Chen Zhi walked through the doors of the lecture hall.
Good heavens, it was packed with people.
This Introduction to Mao Zedong Thought class was a major lecture for several colleges. Hundreds of people were squeezed into one room, forming a dense sea of heads.
Chen Zhi swept his gaze across the classroom and finally managed to spot the three VIPs from Room 404 sitting in the middle-right section.
But when he looked closer, he was dumbfounded.
Guo Yang was sprawled on the desk catching up on sleep. Li Zicong and Zhang Tianyang were each glued to their phones, not even lifting their heads.
"Damn, why didn't you guys save a seat for me?"
Li Zicong jumped in fright. Turning around and seeing it was Chen Zhi, he exclaimed, "Holy crap, Lao Chen? You're still alive?"
"No shit."
"You disappeared right after the last class. We thought you were skipping to go see some girl, who knew you'd actually come back?" Li Zicong looked innocent and pointed around. "Look for yourself, where is there any space left?"
Chen Zhi looked around.
Aside from the first row, the entire classroom was packed to the brim. There were even two extra stools placed in the aisle.
Was he going to have to stand and listen for two periods?
Just as Chen Zhi was frowning, preparing to bite the bullet and go to the first row to play the good student, his right arm suddenly tightened.
A familiar fragrance drifted into his nose.
Immediately after, a soft, warm body pressed against him.
"Brother, can't find a seat?"
The voice was so sweet and charming that it could make a person's bones go soft.
Chen Zhi knew who it was without even turning his head.
Other than that seductress Pei Ningxue, no one else would be this brazen in broad daylight.
He looked down.
Pei Ningxue was wearing a very preppy outfit today.
On top, she wore a white shirt paired with a small black blazer, a red bow tied at the collar. On the bottom, she had on a pleated skirt—commonly known as a JK uniform.
Looking further down.
Her long, straight, and well-proportioned legs were wrapped in black over-the-knee socks. The cuffs dug slightly into the middle of her thighs, exposing a section of snow-white skin.
Who could withstand this?
Chen Zhi was an honest guy. Faced with her question, he chose to nod honestly.
"Yeah, I got here late."
Pei Ningxue blinked, her eyes rippling with charm.
"But my roommates only saved four seats, and they're all taken. What should we do?"
She bit her lower lip in mock distress, but her gaze remained hooked on Chen Zhi.
Chen Zhi was just about to say: "How about you go sit in the first row, and I'll squeeze in with your roommates."
Pei Ningxue slightly tilted her head, her black hair slipping down her shoulder. She leaned close to Chen Zhi's ear and made him an offer he couldn't refuse.
"How about... you sit on my lap?"
Chen Zhi's Adam's apple bobbed.
He swallowed the words that had just reached his lips: "That's not completely out of the question."
His greatest virtue was being practical.
Since there were no seats, a seat was a seat, right?
Now it was Li Zicong's turn to be unable to sit still.
"I object!"
Li Zicong slammed his hand on the desk, his voice a bit loud, causing a few girls in the front row to turn around. It seemed he was truly anxious.
He quickly lowered his voice and said with a righteous face, "Lao Chen, we are brothers! How can I let you suffer such a grievance?"
After saying that, he turned to look at Guo Yang, who was still sleeping, and started pushing him.
"Guo Yang! Fatty Guo! Wake up!"
Guo Yang raised his head groggily. "Huh? Is class over? What are we having for lunch?"
"Forget about lunch!" Li Zicong said with a serious face. "Didn't you say you were too tired from gaming last night and wanted to go back to the dorm to catch up on sleep? Hurry up and go back, your health is more important."
Guo Yang looked bewildered. "Ah? I didn't say that... I was sleeping really soundly just now..."
Li Zicong blinked frantically, his eyelids practically cramping. "You are tired! You want to go back! Don't make Lao Chen squeeze together with a female classmate, it will affect her studies! Hurry up and leave, I'll answer for you during roll call!"
Guo Yang looked at Li Zicong's murderous expression, then looked at the unbelievably beautiful JK girl beside Chen Zhi, and finally had an epiphany. He understood.
"Oh... right! I suddenly feel my migraine acting up. I need to hurry back to the dorm to take some medicine."
Guo Yang slowly began packing his bag.
Li Zicong turned his head, looking at Chen Zhi with a fawning expression. "Lao Chen, look, we have a seat! Sit down, sit down! Don't be a stranger with your brother!"
Chen Zhi watched this scene and let out a cold laugh.
Heh.
Trying to make me stay now?
Too late!
I preferred the rebellious and untamed attitude you guys had earlier.
"There's no need."
Chen Zhi said with an expression of righteous integrity, "I think as the class monitor, it's great that you have this spirit of unity and friendship. However, in order not to disturb student Guo Yang's enthusiasm for learning, I have decided to sacrifice myself."
He glanced at Pei Ningxue beside him and sighed. "Squeezing in with a beautiful girl might be a bit of a grievance, but I can barely accept it."
Chen Zhi ignored the guy and let Pei Ningxue pull his arm. Under the envious and resentful gazes of all the boys in the class, he swaggered toward the other side of the classroom.
"Fuck!"
Li Zicong's grief-stricken and indignant low growl came from behind.
The seats Pei Ningxue found were very secluded, in a corner against the wall of the classroom.
Three girls were sitting there, all looking very delicate and pretty.
Seeing Pei Ningxue pulling a boy over, the three girls' eyes instantly lit up, the flames of gossip burning brightly.
Pei Ningxue did not waste words, walking straight up to the girl sitting on the innermost seat against the wall.
"Xiaodie."
Pei Ningxue spoke with a smile, "Could you give up your seat for my brother?"
The girl named Xiaodie froze for a moment and glanced at Chen Zhi. "Ningxue, there's... there's no space left. And wouldn't it be too cramped?"
"When we get back, take a bottle of SK-II from my cabinet," Pei Ningxue said in a flat tone.
Xiaodie's eyes instantly went round.
"You're treating me like a stranger, Ningxue!"
While swiftly packing her bag, Xiaodie looked at Chen Zhi with profound respect. "It's just giving up a seat, it's the least I can do! Compared to my roommate's happiness, what does my small sacrifice count for? It's just the first row, right? I love sitting in the first row!"
After saying that, she hugged her bag and marched toward the first row without looking back.
Chen Zhi, "..."
Seeing this situation, Pei Ningxue's other two roommates suddenly became restless.
The long-haired girl sitting in the middle hesitated for a moment before saying, "Ningxue... actually, we also feel it's a bit cramped here, and the air isn't very good..."
The other girl nodded frantically. "Yes, yes, yes, I suddenly feel like I really love studying too."
Pei Ningxue pulled Chen Zhi down to sit and glanced at them with a smile.
"You guys can each take a bottle when we get back too."
As soon as her words fell.
The two girls immediately turned around, their backs facing Pei Ningxue and Chen Zhi, and sat bolt upright.
"For these two periods, we will only look up at the blackboard. We absolutely won't lower our heads once! And we definitely won't look back!"
"Right! If we look back, we're dogs!"
Chen Zhi: "..."
This dorm relationship sure was pure.
Pei Ningxue nodded in satisfaction and pulled Chen Zhi to sit in the innermost corner.
The class bell rang.
The professor on the podium opened the PPT and started lecturing on the theory of contradiction.
Chen Zhi had just opened his book, preparing to put on an act of studying.
Under the desk, a slightly cool little hand quietly reached over and rested on his thigh.
Chen Zhi stiffened and turned to look.
Pei Ningxue was resting her chin on one hand, her eyes fixed on the blackboard. She looked exactly like a model student paying close attention to the lecture.
That is, if her hand wasn't wandering so mischievously under the desk.
"Brother."
Pei Ningxue tilted her head slightly, her lips practically brushing against Chen Zhi's ear.
"For these next two classes... you can do whatever you want."
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?"
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."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
