"Ah!"
A startled cry rang out.
Yan Miaozhu's chair tilted, causing her to lose balance, and she tumbled onto Lin Yu's beanbag couch.
"Professor Yan!"
Lin Yu reacted swiftly, leaning back to catch her firmly.
Yan Miaozhu's cry hadn't been an act.
She hadn't expected Lin Yu to push the chair enough to topple her. The gasp was purely instinctive.
By the time she regained her senses, she was already nestled in Lin Yu's arms.
Lin Yu, fully in control, quickly reassured her:
"Professor Yan, are... are you okay?"
But what he really thought was...
So TV dramas really are fake!
When men and women fall, how could they coincidentally land with their lips touching?
Their generation had been fooled since childhood!
It's just a fall—how could everything line up so perfectly?
Why not "coincidentally" slip right through the skirt seam and go all the way, breaking through and getting her pregnant?
A question that had plagued Lin Yu for so long was finally answered through firsthand experience.
As for Yan Miaozhu...
Her shock was genuine, but what followed was a perfectly executed "improvised performance"!
"You scared me to death! Thank goodness you caught me."
"Lin Yu, did you already forget what I just said? Really?"
"Didn’t we agree that when it’s just the two of us, you don’t have to call me 'Professor'?"
Lin Yu stared into Yan Miaozhu’s eyes until she turned away.
But in the end, he still couldn’t bring himself to call her "sis."
Playing dumb was enough for now—moving too fast would seem unnatural.
Seizing the opportunity, Yan Miaozhu surely had more tricks up her sleeve.
Just then—
Knock knock knock!
Knock knock knock!
Rapid knocking interrupted the two’s "entanglement."
Lin Yu: "???"
An interruption now?
What the hell?
Is this a damn novel?
Just when he was about to spar with this "Green Snake" sister, some random disruption had to happen?
Lin Yu had been too focused on his maneuvers to notice anyone approaching.
Yan Miaozhu looked even more shocked than Lin Yu.
She called out sharply toward the door:
"Who is it? What do you need?"
Inside, she was cursing viciously:
Fck! What clueless btch would ruin my plans now?
Just a little more maneuvering, and she might’ve gotten a taste of fresh meat.
Another teacher from a different class?
No way!
None of the faculty returning for the short semester were close with her...
Then—
A bright, cheerful voice came from outside:
"Professor Miaozhu, it’s me, Miao Haixin!"
"Sorry, am I interrupting your work?"
Yan Miaozhu: "???"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Hearing the name, Yan Miaozhu and Lin Yu exchanged glances.
Miao Haixin!
Lin Yu’s class advisor!
True—
For the short semester, when students returned to submit assignments, advisors also came back to campus.
So Miao Haixin was at the school today.
But...
Yan Miaozhu thought:
Miao Haixin and I are barely acquaintances—we’ve never interacted much. Is she here for Lin Yu?
Lin Yu thought:
I’ve never heard of any connection between my advisor and Professor Yan. Is she here for me? It’s been years since I last saw her!
Regardless—
The knocking was real, and they couldn’t pretend not to hear it.
Yan Miaozhu’s guilt was written all over her face.
She quickly pushed herself up, shedding her earlier exaggerated demeanor.
As she smoothed out her wrinkled clothes, she whispered to Lin Yu:
"Fold up the beanbag and move it over here!"
At the same time, she called out:
"Just a moment, I’m coming!"
If Miao Haixin saw the beanbag or her disheveled appearance, rumors would ruin her.
Lin Yu moved swiftly and quietly, following Yan Miaozhu’s directions.
In his memories, twenty-six-year-old graduate student Miao Haixin was a dedicated advisor.
She handled every class matter with care.
In his past life, after his aunt passed away, it was her encouragement that helped him recover and complete his studies.
Otherwise, given his state back then, he might not have even graduated.
Unfortunately—
In the second half of his junior year, Miao Haixin left for work in the south, and they lost touch.
Today’s incident was part of the "Green Snake battle" between Lin Yu and Yan Miaozhu—it had nothing to do with Miao Haixin.
There was no need for her to misunderstand their relationship.
At the very least, he wanted to leave a decent impression on an advisor who had treated him well.
Seeing Lin Yu tidy up so efficiently, Yan Miaozhu exhaled in relief and headed for the door.
"Professor Yan, let me get it."
Lin Yu stepped ahead of her, rushing to the door first.
If a student was in the office, letting the professor answer while the student stood aside?
Even if nothing was going on, it’d look suspicious!
Totally illogical!
Seems Yan Miaozhu’s skills weren’t that high after all.
When flustered, even she could make rookie mistakes.
No wonder she’d slipped up so carelessly back then, letting that young playboy expose her.
Hearing Lin Yu say this, Yan Miaozhu finally snapped back to reality and quickly returned to her seat. She picked up the mirror on the desk again, adjusting her hair.
[Ding!]
[Critical Hit! The Saint's flawless composure in the face of danger has deepened the Green Snake Woman's favor, intensifying her obsession with seeking his aid in her cultivation!]
[Reward: 50]
Yan Miaozhu was thoroughly pleased with Lin Yu's performance, a smile playing on her lips as she watched his retreating figure.
This affection-starved young man isn’t bad at all—so quick-witted in his reactions.
It seems...
Bringing him under her wing was an excellent choice. No dangerous situations would ever arise with him around.
At the doorway, Lin Yu steadied himself and unlocked the office door.
Light spilled into the room.
Outside stood a girl in a beige printed chiffon dress, her hair tied up in a high, perky bun, clutching a blue plastic folder.
The moment she saw Lin Yu, her face lit up with an innocent, radiant smile.
Among the counselors at the film academy, Miao Haixin was undeniably a beauty.
Her lively eyes and passionate dedication to her work left a lasting impression.
"Ah! Lin Yu, you really are here!"
"I just ran into Qingshui and Qingchi at the cafeteria. They said you’d come to the office to help Teacher Miaozhu organize materials."
"I was worried you’d already left and I wouldn’t find you!"
"So glad I caught you here, haha."
Miao Haixin had barely seen Lin Yu before voicing her thoughts without hesitation.
Her words left Lin Yu momentarily baffled.
Looking for him?
For what?
Could it be because she’d seen the cosplay video and wanted to chat with him?
From what he remembered...
The counselor wasn’t into anime culture!
"Haixin, you’re here?"
"I thought you needed me, but it turns out you’re here for Lin Yu."
Hearing Miao Haixin’s voice, Yan Miaozhu finally stepped forward, her arrival slightly delayed.
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?!
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
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.
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
