The elevator doors slowly closed.
Inside and outside the elevator, the two people breathed a sigh of relief at the exact same time.
After catching another blue plushie for Xia Muzhu, Lin Yu used the excuse of going to the restroom to contact Tang Manman on his phone.
Long Aotian: (Sweating bean emoji)
Tang KuaiKuai: (Hamster figurine sighing in relief)
Long Aotian: You guys came to watch a movie today too?
Tang KuaiKuai: Yeah.
Long Aotian: That was close.
Tang KuaiKuai: (Hamster figurine nodding blankly)
Long Aotian: What movie are you watching today?
Tang KuaiKuai: Its World.
Long Aotian: ...
Long Aotian: No way?
Long Aotian: We're going to see that movie in a bit too!
Tang KuaiKuai: ...
Long Aotian: What time is your show?
Tang KuaiKuai: Seven forty-five.
Long Aotian: ...
Long Aotian: Mine too...
Tang KuaiKuai: What do we do then?
Long Aotian: Can you change your showtime?
Tang KuaiKuai: It's too late.
Tang KuaiKuai: They've started checking tickets. Tang Qinqin is dragging me along right now, and we're waiting for the elevator downstairs. (Crying)
Seeing this message, Lin Yu felt his mind explode with a loud boom.
With no time to overthink, Lin Yu had no choice but to quickly leave the restroom and take Xia Muzhu to get their tickets checked, hoping to prevent her from running into Tang Qinqin.
After all, the two girls had completely different understandings of the situation.
In Tang Qinqin's eyes, he was her sister's undisputed boyfriend, and there had even been a pregnancy scare recently.
But to Xia Muzhu, he was her unquestionable boyfriend, and it wouldn't even be an exaggeration to call him her future husband.
Although this "husband" hadn't been very well-behaved lately, judging by Xia Muzhu's current attitude, she seemed more willing to pretend she didn't know about it.
If those two were to meet, Mars colliding with Earth would be an understatement!
After getting their tickets checked, Lin Yu hurried toward the theater room with Xia Muzhu.
Just as Lin Yu was at a loss for what to do next...
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit him. He had found the blind spot between the two girls.
That's it!
He could play the information gap!
Tang Qinqin knew him, but didn't know Xia Muzhu.
Xia Muzhu knew Tang Manman, but didn't know Tang Qinqin.
So all he and Tang Manman had to do was find an excuse to slip away together!
Damn!
Absolute genius!
Thinking of this, Lin Yu immediately furrowed his brows, hunched over slightly, hissed as he sucked in a breath of cold air, and put on an expression of deep pain.
"What's wrong?"
Xia Muzhu asked with concern from the side.
"My stomach hurts a bit."
"I think the iced cola upset it."
"I'm going to the restroom."
"You go ahead and wait for me inside the theater."
"Oh, okay."
Xia Muzhu didn't suspect a thing. She nodded and asked caringly,
"Do you have tissues?"
Saying that, she lowered her head and started rummaging through her bag.
"No need."
"I'll just buy a pack in a bit."
Lin Yu couldn't care less right now. He just brushed her off casually, wanting to get away as quickly as possible.
"Call me if you're feeling too unwell!"
Lin Yu walked toward the restroom hunched over without looking back, giving Xia Muzhu an OK hand gesture.
After Lin Yu left, Xia Muzhu turned and walked into the theater.
Just as she stepped inside, two young girls with somewhat similar facial features handed their tickets to the staff at the checkpoint.
In the blink of an eye, their tickets were checked.
The two entered the theater.
Tang Qinqin was full of excitement; she had wanted to see this movie for a long time.
When she was hospitalized and bored out of her mind, she had become addicted to a game called "Its World."
Now that her favorite game had a movie adaptation, whether it turned out to be good or bad, Tang Qinqin was determined to come and support it!
It was just...
Tang Qinqin looked at her sister beside her with a hint of dissatisfaction.
She had clearly looked quite interested earlier, so why did she suddenly seem like she didn't want to watch it anymore?
Now she was tapping away on her phone non-stop, not even looking at where she was walking.
Who was she texting?
So focused?
Was it that big jerk Lin Yu again?
Thinking this, Tang Qinqin quietly stretched her neck, trying to peek at her sister's phone screen.
Right at that moment, Tang Manman let out an "Ouch." She furrowed her delicate brows, clutched her stomach, and said in pain,
"Qinqin, my stomach hurts a bit. I'm going to the restroom first."
"You go wait for me inside the theater!"
After saying that, Tang Manman didn't even give her sister time to react. She clutched her stomach and hurried away.
Tang Qinqin stood frozen, watching her sister's back, feeling that she had suddenly become very weird.
But Tang Qinqin didn't dwell on it too much. The movie was about to start.
She needed to hurry inside and find her seat.
When Tang Qinqin entered the theater, it was packed with a huge crowd of people and was almost completely full.
Using the glow from the screen, she checked the seat number on her ticket again and began looking for her spot.
"Excuse me, please let me through."
Tang Qinqin said softly and politely.
Actually, before Tang Qinqin even spoke, the curvaceous woman with unusually colored eyes had already moved.
She first pulled her legs back, and upon realizing it didn't leave enough space, she turned sideways to allow enough room to pass.
"Thank you."
Tang Qinqin stepped past, thanking her politely, but her gaze wasn't quite as polite.
She secretly glanced at the woman's chest several times, clicking her tongue in silent amazement.
After walking past the woman, she was stunned to find that her and her sister's seats were right next to this very woman.
After a moment of thought, she sat down in the seat beside the woman.
The movie hadn't started yet; it was still time for commercials.
Tang Qinqin couldn't help but sneak a few more peeks at the woman. At the same time, she looked down at her own completely flat chest and couldn't help but feel a bit frustrated.
Why could the gap be so huge when they were both women?
Thinking about the girls her age in her class, they all had at least some development.
She was the only one stuck with a child's figure!
But thinking about her sister's figure gave Tang Qinqin some confidence.
When my sister was in her first year of high school, she seemed even flatter than me.
Now that she has developed, I shouldn't turn out bad either!
After all, Mom's genes are there to back me up!
It's only a matter of time!
Sooner or later, I'll become feminine too!
While Tang Qinqin's thoughts ran wild, the commercials finished playing.
As the movie started, Tang Qinqin glanced at the empty seat beside her, wondering how her sister was doing. She took out her phone and sent her a message.
Heavy Sugar: Sister, the movie has started. When are you coming back?
She waited for about ten seconds, but there was no reply from her sister.
Tang Qinqin didn't bother waiting any longer. Since the movie had begun, she focused all her attention on the screen.
However, before completely immersing herself in the plot, Tang Qinqin noticed that there was also an empty seat next to the older girl beside her.
It seemed she was waiting for someone too...
...
Pulling up his pants and leaving the restroom, a man was just about to head back to watch his movie when the corner of his eye suddenly caught a couple passionately kissing in the corner of the hallway ahead.
Looking closely, the man furrowed his brows.
Damn it.
I was wondering where all the pretty girls went.
Turns out they've all been snatched up by these damn blonde punks.
After cursing indignantly, the man turned around and prepared to leave.
But suddenly, he sensed that something was off.
Taking a second look, the man's eyes widened a fraction more in shock.
Wait, wait, wait!
Judging by their posture, why did it look like the pure and sweet girl was pinning the blond punk against the wall and forcefully kissing him!
Holy crap!
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.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.
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?
