"It's really burning money."
After saying goodbye to his senior, Su Cheng hid in a spot to take out bread and milk from his spatial storage to eat. After finishing, he couldn't help but mutter this phrase, then headed back towards the classroom building.
Originally, he thought 250,000 would be enough for him, but he didn't expect joining a club would cost so much. Suddenly, he felt like he had become poor again, but he wasn't discouraged. Instead, his fighting spirit was high.
"I just need to confess to a few more C-level girls."
Su Cheng made up his mind.
"Ouch, my foot hurts so much."
Suddenly, a groan came from nearby.
Su Cheng turned his head to look and saw a cute-looking girl sitting on a chair, rubbing her ankle in white knee-high socks, looking at him with a pitiful expression.
He glanced at her and then immediately averted his gaze, pretending he hadn't seen her, and continued walking towards the teaching building.
Although there was an exclamation mark above this person's head, he wouldn't easily offer any help.
After all, if he helped and then accidentally forgot later, and chose to confess, what if the other person agreed?
"Little brother, can you help me? Take me to the infirmary."
Seeing that Su Cheng was unwilling to pay attention to her, the girl hurriedly called out, but Su Cheng didn't even slow down. Instead, he started running, seemingly determined to establish his cold-blooded and indifferent image.
"Phew~"
After running into the teaching building, Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, then lifted his head and stopped a male classmate, saying, "Classmate, there's a cute girl at the entrance who hurt her leg. She urgently needs someone to carry her to the infirmary. Can you help her?"
"What!?"
Upon hearing this, the righteous male student's eyes widened: "I can't ignore such a thing!"
He immediately ran out of the teaching building towards the entrance.
Watching his urgent figure, Su Cheng's lips curled slightly upwards, then he walked towards the bathroom with light steps.
When the male classmate arrived at the entrance, he indeed found a petite girl with a sweet face sitting on a chair, but there was also a blonde twin-tailed girl beside her.
"Classmate, do you need help?"
The boy hurriedly asked, eager to express his passionate and upright image, but he didn't notice the contempt and disdain on the girl's face at that moment.
"No need, please stay away from me!"
"Huh?"
The boy was stunned by this abrupt language, then looked at the girl sitting on the chair and found that she was actually a beautiful mixed-race girl, looking very cute. Moreover, the blonde twin-tailed girl beside her was even cuter and also mixed-race. Two mixed-race girls made him secretly swallow.
"Didn't you hear, you presumptuous man? I told you to stay away from us!"
These words suddenly woke him up, and then looking up to see the fierce gaze, he immediately felt guilty and hurriedly left sheepishly.
"What's going on, why did Su Cheng run away?!"
The girl on the chair puffed out her cheeks in anger, looking very displeased: "Am I not cute enough!?"
Her name was Ailiya.
Her father was the CEO of a multinational corporation, giving her an upper-middle background in this school.
"Maybe he's in a bad mood today?"
Cornelia smiled awkwardly beside her.
Just now, her friend hadn't seen the scene that would have pleased her, so she acted out a play by herself. Although Cornelia had tried to stop her, she couldn't, so she could only hide to the side and watch helplessly.
Her plan was to have Su Cheng help her, and then according to Su Cheng's nature as a confession maniac, he would definitely confess to her, and finally, she would harshly humiliate Su Cheng, enjoying his disappointed and pained expression.
But who knew that Su Cheng wouldn't follow the script at all and just ran away, making her act in vain, which made her friend very upset.
"Damn thing!"
Ailiya said through gritted teeth, then suddenly stood up: "I don't believe this!"
Cornelia was startled and hurriedly tried to persuade her: "Ailiya, don't do anything rash..."
She wanted to convince Ailiya further, but before she could finish, she found that Ailiya had already run into the teaching building, so she had no choice but to follow helplessly.
Just as Ailiya entered the first floor, Su Cheng suddenly emerged from the bathroom next to her, then glanced at Ailiya, muttering to himself: "What a Medical Expert."
The girl who was just in excruciating pain was instantly cured by that male classmate, which made him marvel at how this school was indeed full of hidden talents.
"What are you saying?"
Ailiya was immediately annoyed when she heard this. She was already in a bad mood, and hearing Su Cheng's inexplicable words made her even more furious.
Cornelia, who had just caught up, saw their expressions and couldn't help but cover her forehead and shake her head, observing secretly from the side.
"Are you sure you want to chat with me in front of the men's bathroom?"
As Su Cheng said this, two male classmates who had just finished using the bathroom appeared behind him, looking at Ailiya with strange expressions.
This made her suddenly feel uncomfortable all over, her face turning bright red as if about to drip blood.
So she angrily grabbed Su Cheng's arm and dragged him to the stairway on the other side. Then, with her arms crossed, she looked down at him, snorted coldly, and commanded: "Confess to me!"
Su Cheng was stunned when he heard this: "Why should I confess?"
"Aren't you the confession maniac? Isn't confessing your hobby?"
Ailiya's righteous manner made it seem like she would kill him if he dared not to confess.
"How surprising, you actually know about my 'little-known' noble interest. I'm impressed, goodbye!"
Saying this, Su Cheng turned to leave. He really had no interest in arguing with this person here.
This person's thought process was clearly abnormal.
What if the confession was successful?
"Stop right there!"
Ailiya grabbed Su Cheng and pulled him back: "You haven't confessed to me yet!"
Su Cheng forcefully shook off her hand, saying displeased: "Why should I confess to you? You're not my type!"
"What!"
Hearing Su Cheng's words, Ailiya immediately became upset, her face flushing red as she yelled: "What do you mean I'm not your type? You're making it sound like I'm the one confessing to you!?"
"I've already explained it very clearly to you. Look at yourself, what about you is worth my confession?"
Su Cheng was also angry at this point, so he looked at her Schrödinger's chest with disdain.
"You, you..."
Ailiya was so angry that her whole body trembled. Finally, she bit her lip and, in her urgency and embarrassment, said: "I don't care, you must confess to me today, and then let me humiliate you thoroughly!"
"Are you delusional?"
Su Cheng was completely baffled. This girl was indeed not normal, saying such things when he didn't even know her.
And she still wanted to humiliate him?
However, if he had to reject, it wouldn't be impossible to confess a little. After all, it was for the system rewards, not embarrassing.
Since she wanted to humiliate him, he needed to find a way to turn the tables.
Ensure that she would definitely reject him, and even make her feel humiliated.
So he slowly said: "You want me to confess to you, right?"
"Mm-hmm."
Ailiya nodded expectantly, then pushed Su Cheng, urging: "Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"
Su Cheng took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, then looked at Ailiya seriously and said: "Do you have body odor?"
"?"
Ailiya was stunned when she heard this and unconsciously lifted her arm to smell her armpit. Then she suddenly realized and glared at Su Cheng, saying word by word: "You lowly commoner dare to humiliate me? You're asking for death!"
Then she raised her fists, baring her teeth, looking as if she was about to pounce and bite him.
Seeing this, Su Cheng was startled and quickly stepped back, pressing one hand against the shorty's forehead to interrupt her spell-casting. Then he looked at her affectionately and said softly: "Because you're as enchanting as a fox, making me want to confess to you uncontrollably. I like you!"
After saying this, he let go of his hand, saw that Ailiya was still in a daze, and turned to run towards the stairs.
"Hey!"
Ailiya finally snapped out of her astonishment and saw that Su Cheng had already walked away. She stomped her foot and hurried after him, then shouted angrily at Su Cheng, "You damn thing, I will never agree to your stupid confession! You should take a good look at yourself in the mirror. How dare you, such a lowlife, think you're worthy of me? Dream on!"
"Phew~"
Even after venting all her insults, she didn't feel any sense of satisfaction, but rather a sense of defeat.
She also felt a wave of regret, thinking she should have slapped him hard and said some harsh words earlier to salvage her humiliated dignity.
"Damn it, I'm so furious, this guy is so annoying!"
Ailiya angrily punched the wall, feeling even worse.
"Um... didn't he just confess to you?"
At this moment, Cornelia also rushed up, looking at Ailiya with some embarrassment and asked.
She had witnessed everything and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"I would never accept such a confession!"
Ailiya said indignantly, then suddenly looked at Cornelia and asked, "Why does he humiliate me with such a confession, but treats you with gentleness? Why?!"
At this, she burst into loud sobs, an emotion she had never experienced before.
Such differential treatment was too hurtful to her self-esteem!
"Ah!? You're crying!?"
Seeing Ailiya suddenly cry, Cornelia was startled and quickly wiped the tears from her cheeks.
"I'm not crying, it's just that sand got into my eyes!"
Ailiya immediately denied it, but the sequence of her words was wrong, even she herself didn't believe it.
Cornelia sighed helplessly, then patted Ailiya's shoulder and comforted, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about him anymore."
Indeed, when a tsundere meets someone even more tsundere, they suddenly become gentle.
"No, I want to humiliate him in front of his whole class right now, let him experience social death!"

ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...