(Some changes have been made to the previous chapter)
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Lin Yu raised his head, looking at the three people with twisted expressions in front of him, and suddenly had an idea.
He could first have someone else make simple contact with Ye You and Wang Yanyan.
He could use a third party to test their attitude towards him and how much they valued him, thereby gaining some useful information.
Didn't they both say they had feelings for him?
Let's see just how much weight this 'fondness' of yours carries!
After finishing the meal, Lin Yu withdrew one thousand yuan in cash from an ATM on campus. Returning to the dorm, he found that only Lang Hua was there, sitting at his desk about to start playing a game.
Lin Yu walked over to him and tossed the thousand yuan onto his desk.
Lang Hua looked down at the bright red banknotes beside his hand, then looked up at Lin Yu, asking curiously:
"What's the meaning of this?"
"For you."
Lin Yu said flatly.
Lang Hua's expression suddenly became complicated. He silently stared at Lin Yu for a good while, finally seeming to make some kind of decision. He pressed his hands on the desk, slowly stood up, and said in a heavy tone:
"I'll go wash my butt."
"Go die already!"
Lin Yu slapped Lang Hua, who hadn't fully risen, back into his chair, and explained:
"I need you to do something for me. Consider this your salary for a month."
"And that's not all, any extra income will be yours too."
"What kind of thing?"
Lang Hua asked, completely baffled:
"Getting food or attending class for you?"
"Neither."
Lin Yu shook his head, looking into Lang Hua's eyes seriously as he said:
"I need you to help me test a few women."
Hearing this, Lang Hua crossed his arms and shook his head rapidly, saying:
"I sell my skills, not my body!"
"No need to sell your body."
Lin Yu pulled over a nearby chair and sat down. He glanced around to confirm no one was there, then put an arm around Lang Hua's shoulder and whispered:
".........."
"........"
"...."
This time, Lang Hua's expression truly became very complex. He looked at the serious Lin Yu beside him. He wanted to say something, but ultimately couldn't say anything.
A thousand thoughts condensed into two words: What a lunatic!
Lin Yu felt uncomfortable under Lang Hua's look that treated him like a mental patient and asked impatiently:
"Can you do this or not?"
"If you can't, I'll ask the other two!"
After saying that, Lin Yu stood up, pretending to leave.
"I can do it! I can do it!"
Lang Hua quickly grabbed Lin Yu. A thousand yuan!
No reason not to do it!
A fool's money is still money!
Money isn't stupid; you can still spend it once you earn it!
Hearing this, Lin Yu sat back down and emphasized to Lang Hua:
"Do exactly as I say. Any money made from this will be yours."
Lang Hua nodded earnestly on the surface, but inside he was utterly speechless.
Make money?
Do you really think you're some big celebrity or something?
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When it comes to swimming pools, people who haven't been often have some fantasies—like revealing swimsuits, sexy bodies, casual attire, and tempting glimpses of spring scenery.
To such people, Lang Hua's assessment is: Go once and you'll settle down.
Revealing swimsuits? If they let you see half a thigh, it's because those female bodhisattvas are kind-hearted!
Good grief, they're dressed more conservatively than the next.
The scenes in movies really only exist in movies.
Lang Hua, soaking in the swimming pool, was already regretting joining this swimming club.
So boring.
Just as he was thinking this, a pale, luminous figure suddenly intruded into Lang Hua's unfocused pupils.
Lang Hua instantly perked up.
Holy crap!
Gorgeous legs!
They were a pair of legs that could be called perfect. The calves were straight and slender, the thighs full, fair, and visibly firm and vibrant, so white they almost seemed to glow.
Lang Hua's gaze followed the movement of the beautiful legs, slowly shifting. At that moment, a thought instinctively surfaced in his mind.
With a pair of top-tier legs like these, this person surely couldn't be ugly!
She might even be a super beauty!
Harboring this thought, Lang Hua looked up. When he saw the woman's exquisite and beautiful profile, he suddenly froze, and an alarm bell rang rapidly in his heart.
The target has appeared!
Wang Yanyan!
Lang Hua pushed himself up from the pool's edge, climbed out with difficulty, and immediately chased after Wang Yanyan's retreating figure.
"Hey, beautiful!"
"Beautiful, wait!"
Lang Hua's call was quite loud, attracting the attention of many people nearby, but Wang Yanyan not far ahead acted as if she hadn't heard, continuing to walk forward on those long, fair legs.
Lang Hua didn't think much of it; maybe she thought he wasn't calling her.
He jogged to catch up. Just as he was about to greet her, the smile on his face instantly froze.
On the face of this campus belle-level beauty, Lang Hua saw an expression of pure, unadulterated disgust.
How to put it...
Lang Hua felt that even if she saw a pile of dog poop on the roadside, she might not necessarily make such a face.
Lang Hua's brain was now racing.
Had she noticed him staring at her legs?
Or had he offended her somewhere?
Otherwise, why would she have such a disgusted expression?
While Lang Hua was still trying to remember if he had any past conflict with this beauty in front of him, a sweet, light exclamation sounded.
"Oh!"
"It's you!"
Lang Hua turned his head and saw a cute girl with a slightly round face and a hint of baby fat walking over, looking pleasantly surprised.
Lang Hua recognized her. She had once asked him to give Lin Yu a box of chocolates and had treated him, Lv Pengju, and Wu Zhen each to a cup of milk tea.
Also, she was one of the targets.
Ye You.
Ye You walked to Wang Yanyan's side. They were clearly close. She stood on her tiptoes, leaned close to Wang Yanyan's ear, and whispered something.
Wang Yanyan sized up Lang Hua twice, and her expression quickly softened.
She seemed to be the aloof, cold beauty type, but after Ye You's few words, she also became amiable.
"Did you need something from Sister Yanyan?"
After finishing her whisper, Ye You tilted her head slightly and asked Lang Hua in a lively voice.
Lang Hua rubbed the tip of his nose. After mentally preparing himself, he looked at the two of them and said:
"I'm not looking for her specifically. I'm looking for both of you."
"There's something I'd like to discuss with you. Is it convenient to find a place to talk?"
Hearing this, the two girls exchanged a glance and didn't answer immediately.
Afraid they might misunderstand, Lang Hua immediately added:
"It's about Lin Yu."
"Sure."
"Sure."
Without the slightest hesitation, they agreed in unison.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
] [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...
