Monday, homeroom class.
"Tomorrow morning will be entirely dedicated to community service. All third-year students at Yinshan Academy need to go to Yinshan Community Park for cleanup duty," said Li Chunhua, the homeroom teacher of Class A. "Make sure to eat a good breakfast tomorrow."
"Huh?"
"What do you mean 'huh'? Last year, it was the second-years' turn. This year, it's ours," Li Chunhua replied flatly.
"B-but last year's second-years were us?"
"Don’t dwell on the details. Consider this a trial."
"......"
Just then, the bell rang for the end of class. Li Chunhua glanced at the time. "Alright, class dismissed. If you can’t participate in the activity, submit a request through the campus app. No faking illnesses, though."
With that, Li Chunhua left.
During the break, Bai Yuyou slowly tidied up her desk but noticed Tang Keke rubbing her eyes beside her—almost like she was doing eye exercises.
"Keke... are you feeling unwell?" Bai Yuyou asked, noticing Tang Keke’s troubled expression.
Tang Keke lowered her hands and sighed deeply. "Yuyou, I think my eyesight’s getting worse lately."
She clutched her chest dramatically.
"It’s terrifying—I opened my wallet and couldn’t see any money."
Bai Yuyou tilted her head slightly.
"Actually, I spent too much during the school festival and blew through this month’s allowance," Tang Keke admitted. "I only get 3,000 a month, after all."
Bai Yuyou murmured, "Allowance..."
"Right, how much does your brother usually give you?" Tang Keke asked.
"I don’t know..." Bai Yuyou thought for a moment before shaking her head.
Tang Keke scratched her head. "You don’t know?"
"Mm." Bai Yuyou nodded, then asked, "Keke, do you need money?"
"Yeah..." Tang Keke sighed. She wanted to take on a part-time job, but her timid nature held her back. Though she acted cheerful around Bai Yuyou, deep down, she was still that same scaredy-cat.
Seeing Tang Keke’s dilemma, Bai Yuyou took out her phone and tapped a few times.
Ding— Tang Keke’s phone buzzed with a notification—a transfer from Bai Yuyou.
"Why are you sending me money?" Tang Keke clicked on it and gasped.
Bai Yuyou: Transfer 10,000¥
"Yuyou, you’re this loaded?!" Tang Keke exclaimed.
"Ye Shuang said... if I need money, I can just ask him," Bai Yuyou said softly. Her account still had over 200,000, all provided by Ye Shuang.
If not for his worry that this naive girl might get scammed, Ye Shuang would’ve let her handle any amount freely.
Tang Keke stared at the glittering transfer but ultimately, with great reluctance, returned it. "No, no. I can’t take your money. And you shouldn’t just transfer money to people like that, okay?" She patted Bai Yuyou’s shoulder solemnly.
Bai Yuyou replied, "Keke, not just anyone... we’re friends."
"Heh, you’re making me blush. But I still have enough for basic expenses." Tang Keke made a peace sign. "It’s just... there’s something I really want to buy right now."
Bai Yuyou thought for a moment. "You can pay me back next month."
"No, that’s called 'borrowing from the future.'" Tang Keke wagged a finger. "If you don’t have money, don’t spend it. If you really want something, earn it through a part-time job. You can’t make a habit of spending money you don’t have!"
"My dad always said, borrowing from the future means someone else profits from you. Never get into that habit."
Bai Yuyou didn’t fully understand, but she listened carefully.
"But I do want that thing... I guess I’ll have to take on a job after all." Tang Keke tilted her head back in thought. "But I’m too scared to go for an interview... It’s so awkward."
"Awkward?"
"Yeah, like... shy and nervous." Tang Keke was both timid and socially anxious.
Bai Yuyou offered, "Then I’ll go with you?"
"Really?" Tang Keke’s eyes lit up, but then she hesitated. "But you don’t need money. You’d just be coming along for me?"
"Mm."
"Then... should you ask your brother first?" Tang Keke suggested.
"Okay..."
......
Nurse’s Office.
Ding—
"Hm?" Ye Shuang, flipping through a medical book, glanced at his phone when it chimed. The notification showed Bai Yuyou’s little dolphin avatar.
He picked it up and opened the message—then froze.
Bai Yuyou: (˘•ω•˘) No money left. Going to work part-time with Keke.
"Wait, what?"
Ye Shuang quickly typed back:
Ye Shuang: If you need money, just tell me. How much do you want?
Bai Yuyou: (´・ω・) No. Can’t borrow from the future. I’m going to work.
Ye Shuang: ???
That’s your own money. What do you mean 'borrow from the future'?
Confused, he messaged Tang Keke instead and soon pieced together what had happened.
"Part-time job?" Ye Shuang frowned slightly.
Still, if the two girls were together, it should be fine.
"But where would they even work?" He drummed his fingers on the desk, his gaze drifting toward a certain girl lounging nearby—legs propped up on the table, leaning back in a chair, controller in hand.
An Shiyu, chewing gum with headphones on, muttered under her breath:
"Red Slash, go!"
"Tch, how did I miss that?! Stop twitching around!"
As her in-game character got obliterated by a monster, An Shiyu tossed the controller aside and finally noticed Ye Shuang staring. "What? Want to touch my thighs?"
"No."
"I’m wearing stockings."
"That’s not the point?!"
"You distracted me. Now I carted." An Shiyu deadpanned, her eyes flat.
"Your character was already dead before I even spoke. How is that my fault?" Ye Shuang sighed, then asked, "How do you usually handle part-time jobs?"
"Broke already?" An Shiyu raised an eyebrow. "You just bought a new Audi Q5 today. Did a 400k car bankrupt you?"
Ye Shuang shot her an unamused look before explaining the situation.
"Worried she’ll struggle, but also thinking it’s good experience? You sound like an old man." An Shiyu turned back to her game.
"You’re asking me for part-time advice? Easy. Find a job you want, knock out a staff member, then steal their uniform and blend in."
"That’s literally a crime?!"
"Tch."
"Mm..." Ye Shuang rubbed his chin. Maybe he should just go and observe secretly?
"An Shiyu."
"What?"
"Teach me how to sneak in and watch them without getting noticed."
An Shiyu glanced at him. "Simple. Plant a hidden camera."
"Anything normal?"
"Buy me bubble tea."
"Fine."
"Just carted again. Now it’s two cups. Pray I don’t die a third time."
"……"

reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"