At the moment the huge screen fell, almost everyone in the audience froze for a few seconds, then panic set in—
All the staff, including Ye Shuang, rushed forward.
“Lift it up!”
“Yu You!”
“My dear daughter!”
Ye Shuang was sitting in the very front row, but even so, he was still some distance from the stage. Without time to step up properly, he climbed over the edge and scrambled up!
“Move aside!” Ye Shuang shouted, his heart burning with urgency, pushing through the crowd with every ounce of strength he had.
The screen was three meters wide and five meters long, exceptionally heavy. Ye Shuang’s heart seemed to sink straight into the abyss, while Keke and the others beside him were frozen in shock.
“Lift! Everyone!”
“One, two!”
Fortunately, there were many people, and the screen was quickly raised, revealing Bai Yuyou and Taozi beneath it.
“They’re alive!”
Someone shouted. At that moment, Taozi and Bai Yuyou both looked to be in passable condition—their faces were a little pale, but they didn’t appear to have any obvious injuries. The screen had hit the ground first, then tipped over and pinned them down only after losing most of its momentum, which had absorbed a lot of the impact.
“Are you okay?!” Ye Shuang crouched beside Bai Yuyou, then checked on Taozi.
[Character: Bai Yuyou
Crush injury, no life-threatening condition]
[Character: Taozi
Crush injury, no life-threatening condition]
Ye Shuang’s heart relaxed a little, and he quickly turned to the staff nearby. “Ambulance—has the ambulance been called?!”
“Called!”
With this kind of accident, the concert had to be temporarily halted. Aunt Xian first hurriedly apologized to the audience and announced that refunds would be given for the show. To her surprise, the audience expressed understanding first, shouting that it was fine.
“Yuyou, Taozi, how do you feel?” Ye Shuang asked repeatedly.
“I… I think I’m okay, just a bit sore,” Taozi said, shaking her head. Bai Yuyou, looking at the worried faces around her, also said to Ye Shuang,
“It hurts a little when I breathe, but I’m fine.”
“Wuwuwu, that scared me to death—thank goodness the first impact missed everyone,” Tang Keke said, her eyes reddening with tears. Thanks to Taozi’s quick reaction in grabbing Bai Yuyou in time, the first hit could have crushed someone’s bones to pieces.
“Let’s not wait for the ambulance—let’s take a car from here to the hospital!” Alice, remaining relatively calm, reminded everyone not to keep chatting and to get the injured to the hospital as soon as possible. Despite being just a child, she was surprisingly dependable.
“The car is ready over here!”
“Better to wait for the ambulance—lying down is safer for transport!”
Others had a different opinion, since no one knew for sure whether Bai Yuyou or Taozi had any broken bones. Sitting in a car wouldn’t be appropriate; the best approach now was to keep them lying still and not let them move.
Soon, the ambulance arrived, and Taozi and Bai Yuyou finally got on board.
On the pristine white hospital beds, Bai Yuyou and Taozi lay there, having already completed a series of examinations. Although they looked a little worn out, the initial tests showed no major issues.
“There are a few abrasions and some crush injuries, but nothing serious. Take some anti-inflammatory medication and observe for a while,” the attending doctor said to Ye Shuang and the others. “But it’s best not to leave the hospital for now.”
“Understood, thank you.” Hearing this, Ye Shuang and the others relaxed. The ward was now crowded with many people, almost feeling cramped.
“Praise be to the gods—thankfully it turned out fine,” Aunt Xian muttered, pressing her palms together.
She seemed to have aged several years in an instant, unable to imagine the consequences if the accident had gone differently—and unwilling to even think about how fragile life could be.
“It’s all thanks to Taozi pulling her away,” Ye Shuang said, glancing at Taozi. “Thank you, Taozi.”
“Thank you, Taozi,” Bai Yuyou echoed.
“I just reacted on instinct… when I heard the screen make a sound and saw it tilt, I immediately pulled Yuyou away,” Taozi said with a gentle smile, feeling grateful that both she and Bai Yuyou had come out unscathed. In fact, all the thanks made her smile bashfully.
“Aunt Xian, could you handle the follow-up on the concert and the issues with the venue?” Ye Shuang said. An accident like this was no small matter—even if Bai Yuyou and Taozi had only suffered minor injuries, that didn’t diminish the responsibility of those in charge.
“Yes, I know.” Aunt Xian’s face darkened with barely concealed anger. After nearly losing her own daughter, she was definitely going to demand answers about how that screen had been installed!
After Aunt Xian and the others left, the ward only contained the Light Sound Club members and Alice. Alice sat by the bed, quietly observing Bai Yuyou’s and Taozi’s conditions. She didn’t say much, but her worry was written all over her face.
Bobo also stood quietly nearby.
“Brother, should we all stay to look after them together?” Keke asked Ye Shuang.
“No need. You all head home—I’ll arrange someone to drive you back. I’m sorry for today; the performance was ruined and all the rehearsals went to waste,” Ye Shuang said.
“No, no—this isn’t Teacher Ye’s fault. The show doesn’t matter; what matters is that everyone is safe and sound,” Zhixia and the others said. After all, this performance had been Bai Yuyou’s invitation, not something they had been obligated to join.
“That’s true—there will be plenty more opportunities.”
Ye Shuang called Aunt Xian to arrange for someone to take the Light Sound Club members home, and in the end, Keke chose to stay and help with the care.
“Need my help too?” Alice asked.
“Go help Aunt Xian instead,” Ye Shuang said, patting Alice on the head.
“Hey! I’m never going to grow taller at this rate!” Alice puffed out her cheeks.
“Sorry.”
“Forget it—I can see you’re in a bad mood, so I won’t hold it against you.” Alice said, giving Bai Yuyou one more glance before standing up. “Let’s go, Bobo—we’re heading over there.”
Bobo nodded and said to Ye Shuang, “Then we’ll be off, Mr. Ye Shuang.”
“Alright, take care.”
Once the ward quieted down, Ye Shuang sat by Bai Yuyou’s bedside and gently pulled up her sleeve to look at the wound. When that massive screen came crashing down, Ye Shuang felt as though not just the screen had collapsed, but the sky itself had fallen.
“Thank goodness you’re fine, thank goodness,” Ye Shuang muttered over and over. Bai Yuyou reached out and gently stroked his hair.
“I’m fine, really.”

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

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.”