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The blissful days before development kept Lin Yu in high spirits.
If it weren’t for having to return to school later, Lin Yu could’ve spent the whole day playing with Aunt Ru Xue!
If only Aunt Ru Xue could stay a few more days, Lin Yu’s position as acting sect leader would undoubtedly be secured soon.
Today, Elder Chi and Little Chi’s outfits were completely different from yesterday’s.
They had returned to their usual style, wearing the clothes they each preferred.
At school, people usually distinguished between the twins based on their outfits.
The sisters seemed particularly bothered by the idea of their classmates mixing them up.
Thanks to Aunt Ru Xue, this morning’s public daily task was completed quickly and smoothly.
This allowed Lin Yu to relax and enjoy his outing without being weighed down by tasks.
After a pleasant breakfast,
everyone went about their business—some headed to work, some to their posts, and others to school.
Lin Yu, along with Elder Chi and Little Chi, left to take the bus to Pingchuan University.
Honestly, walking wouldn’t have been much farther.
But perhaps because of yesterday’s unpleasant stalking incident, Elder Chi seemed uneasy.
Today, she specifically insisted they all take the bus together.
Lin Yu didn’t mind either way.
Just one stop away—a matter of minutes.
The morning buses in Pingchuan City were mostly empty.
The city wasn’t too large, and most commuters preferred taking the bus.
Lin Yu and the twins were lucky—just as they boarded, two seats opened up when some passengers got off.
No words were needed.
Naturally, the seats went to Elder Chi and Little Chi, while Lin Yu handed them his backpack to hold.
He pulled out his phone, taking advantage of the opportunity to reply to messages.
Ever since yesterday’s cosplay stage performance blew up on Bilibili, classmates he hadn’t spoken to in ages sent him messages of varying lengths.
Both guys and girls, all with roughly the same script.
Mostly just flattery, praising Lin Yu for his amazing singing.
A few even extended invitations, hoping to grab a meal with him and "some friends" when he was free.
Lin Yu could easily guess their motives.
They’d probably seen the video and were now bragging to others:
"That lead singer Kaneki? Yeah, I know him—he’s my classmate! Don’t believe me? Watch, I’ll get him to come out for dinner. What’ll you do then?"
"Girl, the Kaneki cosplayer is in our class! Let me text him—he looks even hotter now, doesn’t he?"
"Squad, did you know Lin Yu could sing like that? Let’s all message him and ask him to go to karaoke!"
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Students—what bad intentions could they have?
Whenever someone around them gains even a bit of fame, their first instinct is to show off: "I know that person!"
In his past life, Lin Yu had been a complete nobody at school—practically invisible.
To put it bluntly, if he’d suddenly died—say, jumped off a building—it might not have even made waves.
Facing over twenty unread messages, Lin Yu felt a small flicker of vanity.
But he didn’t see these messages as anything special, nor did he have any grand ambitions of building a "harem."
With sixteen girls already keeping him busy, he genuinely didn’t have the time!
Still, he couldn’t ignore polite greetings. Even a template reply was better than nothing.
Who knew? He might need their help someday, so it was best to leave the door open.
Lin Yu: "Sure, let’s grab a meal sometime."
Lin Yu: "Thanks! Been busy with assignments lately, but we’ll hang out when I’m free."
Lin Yu: (awkward laugh) "Appreciate it. Next time for sure."
Lin Yu: (fist pump) "Gotta keep improving!"
Lin Yu: (prayer hands) "You too."
Lin Yu (to Lv Rou): "When did I ever say I couldn’t sing?"
Lin Yu (to Wu Chuntian): "Assignment’s going well, thanks! Let’s hit up karaoke sometime."
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While Lin Yu was busy typing, the twins seated beside him were whispering to each other.
Chi Qingshui scrolled through her phone.
QQ class group, WeChat class group, QQ Broadcasting & Editing major group, WeChat Broadcasting & Editing major group...
Out of nearly ten group chats, not a single one was discussing homework.
Instead, they were all buzzing about "Lin Yu winning an award for Pingchuan University’s anime club."
Some shared the video, some commented, others wrote school newspaper articles or promotional posts...
Even the usually dead group chats had come alive this morning.
Reading the messages, Chi Qingshui felt conflicted.
On one hand, seeing everyone praise Lin Yu made her happy—even a little proud.
On the other, certain comments from some girls and guys rubbed her the wrong way!
Representative girls:
"Lin Yu can sing like THAT? He was glowing on stage—so hot! No girlfriend yet, right? (evil grin)"
"Bilibili trending video! Lin Yu’s unstoppable now. Bet tons of girls wanna have his babies, lol!"
Representative guys:
"Ngl, Lin Yu and Chi Qingchi looked kinda good together during the awards ceremony."
"Are they dating? Never heard Lin Yu joined the anime club."
Meanwhile, Little Chi was thoroughly enjoying herself.
She didn’t care about school group chats—her phone was solely dedicated to replaying Bilibili videos.
Trending ones, niche ones, new uploads, real-time clips...
If it was related to their stage performance, Chi Qingchi clicked on it.
She didn’t just watch the videos—she read every comment and scrolled through every bullet chat.
After years on Bilibili, this was her first taste of going viral.
Many videos even tagged her personal account.
Her follower count had already surpassed 50,000—and it was still climbing rapidly.
Old videos that once gathered dust now had floods of likes, comments, shares, and triple-combos (likes, coins, favorites).
Little Chi was so absorbed that she didn’t notice her sister’s mood shift.
Then, as if fate had a cruel sense of humor—
Chi Qingshui received a WeChat message.
She opened it.
It was from Lv Rou.
Lv Rou: "Qingshui, you guys aren’t in class yet, right? Just heard from the class monitor—the microfilm groups for the summer term need at least five people. Wanted to ask… does your group still have space?"
Chi Qingshui stared at the screen, eyes wide: "!!!"
This Lv Rou...
Was she really here for the group project?
Qingshui didn’t even want to call her out on it!
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(Extra chapter delivered! That’s all for today—more to come tomorrow. Goodnight, everyone!)
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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