Ten minutes earlier—
Girls' locker room.
"Ugh, so annoying... it's stuck, ugh." Tang Keke was, as usual, struggling with changing clothes. Because of P.E. class, she had switched to a sports bra—but even the largest size was a bit too tight for her, leaving her face flushed red from the effort.
After finally managing to put it on, she noticed Bai Yuyou standing nearby, seemingly lost in thought. Bare from the waist up, her slender fingers pinched the bra as she stared blankly at nothing, even the stray hair on her head drooping like a ripe stalk of grain.
"Yuyou, your skin is so nice, so soft," Tang Keke leaned in, pinching her flesh, "What are you spacing out about?"
Bai Yuyou finally snapped out of it and put on her bra, "During lunch break... I didn’t see Ye Shuang."
"You’re really clingy with him, huh? But there’s no helping it—he had something to do outside at noon," Tang Keke said.
Bai Yuyou grew even more dejected, as if a low-pressure zone had formed around her, completely devoid of energy.
"Wow, you got even gloomier just from that," Tang Keke thought for a moment before suggesting, "Well, if that’s the case, how about after P.E. class, I’ll go with you to the infirmary?"
Bai Yuyou seemed to perk up instantly, but then hesitated, "Ye Shuang said... we shouldn’t go there casually..."
"It’s fine, it’s fine. I’ll just say I have a stomachache, and you’re there to keep me company. How’s that?" Tang Keke blinked mischievously.
Bai Yuyou nodded eagerly, no longer looking as downcast as before, "Keke... I’ll treat you to something good."
"Deal."
Unbeknownst to the two girls, as they headed to P.E. class with this plan in mind, they were surprised to find Ye Shuang gathering Class A into formation.
Neither Tang Keke nor Bai Yuyou had expected this. They exchanged a glance before rejoining the group. Bai Yuyou, in particular, couldn’t take her eyes off Ye Shuang—if not for Tang Keke holding her back, she might have lunged at him right then and there to absorb her daily dose of "Ye Shuang energy" in front of the whole class.
"Your P.E. teacher isn’t feeling well, so I’m filling in for this class," Ye Shuang said. "I’m sure you all know me by now."
Given the incident with that mother and daughter, anyone at the school who followed online news would recognize Ye Shuang—some students had even helped spread the truth online.
"Not feeling well? But the P.E. teacher is right over there," one student spoke up. The whole class turned to look—sure enough, the P.E. teacher was chatting and laughing with some student council members nearby, his sleeveless shirt revealing muscular arms that clearly didn’t belong to someone feeling unwell.
"Alright, same difference," Ye Shuang said, unwilling to admit he’d taken over the class just to play badminton with Bai Yuyou. He scanned the students and asked, "Who’s the class P.E. monitor?"
"Teacher, that’s me," Luo Che stepped forward.
Ye Shuang glanced at him and smiled. "Luo Che, lead everyone in warm-up exercises."
"Oh, sure, teacher." Luo Che had been wondering why Ye Shuang called him out, but since it was just to lead warm-ups, he didn’t refuse—not that he had any reason to.
Without a whistle, Luo Che clapped his hands to set the rhythm. "Stretches, one-two-three-four..."
The students followed along diligently, without slacking off. The reason? The smiling Ye Shuang standing behind Luo Che wasn’t someone to mess with.
In the viral video of that mother and daughter, Ye Shuang had taken them down with terrifying efficiency—kicking and punching them to the ground, leaving them wailing in pain. Rumor had it they went to the hospital but couldn’t even get a diagnosis; they’d suffered for nothing. The students could practically feel the pressure radiating off the school doctor.
During warm-ups, Bai Yuyou kept her eyes fixed on Ye Shuang, even lifting her head slightly while bending over for stretches.
But since Ye Shuang was standing behind Luo Che, Luo Che mistook her gaze for his own. His heart skipped a beat, and he straightened his posture, his voice gaining extra vigor. "Jumping jacks! One! Two!"
Once warm-ups ended, Ye Shuang dismissed Luo Che back to the group and asked, "Do you all want to run or have free time?"
"Free time—" Most students hated running, so the answer was unanimous.
Ye Shuang chuckled. "That many of you want free time?"
Of course, he wanted it too—he didn’t want to waste time watching students jog. A little warm-up was enough.
"Free time it is," Ye Shuang announced, and the class erupted in cheers.
Luo Che hesitated, about to ask Bai Yuyou if she wanted to play badminton—he knew she usually played with Tang Keke during P.E.
But the next second, he watched as Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke immediately flocked to Ye Shuang.
"..."
"Che, let’s go play ball."
"Che?"
"Where are you going?"
...
"Bro, why’d you suddenly become the P.E. teacher?" Tang Keke asked curiously.
"I didn’t see you two at lunch, so I thought I’d drop by P.E. class to see if we could play," Ye Shuang replied with a smile. Then he noticed Tang Keke’s chest looked flatter than usual and couldn’t help asking, "Isn’t that uncomfortable?"
Tang Keke blinked. "Huh?"
"Never mind." Realizing he might have overstepped, Ye Shuang quickly shifted his attention to Bai Yuyou, who was staring at him intently. "Let’s go borrow some badminton gear."
"Okay." Bai Yuyou seemed delighted. "Keke... no need for a stomachache next class..."
"What does that mean?"
"J-just happy," Tang Keke cut in hastily, seeing Bai Yuyou about to spill their plan.
"Is that so?" Ye Shuang didn’t think much of it.
As Ye Shuang led Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke to the equipment room to borrow rackets, Luo Che watched their retreating figures from a corner.
He pulled out his phone, hesitated, then opened Yinshan Academy’s official website.
[Principal’s Mailbox]
Seeing the option, Luo Che clenched his phone and began typing.
"Che, what are you doing here on your phone? We’re short one for streetball," a student called out, startling Luo Che into quickly pocketing his phone.
"Huh?"
"Huh my ass, come on."
"Got it."
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
