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.”
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!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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)
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
