Rustle, rustle... Hearing the sound of a pen tip scratching against paper, Tang Keke, who was looking down at her phone browsing Taobao, looked up slightly and noticed Bai Yuyou drawing something. She watched for a few seconds before asking,
Yuyou, what are you drawing?
A comic... Bai Yuyou said softly.
Really? Tang Keke leaned over curiously and saw that Bai Yuyou was drawing a chibi-style comic. The character in it looked like a cute version of Ye Shuang, who was currently sitting behind the podium reading a book.
Bai Yuyou sketched rapidly. Her speed was so fast that without any rough drafts or corrections, smooth lines leaped onto the snow-white paper.
Tang Keke watched from the side.
It was a cute four-panel comic.
The first panel showed Ye Shuang sitting behind the podium reading a book, looking deep in thought.
The second panel showed a long-haired girl with a cowlick appearing next to him, catching Ye Shuang's attention.
The third panel showed the girl crawling under the podium, with a question mark floating next to Ye Shuang.
The fourth panel showed Ye Shuang suddenly shuddering all over.
Tang Keke was speechless.
Why couldn't she understand it? Was she picking something up?
Wait. The next second, she realized what it meant.
No, that's not right.
...
Brother won't let you draw this kind of stuff. Tang Keke lowered her voice. Ye Shuang had warned them last time not to draw explicit comics.
Bai Yuyou remained expressionless. She just pressed against Ye Shuang's leg.
Uh... is that so? So I was just thinking dirty? Tang Keke scratched her head.
She still felt like something wasn't quite right.
At this time, Ye Shuang at the podium also noticed the commotion on Tang Keke's side. However, seeing that Bai Yuyou was just quietly writing something, he smiled faintly, even wanting to praise Bai Yuyou for studying so obediently.
It's already freshman year of college, yet the schedule is still packed. Ye Shuang glanced at the classroom clock and stretched slightly.
Fortunately, classes ended before four o'clock. Once this period was over, he could go to the Light Music Club. This was similar to his junior year; he figured he would have even more free time by his fifth year.
If I became a teacher, it would probably be pretty nice, right? Looking at the students below, Ye Shuang rested his chin on his hand and could not help but ponder.
His abilities might actually make him quite suited to be a homeroom teacher.
The classroom was quiet, with only the sounds of pages turning and the curtains blowing in the wind. Ye Shuang looked out the window. The students near the window seemed to be coated in a faint layer of gold. It made sense; after all, in this era, talents were as precious as gold.
Right at that moment, the dismissal bell rang right on time.
Ye Shuang stretched his back. It was finally over.
However, he noticed something strange. The students below were all looking at him, impossibly quiet.
Class is dismissed. Why are you still sitting there? Ye Shuang asked.
Hearing Ye Shuang say that, the students finally stood up in twos and threes, looking as if they were breathing a sigh of relief. It seemed the two students who had been called out earlier had left quite a shadow over everyone.
Brother, why did you come here?
At this time, the big backpack and Bai Yuyou walked over. Tang Keke asked curiously, Didn't you say you weren't going to substitute classes anymore?
If I have time, I'll still substitute. Ye Shuang smiled.
Of course, the prerequisite was that it was Yuyou's class.
Yuyou, I saw you drawing something the whole time earlier. Were you practicing your drawing? Ye Shuang turned his gaze to Bai Yuyou and asked curiously. He had noticed her sketching the entire time, so she was obviously drawing something.
Mm, a comic. Bai Yuyou nodded honestly.
She felt around for a moment and finally pulled out a piece of paper, handing it to Ye Shuang.
Tang Keke's eyes went blank.
Could she really show that to him?
She'll definitely get scolded, right?
Absolutely.
Oh? Ye Shuang took a look and smiled. This is drawn really well. It's so cute.
Saying that, he even rubbed Bai Yuyou's head.
He actually didn't lecture Yuyou?!
Was it really just my dirty mind?
Tang Keke's eyes widened in an Anya style look of pure shock.
Keke, why are you spacing out? Ye Shuang noticed Tang Keke's little expressions and asked with a smile.
Ah, haha, it's nothing, nothing. Tang Keke scratched her head and laughed.
But when Ye Shuang handed the paper back, Tang Keke took a peek and found that it was a four-panel comic about a little dolphin.
The content was a very childish story about a little dolphin making friends.
Tang Keke was speechless.
So she didn't actually show it to him?!
Keke, why are you acting so jumpy? Ye Shuang noticed Tang Keke silently holding her head and twisting around next to him, and asked curiously,
Are you feeling unwell?
I'm fine. Tang Keke reached out a hand with a deadpan expression. Brother, I am now a cold-blooded killer. Please do not speak to me.
Oh, really?
Although he did not quite understand what she meant.
School was over, so it was about time to head to the club.
Ye Shuang, let's go to the club together. Ye Shuang originally wanted to go to the school infirmary first, but Bai Yuyou hugged his arm, looking up with her small face.
Hmm? Alright. Ye Shuang smiled. He had wanted to tidy up the infirmary, but since Yuyou asked, it was fine if he did not go.
Are you guys heading to the club?
Taozi asked curiously as she walked past Ye Shuang and the others.
Mm, the Light Music Club, Tang Keke said.
Ducky seems to have joined the Light Music Club too... Taozi stood to the side and suddenly asked curiously, I...
Do you want to join?! Tang Keke hugged Taozi's arm and asked eagerly.
So big... uh, no, I mean... Taozi looked a bit hesitant because she still had three part-time jobs.
She was almost working enough at one of her part-time jobs to become the store manager.
Do you want to join the Light Music Club? Ye Shuang also asked Taozi. Look, everyone is there: Yuyou, Keke, Ducky, and Little Yu.
Maybe next time. Taozi finally shook her head. After saying goodbye to everyone, she left.
Tang Keke watched Taozi's retreating back. Does Taozi not like music?
Taozi probably wants to. Bai Yuyou was quite accurate at reading people, so she spoke softly.
Let's invite her a few more times, Ye Shuang said. He actually knew why Taozi didn't join any clubs. To put it bluntly, it was for her younger sister. She was just too sensible. Even though she could enjoy a better life with Fugui's help.
Yet she wanted to struggle upwards on her own, like a resilient rose.
But thinking about it carefully, Taozi was the same age as Yuyou and the others, an age where one should be pouring their passion into the things they love.
Let's go. But this was Taozi's own choice. Ye Shuang shook his head and spoke to Bai Yuyou and Keke.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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 bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
