It was half past ten in the morning.
The tourists attending the comic convention were still in a sea of people, coming in an endless stream.
It was the summer vacation, and the students were just free to come out and have fun.
According to the news just sent by the vice - president, the number of tourists attending this comic convention had broken the record of Pingchuan City's comic convention.
In the performance hall later, it might be necessary to restrict the flow of people and broadcast the performance on large - screen TVs in each area.
After "battling" for two hours, Lin Yu finally got a chance to take a sip of water and rest for a few minutes.
Half an hour ago.
Xiang Tiange (playing Asuna) strolled over again.
She took a group of photos with him.
According to Little Chi's rational analysis.
Xiang Tiange already knew that she couldn't compete with Lin Yu's cosplay of Ken Kaneki in terms of on - site popularity.
So, she settled for the next best thing.
She planned to leave some memorable "CP photos" in the lenses of photographers and UP owners.
These photos would eventually spread to various online gathering places of otaku culture.
Xiang Tiange's idea was quite cunning...
Since she couldn't defeat Lin Yu, she might as well use Lin Yu as a "battlefield"!
When the on - site photos were posted online.
The cosplayers standing beside Lin Yu would definitely be compared.
That would be another "confrontation" between Little Chi and Xiang Tiange.
Lin Yu couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the open and covert struggles between these two war - loving otaku girls, nor did he have the mood to do so.
Because his task wasn't finished yet!
Just after admiring the heavy rain pouring outside the window for a while, a "command" came from the broadcast:
"Rehearsal notice! Rehearsal notice!"
"Please have the program teams numbered 12 - 22 who are participating in the performance gather in the exhibition hall for rehearsal."
"The rehearsal time is from ten forty to eleven thirty."
"Rehearse on stage one by one according to the program order. Please pay attention to the time, each team!"
"Rehearsal notice! Rehearsal notice!"
"... "
The second replay of the rehearsal notice broadcast.
It meant that the programs numbered 1 - 11 had finished rehearsing.
The anime club of Pingchuan University drew the number "16".
It was time for them to go for rehearsal now.
As soon as they heard the news.
The little otaku girls in the activity area immediately rushed towards Lin Yu.
"Xiaolin, it's time for our rehearsal!"
"This is the only full - plugged trial performance opportunity before the official performance."
"I'll go with you. Sisters, I'll leave this place to you for the time being!"
As soon as Chi Qingchi heard the broadcast, she rushed to Lin Yu first and said.
Hehe, Jiajia, and Huanhuan nodded repeatedly, looking as if they were saying "Leave it to us".
Vice - president Zhao Yuhao looked at the time on his watch and set a countdown of nine and a half minutes:
"Let's go. We only have nine minutes and thirty seconds to get the equipment to the scene."
"Hehe, Jiajia, Huanhuan, it'll be hard on you at the scene."
"If there's any situation when I'm not around, communicate with me via WeChat at any time."
After saying that.
Zhao Yuhao led the way in front. First, they went back to the third - floor lounge to get the equipment.
Then he took the band members to the exhibition hall for rehearsal.
Xiao Lie, who was still having a fever, wanted to stay and wait until the event was over.
However.
He was "scolded" by Zhao Yuhao.
Physical health was the most important thing in any situation.
Blindly exhausting one's body for club activities was an irrational behavior.
Zhao Yuhao went downstairs to call a taxi. He didn't come back until he saw Xiao Lie get in the car.
Although Xiao Lie left, his spiritual inheritance, the "guitar", was still there.
Lin Yu would take it to participate in this public performance.
On the way to the exhibition hall.
Zhao Yuhao also shared the "intelligence" he had gathered!
The two programs of the Shiman Club were:
Program 9, the song "Cruel Angel's Thesis", had been rehearsed in the previous round of rotation.
The other one was a dance called "Wing Chun", which was just before their program, numbered 15!
During the previous rehearsal of programs 1 - 11, everyone was busy with character exhibitions.
Zhao Yuhao went to the scene specifically to watch the performance of "Cruel Angel's Thesis" and recorded a video.
After meeting the band members, he took out the video and shared it with everyone.
In order to better understand the strength of their sworn enemies before taking the stage.
"The singing is quite good, but, hehe, our new lead singer is even better!"
"Yes, yes. Soon our band will amaze the whole audience!"
"Previously, we thought the Shiman Club's band was incredibly strong. Now it seems just so - so."
"... "
Chi Qingchi listened to everyone's praise quite proudly.
Every word of praise for Lin Yu seemed to be for her.
It made her feel so happy that her little tail was almost sticking up in the air.
Only Lin Yu looked at Zhao Yuhao in the back row and secretly admired him in his heart.
Lin Yu was "stuck" at the comic convention all the time.
The three otaku girls of the family - friendly group and Little Chi all took the time to stroll around the comic convention in pairs.
This was a "paradise" for those who loved anime culture.
It had a fatal attraction to young boys and girls who were into anime.
Previously, when he saw Brother Hao, Lin Yu thought he was an otaku who couldn't move around at the comic convention.
Unexpectedly.
He had misjudged.
Zhao Yuhao actually sacrificed the time he could have used for fun to help the team "spy on the enemy's situation".
In Lin Yu's heart, Zhao Yuhao's image became at least three stories taller!
When they arrived at the exhibition hall, there wasn't much time left for everyone to prepare.
The schedule for each group was very tight.
In addition to the anime clubs of various colleges, most of the participants were actually self - media people and anime lovers.
Chi Qingchi forced Lin Yu to stay in the waiting area to practice and get in sync with everyone.
As a result, he missed many songstresses and dancers with excellent looks and temperaments!
Finally.
When the Shiman Club's dance "Wing Chun" started its rehearsal.
Lin Yu and the club members came to the front of the stage to "spy on the enemy's situation".
Seeing Lin Yu looking so expectantly, Chi Qingchi leaned over to Lin Yu and whispered:
"Xiaolin, don't look too intently. Don't let others steal your soul away!"
Lin Yu: "???"
"Do I look like someone with such poor self - control?"
"They are our opponents. I'm looking at them with a critical eye."
Chi Qingchi pouted:
"Humph, better be."
Immediately afterwards.
"Boom! Boom - boom!"
The lights on the stage came on one by one.
Seven "little white flowers" in Chinese - style white short skirts, holding embroidered fans, stood on the stage, eye - catching.
Lin Yu took a sharp breath: "!!!"
The dead memories were attacking him crazily!
In this era, when it came to "Wing Chun", apart from Ye Wen, young people could also think of... the Seven Flowers Group!
They were the only domestic girl group that Lin Yu had an impression of during his school days.
Once their song and dance MV was released, it immediately became a hit among young people.
The dance - studio version of the MV was a classic. Its click - through rate exceeded ten million, breaking through various portals. It was really powerful.
Lin Yu still remembered that a group of boys in his class used to gather around the computer and argue about whether the girl in the "blue pants" or the one in the "pink vest" was the "real dance lead"!
Of course.
In the end, the argument didn't lead to any real result.
Most of the time, it will end with "Stop talking nonsense. Just tell me if you'll take it for free," and draw to a shabby close... (This is the first update for today. There will still be additional updates tonight, and they will be posted one after another later!)
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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?"
