Chapter 47
After school at noon, Gu Ran arrived at the door of Ye Zhenzhen's classroom early as usual, waiting for the studious girl to come out.
"Let's go!"
Leaning against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets, the word lazy was written all over Gu Ran's face.
Having lived a fast-paced life for so long, suddenly returning to high school and abruptly slowing down made him feel a bit unaccustomed to it for a moment.
Perhaps to a normal high schooler, senior year life is incredibly pressing, but in his eyes, it was extremely relaxing.
There was no bloodsucking boss pushing for progress, no idiotic clients making demands. There were only teachers telling you to study hard, and their starting point was actually for your own good.
Whether you study or not, it's all for yourself, rather than suffering as a miserable corporate slave, working yourself to death to meet deadlines just to make money for the boss to buy a new car or house.
Seeing his lazy appearance, Ye Zhenzhen frowned, unable to understand how this guy, who insisted on exercising every day, could be so sluggish.
The key was that as soon as he got home, he was like a Husky, seemingly with endless energy.
Yet when he came to school, he looked half-dead, especially over the past two days.
Could it be because it's the weekend and the pretty teacher didn't come?
Frowning slightly, she glanced at him leaning against the doorframe, tucked her hair back, and said softly, "Which sister has stolen my brother's soul today, making you so listless?"
Gu Ran: "..."
He raised his hand and knocked the dramatic girl on the head, then directly grabbed her backpack.
"Let's go. What's wrong with you? Read too much Dream of the Red Chamber?"
Reaching up to cover her head, Ye Zhenzhen immediately knitted her brows.
She stared at his back with some annoyance, unconsciously puffing out her cheeks.
"No respect for your elders, getting physical with your older sister!"
She chased after him, aiming a slap at Gu Ran's head, but the agile boy easily dodged it.
"You... stand still!"
Her cold, clear eyes flashed with anger, and a hint of a flush crept up her pretty face.
"I'm not stupid. Why would I stand still and let you hit me?"
Gu Ran turned around, walking backward while raising his eyebrows at the annoyed girl, making her grind her teeth in anger.
"You... wait for me, I won't hit you!"
"Dear, please unclench your back teeth when you say that. You look like you want to bite me. How do you have the nerve to say you won't hit me?"
Dear?
Who was he calling that?!
Bah, shameless!
Online shopping wasn't very popular at this time, so Ye Zhenzhen didn't get his reference and was completely thrown off by the word dear.
Originally, she just wanted to chase him down and get back at him because her dignity as an older sister was compromised.
But she didn't expect this guy to dare tease her so openly, completely trampling on her dignity as an older sister.
Her pretty face was covered in a deep blush. Not knowing if it was from anger or shyness, Ye Zhenzhen took a few deep breaths and then chased after him.
She swore that today she would definitely teach this guy who didn't respect his elders how to properly respect his older sister!
After chasing and hitting Gu Ran all the way, her anger finally subsided.
Raising her eyebrows, she glanced at Gu Ran, who was scurrying away holding his head, and hummed proudly. Just as she was about to ask him if he knew to respect his sister from now on, he ran further away and started acting like a jerk again.
"Slow down, be careful not to leak."
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
Leak?
Leak what?!
If this guy didn't anger her for a single day, he'd feel uncomfortable all over, wouldn't he!!!
Clenching her small fists slightly, she unconsciously gritted her teeth and chased after him again.
Seeing the girl lose her composure once more, Gu Ran felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart.
Seeing this girl with a straight face every day made him feel uncomfortable.
At such a blooming age, why learn from Gu Xiangcheng and be a stoic like him? What was so good about that?
It was much better like this. Blushing made her look so cute.
Lao She once said that a woman's blush is worth more than a long speech.
Look at Ye Zhenzhen blushing; how charming and adorable.
Even though it was flushed from anger, at least it was a blush!
Gu Ran was very satisfied with his masterpiece.
Walking to the intersection they had passed before, he saw an old man shouting vigorously to sell his wares.
He turned his head to look at the huffing girl beside him and reached out to tug at her sleeve.
"What!"
She had chased and hit him all the way, but this guy was like he was made of stone. He was fine, while her own hands started hurting from the impact.
At this moment, she had also given up on her plan to regain her pride, walking to the side while hugging her shoulders, puffed up with anger.
Hearing Gu Ran speak again, she immediately rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"Do you have ten yuan?"
Ten yuan?
Ye Zhenzhen frowned. Turning her head and seeing the old man selling candied hawthorns at the corner of the street, her mouth twitched unconsciously.
With her brows tightly locked, her cold eyes flashed with embarrassment and annoyance. She glared at Gu Ran, unable to understand if this guy really thought she was a fool.
Would she fall for the same trick twice?!
"No money!"
Hugging her shoulders, she replied without even turning her head, refusing very cleanly and decisively.
"Don't be so stingy. Quick, lend me ten yuan, I want to go buy a candied hawthorn."
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
She was stingy?
The twenty yuan from before was fed to a dog, right!
Wait, she seemed to have eaten some too...
She gave him an annoyed eye roll and couldn't help but say, "Who's stingy! My allowance for this week was all scammed away by you, how could I have any money left!"
"Really?"
Gu Ran raised his eyebrows, asking with some suspicion.
"Really!"
Ye Zhenzhen nodded heavily, her eyes full of sincerity.
"I don't believe it..."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
Clenching her small fists again, she silently warned herself in her heart not to get angry.
"Do you dare let me check your wallet?"
"Why... why should I!"
Hearing this, the girl was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She reached out to cover her pocket, almost jumping up.
"You're feeling guilty."
Gu Ran blinked, his eyes full of disdain.
"Non... nonsense! I am not!"
Ye Zhenzhen continued to be stubborn.
"Then please don't stutter when you speak."
"I didn't... I am not stuttering!"
Gu Ran raised his eyebrows, let out a fake sigh, shook his head, took a one-yuan coin out of his pocket, and went to the street corner to buy a stick of candied hawthorn.
This was a proper candied hawthorn, skewered with hawthorn berries. In a small county town in 2010, selling for one yuan a stick was considered a normal price.
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
Staring at the candied hawthorn in his hand, the girl's eyes were full of confusion.
Why did this guy buy a one-yuan stick when paying with his own money, but asked her for ten yuan to buy one?
Gu Ran quickly answered her doubts, "I'm not stupid, money doesn't grow on trees. Only a sucker would buy a ten-yuan stick."
Ye Zhenzhen: "!!!"
What did this guy mean?
Was he saying she was a sucker?
How mean!
"Hey, Ye Zhenzhen, is there a light in your eyes?"
While eating the candied hawthorn, Gu Ran looked at the girl. Noticing the faint glimmer in her cold eyes, he couldn't help but ask curiously.
With fire blazing in her eyes, Ye Zhenzhen turned her head and said coldly, "Heh, the doctor said I have astigmatism..."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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."
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.
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.”
