In Shen Buyao's room, Lin Yu didn't chat with Wang Biao for too long.
Judging by Shen Buyao's expression, she clearly had something to say.
When Lin Yu put down his phone and looked over, she directly asked:
"Damn Lin Yu, what's your favorite color?"
Lin Yu widened his eyes in disbelief:
"Huh? Is this some kind of jargon or code I don’t understand?"
Shen Buyao tilted her head slightly:
"Nonsense! There’s no jargon or code here. It’s just a plain, ordinary question."
Lin Yu felt a little caught off guard.
It was like talking to an elementary school kid.
Still, he played along and answered: "Sky blue."
Shen Buyao: "I like white."
Lin Yu: "..."
Who asked you?
Shen Buyao continued: "What’s your favorite fruit?"
Lin Yu: "Grapes."
Shen Buyao: "I like blueberries."
Lin Yu: "I can tell. You’ve already eaten half of them after washing them."
Shen Buyao: "Then what’s your favorite song?"
Lin Yu: "Favorite song... Hmm..."
The question stumped him for a moment.
He didn’t have a fixed favorite singer or a song he particularly loved.
If it sounded good, regardless of the artist or genre, he’d add it to his playlist.
Lin Yu answered honestly:
"I don’t have a specific one, but I prefer ballads."
"I really liked the song you sang the other day, Actually, You Don’t Understand My Heart."
Shen Buyao immediately gave him a knowing look:
"Ohhh~ So you were eavesdropping on me singing while drinking!"
Lin Yu admitted without hesitation:
"I wasn’t eavesdropping. I listened openly."
Shen Buyao: "Tch~"
Lin Yu: "Sing it again for me?"
Shen Buyao: "In your dreams! You think I’ll sing just because you asked? I’d lose all my dignity!"
But the initiative had never been in Shen Buyao’s hands.
Lin Yu raised two fingers and declared:
"Decision made..."
"The second of the three things you promised me:"
"From now on, whenever I want to hear a song, you’ll sing for me."
A vein popped on Shen Buyao’s forehead:
"What the hell—"
"What kind of condition is this?"
"You think I’m some KTV hostess?"
"Sing on demand, and loud enough for you?"
Lin Yu emphasized:
"I won’t make you sing in public all the time."
"Let me add a condition..."
"This only applies when it’s just the two of us."
Shen Buyao’s expression shifted several times: "..."
Something felt off, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
"Fine, since I already promised you."
Ahem, you better listen carefully!"
Lin Yu: "Ears are ready, ears are ready."
Despite her bold words, Shen Buyao felt awkward when it came time to actually sing.
Things like this might not have been embarrassing ten years ago.
Some things just feel more cringe the older you get.
And some things, the older you get, the bolder you become.
Clearing her throat, Shen Buyao leaned on her arm and softly sang:
"You say I’m like a cloud, elusive and unclear~ Actually, you don’t understand my heart~"
"You say I’m like a dream, distant yet near~ Actually, you don’t understand my heart~"
"You say I’m like a riddle, always hard to see~ Actually, I hide my true feelings with indifference~"
"..."
"(PS: Some people say this is just filler, but if you calm down and actually listen to each song while rereading the corresponding chapter, you’ll find something different.)"
Lin Yu listened intently.
He was genuinely surprised.
He had expected Shen Buyao to either half-heartedly mumble through it or brush him off with a laugh.
Instead, she sang seriously.
Was it really just because of that fortune-telling nonsense?
That whole "celestial loner" thing—did she actually believe it?
So much so that even Lin Yu found it surreal, as if he’d cast a spell on his antique sister.
Normally, if someone suddenly told you:
"Your birth chart matches perfectly with so-and-so; you two are destined to be together."
Would you just blindly follow them?
No way!
Yet seeing how drastically Shen Buyao had changed, it was hard to deny that something absurd had happened.
Even if he didn’t fully trust her, Lin Yu completely trusted the system’s judgment.
Hearing Shen Buyao sing the same song twice, Lin Yu sensed a shift in mood.
The first time,
it carried a lonely, detached elegance.
Like a hazy filter, Shen Buyao seemed as fleeting as a distant cloud.
But this time,
the glances she kept throwing his way
made her seem more like a girl tangled in bittersweet longing.
Sweet yet sour, sour yet bitter.
Lin Yu couldn’t help but think...
If the system kept this up, he might just pick up a few music skills and become a judge on The Voice of China.
...
Meanwhile, at dusk, in the male dormitory of Pingchuan University’s Film School.
Inside a four-person room with loft beds and study desks below,
three chairs were lined up, occupied by three shirtless guys sitting shoulder to shoulder.
Across from them,
sat a disheveled, scruffy, and pitiful-looking "class monitor," Shi Yanhai.
On the floor, at least twenty empty beer bottles lay scattered.
Shi Yanhai spoke with absolute certainty:
"Brothers, we’ve known each other for two years now."
"I swear I’ve never done anything shady to you!"
"I admit, once I got a little power, I might’ve shown off a bit in front of the girls."
"But let’s be real—what guy wouldn’t?"
"Given the chance, you’d probably outdo me."
Zhao Bin: "Stick to confessing your own sins. Don’t drag us into it!"
Gao Yumin: "Get to the point. Did you ever hit on Old Zhao’s crush?"
Gou Feng: "And how are you gonna treat us from now on?"
Ding!
Before Shi Yanhai could continue,
his phone chimed with a WeChat notification.
He grabbed it and glanced at the screen, then shut his eyes in despair.
"Damn it, bros, I’m done for!"
"Qingshui probably hates me now!"
The three exchanged glances and crowded around him,
half-concerned, half-amused:
"What did you do to her this time?"
"Spill it! You’ve been DMing her?"
"Yeah, at least let us help you figure it out!"
Shi Yanhai groaned weakly:
"Dog Brother said something about..."
"that bastard Lin Yu possibly living with Qingshui?"
"Let me be clear—I refuse to believe it!"
"So I thought, if I could get Qingshui’s address, I could check for myself."
"I sent her a message saying I bought some out-of-province strawberries and wanted to mail her some."
"But she replied..."
"Asking for a girl’s home address out of the blue is extremely rude."
"Damn it! I’m finished!"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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?!
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.
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!
