"Who says only those standing in the spotlight are heroes~"
As the morning military training ended, many dismissed students hummed the tune in unison. Under the scorching sun, a drenched young man continued his drills, chest puffed out—if he wasn’t embarrassed, then the embarrassment belonged to everyone else.
When lunch break arrived, Ye Shuang was about to head out for food with Yu You and the others when a group of girls swarmed around him, chattering away as they asked for his contact info.
"Hey, instructor, you’re so handsome! Are you a guy?"
"You’re not the instructor, right? You don’t look like a teacher either—are you a senior?"
"My cat can do backflips! Wanna come see? It’s in my dorm."
Not far away—
"Wow, big bro’s as popular as ever," Tang Keke remarked. No surprise there—good looks always got you far.
Not that Keke was unused to it.
"Meh." An Shiyu stuffed her hands in her pockets, utterly unfazed. "Just the reddest monkey butt in the jungle."
Tang Keke: "That’s… a compliment, right?"
"Maybe."
Your way of praising people is truly something else.
Just as Ye Shuang was searching for an excuse, he felt a familiar warmth wrap around his arm. Turning, he saw Bai Yuyou glaring at the girls, her territorial aura making them instinctively step back.
"Eat," she murmured.
"Huh? Oh."
With that, Bai Yuyou dragged him away.
"What’s wrong?" Ye Shuang asked softly as they walked, noticing how she clung to his arm.
"Keke lied."
Ye Shuang: "?"
Bai Yuyou let go—only to throw herself into his embrace, pressing so close it was like she wanted to merge with him. "No games. Just hold me."
Her warmth and emotions burned hotter than usual. Though confused, Ye Shuang instinctively wrapped an arm around her waist, his other hand gently stroking her hair. She nuzzled against him, as if addicted to his scent.
But while Bai Yuyou buried herself in his chest like an ostrich, Ye Shuang’s thoughts drifted elsewhere—
Did these two have a fight?
Just then, Tang Keke and An Shiyu caught up. Ye Shuang asked, "Keke, did you and Yu You argue?"
Keke blinked. "Huh?"
But seeing how clingy Bai Yuyou was being, she tapped her chin with a finger shaped like a "7."
"In a way, the strategy worked—just aimed at the wrong target."
After replenishing her "Ye Shuang energy," Bai Yuyou’s spirits visibly lifted—even her usually droopy ahoge perked up.
She ate three extra bowls of rice.
"After military training, the sports festival’s next, right?" Ye Shuang mused during lunch.
School life always circled back to sports festivals. This academy seemed to have an event every other month.
"Hard pass. I’ve never done well in those," Tang Keke groaned.
An Shiyu twirled her chopsticks, propping her cheek on one hand.
"Hard to win when you’re carrying extra weight."
Tang Keke puffed her cheeks. "I’m mad now."
"So cruel. Should’ve left you to your fate back then," An Shiyu sighed. "And here I thought you’d let me tease you forever. Women are fickle—especially the top-heavy ones."
Keke recalled her tearful vows of gratitude and deflated. "…Sorry."
"Say, ‘Forgive me, Lady Fish! Please bully me!’" An Shiyu grinned.
"Y-You—!"
An Shiyu shrugged dramatically. "Ah well. Should’ve known… give an inch, take a mile…"
"Fine! Lady Fish, forgive me! Please bully me!"
"Not bad." An Shiyu smirked.
Ye Shuang sighed. "An Shiyu, stop picking on Keke."
Then, to Bai Yuyou: "Yu You, are you joining the festival?"
"Yes."
"I’ll cheer for you!" Keke chirped.
"And you?" Ye Shuang asked An Shiyu.
She looked bored. "Where’s the challenge? Unless… last-place class gets their heads shaved?"
Ye Shuang: "…"
That’s brutal.
As lunch ended, it was almost time to regroup.
Back at his post, Ye Shuang spotted the sun-baked boy from earlier—now holding boba tea—marching straight toward Bai Yuyou.
"Hey, taro boba. Want some?" The boy flashed what he thought was a dazzling smile. "Gotta stay hydrated in this heat—"
"Supplement."
Bai Yuyou tilted her head, then glanced at Tang Keke, who was equally baffled.
Dude, we don’t even know you.
"No, thank you," Bai Yuyou replied softly but firmly.
"After this, I’ll take you for a spin in my ride. Show you the city lights," he boasted. "It’s a little convertible—Dad’s gift for my 18th. Only 700-800k."
"No need."
Eyes turned toward the spectacle, but the boy basked in the attention.
"Sure? I added coconut jelly."
Bai Yuyou paused, then enunciated: "No."
He sniffed, jingling his keys. "Fine. Plenty of girls wanna ride with me anyway."
"Last chance?"
"No."
With a dramatic sigh, he turned to An Shiyu.
"Oi, you take it. Let’s cruise later."
An Shiyu, who’d been watching like this was trash TV, blinked slowly—her gaze pure disdain.
"Hah?"
Unlike Bai Yuyou’s polite refusal, she cut straight to the point:
"Piss off."
And so, for the rest of military training, the boy continued his solo sunbathing session.
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!
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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】
