“Are you participating, Ye Shuang?” Bai Yuyou asked as well. The school did hold some fairly interesting little events from time to time, and according to what the counselor had said, there would even be special guests among the people hiding—celebrities and the like.
“Me?” Ye Shuang smiled at that. He had originally been planning to refuse; after all, he still intended to discuss Tang Hao’s situation with Fugui. But the day after tomorrow, he would indeed be at school, and taking an hour out of his schedule to participate in a game of hide-and-seek was hardly a problem.
Seeing the anticipation in Bai Yuyou’s eyes, he could only say, “Hmm… then I’ll participate too.”
“Okay.” Bai Yuyou immediately nodded lightly when she heard Ye Shuang agree.
“If they’re choosing participants by class, are you two signing up?” Ye Shuang asked Peach and Ducky.
“I’ll be in charge of finding people,” Peach said.
“I’m very good at invisibility techniques. After all, I’m a member of the An Shi family,” Ducky said. “I’ll dig a hole and crawl inside when the time comes. Earth Release!”
Ye Shuang: “…”
What if you get buried alive by your own ninjutsu?
Although they were all talking about the same sort of thing, compared with the two fish, Ducky somehow seemed particularly unreliable.
A while later, Tang Keke returned as well.
“Hehe.”
Seeing her grinning from ear to ear, Ye Shuang glanced at her tray and noticed that she had added two fried chicken drumsticks. There was also considerably more rice.
Ye Shuang: “…”
“Keke, isn’t that a bit too much?”
“Didn’t you say I should eat until I’m full, Big Brother?” Keke retorted.
“…”
Ye Shuang silently picked up one of the drumsticks and placed it on Bai Yuyou’s tray. He then tore the crispy coating off Keke’s fried chicken, exposing the tender white meat underneath, and smiled.
“Go ahead.”
“Big Brother, are you a demon?!”
The crispy coating was the best part!
Keke immediately began to whine tearfully as she shoveled rice into her mouth.
While they were eating, Ye Shuang’s phone rang again. He glanced at it, then silently set it back down.
“I won’t be eating at home tonight,” Ye Shuang said.
“Oh?” Keke and Bai Yuyou didn’t ask any further. Ye Shuang occasionally had things of his own to take care of, after all.
Bai Yuyou did ask, “Ye Shuang, should we save you some dinner?”
“No need. Auntie Li invited me to have barbecue over at Chen Hai’s place. You two go ahead and eat,” Ye Shuang explained.
“Mm.”
…
By nightfall, around eight o’clock, Ye Shuang arrived at Chen Hai’s barbecue stall. Perhaps because it was still before the dinner rush, there were only one or two tables of customers.
“Oh, you’re here?” Chen Hai was still skewering meat when he saw Ye Shuang and greeted him.
“You’ve lost quite a bit of weight.” Ye Shuang looked Chen Hai up and down. Just judging by his appearance, Chen Hai had lost at least twenty pounds and had gotten noticeably darker. Ye Shuang wasn’t sure whether it was because running a stall was so exhausting, or because his previous office job had involved nothing but sitting around and never exercising.
“Right? Just wait until I work my way up to an eight-pack.” Chen Hai gave himself a boastful grin.
Ye Shuang then glanced at An Yao. After all, she had been staying by Chen Hai’s side for so long that he wasn’t sure what exactly their relationship was.
Feelings could develop over time, especially when a single man and woman were constantly living under the same roof.
Given Chen Hai’s personality, Ye Shuang found it hard to believe that nothing had happened between him and An Yao.
But this wasn’t the time to worry about that. Ye Shuang looked around and didn’t see Fugui anywhere. Clearly, he had arrived early.
“Can I sit here?” Ye Shuang pointed casually at a seat.
“You can sit anywhere. Hell, if you pay, you can even sit on my lap,” Chen Hai said cheerfully.
Ye Shuang casually acknowledged him and sat down on the chair.
Since Fugui had yet to arrive, Chen Hai brought over his supplies and sat down beside Ye Shuang to skewer meat. He didn’t forget to chat with him as he worked. “Your memory really came back?”
“Some of it. Enough to get by.”
“Damn, that sounds kind of terrifying. What do you mean, ‘enough to get by’?” Chen Hai pursed his lips. “I heard from that doctor that you had something called… A-Hai Lolita syndrome?”
“…”
Ye Shuang was rendered speechless. He almost didn’t feel like explaining Alzheimer’s disease anymore.
Why not just call it Chen Hai Lolita syndrome while you’re at it?
“Anyway, it’s senile dementia, right? He said you might have Alzheimer’s. Fortunately, you seem perfectly normal now,” Chen Hai said with a grin.
“I am fine.” Ye Shuang knew that Chen Hai was expressing concern for him. After a few seconds of silence, he returned the man’s smile.
Just then, An Yao stood up to help a customer get some drinks. Seeing that Fugui still hadn’t arrived, Ye Shuang asked Chen Hai, “There’s nothing going on between you and An Yao, is there?”
“No. We just have a normal boss-and-subordinate relationship.”
“Really?”
“Would I lie about it? Look at me. Do you really think I’d fall for a bean sprout like her?”
“…”
After hearing Chen Hai say that, Ye Shuang didn’t ask anything else. An Yao seemed to have heard him because his voice had been a little too loud, and she turned around to look at them.
Chen Hai simply smiled and gestured for An Yao to continue working.
Just then, Ye Shuang’s phone rang. At the same time, he noticed a shockingly hot-pink figure swaying down the street under everyone’s gaze. One of the person’s hands was raised slightly, and the pink Hermès Birkin bag in it swung back and forth.
“Mm-hmm~”
Naturally, it was Fugui. Ye Shuang waved when he saw her.
“Little Shuangshuang~ Where’s my Little Yuyou?”
“It’s just me. I wouldn’t bring her along when we’re discussing business,” Ye Shuang said. Seeing that Fugui seemed to be in a pretty good mood today, he smiled and asked, “Something good happen?”
“Oh, stop it. Did you notice?”
“You’ve got that smug look all over your face. Did you win the lottery?” Chen Hai asked from the side.
“Ugh, you’re so annoying! Go grill your skewers!”
“Damn, why are you being so fierce?”
Muttering under his breath, Chen Hai went to get more skewers. Fugui then sent Ye Shuang an electronic document. Her manicured nails tapped rapidly against the screen of his phone.
“Look.”
“Is this about Tang Hao?” Ye Shuang opened the document and began reading.
“Yep. One of my little brothers found a trace of him. He’s gone into hiding, but apparently he went back to his hometown to look up some relatives,” Fugui said with a beaming smile.
“You didn’t catch him?” Ye Shuang asked.
“Nope. But we invited all those relatives from his hometown to the company for a little chat. I think we’ll have a lead on Tang Hao very soon.”
“That works.” Ye Shuang was disappointed that they hadn’t caught Tang Hao himself, but it wasn’t a major issue. Now that they had found his trail, things would be much easier.
It was still far better than having him vanish without a trace.
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?"
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!" "......"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
