Friday, the winter sun was warm, finally melting most of the snow on the ground.
On the rubber basketball court, Xia Yueshan was playing basketball with a few friends he had recently made. It was truly a scene of joyful camaraderie.
Of course—
That is, if you ignored Xia Yueshan’s occasional sneaky moves that startled others, and the friends’ irritated curses in response.
After playing for a while, the pre-class bell rang.
Everyone stopped their game, carrying their basketballs as they headed toward the teaching building.
Xia Yueshan walked over to the base of the basketball hoop, picked up his phone resting there, and started walking toward the building while trying to put the phone into his pants pocket.
Just as he was about to slide the phone into his pocket, his movement suddenly froze.
Which pocket was the torn one again?
As Xia Yueshan pondered this, the second pre-class bell rang.
His friends in front, upon hearing the bell, stopped strolling leisurely and started running, some even calling back as they ran:
“Xia Yueshan, hurry up!”
“Don’t be late!”
“This class is with the homeroom teacher!”
“Okay, okay.”
Xia Yueshan quickly responded.
Not having time to think further, he shoved the phone into his right pocket, feeling it get caught by something inside. Relieved, he thought to himself that this pocket was still good.
The torn one must be the other pocket.
Pulling his hand out of the right pocket, Xia Yueshan ran to catch up with his friends...
...
Leaning on the desk, Tang Qinqin looked utterly wilted, like a drooping flower.
What exactly did she say wrong?
Why did that guy suddenly backtrack?
He even claimed not to know Lin Yu?
Damn it! (〃＞﹏＜)
Tang Qinqin ground her teeth in frustration, feeling that this little seventh grader was just as baffling as Lin Yu!
Looks like this path was a dead end.
Pouting unhappily, Tang Qinqin was deeply downcast.
Did she really have to keep looking for Lin Yu?
But Lin Yu was even worse!
He didn’t just avoid her when he saw her—
He turned and ran away!
Was she really that scary-looking?
Tang Qinqin was fuming and very unhappy.
“Ring ring ring!!!”
The pre-class bell rang again.
Tang Qinqin sat up straight, took out her physics textbook for this class, and placed it on the desk, waiting for the teacher to arrive.
Looking at the physics book for the first semester of eighth grade, Tang Qinqin couldn’t help but feel disdainful.
She had already self-studied all this knowledge last year when she was hospitalized.
Her mom was really something—why didn’t she just let her skip directly to ninth grade?
That way, she could enter high school next year.
If she went to the same high school as her older sister, she could even help her sister who was preparing for college.
With a sigh full of regret, Tang Qinqin felt helpless against her mom’s decision.
As she was lost in thought, her deskmate came back, panting heavily.
The girl was clearly lively and talkative. Before catching her breath, she turned to Tang Qinqin excitedly and said:
“Guess what I found?”
Tang Qinqin turned her head to look at her deskmate. The girl tilted her head slightly, letting her smooth hair fall naturally, and asked aloud:
“Did you find some money?”
“No.”
The girl shook her head, then pulled a phone out of her pocket.
“I found a wild phone!”
“A phone?”
“Whose is it?”
Tang Qinqin leaned in, blinking as she asked.
“I have no idea.”
The girl unlocked the phone screen. On it was a photo of a gentle-looking young woman smiling warmly as she patted the head of a boy about half her size.
The boy, however, seemed almost blind to her affection. He rolled his eyes disdainfully, clearly unimpressed by the beautiful woman beside him.
The girl looked at the photo on the screen and speculated to herself:
“The phone’s owner should be this boy in the picture, right?”
“I found the phone while going upstairs.”
“I’ve never seen the woman in the photo at school.”
“So the phone probably belongs to him.”
“What do you think?”
She didn’t seem very confident in her guess and looked up at Tang Qinqin for confirmation.
Seeing her deskmate’s stunned, blank expression and lack of response, the girl waved her hand in front of her face and softly called out:
“Qinqin?”
“Oh, right.”
“It’s his.”
Tang Qinqin snapped back to reality, hiding the surprise on her face and forcing a calm expression.
“I know him.”
“Give me the phone.”
“I’ll return it to him.”
“Okay.”
“Then you should give it to him.”
Without suspicion, the girl handed over the phone and sighed.
“What a coincidence, huh.”
“Yeah.”
Tang Qinqin nodded, tucked the phone inside her desk, and quietly agreed:
“Definitely a coincidence.”
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shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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.
