Su Yang reached out again to grab Tang Ziyun in the seawater.
This time, he failed to catch her arms in time.
But given the situation, Su Yang didn’t have the mind to dwell on it.
He quickly let go and instead grabbed Tang Ziyun under her arms, pulling her up with force.
Tang Ziyun was rescued by Su Yang once more, and instinctively, she clung tightly to him again.
Her soaked hair clung to her cheeks as seawater streamed down her face. She coughed uncontrollably, her mouth wide open.
“Cough… cough…”
“Are you okay? Why did you suddenly let go?”
After catching her breath for a few seconds, Tang Ziyun pouted, “It’s because you…” She trailed off, unsure how to phrase it.
“Because I what?” Su Yang asked, confused.
“Ugh, never mind! I’m not doing the treading water anymore! These waves are too much for me.”
Su Yang nodded. “Alright, the ocean really isn’t the best place to learn. Let’s move to shallower water.”
With one arm around Tang Ziyun and the other paddling, he swam toward a calmer area.
Tang Ziyun’s feet finally touched the soft sand.
She took a deep breath and complained, “You made me swallow so much seawater! I nearly choked!”
Su Yang chuckled awkwardly. “Sorry about that. I was too hasty and didn’t account for the waves. Let’s just practice some basic swimming strokes here.”
After Tang Ziyun recovered, Su Yang resumed teaching.
This time, he demonstrated the basic breaststroke technique.
He showed her a few times before letting her try.
But the moment her feet left the sand, her head plunged underwater.
Seeing this, Su Yang had no choice but to support her. One hand held her neck, while the other rested on her smooth stomach.
Tang Ziyun blushed as Su Yang’s hand pressed against her throat. “You… your hand is blocking my airway. I can’t breathe properly.”
“Well… it’s not exactly easy for me to move it either.”
“Just adjust it a little. It’s uncomfortable like this.”
“Fine.” Su Yang shifted his right hand from her neck to her shoulder.
Now, Tang Ziyun swam much more smoothly.
While teaching, Su Yang glanced toward Zhang Ziming and Han Xiaoyu in the distance—and his eyes widened.
The two weren’t learning to swim at all; they were just fooling around.
Zhang Ziming was having the time of his life, flipping and diving into the water.
Within seconds, he yanked Han Xiaoyu, who had been standing, into the sea with a splash.
“Damn!” Su Yang stared in disbelief.
“What’s wrong?” Tang Ziyun asked between strokes.
“N-Nothing.”
Su Yang continued guiding Tang Ziyun while stealing glances at the others.
Meng Wenzhou and Xia Keke were also playing around under the guise of swimming, occasionally wrestling in the water.
Meng Wenzhou stood up and accidentally caught sight of Su Yang and Tang Ziyun.
Watching Su Yang’s technique, he froze. ‘Holy crap? Damn, bro, you’re actually teaching for real?’
‘Wait… his method seems pretty clever. Why didn’t I think of that?!’
Suddenly enlightened, Meng Wenzhou smacked his forehead and turned to Xia Keke with a serious expression. “Alright, no more messing around. Let’s focus on swimming. I’ll check if your form is correct.”
Xia Keke nodded innocently. “Okay!”
She immediately assumed a breaststroke position and started paddling forward.
Meng Wenzhou called out, “Come back. Your form’s not quite right. Let’s go a little deeper—I’ll hold you so you won’t sink.”
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Meanwhile, Su Yang stopped watching Zhang Ziming and focused entirely on supporting Tang Ziyun.
“That’s it, just like that. Stay calm, maintain your posture, and breathe steadily.”
Tang Ziyun arched her back, arms paddling behind her, though her face was inexplicably flushed.
[Ding! Detecting the host’s cheerful mood and enjoyment. Reward: 600,000.]
Su Yang smiled, carefully guiding Tang Ziyun back and forth for nearly eight minutes.
Tang Ziyun panted, “I can’t… I’m exhausted. I need a break. You can let go now.”
Reluctantly, Su Yang released his right hand.
Tang Ziyun looked adorably shy at that moment.
Su Yang pretended to snap out of it and quickly withdrew his hand. “Uh, s-sorry. I got too focused and didn’t realize.”
“It’s… fine.” Tang Ziyun stood and walked toward the shore.
“Let’s go rest,” she called over her shoulder.
“You go ahead. I’ll round up the others.”
Su Yang couldn’t walk back with Tang Ziyun—if Pan Ning saw them, he wouldn’t know how to explain.
Though they hadn’t defined their relationship yet, they were no longer just friends.
Once Tang Ziyun rejoined Pan Ning and the others, Su Yang swam toward Zhang Ziming.
“How’s the teaching going, Ziming? Has Xiaoyu learned anything?”
Han Xiaoyu’s face was just as red as Tang Ziyun’s earlier—who knew how much Zhang Ziming had taken advantage.
Zhang Ziming shot Su Yang a knowing grin. “Of course! She’s got the basics down now.”
“Seriously?”
“No joke. I could totally be a swim coach.”
“Alright, let’s head back. The others have been sitting around—let’s get them in the water too.”
“Sounds good!” Zhang Ziming agreed.
The three of them, along with Meng Wenzhou nearby, started swimming back.
On the way, Su Yang’s eyes narrowed—Liu Bo was happily supporting Liu Meng as she swam.
‘Damn!’
Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou exchanged glances. Meng Wenzhou smirked. “That guy’s a quick learner.”
“Haha, let him teach. We won’t interrupt.”
Back on shore, Su Yang sat beside Pan Ning. “Why are you still sitting? Come join us!”
“Did you have fun?”
“Absolutely! Best time ever! First time swimming in the ocean—so refreshing!”
“And first time teaching a girl to swim in the ocean, right?” Pan Ning glanced up at him coolly.
Su Yang: “……”
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
] [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!"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
