Yan Miaozhu had only executed half of her smooth little routine.
After the praise came the public reward segment...
"Lin Yu, starting this new semester, you'll be the photography class representative."
"You must take this responsibility seriously and help me supervise the progress of our classmates."
"Keep up the good work, my partner!"
"Come to my office after class to help me organize everyone's photos."
"New job starts today—let's give him a round of applause, everyone."
"..."
With that speech, the room immediately erupted in enthusiastic applause.
At the front row,
the minions of the "Flame Sea Demon Gang" cast pitiful and helpless glances at their former leader, Shi Yanhai.
When a new class representative emerges,
it naturally means the fall of the old one.
Unfortunately,
Shi Yanhai was that outdated model!
At this moment,
Shi Yanhai had completely lost his ability to be magnanimous and didn’t clap at all.
He just stared blankly at Teacher Yan on the podium.
A few days ago,
hadn’t Teacher Yan been so concerned about him? Didn’t she often chat with him about meals and drinks?
Back then, Shi Yanhai had felt like they were close friends.
He’d even foolishly confessed to her that he had feelings for Chi Qingshui!
And now, just days later,
a new favorite had already replaced the old?
In the back,
Chi Qingshui, standing beside Lin Yu, clapped vigorously,
exclaiming excitedly:
"Congratulations! Gold always shines through."
Lin Yu could only force a smile in response.
Shine?
More like about to be stripped bare!
The naive Chi Qingshui only saw potential threats among classmates.
But wasn’t the teacher also a woman?
Her perspective was still too narrow!
If she kept celebrating like this, Teacher Yan would soon be "handling" her boyfriend in the office!
For the rest of the class,
Lin Yu had no interest in continuing the "photo appreciation" session.
Instead, he pulled out his phone again, typing rapidly on the screen.
There was no choice.
She had already "singled him out" to go to her office.
If he didn’t prepare in advance and learn more about Teacher Yan’s situation,
he’d have no idea how to respond to the "enthusiastic teacher" once he got there.
Ever since mastering extreme cyber skills,
Lin Yu had always exercised restraint in using his privileges.
Human desire was boundless.
Overusing "superpowers" would only accelerate the expansion of those desires.
For now, he could still resist the urge to invade others' privacy, respecting the boundaries of those around him.
He only used his abilities when absolutely necessary.
Lin Yu believed his self-control surpassed 99% of his peers.
Otherwise, reckless abuse of power would turn him into a prisoner of his own cravings—a destructive monster devoid of respect and compassion!
Teacher Yan, oh Teacher Yan, you struck first. Don’t blame me for this.
After a few simple maneuvers,
Lin Yu effortlessly unlocked a vast trove of information.
To quickly understand someone’s recent activities,
starting with social apps like WeChat and QQ was never a bad idea.
However,
to truly grasp Yan Miaozhu’s world, two other apps on her phone needed attention:
Momo!
Tantan!
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Teacher Yan Miaozhu was this... comprehensive?
Tantan had only launched last month,
yet it was already among her most frequently used apps?
For the remainder of the class,
Lin Yu only regretted that the photo review session wasn’t longer—he barely scratched the surface of what he uncovered...
WeChat – Li (added via "Shake"): I’m serious—if it’s under two hours, I’ll send you 1,000 RMB for every minute short!
Yan Miaozhu: Hahaha, you’re hilarious. At that rate, you’d owe me hundreds of thousands!
...
WeChat – Zhang (added via "People Nearby"): You’re not a student at Pingchuan Normal, right? Doesn’t matter. Want to grab a meal sometime? My treat!
Yan Miaozhu: Maybe. Let’s see my schedule next week.
...
Momo – "Sad People Listen to Slow Songs": We don’t even know each other. I’d never interfere with your life. Isn’t happiness the point? Mutual enjoyment sounds perfect.
Yan Miaozhu: Feels like a trap. I’m not well-read—don’t trick me.
...
Momo – "Building Materials Fortune King": How about 3,000? Don’t misunderstand—it’s just a friendly greeting gift, nothing else.
Yan Miaozhu: Would your wife kill me if she found out?
...
Tantan – "Cold Rain": You’re so beautiful, sis. Seriously my type. Our cities aren’t far—can I visit you?
Yan Miaozhu: Not sure I’ll see you.
...
Zheng Changyuan: Miaozhu, what do you want for dinner? I’ll go buy groceries.
Yan Miaozhu: On a diet—just some greens. Hurry back, don’t dawdle.
Zheng Changyuan: Got it. After dinner, want to walk around the neighborhood?
Yan Miaozhu: I told you, colleagues from school live here. Let’s not.
...
Looking at Teacher Yan Miaozhu on the podium, then back at his phone,
the world had gone utterly mad. For a moment, Lin Yu even felt like he was the normal one.
Yan Miaozhu... what was she after?
Some kind of collector’s obsession?
Different styles, ages, statuses, models, sizes...
Did she need to sample them all to feel alive?
Damn!
Lin Yu was too conservative!
She was living life on another level.
At that moment,
the image of the middle-aged history teacher flashed through Lin Yu’s mind.
Who knew what cosmic crime he’d committed—in this life or the last—to deserve such a fate.
...
Once all groups’ photos were reviewed, the scores were announced on the spot.
Unsurprisingly, Lin Yu’s group took first place.
The gaps between other groups were mere decimal points or a single point.
But Lin Yu’s team scored a perfect 10—
a full two points ahead of second place!
Part of it was Yan Miaozhu’s special favor.
But with Lin Yu’s skills and the twins’ photogenic charm, who else could’ve topped them?
"Lin Yu, Little Chi and I will head to the cafeteria with Rourou and Chun Tian first."
"Teacher Yan asked you to help organize the photography assignments in her office, right?"
"While you’re gone, we can discuss the equipment borrowing details."
"Once you’re done, meet us in the cafeteria to finalize everything."
Chi Qingshui gathered the group and calmly laid out the plan.
They could chat leisurely,
but Lin Yu?
He was about to face a silent, grueling battle alone!
Some burdens, after all, only he could shoulder.
...
(Here's an extra update for you all. Good night, everyone! We'll continue the battle tomorrow. If you're interested, you can also check out the audiobook version with real voice acting. I've listened to some of the song-related content myself—the sound effects are quite nice. Thanks for your support!)
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?"
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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...
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
