After selecting the first candidate,
when it came time to choose the second person,
Lin Yu couldn't help but entertain a bold idea!
In the beginner version of the Dreamwalk Technique, the system would display available targets for entering dreams.
After upgrading to the intermediate version, the options disappeared, requiring Lin Yu to manually input names.
Theoretically, the advanced version of the Dreamwalk Technique should be even more powerful, right?
So,
Lin Yu "once again" attempted to input the name of a character who hadn’t yet appeared in the selection box.
Why "once again"?
Because he had tried the same thing the night before—
Chang Xiaoxiao!
But the system had shown that she was outside the range of valid dreamwalk targets.
Thus, today marked Lin Yu’s second attempt.
If it still didn’t work, then it truly wasn’t meant to be!
[Ding!]
[Advanced Dreamwalk Technique activated (four-person version)!]
[Host will encounter Miao Haixin, the Elder of Internal Affairs Hall, in a dream tonight. Please select an appropriate dream scenario!]
Lin Yu: "!!!"
The system is amazing! The Dreamwalk Technique is invincible!
Even the advisor can be targeted!
Following this logic...
Chang Xiaoxiao’s preconditions must be quite complicated!
Despite interacting with her so many times, she still hadn’t appeared in the list.
Meanwhile, after just two encounters with the advisor in a single day since his rebirth, she was successfully added.
Not dwelling too much on the mechanics, Lin Yu turned his attention to the dream scenario options:
[1. Taking care of her grandmother, breaking down late at night!]
[2. Lost documents, searching alone in the rain!]
[3. Helping students, filming during the school’s short-term program!]
[4. A heart-fluttering moment, photographing a student’s assignment in the mountains!]
[5. None of the above, random dream!]
Looking closely at the advisor’s dream scenarios, most were quite serious.
The only slightly ambiguous one was the fourth option.
Without much hesitation,
Lin Yu chose the fourth one.
At least it involved something related to him, making the dream’s appearance less abrupt.
This would be his chance to see what kind of fascinating experience awaited in the advisor’s dream.
Emboldened by his first successful manual input,
Lin Yu tried again...
[Ding!]
[Advanced Dreamwalk Technique activated (four-person version)!]
[Host will encounter Xiang Tiange, the Rainbow Robe Envoy of the Joyous Sect, in a dream tonight. Please select an appropriate dream scenario!]
Lin Yu: "!!!"
A second success!
Earlier today, after meeting Xiang Tiange and observing her attitude toward him,
Lin Yu had sensed potential.
But given the urgency of the situation, he hadn’t been able to say much.
Since they’d exchanged contact info and even agreed to have a meal together,
further developments wouldn’t be too difficult.
If there was going to be a story between them anyway,
why not start it in a dream?
This way,
the next time they met, a natural boost in goodwill would already be in place.
[1. Performing together, a cross-campus dance collaboration!]
[2. A dinner for two, warm hotpot on a snowy day!]
[3. A public confession, a bold romantic gesture under everyone’s gaze!]
[4. Dance studio training—does he like me?!]
[5. None of the above, random dream!]
Hiss!
After reviewing Xiang Tiange’s dream scenarios, Lin Yu couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.
Outgoing girls really are different!
Once they develop even a hint of affection, they charge forward without hesitation.
Every dream option radiated the pink bubbles of romance.
Even a public confession was on the table!
Xiang Tiange might dare to dream it,
but Lin Yu wouldn’t dare to act on it!
Such a high-profile move—wouldn’t that be like revealing all his cards upfront?
First of all.
He eliminated the first option.
Lin Yu, with his skills, was indeed an excellent singer.
But he didn’t actually enjoy singing that much.
Singing in front of people during the day was one thing, but doing it again in his dreams at night?
Too exhausting, way too exhausting.
No amount of appearance fees could convince him.
Publicly confessing his feelings was also off the table.
That left only two choices: a hotpot dinner for two or dance studio training.
After some deliberation.
He ultimately settled on the fourth option: 【Dance Studio Training】.
What drew Lin Yu wasn’t the first half of the description, but the latter part—【Does he like me?】.
Such strong psychological undertones made it perfect for a dream scenario.
For the fourth dream participant.
Lin Yu didn’t bother with anything fancy this time.
He chose Elder Chi, who had been busy helping him all day!
His little girlfriend’s performance since returning to school could only be described as that of a "perfect partner."
She’d taken care of every little task without him lifting a finger.
After coming back.
She’d even messaged him about the scriptwriting.
Straight-up telling him that if he found it troublesome or didn’t want to write it.
They could set aside time for him to verbally share the complete story and key details.
Elder Chi would then take charge of drafting the script for him.
With a partner like this, what more could he ask for?
There wasn’t much Lin Yu could do in return—just give her a sweet dream to brighten her day!
With the four dream participants selected.
Lin Yu cleared his thoughts and prepared to drift into sleep.
The long night was already half over.
Meeting his Joyous Sect friends in their dreams felt more urgent than ever.
……
Soon.
The scene before him shifted rapidly.
When Lin Yu opened his eyes again, he found himself standing at the entrance of a brightly lit, spacious dance studio.
Inside the studio, there was only one girl—dressed in an elegant, sky-blue hanfu, practicing her dance moves.
Music played softly in the background:
"Blue and white porcelain, strokes of the brush shifting from thick to light~"
"The peony painted on the vase resembles your first makeup~"
"The rising sandalwood scent drifts through the window, and I understand your thoughts~"
"The brush on rice paper pauses here, halfway through~"
"……"
Lin Yu: "???"
A dance studio?
Xiang Tiange’s dream!
Wait, no.
Xiang Tiange was supposed to be the third option—why was she first?
That must mean…
Aunt Ruxue hadn’t gone to bed yet and was still chatting with Aunt Qimeng?
Those two aunties really had energy to spare!
Two nights in a row, staying up this late talking.
Were they trying to recount every single meal they’d eaten over the past decade?
How could they possibly have so much to talk about?!
And as for the second option, Miao Haixin—was she also still awake?
Was her advisor workload that heavy? Or was Grandma Miao having health issues again?
It was past 3 a.m.—how was she not asleep?!
After a moment of silent amazement.
Lin Yu refocused on the dance studio.
With Xiang Tiange practicing alone, things were much simpler!
He didn’t rush in immediately, instead lingering by the door to admire her graceful movements.
Back at the cosplay event, Lin Yu had marveled at how a ruler might neglect his duties for such beauty.
Now.
That same thought resurfaced.
Really—if given absolute power, who could resist a young maiden with enchanting dance moves, a slender figure, and delicate, captivating features?
Glancing outside, Lin Yu noted the twilight sky.
Xiang Tiange probably hadn’t eaten yet, right?
With a thought, a tightly sealed takeout box materialized in his hand.
……
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