"The steam was really thick earlier, so I didn’t actually see anything. No need to worry too much."
After the commotion died down, Ye Shuang looked at the girl sitting on the sofa, her face flushed red as she nearly buried her head in her backpack, and felt compelled to explain, "Besides, I looked away immediately."
Tang Keke stammered, "R-really? I guess that makes sense… with all that steam, ehehe."
As she scratched her head, Bai Yuyou, who didn’t quite grasp the situation, chimed in,
"Ye Shuang seemed kinda stunned earlier?"
"Is that supposed to comfort me?!" Tang Keke tugged at Bai Yuyou’s cheeks. If Bai Yuyou hadn’t suddenly opened the door, things wouldn’t have escalated like this.
Though Tang Keke liked Ye Shuang, it wasn’t in a romantic way. Being seen completely naked like that had her so embarrassed she wished she could vanish into the ground.
I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die.
"I’m really sorry, Keke," Ye Shuang couldn’t help but apologize.
"Ah!" Tang Keke immediately waved her hands, flustered. "N-no, I’m not blaming you, brother! I-I just…"
"I’m just a little shy."
"Because… I’m not confident about my body…"
Keke had always been a little insecure about her figure. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have minded being seen by Ye Shuang.
Ye Shuang looked at the girl, unsure how to comfort her.
After all, this kind of insecurity mostly only appeared during adolescence. Once she matured mentally, Keke would likely spend the rest of her life basking in the envy of her peers and the admiration of the opposite sex—a sort of unconventional succubus charm.
"Keke."
"What?"
"Ahem." Ye Shuang cleared his throat before continuing, "You know, in our country’s history, every dynasty liked adding the word ‘Great’ to its name."
"For example, the Great Ming, the Great Qing, the Great Qin… You’ve never heard of a ‘Little Qin’ or ‘Little Ming,’ right?"
Tang Keke didn’t quite follow. "What’s your point…?"
"Think about it—from elementary school to university, ‘Great’ signifies something superior. That’s why we have phrases like ‘high-class, great, and classy.’"
"Or terms like ‘great calligrapher,’ ‘great lawyer,’ ‘great person’…"
Ye Shuang explained earnestly, "‘Great’ represents the pinnacle, something impressive, something to be proud of."
"So, you should be more confident."
Tang Keke blinked, slowly realizing Ye Shuang was trying to cheer her up in a roundabout way. Suddenly, she burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.
"Brother, what kind of analogy is ‘Great Qin, Great Ming’? I thought you were gonna say something else, ahahaha…"
"Brother, you’re so weird, hahaha…"
But her mood seemed to lighten considerably. Maybe Ye Shuang had a point—perhaps she didn’t need to be so insecure?
"Brother, thank you. That was kinda abstract, but…" Tang Keke patted her chest gently, "somehow, I feel a little better now."
She clenched her fists, declaring with newfound determination,
"I get it now! From now on, I’ll be more confident about this!"
She even started rambling excitedly, raising her voice,
"Let’s all take a bath together tomorrow!"
Ye Shuang broke into a cold sweat, his lips twitching. "Uh… let’s not get that carried away…"
"Okay." Bai Yuyou nodded eagerly like a pecking chick, only for Ye Shuang to bonk her on the head.
Thunk.
Nice melon.
With her mental block slightly overcome, the little incident came to an end, and the night passed uneventfully.
Ye Shuang took one bed for himself, while the other was shared by Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke.
The night was quiet.
When Ye Shuang opened his eyes the next morning and sat up with a yawn, a rich aroma greeted him.
Heading downstairs, he found Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou preparing breakfast together. The two girls worked in cheerful harmony, their laughter blending with the scent of food, as if the meal itself carried the fragrance of youth.
"Ah, youth," Ye Shuang mused, leaning against the staircase.
"Brother, good morning!" Tang Keke greeted him brightly, seemingly back to her usual self.
Maybe it was because of his abstract words of comfort last night, but he noticed Keke seemed a little brighter now—no longer slouching intentionally.
Indeed, this was something she should be proud of. Maybe, after untangling her thoughts, she’d realize confidence was the best cosmetic.
"I’ll go to school with you guys today," Ye Shuang said during breakfast.
"No writing?" Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou exchanged glances.
"Taking a break today." Ye Shuang smiled.
Between his work as a school doctor, writing novels, and taking care of Chen Qin at night, he figured he deserved a little downtime.
"Yay! That means we get to ride together today."
After breakfast, Ye Shuang drove the two girls to Yinshan Academy in his car.
With the school sports festival approaching, he could already see students setting up signs at the entrance—parents would be invited to watch the events.
"Hm?" Out of the corner of his eye, Ye Shuang spotted a flash of eye-catching pink in the rearview mirror.
A boxy little car zipped past and pulled in front of him.
A Wuling Hongguang Mini EV—affectionately nicknamed "Spicy Fish Head."
On its rear bumper was a reflective sticker that read: [Newbie Female Driver].
"Isn’t that An Shiyu’s car? ‘Newbie female driver,’ my foot…" Ye Shuang muttered as he followed her into the parking garage.
Pulling into her usual spot, An Shiyu reversed at lightning speed, sliding into place effortlessly in one smooth motion.
Ye Shuang parked between the two "fish heads."
A short-haired girl stepped out of her car, looking mildly surprised to see the Audi at school so early—until she spotted the two girls getting out.
"Wow, what a cute car! Is this yours, An Shiyu?" Tang Keke bounded over, eyeing the tiny "baby bus" with fascination.
"Meh." An Shiyu pressed her key fob, and the Spicy Fish Head chirped its locking sound—
"Spicy skewers~~"
Tang Keke blinked. "…"
Did that car just make a weird noise?
"WHOA! What was that?!" Tang Keke’s eyes sparkled.
"Just the lock sound," An Shiyu replied dismissively. For some reason, Tang Keke seemed different today—standing taller, chest out, almost bumping into her.
An Shiyu subconsciously scratched her own chest, feeling inexplicably annoyed.
"Do it again! I’m so curious!"
"No."
"Ugh."
Seeing Tang Keke’s puppy-dog eyes, An Shiyu sighed and ran a hand through her hair. After a moment’s hesitation, she unlocked and relocked the car.
"Spicy skewers~~~"
"WHOOOOOA?!"
"Are you an idiot…"
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
