What is youth?
Su Cheng didn't know. He had never experienced what youth was like, nor had he felt its beauty. But he knew that youth was something that made people feel good.
"So, what exactly is youth?"
Sitting at his desk, Su Cheng stared at a question in his workbook, lost in thought.
Youth...
His heart was filled with confusion.
His world was dark, cruel, and filled with all sorts of dirty things.
But youth was nowhere to be found.
"If this becomes the next exam question, I'm doomed."
Su Cheng sighed.
He couldn't exactly write that youth was a lie or a sin.
That might get him dragged into some strange club by the teacher!
"Knock knock knock~"
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
He went to the door, opened it, and saw Grandma Li holding a plastic container, smiling warmly at him. "Su Cheng, we had some extra dumplings today."
"No, Grandma Li, that's not necessary."
Su Cheng quickly waved his hands, refusing her kind offer.
But Grandma Li simply placed the container in his hands and said, "Don't be polite, we're neighbors. Look at how skinny you are, you need to eat more. Enjoy them while they're hot."
With that, she turned and left.
"Thank you."
Su Cheng said his thanks to her retreating back, closed the door, and went back inside.
Grandma Li often greeted him and used him as a positive example to her grandson.
He didn't expect her to bring him dumplings today.
It had been a long time since he had dumplings...
He opened the plastic container and found handmade dumplings inside, emitting a delicious aroma that looked very appetizing.
"Hmm... I'll make noodles to return the favor next time."
He muttered to himself, then sat down at the table and started eating. One bite and his taste buds were filled with flavor.
It was fragrant and delicious.
"Mmm~"
Su Cheng couldn't help but praise, then continued eating several more dumplings, enjoying the meal and letting the oil from the dumplings stain his lips. As he chewed, he smiled.
Then, while still chewing, he mumbled indistinctly, "Youth is Grandma Li knocking on the door!"
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After finishing, he returned to his desk and continued working on his workbook.
Although this last-minute cramming would only harm his body, to secure the top spot in the grade, he had to give it his all.
Although he believed his test-taking abilities surpassed everyone in the grade, in this school, he found that everyone had strong determination, reasons, and exceptional study skills.
Moreover, these wealthy kids had access to information, connections, and wealth, using everything they could to their advantage.
During the last test, he noticed intense competition within the class, with everyone discussing and secretly competing before the exams.
Information and connections: Spreading false rumors about test questions and psychological tactics.
When you ask someone if they've been studying, they'll casually say, "It's just a test, nothing important. I played games all night!"
In reality, they had stayed up all night studying!
Wealth: Hiring top private tutors for intensive lessons.
These were things he didn't have, so he had to work hard.
As Su Cheng wrote, he pondered.
At that moment, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw a message.
It was from Liu Qingyue.
Liu Qingyue: "My family recently bought a car, so from now on, someone will drive me to school. You don't need to pick me up anymore."
(Sad face emoji)
Su Cheng was stunned for a moment, then typed a reply: "I understand."
Did the Ji family buy a new car?
Probably Ji Qingyi stopping you from coming, right?
He thought for a while but couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, so he casually muttered a complaint, decided not to think about it anymore, put his phone aside, and continued working on his practice booklet.
At 1 AM, he took a shower and slowly got into bed. But he had no sleepiness, as he could clearly feel a severe discomfort in his chest.
"It's probably because I haven't been this serious in a long time."
Su Cheng frowned and muttered, then tossed and turned.
"I'll get used to it."
Eventually, Su Cheng closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep, but his mind kept replaying today's events.
He thought about Li Guanqi's soft tone by the pool, the soft touch, and how she had wrapped her small hands around his neck, breathing warmly close to him. Su Cheng felt his face burning and his breathing becoming heavier.
This was the first time he had been so intimate with a girl.
Even Liu Qingyue had only rested her head on his shoulder before.
In essence, it wasn't that intimate.
And he had experienced similar things before.
When taking the bus, sometimes a sleeping woman's head would suddenly fall onto his shoulder.
"Bad woman, how dare you disturb my heart!"
He cursed in his heart. After an unknown amount of time, he felt his body become more comfortable and gradually fell asleep.
He had no dreams that night.
The next day.
Su Cheng woke up early and rode his bike along the road, heading to school.
But the usual bus stop, where a beautiful figure in black stockings once stood, was now empty.
To be honest, he felt a bit disappointed.
After all, waking up every day to see a beautiful girl in black stockings, chatting and going to school together, was a wonderful thing!
But now that beautiful girl was gone, and as a normal person, he felt a sense of loss.
"Classmate Su Cheng~"
Hearing this, Su Cheng was startled and quickly stopped his bike, looking behind him.
He saw a beautiful girl in black stockings standing by a private car. When she saw that his bike's back seat was empty, her big eyes curved into a beautiful crescent moon.
She was holding a yellow paper box carefully in both hands.
Xuan Ying.
She turned her head and said something to the driver, then the driver stepped on the gas and left. Su Cheng watched the luxury sports car drive away and sighed.
This girl clearly wanted to hitch a ride on his bike!
She didn't want to ride in her expensive car and instead chose his broken bicycle.
"What's wrong, Xuan Ying classmate?"
However, Su Cheng still put on a puzzled expression.
Xuan Ying walked up with the paper box, looking a bit embarrassed as she said, "Well... I just came across a stray kitten on the road..."
As she spoke, Xuan Ying opened the paper box, revealing a very cute three-month-old Ragdoll cat in Su Cheng's sight.
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
