Yinshan Academy, fourth-year classroom.
"Yuyou, are you zoning out?"
"No, I'm thinking."
"Thinking about what?"
"Drawing," Bai Yuyou said, still holding the paintbrush in her hand. "I want to draw Ye Shuang."
The drawing paper in her hand already had a preliminary sketch. Tang Keke took a look at this moment—
Hmm, although the face felt a bit different, it inexplicably bore a striking resemblance to her brother, or rather, would a 2D version of her brother look exactly like this?
As for the abs, they also seemed to have a bit of that feel.
Further down...
"Yuyou. Aren't you going to consider putting some clothes on my brother?" Tang Keke asked curiously. After all, his ochinchin was already hanging out.
"It's for practicing anatomy, it doesn't matter," Bai Yuyou said, then added, "This is probably about the right size."
Tang Keke: "I wasn't asking about the size... Besides, are you that familiar with it, Yuyou?"
While the two girls were chatting, Taozi walked in. She looked like she hadn't gotten enough sleep and even had dark circles under her eyes.
After sitting down next to Keke, she greeted them, "Morning..."
"Morning, Taozi. Did you... not sleep? Why do you look so exhausted?" Tang Keke noticed Taozi's appearance, looking as if her soul was about to leave her body.
"Ah... yesterday I went to grind... no, I stayed up all night grinding my studies," Taozi said.
"Grinding your studies? Uh, is that so? Do you want to catch up on some sleep?"
"Yeah..."
Right after Taozi said that, she slumped onto the desk the next second and remained motionless.
Tang Keke reached out to check her breathing. Only after confirming there was no problem did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness. She thought Taozi was going to drop dead from sudden cardiac arrest the next second.
After a while, the counselor walked in. He held a class meeting as usual, basically talking about the academy's recent arrangements and some precautions. After all, starting from the fourth year at Yinshan Academy, the management was no longer as strict.
Everyone was an adult now, and most of the time, whatever they did, they had to take responsibility for themselves. This was the same in any school.
"Today, besides talking about the academy's arrangements, there is one more thing—"
"Our academy has a group of exchange students from abroad. Just like the school trip to Marley last time, where you visited their school, Yinshan Academy actually has many domestic and international academy students coming over for exchange studies every year."
The counselor said, then added, "Simply put, we have a transfer student in our class."
He then looked outside the classroom. "Alright, come in."
At this moment, a tall girl walked in from the door. However, this wasn't anything unusual. What was unusual was that she was wearing a strange black outfit—it was a particularly tight-fitting latex suit that perfectly accentuated her curvy figure.
"Whoa—" The students in the class burst into an uproar.
"Holy crap, isn't her outfit a bit too wow?!"
"Who wears a latex suit on a daily basis? Isn't she afraid of it bulging when she farts?"
"She's actually quite pretty. This girl seems a bit tall, is she like 1.8 meters?"
While the students below the podium were discussing the girl, she walked up to the blackboard to introduce herself.
"Nee how."
"An Shiyaya."
She wrote her name on the blackboard, but it was crooked, looking like An Shi XX, with the last two characters blurred together.
"Is she a foreigner?" a student asked at this time.
"Yes, as you can see, An Shiyaya is an exchange student from Sakura. Of course, there are also blonde, blue-eyed girls from other countries in the next class, but you can go find out about them after class."
"So, Student An Shi, you can sit over there... There are plenty of empty seats anyway, and we rarely have classes here. Just find a place to sit."
"Hm?" An Shiyaya didn't quite understand what the counselor meant.
The counselor said, "Sit."
"OK~"
An Shiyaya sat behind Bai Yuyou and the others. At this time, Tang Keke looked a bit curious. "Hey, Yuyou, the surname An Shi... could she be a relative of that An Shiyu? I feel like they're both weirdos."
"What's weird about her?" Bai Yuyou didn't really understand what was wrong with An Shiyaya.
"Who wears a latex suit like that? Wouldn't it be super inconvenient to go to the bathroom?" Tang Keke said. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this An Shiyaya was a relative of An Shiyu.
However, An Shiyu didn't come this morning; it seemed she had gone somewhere to slack off.
"..."
Tang Keke glanced at An Shiyaya sitting behind them. The girl was tall and had a ponytail. Aside from that weird latex suit, she didn't really look like a weirdo.
Besides, this figure...
Is she really An Shiyu's relative?
Apart from looking a bit cute, that fish didn't seem to have the height or the figure at all.
"Hello." Tang Keke chose to strike up a conversation with the girl.
"Hello." After seeing Tang Keke greet her, An Shiyaya was first stunned by the other party's schoolbag for a few seconds before responding.
Tang Keke lowered her voice. "Do you know that girl named An Shiyu? That fish who throws darts all day."
Because Tang Keke's voice was very soft and she spoke very fast, An Shiyaya looked a bit troubled, even tilting her head and blinking.
"You don't understand?"
Tang Keke scratched her head and finally said, "Hey, you, know An Shiyu, yes?"
An Shiyaya: "..."
"Still don't understand? I feel like my Sakura language is at level ten." Tang Keke couldn't help but doubt her years of experience watching anime.
Could it be that her pronunciation wasn't standard?
Finally, Tang Keke tentatively said, "Kimochi? Iku?"
An Shiyaya: "Eh?"
"Why feels good?" An Shiyaya asked.
Tang Keke took a sharp breath. The other party was speaking her native language. It sounded familiar, but she just didn't understand what it meant.
Just then, Bai Yuyou nudged Keke with her elbow. "Keke, there's a translator on your phone."
"Oh, right!" Tang Keke immediately realized.
But thinking about it, since she was using her phone anyway, it seemed she could just ask using a photo of An Shiyu.
She searched through her phone and finally found a group photo from their last trip. In it, An Shiyu was expressionlessly eating ice cream and throwing up a peace sign.
"Waaaaah!" The moment she saw An Shiyu in the photo, the ponytail girl immediately slammed the desk excitedly and stood up. "Where is she?!"
The entire classroom fell silent, and almost all the students looked at the suddenly standing An Shiyaya with weird expressions.
"Uh..." Tang Keke seemed to understand what she meant.
"Probably in the infirmary?"
...
Meanwhile, in a certain infirmary, a certain fish suddenly sneezed.
"Achoo..."

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"