Just as Ye Shuang glanced over at An Shiyu's side, the two fishes directly pulled out a megaphone.
Oh no, one more look and things were going to explode.
Seeing that hand-held megaphone, a faint sense of foreboding flashed through Ye Shuang's heart.
"Um, Doctor Ye, just reading off a PowerPoint isn't very useful. Can we get a practical demonstration?" An Shiyu's lazy voice echoed through the conference room, blasting into Ye Shuang's ears.
"Exactly, we can't just leave the knowledge in the textbooks—you should also teach us the method of injecting seeds, right?" An Shiyi also spoke into the megaphone.
The words of the two fishes instantly made all the students in the room burst into laughter. Finally, accompanied by rhythmic clapping, it directly evolved into chants of Show us, show us.
"I knew it." Ye Shuang felt helpless. After seeing the sneaky looks on those two, he had pretty much mentally prepared himself.
"Next time for sure. Alright, everyone must be hungry by now. The lecture is just about over, please leave in an orderly fashion."
Ye Shuang suppressed the urge to call the two fishes up to the stage to demonstrate, as he had no idea what kind of tricks those two would pull. However, upon hearing they could leave, the students stood up one after another and headed to the cafeteria to eat.
"Brother." At this time, Tang Keke and a few others also came over. Not only were there a few young girls, but also some flirty ones who came over to ask for practical tutoring.
"Brother Ye is really popular," Taozi couldn't help but say, seeing Ye Shuang surrounded by a group of girls.
"That's right." Keke nodded in deep agreement.
"They want to get an injection."
...
During lunchtime, Ye Shuang, Bai Yuyou, and the others were eating in the cafeteria. The place was quite crowded, and they had barely managed to find their seats.
"Ye Shuang, here." Bai Yuyou placed the meat patty from her own tray into Ye Shuang's bowl.
"Hmm? Do you not like it?" Ye Shuang was a bit surprised, since Yuyou should love eating meat.
"Ye Shuang is tired from giving the lecture today, you need to replenish your nutrition," Bai Yuyou said.
"It's fine, it was just reading off a PowerPoint, there's nothing tiring about that." Ye Shuang smiled. Just as he finished speaking, the meat patty in his tray was snatched away by a pair of chopsticks. He glanced over and saw that it was An Shiyi sitting opposite him.
"What? Didn't you say you didn't want it?" An Shiyi took a bite. Noticing Ye Shuang's gaze, she took another bite and held it out towards him.
"Here, you can have it back."
Seeing the two clear bite marks on the meat patty, Ye Shuang simply said, "You eat it."
"I don't want it, it doesn't taste good."
Looking at the meat patty back on his tray, Ye Shuang fell into deep thought.
"I heard there's another safety lecture this afternoon. Is it also going to be you, Brother Ye?" Taozi asked curiously.
"No, it should be your counselors giving it to your individual classes. I was only responsible for your morning lecture." Ye Shuang shook his head.
"You lectured really poorly," An Shiyu complained at that moment.
"Wouldn't it be more problematic if I lectured well?" Ye Shuang felt helpless. Was he supposed to teach this kind of knowledge so vividly and then have the students from the audience come up to assist in the teaching?
"Why is it bad to lecture well?" Little Yezi, who was sitting next to Bai Yuyou, asked curiously.
"You'll know in the future."
"Oh, okay."
Lunchtime ended. Ye Shuang sat with everyone for a little while longer, chatting about some interesting things on campus, before taking Little Yezi and the two fishes towards the school infirmary.
Just as he reached the door, he was surprised to notice that the door to the Third Infirmary was open, and a woman wearing glasses was standing there with her arms crossed, frowning slightly.
"Hm?" As soon as the woman saw Ye Shuang, An Shiyu, and the others, she immediately spoke up.
"Are you Doctor Ye, the one in charge of the Third Infirmary?"
"Yes, that's me." Ye Shuang nodded.
"I am the new person in charge, Luo Meng. Pack up your things and make some room for me. From now on, you are my assistant." Just as the bespectacled woman finished speaking, Ye Shuang summoned his system window and took a look.
Character: Luo Meng. Nothing special, quite mean.
Ye Shuang: "..."
"I didn't receive any news about a new person taking charge of the Third Infirmary," Ye Shuang said slowly. "Miss Luo Meng, it would be best if you went and asked around about the situation of the Third Infirmary."
Ye Shuang's hint was very obvious. To put it bluntly, aside from taking on the general treatment of students, the Third Infirmary was basically the lounge for the two fishes, something that even Grandpa An Shi had tacitly approved of.
Moreover, An Shiyu could directly manage affairs over at the HR department and was considered the hidden boss of Yinshan Academy. If Luo Meng continued to annoy An Shiyu, the consequences would probably be very hard to clean up.
"What news do you need? Haven't I already come over and told you?" Seeing Ye Shuang's response, Luo Meng immediately frowned. "Besides, didn't my uncle come over and greet you this morning?"
"Luo Qunfa?" Ye Shuang thought for a moment before asking.
"Heh, it seems you do know." Luo Meng cast a smug glance at Ye Shuang, seemingly attempting to spot some panic on his face. However, she was clearly disappointed. At this moment, Ye Shuang seemed to sigh.
"Miss Luo, you should still take a trip to the HR department and have them send me a formal notice."
Seeing Ye Shuang's dismissive attitude, the usually pampered Luo Meng instantly became anxious. "How can you not understand what's good for you? My uncle is Principal Luo! The newly appointed Principal Luo!"
"..." Ye Shuang had hinted so obviously, he didn't know who exactly was the one failing to understand what was good for them. Letting out a slight sigh, Ye Shuang first glanced at the two fishes behind him.
At this time, both An Shiyu and An Shiyi had their hands in their pockets, looking like they were just enjoying the show. Seeing this, Ye Shuang could only continue speaking to Luo Meng.
"Miss Luo, please leave. Do not disturb our normal work."
"Just you wait!" Luo Meng left, her high heels clicking loudly against the floor.
Ye Shuang glanced at her retreating back and couldn't help but shake his head. What kind of school doctor works in high heels?
And sky-high stilettos at that.
"This Principal Luo is already acting so domineering right after taking office, who knows how arrogant he'll be in the future."
But what did any of that have to do with him?
As long as they didn't bother the infirmary, it was fine.
...
Meanwhile, Luo Meng stomped her high heels loudly, as if venting her inner frustration. After a while, she took out her phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, Meng," a voice came from the other end of the line.
"Uncle, that guy surnamed Ye said he needs a notice from the HR department and completely ignored me. Just look at him, he's just a school doctor, yet he's so arrogant."
"He's just a reckless kid. He'll soon realize how ignorant he is," Luo Qunfa said displeasedly on the other end of the phone.
"I'll notify the HR department. Don't worry, come over to your uncle's place first. We have a banquet to attend tonight."
"What banquet?"
"A banquet hosted by the Chen Group. There will be many important figures present. If you have the chance to network with some of them, it will be very helpful for your career development."
"Hmph, alright."
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.”
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?"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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."
