Sunshine Guy rubbed his nose and inadvertently flashed the sports car key dangling from his waist. "What do you mean, 'someone like me' trying to hit on you? Am I not handsome, beautiful?"
An Shiyu didn’t even look up as she continued eating her burger. "Well, I do know some actually good-looking people..."
Sunshine Guy grinned. "Compared to me?"
An Shiyu replied flatly, "Of course they can’t compare to you..."
She paused.
"After all, you look kinda ridiculous."
Sunshine Guy: "..."
Why were the girls at this school so hard to flirt with?
Were sports cars not impressive anymore?
Sure, he’d bought the key off Taobao, but the seller had guaranteed it was a 1:1 replica of the real thing.
Had this girl seen through it?!
Sunshine Guy’s expression twisted into something complicated—like he was constipated and desperate to pee but didn’t want to leave. He just stood there, silently watching An Shiyu eat her lunch.
An Shiyu: "..."
She raised an eyebrow slightly.
Was this guy one of those people who got off on being insulted?
"You still here?" An Shiyu narrowed her eyes, already considering whether to punch him.
Sunshine Guy struck a pose and suddenly asked, "So… how’s my key look?"
"Meh. Probably can’t outrun my Wuling Mini God." An Shiyu shrugged.
Sunshine Guy’s heart skipped a beat.
How could his "sports car" lose to her glorified sardine can?! She’d definitely figured out his key was fake.
Ahem... "Guess I’ve been underestimated," he muttered, running a hand through his bangs.
"Scram. You’re annoying." An Shiyu shooed him away like a fly, her voice dripping with disdain. "So greasy. Disgusting."
The verbal assault hit its mark.
Defeated, Sunshine Guy slunk off.
Just then, Tang Keke walked over with Bai Yuyou in tow, both seemingly finished with lunch.
"An Shiyu, next class is in the big lecture hall. Wanna go together?"
Tang Keke leaned in a little, radiating newfound confidence.
An Shiyu squinted—smack!
"Eek?! Where’d you hit me?!"
"Tch. Just seeing you today pisses me off," An Shiyu deadpanned before asking, "You know what ‘big lecture hall’ means, right?"
Tang Keke rubbed her sore shoulder, confused. "Huh?"
"Well?" An Shiyu glanced at Bai Yuyou beside her.
"Burger..." Bai Yuyou stared intently at the burger in An Shiyu’s hand.
An Shiyu: "..."
Wordlessly, she pulled a fresh McChicken from the bag and tossed it to Bai Yuyou. "Here."
Bai Yuyou caught it but shook her head, offering it back. "It’s your lunch. I can’t take it."
"I’m full. Toss it if you don’t want it." An Shiyu yawned. Only then did Bai Yuyou blink and unwrap it.
"Keke, want some?"
"Huh? We just ate—no way I can fit more." Tang Keke shook her head vigorously. Bai Yuyou began nibbling, her ahoge bouncing with each happy bite.
"Somehow she doesn’t gain weight," An Shiyu mused. "Humans are weird."
Tang Keke sighed. "You are human."
She pressed, "So? What’s the ‘big lecture hall’ thing about?"
"Oh. Forgot."
"Forgot?! It’s been like three seconds!"
"Ugh, screeching like that’ll make me deaf." An Shiyu adopted a valley-girl accent but waved her off. "Big lecture hall… means..."
Tang Keke nodded eagerly. "Yeah, means...?"
An Shiyu solemnly declared, "It’s prime slacking territory."
Tang Keke: "..."
"You’re so lazy." Tang Keke scowled. "How’s skipping class gonna help you learn? Why even bother with school?"
An Shiyu propped her cheek on one hand, smirking. "Oh?↗↘ So your grades are better than mine?"
Tang Keke choked.
The cruelest thing wasn’t struggling academically.
It was watching someone who aced everything without effort—while slacking off.
The injustice of talent.
"Gyaaaaaah!!!!!" The girl snapped. Tang Keke promptly headlocked An Shiyu and dragged her out. "MOVE IT! You’re going to this lecture!"
An Shiyu’s eyes turned to dots as she reached pathetically toward the retreating desk.
"Eh~ My burger..."
"I’ll get it." Bai Yuyou, still munching, grabbed the paper bag.
The trio stepped into the hallway—only to bump into someone.
"S-sorry!" a voice squeaked.
"Hm?"
They turned to see Tao Xiaotao, who looked equally startled by the collision.
"You okay?"
"I’m fine." Tao Xiaotao shook her head—it was just a light bump.
Though she had felt something oddly cushioned, like… balloons.
"Alright! Don’t forget—big lecture hall next!" Tang Keke reminded her, resuming her march with An Shiyu in tow.
Watching them go, Tao Xiaotao clenched her fists, remembering Ye Shuang’s words. Mustering courage, she trotted after them.
"U-um… Can I come too?"
Her voice was soft but clear.
"Of course!" Tang Keke beamed.
"Th-thank you!"
"For what? We’re friends." Keke’s cheerfulness felt almost foreign—she’d seen her past self in Tao Xiaotao.
Sometimes, all it took was a little encouragement… a hand reaching out.
"Okay..." Tao Xiaotao smiled shyly.
Bai Yuyou extended her half-eaten burger. "Tao, want some?"
"Ah, no thanks! I already ate!" Tao Xiaotao waved her hands. It looked delicious, but Ye Shuang had already fed her well.
"Mm." Bai Yuyou retracted her claw and kept eating.
"Let’s go, Tao! Did you bring your book?"
"Oh! My Maoism textbook’s still in the desk!"
"Whatever, we’ll share. It’s a big lecture anyway."
"Really?!"
"Really."
Laughing, the girls chatted as they walked—perhaps the beginning of a bond.
Leaning against the hallway, Ye Shuang watched silently before turning away.
Maybe this is how it starts.
...
...
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'!"
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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?
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
