"That's how it is—picked up a little sister. I'll introduce her to you guys when I have the chance~~~"
"Goodnight, Shuangshuang~~~"
"Wait, wait, what do you mean you picked up a little sister? And she’s from Yinshan Academy?!"
Late at night, Ye Shuang, sitting on the sofa in his apartment, grew increasingly puzzled as he listened to the phone call—his friend Aunt Li had suddenly called to say she’d picked up a young girl, even going so far as to adopt her as her goddaughter.
He spoke seriously, "Aunt Li, those businesses of yours… you’re not actually planning to have that girl learn the ropes, are you?"
"Ohohohoho, how rude~ I’ve always run legitimate businesses, you know." Aunt Li giggled on the other end of the line.
"Your security company, bathhouse, construction projects… only the hair salon seems halfway normal." Ye Shuang pinched the bridge of his nose, as if nursing a headache.
"Won’t her parents object?"
"I am her parents now."
"……" Ye Shuang sighed. "That girl…"
"I like her earnestness. I plan to observe her for a while, and if there are no issues, I’m thinking of grooming her as my successor." Aunt Li’s voice carried a hint of mischief.
"You know how it is—I can’t have kids of my own. What else am I supposed to do with all these businesses in the future?~~~"
Hearing this, Ye Shuang realized further questions were pointless. He merely added offhandedly, "What’s the girl’s name?"
"That’s a secret~ I’ll introduce you later."
"Goodnight~~~"
With that, Aunt Li hung up.
Ye Shuang: "……"
"Was that Aunt Li?" A soft voice came from beside him. Bai Yuyou, hugging her guitar, glanced over curiously.
"Yeah, that woman…" Ye Shuang thought for a moment, then chuckled.
"Never mind. Let’s practice a different type of song today, alright?"
"Mm… Ye Shuang, I want to sit on your lap while practicing."
"……"
……
The school sports festival ended without incident, and the closing ceremony soon arrived.
Having learned from their previous mistakes, this time their performance went flawlessly—even earning first place among music clubs, instantly putting the Light Music Club on the map. Strangely, though, Zhixia and the others refused to recruit new members.
As she put it—
"Our little group is enough."
Incidentally, thanks to An Shiyu’s presence in the club, the school allocated them funding comparable to clubs with dozens of members—even though the girl spent most of her time snacking on chips, wearing headphones, and binge-watching dramas in the clubroom. Zhixia and the others didn’t mind in the slightest.
Who wouldn’t love a lucky charm? Or in this case, a lucky fish.
Late October.
Perhaps due to the arrival of autumn, the air carried a slight chill.
The girls’ uniforms had shifted from short sleeves to long, and their stockings were replaced with thicker, warmer tights—though anyone living in Haizhu City knew the weather could swing back to 20 or 30 degrees Celsius at any moment.
"Can you hear me…?"
"Hello—?"
"Peach—!"
After school at Yinshan Academy, Peach, lost in thought, slowly snapped back to reality when she noticed the girl with the oversized backpack waving a hand in front of her face.
"What’s up, Keke?" Peach smiled faintly.
"Want to hit the dessert shop later?" Keke grinned.
Peach hesitated. "I… have a part-time job today."
"Come to think of it, you’ve been working a lot lately. Is the library job really that busy?" Keke tilted her head. "Skipping one day won’t hurt, right? Hang out with us."
Beside Keke, the long-haired girl nodded silently and pulled out a flyer—
[Giant Nine-Layer Ice Cream—Group of 3 for Half Price! Only 66 yuan!]
"See? Even Yuyou wants to go," Keke pressed.
"Sorry." Peach paused, then added, "How about this Saturday?"
"Sure! Then go do your thing." Keke smiled. "It’s a promise, okay?"
Peach’s smile brightened. "Yeah!"
"I’ll head off first."
"Bye~"
After Peach left, Keke watched her retreating figure before turning to Bai Yuyou. "Hey, Yuyou…"
"Mm?"
"Does Peach seem… different lately? Like she’s changed somehow."
Bai Yuyou thought for a moment. "She eats more now."
"Is that all you noticed…?"
"Mm."
"I feel like she’s matured a lot," Keke mused. "Is this what they mean by ‘people change after getting into university’?"
"I’m hungry."
"Listen to me properly, Yuyou!"
……
Peach waited at the bus stop.
Ding— Her phone chimed.
Pulling out her latest-model iPhone, she saw a voice message from Aunt Li.
Mother: Sweetie~ Don’t forget to come by after work tonight!~~~
Peach tapped out a reply: Got it.
Mother: So cold! From now on, add a heart to every message!
Peach: Got it ❤
Just then, the bus arrived. After scanning her pass, Peach took a seat.
Her reflection flickered in the window. It had been a while since that day—she’d grown accustomed to her new life. Or rather, Peach had adapted frighteningly fast.
Even Aunt Li had been surprised.
Peach didn’t know if she’d made the right choice, but there was no turning back now. And she didn’t want to return to her old life.
After getting off the bus, she walked into an alley.
"Hmm, it’s getting colder…" Peach murmured. "Maybe I should buy some clothes for the girls…"
Sigh.
She pulled a pack of cigarettes from her pocket. The lighter flickered, and after a single drag, she crushed the cigarette underfoot.
When she pushed open the bar’s door, the sound of an argument spilled out.
Inside, a drunkard was shouting, demanding money from the girl with the green ponytail.
"Ah, Peach! You’re here." Little Lv, visibly annoyed, brightened at the sight of her.
"Where are those idiots?" Peach strode in, barely sparing the drunk a glance.
"Out running errands."
"Tch… slacking off together." Peach massaged her temples. The drunk’s yelling grated on her nerves—so she grabbed a beer bottle from the floor and smashed it over his head.
CRACK! Glass shattered, followed by a howl of pain.
"Have those morons clean this up when they get back." Peach glanced at the man writhing on the ground, then turned and walked into the back room without another word.
"Sure thing~"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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】
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!
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?"
