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!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
