After boarding the bus together,
Zhao Yuhao still took his usual seat by the window.
Lin Yu and Chi Qingchi settled into the back row.
Neither group exchanged many words afterward.
Instead, Xiao Chi (Chi Qingchi) and Lin Yu chatted quite a bit, discussing in detail who else they’d be picking up later.
For this comic convention event, Pingchuan University’s anime club had five cosplayers participating, including Lin Yu and Chi Qingchi.
Lin Yu was cosplaying as [Kaneki Ken] (Tokyo Ghoul).
Chi Qingchi was cosplaying as [Erina Nakiri] (Food Wars!).
The female club member Hehe was cosplaying as [Mirai Kuriyama] (Beyond the Boundary).
Jiajia was cosplaying as [Rikka Takanashi] (Love, Chunibyo & Other Delusions).
And Huanhuan was cosplaying as [Yuno Gasai] (Future Diary).
Aside from the cosplayers,
a band formed by club members (two guys and three girls) had signed up for the live performance segment.
Including the vice president Zhao Yuhao, eleven people in total were heading to the venue—quite a sizable group.
After a brief chat with Lin Yu, Chi Qingchi pulled out her laptop.
She meticulously checked the audio files, background MVs, and other materials needed for the band’s performance.
Lin Yu watched the MV alongside her, impressed by the club band’s skills.
The song they were performing had a strong connection to Lin Yu’s character—
It was the opening theme from Tokyo Ghoul… Unravel!
That famously catchy "Oshiete yo~ oshiete yo~" song!
What amazed Lin Yu even more was that they weren’t using the original version, but a fan-made "Quad-Language Edition" by a cover artist.
The lyrics embedded in the MV cycled through Chinese, Japanese, Korean, and English—making it an incredibly challenging performance.
Lin Yu also noticed numerous Adobe Premiere project files on Xiao Chi’s desktop,
indicating she’d done a fair amount of editing work beforehand.
"Xiao Chi, did you edit this MV?" Lin Yu asked curiously.
Chi Qingchi nodded proudly, tilting the screen toward him.
"Hehe, pretty good, right? I aced my video editing class!"
"Today’s performance is definitely gonna win the con’s gold prize!"
Lin Yu examined the MV, which was cut using footage from Tokyo Ghoul.
The timing and emotional buildup were handled masterfully—
the kind of polished edit that would rack up serious views if uploaded online.
"Damn, you’ve got skills!"
"How come I never noticed this talent during class assignments?"
"What was your class ranking again…?"
Lin Yu tried hard to recall.
How could he remember details from his past life that clearly?
He only knew Da Chi (Chi Qingchi’s sister) was the undisputed top student, consistently ranking first every semester—
a shoo-in for the national scholarship.
But Xiao Chi?
She hovered somewhere in the middle-to-lower range,
even trailing behind Lin Yu by a bit.
In his past life, Lin Yu had wondered:
How could two sisters, raised in the same environment,
have such a gap in academic performance?
Chi Qingchi immediately pouted and pulled her laptop back.
"Pfft, Mr. Smooth-Talker Lin, it’s not like there’s a huge difference between us!"
"Anyway, you’ve got your work cut out for you today—lots of people will want photos."
"Who knows? You might even go viral and blow up online!"
"We still have about fifty minutes until we reach the venue. If you're tired, you can take a nap first."
Though her tone was grumbling,
Chi Qingchi was still sincerely considering Lin Yu's well-being.
She even reminded him to rest so he wouldn't be too exhausted for the day-long convention.
Lin Yu flashed an "OK" sign, temporarily pausing their conversation.
By the time they arrived at the venue, it would be past seven.
The day's "fatigue meter" would reset by then.
But before that, there was an important daily task that had to be completed on time—
Gacha pulls and shopping!
Lin Yu eagerly opened the system interface.
An unusual notification abruptly popped up.
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You’ve been granted the opportunity to become the acting sect leader of the Joyous Sect!]
[The Saint’s selfless contributions have been remembered by all sect members, earning you this rare chance!]
[To become the acting sect leader, you must dedicate more to the sect and gather additional resources. Requirements as follows…]
[Cost: 10,000 sect contribution points, 50,000 spirit stones.]
Lin Yu: "???"
What the hell?!
Were they treating him like some fool to be scammed?
And now they wanted him to buy his way into a leadership position?!
Previous promotions had never pulled this kind of stunt.
Was climbing the ranks really this difficult?
Lin Yu checked his accumulated stats:
[Sect Contribution: 1,280]
[Spirit Stones: 5,870]
At his current maximum grinding speed, it’d take at least three or four days to gather the required amounts.
He took a deep breath, forcing down his frustration.
Other than quietly accepting it, there didn’t seem to be a better option.
After all, this was the "acting sect leader" role—replacing Aunt Qimeng’s position.
If it were too easy, it’d probably be less fun.
For the first time, Lin Yu truly understood the saying, "You never miss the money till it’s needed."
Right now, he desperately wished for a high-reward quest to drop from the sky so he could grind it all in one go.
And if he really became acting sect leader…
What would Aunt Qimeng’s new title be?
Acting Sect Leader’s Wife?
Just the thought made him a little excited.
……
"Boom!"
"Rumble…"
Halfway through the journey,
Pingchuan City, already blanketed in dark clouds, was now drenched in heavy rain.
The minibus stopped at each station to pick up more passengers, gradually filling up.
What impressed Lin Yu the most was still the vice president—"Brother Hao"!
It wasn’t just him and Chi Qingchi who received special treatment.
Zhao Yuhao would personally step out to greet every member, helping them with their belongings.
And judging by the members’ reactions, this wasn’t unusual at all.
It was just how he operated.
No wonder he’d become vice president—the man clearly had skills.
He genuinely took care of everyone in the club.
Sigh.
What a shame, though.
Here was a "good president," dedicating himself to the club…
Yet love had led him astray, turning him into an "outcast cultivator."
If only he could break free sooner, maybe he’d find peace.
As more members boarded, Lin Yu couldn’t help but marvel…
Joining the anime club at Pingchuan University was definitely the right choice!
So many adorable girls!
Even if their natural looks weren’t top-tier, once they slipped into their favorite "skins," they all gained an instant +20 charm boost.
Regrets, regrets...
Back in my freshman year of college, why didn’t I join a club to liven up my social life?
These girls, chattering about anime and internet slang, weren’t nearly as reclusive as they seemed.
The moment they met Lin Yu—especially after learning he’d be cosplaying as Kaneki Ken—their enthusiasm went through the roof.
"Lin Yu, you’ve really never cosplayed before? With looks like yours?"
"Senior Lin Yu, I’m in Broadcasting too! Just finished my first year—we’re practically academic siblings!"
"Wow, Xiao Yu! You’re in the same class as Xiao Chi? You edit videos too? Damn, you’re legit!"
"..."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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?"
