Chapter Eleven
Alright, Student Gu, I'm heading that way now. Bye-bye~
Walking out of the school gate, Li Sinan waved her hand, only then noticing Ye Jinliang following behind her.
Oh... and you too, bye-bye.
Not wanting to play favorites, Li Sinan's impartial farewell gave Ye Jinliang a long-lost feeling of warmth.
He blushed and reached out to wave goodbye, his mind filled with the spring breeze.
Teacher Li is really so gentle, so cute, so beautiful...
Just as he was blushing with excitement, Li Sinan, who had already walked a few steps, seemed to remember something. She quickly turned around, cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone, and shouted loudly, Student Gu, remember to study English when you get home~
Her sweet voice filled the air. The owner of the voice raised her small hand again, and seeing Gu Ran looking over, she waved at him before turning around and leaving.
Ye Jinliang: ...
No, damn him!
Why does he get special treatment?
Returning home with a face full of resentment, Ye Jinliang surprisingly didn't turn on his computer. Instead, he indignantly opened his English textbook and started memorizing vocabulary.
Watching the friendly interaction between Li Sinan and Gu Ran had truly dealt him a sweet critical hit.
He made up his mind. In the next mock exam, he was going to crush Gu Ran—specifically in the subject of English.
He wanted to let Gu Ran know that sometimes good looks weren't the winning weapon; brains were!
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On the other hand, after Gu Ran returned home today, he didn't study anymore. Instead, he turned on his computer.
He downloaded a few programming software tools he usually used from the internet and started typing away, beginning the creation of Temple Run.
Although the code was simple and the program wasn't complicated, the workload falling entirely on Gu Ran alone was no easy task.
Not only did he have to finish writing the code, but he also had to test the program, check for bugs, and later add original artwork and voice acting.
A massive pile of work was waiting for him, making his head throb for a moment.
He had the intention of finding an outsourcer, but looking at his spare change and then at the mixed bag of online artists who charged outrageous prices, he temporarily had to give up the idea of outsourcing.
Burying himself in hard work until late at night, he looked at the basic framework he had already completed and nodded in satisfaction.
Checking the time, it was already past eleven o'clock. Lao Gu was on duty at work tonight, and although no one was there to manage him, he didn't want to let himself go.
As for the work of filling in the details, he would leave it for tomorrow. He should sleep first today to maintain his hair volume, lest he end up like his past life, where he didn't earn much money but lost almost all his hair.
After all, in his previous life, there was a certain car-reviewing fellow who said that bald people couldn't drive an Audi A6...
And in this life, not only did he want to drive an A6, but he also wanted a Horch, the kind that could pull a carload of first loves!
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Early the next morning, Gu Ran still went out for a morning run of two laps, and then returned home panting, carrying breakfast.
When he got home, Lao Gu was already sitting on the sofa waiting.
When he woke up and found his son's bedroom door open but the person missing, he knew he had gone to buy breakfast again.
Turning his head and seeing Gu Ran sweating profusely at the door, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Was he chased by a dog again this morning?!
What kind of luck is this, getting chased by dogs every morning?
How did you get covered in sweat?
I went out for a run.
After saying that, Gu Ran walked into the house, casually placed the breakfast on the dining table, turned around, and went into the bathroom.
He ran a few hundred meters more this morning and sweated exceptionally much. If he didn't take a quick shower, he felt like he couldn't even sit still.
Hearing his answer, Gu Xiangcheng's old face twitched, and his glasses were almost shaken off.
Did he hear that right?
This kid said he got up early to go running?!
He must have gotten up too fast just now and still wasn't fully awake!
While the father and son were eating breakfast, Gu Ran noticed that Lao Gu kept looking at him with a very strange gaze, wearing an expression of wanting to say something but stopping.
However, he didn't ask. He had run a bit longer today and returned home late. If he didn't hurry up, he would really be late today.
Having been a corporate slave for a long time in his past life, his heart still trembled when he heard the word late, always feeling like his wallet was in danger.
Seeing his son eating so fast, Gu Xiangcheng couldn't help but speed up as well.
I'm done eating. Gu Ran was the first to put down his bowl and chopsticks.
Let's go, I'll drop you off. Lao Gu closely followed suit and picked up the car keys.
Gu Ran didn't say anything about this. He knew this was Lao Gu's way of showing care, and rejecting it would inevitably hurt the old man's feelings.
Besides, having a dedicated car ride so he wouldn't have to walk to school was exactly what he wanted.
The father and son walked out the door one after another and got into the car.
On the way to school, Gu Xiangcheng turned his head to look at his son in the passenger seat, once again hesitating to speak.
He wanted to ask his son how his studies were going recently and if he had any difficulties, expressing a father's concern.
But the words reached his lips and he couldn't spit them out. He was afraid that his meddling would ruin the hard-won peace between father and son.
After thinking it over again and again, he finally gave up on this idea.
Just let him be. Whatever he manages to learn is fine, as long as he is healthy and happy...
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Arriving at school, Gu Ran started his studies for the day. Twirling his pen tip as he pondered the math problem in front of him, his thoughts drifted far away.
Tomorrow was the day he would meet his stepmother. It would be a lie to say he didn't care; his heart unconsciously held a bit of expectation.
As for this stepmother, he hadn't met her in his past life either. Back then, he was too busy arguing with Lao Gu and rejected her without even meeting her in person.
Thinking of this, Gu Ran smiled helplessly and decided to let nature take its course. Tomorrow, he just needed to play the role of an obedient child.
Not holding Lao Gu back was the only thing he could do right now.
Just as his mind was wandering, the desk was suddenly tapped, and a sweet voice rang in his ear.
Student Gu, do your exercises.
Uh...
He looked down to see that his original math test paper had been replaced by a brand new English test paper, and the math paper was now in Li Sinan's hands.
Doing math every day, are math problems really that interesting?
Not at all, it's just that my math is the weakest.
Looking at Li Sinan's pretty, smiling face, he also began to smile and softly explained.
Math is weak? Doing math during my class, does that mean your English isn't weak?
Li Sinan pouted her lips and casually glanced down at the math paper in her hand.
Even though she was an English teacher, she was also a student who scored over six hundred points in the college entrance examination back in the day, so reading a math paper shouldn't be a problem.
But soon, the expression on her face became quite colorful.
Having only graduated from university a year ago, how could she not even understand a math test paper anymore?
Looking at the second multiple-choice question, she was completely stumped.
It felt as if the question recognized her, but she didn't recognize it.
The knowledge that she could grasp effortlessly in high school had been completely forgotten during her university years.
Ahem, don't look at me, focus on doing your English. Once you finish this paper, I'll return it to you.
Silently putting away the math paper in her hand, Li Sinan, with a flushed face, tossed her hair and walked proudly toward the classroom podium.
All the students in the class were burying their heads in their exercises, and Gu Ran was no exception, though his speed at solving the problems was incredibly fast.
This was a mock college entrance exam paper. Excluding the listening comprehension and essay sections, the remaining questions had to be completed within a morning study session and a regular class period.
They went through this drill basically every couple of days, solely to train the students' test-taking speed.
Yet, while everyone else was dutifully working through the questions by the book, someone had quietly activated a cheat...
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
