Staring at the messy red "85" scrawled across her test paper, Tang Manman felt as if a boulder were pressing on her chest, making it hard to even breathe.
How…
How could it be this low?
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The dull sound of chalk striking the blackboard echoed through the classroom, drawing everyone’s attention.
Tang Manman looked up and saw the physics teacher, her black-framed glasses perched on her nose, her face so dark it seemed like storm clouds could pour out.
The teacher shook the physics test papers in her hand, her voice trembling with barely suppressed fury:
"Alright, everyone who got the second-to-last question wrong—stand up!"
"What were you all thinking during the exam?"
"Huh?"
"What exactly have you been listening to in class?"
"I just taught this two days ago!"
"You took the test yesterday and still managed to get it wrong?"
"Do any of you even care about your studies anymore?"
Amid the teacher’s relentless scolding, Tang Manman flipped her paper over and looked at the second-to-last question on the back.
The sight of the bold red X over her neatly written answer made her breath hitch, her heart skipping a beat.
She glanced around and saw that, out of the thirty-something students in the class, only a handful had stood up—fewer than the fingers on one hand.
Biting her lower lip, tears spilled down her cheeks before she could even push herself up.
She kept her head bowed as low as possible, her legs weak as she finally rose from her seat.
The gaunt middle-aged woman behind the podium watched the students stand one by one, her anger boiling over. When Tang Manman stood, her fury reached its peak.
As both the physics teacher and the homeroom advisor, she couldn’t hold back any longer.
"Tang Manman!"
"How could you get this question wrong?"
"Is this the kind of mistake you should be making?"
"Even if I hadn’t taught this yesterday, you shouldn’t have gotten it wrong!"
"Let alone the fact that I did!"
"Tang Manman!"
"What have you been doing in class lately?"
"Your grades have dropped so much—aren’t you even a little worried?"
"Daydreaming!"
"Zoning out!!!"
The woman hurled the chalk in her hand to the floor, her furious roar reverberating down the hallway.
Tang Manman flinched, watching her tears drip one by one onto the desk, her shame driving her to bow her head even lower.
"Everyone who got this question wrong—copy this test five times as punishment!"
"Let’s see if you dare to make the same mistake again!"
The teacher slammed the stack of papers onto the podium, her voice sharp with anger.
...
Ring! Ring! Ring!
The bell for the end of class rang. The middle-aged woman gathered her papers and called Tang Manman to follow her out of the classroom.
In the hallway, the teacher leaned against the windowsill, her temper cooled. She studied the usually bright and obedient student in front of her and softened her tone.
"Has something happened at home recently?"
Tang Manman shook her head pitifully.
"Then is someone at school bullying you again?"
The woman frowned, recalling an incident from two months prior, her voice growing heavy.
"No."
Tang Manman shook her head again, her voice small.
Relieved but still puzzled, the teacher pressed,
"Then what’s going on with you lately?"
"You keep spacing out in class. Look at your last exam—what even was that?"
"You’re making mistakes on things you shouldn’t be getting wrong!"
The memory of Tang Manman’s midterm grades reignited her frustration. But when she looked up, she found the girl staring blankly again—this time at the window behind her.
The teacher instinctively turned to follow her gaze. Through the window, she saw students coming and going from the school convenience store, but nothing out of the ordinary.
She turned back, irritation flaring.
"What are you zoning out about now?!"
"I…"
Tang Manman hesitated, then said nothing, guiltily lowering her eyes.
"You—honestly!"
The woman jabbed a finger at her, too angry to even find the right words.
As the teacher fumed, Tang Manman lifted her gaze again, her eyes drifting helplessly back to the window…
...
"Gonna grab a soda~"
"Gonna grab a soda~"
Lin Yu cheerfully headed toward the school store.
But after a few steps, his carefree expression darkened. He stopped, turning on instinct to look up at the school building.
Rows of windows reflected the blinding white sunlight, making it impossible to stare for long.
Squinting, Lin Yu scanned the middle windows on the fourth floor, then the ones on the fifth, unable to shake the strange, inexplicable feeling in his gut.
Could it be…
That damn "fate" messing with him again?
He looked up at the sky—clear blue, scattered clouds, everything perfectly normal.
Gritting his teeth, he couldn’t spot anything unusual, but something still felt off.
After a moment’s hesitation, he decided to play it safe. Forget the soda—better not give fate another chance to toy with him.
He spun on his heel and marched back toward the school building.
Damn it!
Can’t even drink a soda without you pulling strings!
Just you wait!
...
...
After school.
Lin Yu slung his bag over one shoulder and stepped out of the classroom, only to find the hallway packed with students crowding around the windows, murmurs of awe rising in waves.
Realizing there was some kind of spectacle, he squeezed through the throng to the window and followed their gazes.
Parked at the school gates was an eye-catching red sports car.
Lin Yu quickly understood—this was what had everyone buzzing.
Not much of a car enthusiast, he couldn’t pinpoint what made this one special, but it definitely looked cool.
Even with his limited knowledge, he could tell it wasn’t cheap.
Digging through memories from his past life, his current life, and even the original "delinquent" owner of this body, he couldn’t recall ever seeing this car’s emblem before.
Probably some high-end, niche brand.
Had to be at least a million or two.
After a few glances, he lost interest and turned to leave.
Sure, a million-dollar car was probably out of his reach in this lifetime.
But it wasn’t that rare, was it?
You saw them on the streets now and then.
Watching this was way less entertaining than two old ladies arguing. At least that had some drama.
Just as he shouldered his bag to push through the crowd, an excited voice cut through the chatter:
"Holy crap!"
"A Koenigsegg!"
"That’s gotta be eight figures!"
Eight figures?
Lin Yu’s brow furrowed in confusion.
He blinked his eyes, one palm spread open as he lowered his head, curling his fingers one by one while silently counting under his breath.
"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten-thousands."
Once all five fingers were clenched, Lin Yu extended his thumb again and continued muttering:
"Hundred-thousands, millions..."
Staring at his outstretched index finger, Lin Yu's jaw slackened slightly in shock. He raised his head, his widened eyes brimming with disbelief.
"Holy shit!
"Eight digits!"
"Over ten million!"
"Do cars that expensive even exist in this world?"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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!" "......"
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
