"He scored again! My Gu Luo is so incredibly cool!"
"Ahhh! He's so handsome!"
"That last shot just scored right into my heart!"
"......"
On the sports field, the cheers of the girls surged like tidal waves, one after another, each note pulsating with their fervent heartbeats.
Not just that—the corridors of the teaching building were also packed with girls, their gazes locked onto the agile and dashing figure darting across the field.
During the long break between classes.
The goalkeeper of Class Twelve, having failed yet again to block the shot, slumped onto the grass in exaggerated despair, watching the ball roll to a stop inside the net. His face twisted into an overly dramatic expression of agony.
Clutching his head tightly, his knuckles whitening from the force, he wailed in frustration, "Dammit, is it really impossible to stop him?"
As if trying to shift the blame—pretending the repeated failures were solely due to the opponent's overwhelming skill rather than his own shortcomings.
A classic case of refusing to take responsibility.
But at that moment, no one paid any attention to the 'Oscar-worthy' performance of this 'dramatic king.'
All eyes were fixed on the slightly breathless school heartthrob—Gu Luo—standing not far from the goal.
A few strands of sweat-dampened hair clung to his cheeks, adding to his untamed, roguish charm.
Gu Luo himself felt a little helpless. He had already gone easy on them, but the opposing team's skills were even worse than he'd expected.
"Gu Luo, you're amazing!"
A boy from Class Eight, who had just assisted him in scoring, ran over excitedly, giving him a thumbs-up.
But then, his tone shifted as he grumbled, "But seriously, dude, your reflexes are insane. And you’re ridiculously good-looking on top of that."
"At this point, every girl in school is your fangirl, isn’t she?"
"Listen, Gu Luo, I’m warning you—don’t you dare rank in the top twenty in exams. Otherwise, a certain friend of mine is gonna lose it."
Hearing this, Gu Luo smirked at the boy, who had likely ranked twenty-first in the last exam.
Grades, huh...
Though Caizhou Academy and Guangya Academy were both universities in Caizhou City, the former was public while the latter was private, with entirely different academic systems and exams.
So it made sense that this 'twenty-first placer' didn’t recognize his name.
Back at Caizhou Academy, Gu Luo had never fallen from the throne of first place.
Now, he wondered where he’d rank at Guangya.
Maybe he could even dethrone Luo Shuning from the top spot.
Indeed, in the freshman year-end rankings, Luo Shuning held a firm first place, Luo Shuhe was sixth, and Luo Shuling barely clung to tenth.
Lost in his thoughts, Gu Luo was snapped back to reality by the sharp blow of Teacher Liu’s whistle.
"Friendship first, competition second!" Teacher Liu announced loudly.
"Match over. Class Eight wins."
The Class Twelve P.E. teacher had wanted to organize a couple more matches to salvage some pride, but the boys from Class Twelve collectively refused.
If it had been during class, maybe. But this was the long break—the entire school’s female population was watching.
No one wanted to be reduced to mere background characters.
Besides, it wasn’t like they were the ones being humiliated anyway...
Meanwhile, on the other side of the field.
"Bro Situ! You okay?!"
"Emergency! Someone help!"
"Bro Situ, snap out of it! Don’t die on us!"
"......"
Situ Wenyao lay sprawled on the ground, his expression dazed, eyelids twitching uncontrollably as he mumbled deliriously:
"Bliss... pure bliss!"
"Hahaha, ecstasy!"
"I... can die without regrets..."
His voice dripped with satisfaction and rapture, as if lost in an indescribable euphoria.
The other boys, all natural-born jokesters, played along with exaggerated performances—some even squeezing out a few fake tears.
The fake 'class darling' of Class Eight, sophomore year—Gu Luo.
The real 'class darling' of Class Eight, sophomore year—Situ Wenyao.
......
A tall tree catches the wind.
While Gu Luo enjoyed immense popularity among the girls, his reputation in certain male circles was... less than stellar.
Two boys from Class One, sophomore year, were returning from the restroom, chatting idly as they headed back to class.
Passing through the corridor, they glanced at the excited girls cheering and scoffed in disdain.
One of them curled his lip and sighed,
"Ugh, girls are so shallow. Total simps for looks."
"Tell me about it. You’d think Gu Luo was some big-shot celebrity. So pretentious—deliberately playing soccer during the long break just to show off."
"Well, at least our Luo Shuning would never be as superficial as these basic girls."
"Exactly."
Just as they were about to enter the classroom through the back door, they spotted a familiar figure amid the crowd—cheering just as enthusiastically as the others.
Upon closer inspection, it was none other than their class’s academic committee head and the dream girl of every guy in Class One—Luo Shuning.
Her face was radiant with a smile, her eyes sparkling with joy, her happiness no less vibrant than any other girl's.
At the sight of this, the two young men froze, their expressions instantly shifting into something utterly bewildered.
............
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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?"
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...
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?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
