Guan Bao widened his eyes: "???"
"404? How is that possible!"
"Is your phone's internet too slow to even load it?"
Guan Bao pulled out his "main phone" from his pocket and began operating it right in front of Lin Yu.
"Running a website—the most crucial thing is securing the backend."
"Our network administrator is a seasoned professional with years of experience from a top internet company."
"So our website should... Huh? What the hell!"
Before he could finish boasting,
his phone displayed the exact same error page as Lin Yu's.
He refreshed the webpage repeatedly, but nothing changed.
"Lin Yu, take a seat for now. I need to step out and make a call."
Guan Bao rushed out of the art studio in a frenzy, frantically scrolling through his contacts.
Jiang Yangmei, who was in the middle of painting,
noticed the only man moving around freely in the room.
She immediately shot him a venomous glare.
For the past two weeks,
this was the first time Guan Bao had taken her out on a solo date.
Either he was busy with work, dragging her along to meet someone, or suddenly dropping by at night for a quick "visit."
Even on this rare solo outing, Jiang Yangmei felt no trace of sweetness.
She might as well have rotted at home instead of coming out with him!
Just how busy could he possibly be every single day?
Jiang Yangmei even began to suspect—were the calls Guan Bao took away from her really from his company?
This time,
she truly misjudged Brother Bao.
Lin Yu could vouch for that!
But...
only this once.
Lin Yu picked up his phone and started scrolling through Brother Bao’s alternate account’s chat history.
Ignorance was bliss—the world was full of wonders.
Guan Bao must have a terrible memory.
On his secondary WeChat account, he had given everyone special nicknames.
「Tang Ya (Fashion TPTY Salesgirl)」
「Zhao (The Gullible Wife)」
「Bai (The Young Married Teacher)」
「Zhao (Xiao Mei’s Ex-Colleague)」
「Zhang (Ex-Ex-Girlfriend, "Bun")」
「Sun (Housekeeper, Devoured on April 5)」
「...」
The old artist was ruthless!
Lin Yu couldn’t help but admire the expertise.
Scrolling through the nicknames and profile pictures felt like browsing categories on a certain website.
Busy to this extent, yet still daring to set his sights on Xiao Fufu?
Today, the "ordinary college student" lurking in the shadows would teach this seasoned artist a proper lesson!
Out of over twenty people, only a handful were marked as "devoured" or "ex-girlfriends."
His skills still needed refinement!
The most recent chat record was from when the starlight show was playing.
Day in and day out, he seemed even busier than Lin Yu.
But now,
the website issue was enough to give him a headache.
Boasting about 30,000 registered members? More like inflated by nearly ten times.
Most of the so-called "original" illustrations uploaded were actually sourced from foreign platforms.
Guan Bao’s so-called "business"...
was just a copyright-infringing pirated site!
In the quiet art studio,
the distant wails of the old artist could faintly be heard outside.
"What do you mean the backend’s locked? Speak in terms I can understand—now’s not the time for jargon!"
"..."
"Malicious attack? Who’d bother attacking us? Is this just a bug you can’t fix?"
"..."
"Fine, fine, I won’t argue. Just tell me how long it’ll take to fix."
"..."
"Time! I just want a timeframe—no technicalities. Two hours, tops? I’ve got clients to meet! If the site’s down, what am I supposed to show them?"
"..."
"If I had to find someone else to fix it, why would I hire you? What kind of attitude is that? Hey? HEY!"
"..."
It was clear—
Guan Bao was genuinely furious.
His shouting was so loud that people in the studio frowned and turned to look.
A staff member had to step in and politely remind him:
"Sir, if you need to make a call, please use the lounge area in the lobby. It’s straight down this way."
"There’s a live painting session inside—we’d appreciate it if you could keep the noise down. Thank you for your cooperation."
Jiang Yangmei, gripping her paintbrush, glared even more irritably toward the entrance.
This was a public space—making such a scene was beyond embarrassing!
Then,
her gaze shifted to Ye Mengfu in front of her.
The commotion outside hadn’t affected her in the slightest.
She didn’t even glance back to see what the fuss was about.
Ye Mengfu remained immersed in her own world, swiftly and intently finishing her painting.
Jiang Yangmei’s expression twisted with envy.
Back in school, the two had been inseparable.
At first,
Jiang Yangmei had only felt admiration for Ye Mengfu’s innate talent.
But as time went on,
the inferiority complex from constant comparison consumed her.
How could a girl with almost zero social skills, who didn’t even know how to navigate relationships, effortlessly outshine her?
Jiang Yangmei took deep breaths, forcing herself back into a painting mindset.
Even if this was just a small exhibition event,
it was still a "battlefield" where the two of them would compete.
She wanted Ye Mengfu to know—
even without underhanded tactics, she was still the better one!
...
The event’s painting requirement was simple: illustrate a comic character.
The figures from Jimmy Liao’s picture books had clean lines and were easy to draw.
Before long,
people began submitting their finished works to the judges’ table one after another.
The moment a piece was handed in,
a panel of judges would score it on the spot.
Staff would tally the scores to ensure rankings could be announced as soon as the time limit ended.
Live events prioritized speed and efficiency.
After all,
making participants and their companions wait too long for a commemorative prize would kill the mood.
By the time both Ye Mengfu and Jiang Yangmei finished,
Brother Bao still hadn’t returned.
Lin Yu kept his phone in hand, waiting for the right moment to set his plan in motion.
Not that it mattered.
The real drama unfolding behind the scenes didn’t even star Brother Bao.
He was just borrowing the man’s "connections" for convenience.
They submitted their works around the same time.
As Jiang Yangmei and Ye Mengfu walked back to the seating area together,
Jiang Yangmei glanced at Ye Mengfu’s clothes and sneered:
"Even drawing something this simple, and you still got paint on your clothes."
Ye Mengfu looked down.
A red stain smudged the white kangaroo pocket.
Probably from flicking her brush during the final strokes.
The paint wasn’t dry yet—trying to clean it now would only spread the stain.
But the next moment,
Jiang Yangmei lost all interest in mocking Ye Mengfu.
"Ding! Ding!"
"Ding! Ding!"
"..."
A rapid series of WeChat notifications chimed from her phone.
Jiang Yangmei stepped away and pulled out her phone to check.
Huh?
Who created a group chat at a time like this?
And this name—
「One Big Happy Family (Guan Bao’s Private Edition)」?!
...
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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?"
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?!
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."
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...
