Model Student:
...
Model Student:...
A bizarre stream of memes poured forth like a waterfall in reverse, overwhelming to the eyes.
Lin Yu felt a pang of guilt.
The meme's bear staring back at him felt like Gu Yue's gaze from a thousand miles away—shocked, suspicious, disbelieving, and burning with the fury of betrayal.
Under Gu Yue's relentless questioning, Lin Yu had no choice but to spill everything, like Cao Cao retreating from a siege—there was no hiding it anymore.
After laying everything bare, Lin Yu endured nearly a full minute of Gu Yue's bombardment of eerie memes.
In the dead of night, it was downright unsettling.
Dragon Overlord: I wanted to tell you back then.
Model Student: ?
Dragon Overlord: But by the time I found out about your college application, the deadline had passed.
Model Student: ??
Dragon Overlord: Figured there was no point telling you then, so I kept quiet...
Model Student: ???
Dragon Overlord: Sorry /(ㄒOㄒ)/~~.
Model Student: ??????
No matter what Lin Yu said, all he got in return were question marks from Gu Yue.
After apologizing, Lin Yu simply stopped responding, and Gu Yue resumed her meme assault.
After five or six minutes—presumably having cooled off a bit—Gu Yue finally typed out a proper message.
Model Student: Where are you now?
Dragon Overlord: S University in S City.
Model Student: Is Tang Manman also in S City?
Dragon Overlord: No.
Dragon Overlord: She’s still at N University.
Model Student: ???
Model Student: What’s going on?
Model Student: Didn’t you say you wanted to go to a college closer to her?
Dragon Overlord: Things changed. It’s complicated.
Dragon Overlord: Anyway...
Dragon Overlord: It’s over.
After sending that last message, Gu Yue stopped replying. Strangely, though, the chat box kept displaying "typing..." at the top.
Lin Yu wondered if his phone had frozen.
After scrolling through some short videos, Gu Yue’s message finally came through.
Model Student: Did you break up with her?
Model Student: Or did she break up with you?
Lin Yu stared at the messages, thinking neither description really fit, and typed back.
Dragon Overlord: I wouldn’t call it a breakup.
Dragon Overlord: We were never officially together.
Dragon Overlord: Then something happened, and...
Dragon Overlord: That was that.
Model Student: What happened?
Gu Yue pressed like an overly curious child.
Lin Yu frowned, not wanting to answer—it wasn’t exactly something to be proud of.
Dragon Overlord: Don’t wanna talk about it.
Gu Yue went silent again, though this time only for about a minute before another message popped up.
Model Student: So does that mean you’re single now, just like me?
Model Student: (raised eyebrow smirk)
Dragon Overlord: Nope, I have a girlfriend.
Model Student: ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
Model Student: Since when?!
Model Student: How did I not know?!
Dragon Overlord: Right after Tang Manman left. Found someone a few days later.
Dragon Overlord: (nose-picking)
Model Student: So THAT’S why you kept turning me down when I asked you to hang out!
Model Student: You were sneaking off to see your new girlfriend!!!
Lin Yu smacked his lips, thinking Gu Yue had it wrong.
He wasn’t ditching her to chase after a girlfriend—he just didn’t have time to hang out because he was already seeing someone!
But he couldn’t be bothered to correct her. No point in complicating things.
Model Student: Who’s the lucky girl?
Dragon Overlord: You wouldn’t know her.
Model Student: ...
Model Student: 6
Gu Yue stopped messaging after that, and Lin Yu was relieved.
Now that the bomb had dropped, he felt lighter.
Good—no more scrambling for excuses to lie to her!
The next morning, with no early classes, Lin Yu slept in until past ten before finally getting up and heading downstairs.
As he strolled toward the cafeteria, his mind buzzed with thoughts of food.
After weeks of scouting with his buddies, he’d sampled almost everything the cafeteria had to offer.
A few dishes stood out—delicious, perfectly suited to his tastes.
He’d already mentally bookmarked them as his go-to meals for the next four years.
Just as he was debating whether to pair his meal with sweet, creamy pumpkin juice or fizzy soda, four guys suddenly stepped in front of him, blocking his path.
The one in the center, looking him up and down with clear disdain, spoke first.
"You’re Lin Yu?"
Lin Yu eyed the strangers, unsure what they wanted, but nodded.
"Yeah, that’s me. What’s up?"
The leader scoffed, his gaze dripping with contempt as it swept over Lin Yu’s cheap clothes, like he was some kind of joke.
Then, without warning, he jabbed two fingers into Lin Yu’s shoulder and growled,
"Stay the hell away from Luo Xiaoxiao, got it?"
Lin Yu stood frozen, letting the stranger poke him twice.
Luo Xiaoxiao?
Who was that?
The name sounded familiar...
Wait—
No.
A more pressing realization hit him.
He quickly pulled out his phone, using the dark screen as a mirror to check his reflection.
Dark skin.
Sharp, intimidating eyes.
Gaunt cheeks.
A high, severe nose.
Thin lips.
A face that screamed "don’t mess with me."
???
This checks out.
Seriously, dude?
I look like this, and you’re trying to bully me?
What’s wrong with you?
While Lin Yu inspected himself, the four ignored men grew visibly irritated.
The ringleader—sporting a flashy watch—snapped and tried to slap the phone out of Lin Yu’s hand.
"You deaf or something?"
Lin Yu lifted his hand just in time, leaving the guy swiping at air.
Humiliated, the man yanked his hand back and thrust a finger inches from Lin Yu’s nose.
"You better stay away from Luo Xiaoxiao, or I’ll make sure you regret it, you hear me—"
"Cough!"
The man folded mid-air like a crumpled piece of paper, flying back several feet before crashing to the ground.
"Damn!" Lin Yu retracted his foot, glaring at the guy now curled up in pain.
"You really thought I wasn’t gangster material?"
] [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!"
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.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
