"Brother, can you play that thing... you know?"
Ye Shuang was sitting quietly in his seat when Tang Keke suddenly leaned in, mysteriously pulling out her phone.
"What thing?"
"The insert song from Attack on Titan Season 2, 'Call of Silence'," Tang Keke said.
Ye Shuang still looked puzzled, but then music began playing from the girl's phone—
【YOU WILL KNOW YOU’RE REBORN TONIGHT—
Tonight, you’ll realize you’re reborn】
Ye Shuang froze for a moment before listening quietly. The short passage carried an inexplicable emotional weight—something tragic, yet filled with power.
"It’s beautiful. Who’s the artist?"
"Hiroyuki Sawano."
"Oh, no wonder." Ye Shuang was familiar with the name—an internationally renowned singer and composer, famous for using music to heighten climactic moments.
"Brother, can you play it?" Tang Keke asked eagerly.
"If there’s sheet music, I can give it a try."
"Here." Tang Keke handed him the digital score.
Ye Shuang: "..."
At that moment, the other girls in the clubroom turned their attention toward him, their expressions full of anticipation.
"Alright, I’ll try." Ye Shuang sighed.
He sat at the piano, adjusting his posture slightly.
"Brother, you just need to play the chorus part—" Before Tang Keke could finish, Ye Shuang’s fingers were already gliding across the keys—the notes flowing smoothly, without a hint of hesitation.
"Teacher Ye’s sight-reading is amazing," Zhixia couldn’t help but comment.
"Sight-reading?"
"Yeah, it’s the ability to play a new piece directly from the sheet music without prior practice," Zhixia explained. "Playing flawlessly on the first try takes both talent and hard work."
"Normally, an 80% accuracy rate is already impressive, but Teacher Ye hasn’t made a single mistake since he started."
By the time Ye Shuang finished, he seemed quite taken with the piece, lingering over the sheet music even after playing.
"Not bad, though my fingers are a bit rusty," he said, turning to smile at the girls behind him.
"Ju~st~a~bit~ru~sty~," An Shiyu mimicked in a teasing tone, her exaggerated pout practically dripping with sarcasm—her voice pitched to a freshly-turned-18 sweetness.
"Thunk." Unsurprisingly, she earned a light chop from Ye Shuang.
Bai Yuyou, meanwhile, nodded softly. "Ye Shuang... beautiful... I like it."
Still, his angelic Yuyou was the cutest.
Zhixia and Linlin exchanged a glance before Zhixia stepped forward, hands clasped behind her back. "Teacher Ye, would you perform with us?"
"What do you mean?"
"For the school festival. We’d love for you to join us on stage—please?" Zhixia made it clear—there’d be an electric piano on stage for the performance.
Petite in stature compared to Ye Shuang’s height, her upturned face and pleading eyes gave the impression of a child begging a favor from an elder.
"A joint performance, huh?" Ye Shuang thought about his role as the club advisor, but his gaze unconsciously drifted to Bai Yuyou beside him.
Would it really be appropriate for an old man like him to intrude on such a youthful, memory-making band performance?
"Maybe it’s better if I sit this one out," he said with a gentle smile.
"But Brother, your piano skills are too good to waste!" Tang Keke lamented, echoed by the disappointed looks from Zhixia and the others.
Then, a small tug at his sleeve. Bai Yuyou stood beside him, whispering, "Ye Shuang... perform together."
"You want me to join?"
"With Ye Shuang... happy."
The way she looked up at him—like an adorable, pleading little animal—made Ye Shuang cough awkwardly. "Alright."
He still couldn’t refuse her.
"Wow, Brother’s playing favorites! He only agreed because Yuyou asked," Tang Keke teased with a sly grin.
Zhixia and the others brightened at his acceptance.
An Shiyu, however, smirked from the sidelines. "Totally wrapped around her finger, huh, Tom?"
"..."
With Ye Shuang’s participation settled, his daily routine expanded slightly—swapping tea-drinking in the clubroom for music practice.
Zhixia, skilled at baking, ensured their sessions were accompanied by snacks and tea.
Before long, it was time to head home.
After parting ways with the girls, Ye Shuang drove off alone to buy groceries.
Why? Simple—his sports car couldn’t fit three, and Bai Yuyou refused to let Tang Keke walk home alone, so the two always left school together.
"Maybe I should buy a family car," Ye Shuang mused. For daily use, something around 200,000 yuan would suffice.
As he walked through the underground parking lot, he noticed a boy in a Yinshan Academy uniform standing near his car.
"Luo Che?" Ye Shuang’s expression shifted slightly. What was he doing here?
Ignoring him, Ye Shuang opened the car door—only for Luo Che to speak up abruptly.
"You won. I can’t compete with you." Luo Che continued, "But... my future achievements might surpass yours!"
Ye Shuang: "?"
What was this guy trying to say?
"Bai Yuyou chose you, but I still love her. If you ever hurt her, I won’t let you off!" Luo Che declared earnestly.
Ye Shuang: "..."
Had this kid concocted some delusional narrative?
Ye Shuang’s lips twitched. "I think you’ve misunderstood something."
"What, are you just toying with Bai Yuyou?!"
"You should consider writing fiction," Ye Shuang sighed. Ah, the drama of teenage boys...
He popped a piece of gum into his mouth. "So, what’s your point?"
"Some self-indulgent loser’s speech? You don’t even understand the situation."
"I—I was just a step behind!" Luo Che clenched his fists. "If I’d acted sooner... I wouldn’t have lost to you."
"Tch." Ye Shuang scoffed. "Then tell me—what have you actually done for Yuyou?"
"Claiming to love her so much, yet standing by while she was bullied—is that love?"
Luo Che faltered. "It’s not... it’s more complicated than that."
"When you choose to remain neutral in the face of wrongdoing, you’ve already sided with the oppressor," Ye Shuang said. "This isn’t love. Right now, you’re just drawn to Bai Yuyou because she’s pretty."
"N-no, that’s not true!"
"Then what if Bai Yuyou were ugly?"
Luo Che fell silent.
"Don’t disguise your attraction to someone’s appearance with lofty justifications," Ye Shuang said coolly. "There’s nothing wrong with being drawn to looks, but refusing to admit it? That’s hypocrisy."
"And you? You’re even less deserving."
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!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
