou’s concert after the college entrance exams!”

Xia Tian patted his chest and said, “What’s the fun in just watching his concert? If you loan me your savings, I’ll pay you back tenfold by summer break.”

“Then you won’t just get a ticket—you’ll be sitting in the VIP section, right in the front row. Who knows, you might even get a photo with Jay Chou himself!”

A photo with Jay Chou?

Suddenly, Fang Yu’s eyes lit up.

The thought of meeting his idol in person was incredibly tempting.

But Fang Yu still hesitated. After all, these were his hard-earned savings from years of red envelopes.

Just as he was about to reconsider, Fang Yu slapped himself in the face.

Damn it!

Xia Tian was his childhood friend, his best buddy! They were as close as brothers!

How could he hesitate when his best friend was asking for a loan?

Unacceptable, completely unacceptable!

“Alright, I’ve got 2,000 yuan saved up. I’ll lend it all to you. But you better make that tenfold return, or I’ll cry for days…”

Seeing Fang Yu give in, Xia Tian smiled in satisfaction.

When push came to shove, Fang Yu never let him down.

“Don’t worry, I’ll pay you back at least tenfold.”

After collecting the 2,000 yuan from Fang Yu’s house, Xia Tian waved goodbye to him.

Fang Yu stood there, tears streaming down his face, clutching his chest in agony.

Xia Tian pretended not to notice and walked off without looking back.

Suddenly, he remembered something and turned around to shout back at Fang Yu.

“By the way, if you’re free this weekend, help me find some breakup quotes online. You know, the really sad ones. Stuff like… ‘If you don’t leave, I won’t either’ or ‘If you’re tired, I’ll let go.’ The more heart-wrenching, the better!”

“Uh, what?”

—

Back home, Xia Tian counted his total assets.

8,700 yuan!

“Although it’s a bit short of what I initially planned, it should still be enough.”

He tucked the money away and opened QQ to message Little Ye.

They chatted for about half an hour before Ye Ningyu said she was going to bed.

After exchanging goodnights, Xia Tian lay back on his pillow, thinking.

He had been working the street stalls to save up 10,000 yuan as startup capital.

In 2013, the concept of a “Heartbreak Museum” didn’t exist yet in China.

At this time, there were plenty of people who enjoyed posting sad breakup quotes on their QQ Space, and a lot of young people sought solace online after breakups, hoping to find empathy.

A Heartbreak Museum, with walls covered in various sorrowful quotes, could also allow visitors to write down their own breakup stories, offering them a place to share their feelings and find connection with others.

Such a concept would perfectly cater to both groups of people.

Opening a Heartbreak Museum in this era would quickly become a viral hit.

Xia Tian vividly remembered that in his previous life, the Heartbreak Museum didn’t become popular nationwide until 2018, thanks to trending on apps like Douyin (TikTok).

So, he planned to rent a storefront and create the first Heartbreak Museum in China, completely free of competition.

With such a forward-thinking business model, it would quickly turn into a money-making machine.

Most importantly, setting up a Heartbreak Museum wouldn’t cost much. The biggest expense would be the rental of the venue.

As for the decorations? A few sheets of paper with heart-wrenching quotes and some simple furnishings—how expensive could that be?

Once the museum was up and running, he could hire someone to collect the entrance fees, leaving him free of daily responsibilities.

For a high school student like him, there was no easier or more profitable business model.

And on top of that, Xia Tian knew plenty of advanced “heartbreak literature” quotes that had yet to appear. Sharing those would resonate deeply with the younger crowd.

“Damn! All those sad quotes I read while fawning over Xu Yuan in my previous life are finally going to come in handy… I guess being a simp wasn’t completely in vain!”

—

The following morning.

After breakfast, Xia Tian hopped on his bike and went out to find a suitable location for his museum.

The target demographic for a Heartbreak Museum was mostly young people.

Among them, 70% were students, 20% were young professionals, and the remaining 10% were people who enjoyed indulging in others’ love stories for entertainment.

So, choosing the right location was crucial.

The museum needed to be in an area with convenient transportation, preferably near a university.

After biking around for an entire day, Xia Tian finally found a storefront that met his criteria.

Just as he was about to jot down the phone number posted for leasing the place, he spotted a familiar figure across the street.

“Ye Ningyu?”

Xia Tian raised an eyebrow, about to call out her name, but then he saw her turn around and walk into a pharmacy.

He hesitated, stopping in his tracks.

“Huh, why’s she going into a pharmacy? Is she sick?”