A teacher is truly a teacher; what kind of scene hasn't she witnessed?
Faced with everyone's laughter, she managed to continue telling her story without even flinching.
"Friends, first of all, it's not hard to tell from the literal meaning."
"The birthday boy and I share a daughter. If it were up to me... I'd say she's about five years old."
"Since there was a 'wife' and a 'wife who shared his humble beginnings' mentioned earlier, that means the birthday boy and I have been divorced for four years."
"During these four years, I raised our daughter all by myself, and then..."
"..."
The entire room: "..."
Lin Yu: "..."
It had to be said.
There really were a lot of nice people in the apartment!
Surprisingly, no one interrupted the senior's lengthy discourse.
They all listened collectively as she improvised a short story right on the spot!
Isn't that just like a talented web novelist?
Give her a character setting, and she can instantly spin a vivid tale.
The plot didn't drag, the story was full of twists and turns, and the reversals were soul-stirring...
Judging by everyone's expressions, they were actually engrossed!
Five minutes later.
Finally.
Tang Yimian reached her conclusion:
"..."
"And that concludes my character biography."
Someone started a slow clap.
The whole room then joined in with thunderous applause.
Tang Yimian waved her hands repeatedly. "No need, no need. Thank you, everyone, really, thank you."
Lin Yu clapped along cooperatively: "..."
It felt incredibly weird to be clapping at a time like this!
In the senior's story just now, Lin Yu was painted as an absolute scumbag.
A guy who fell for every woman he saw!
She didn't just mention her own role as the "baby mama," but she also wove everyone else's roles into the narrative.
She had arranged the chronological order of everyone's appearance in his life!
Why were they applauding such nonsense?
Not long after.
Everyone's gaze shifted to the very last person.
Ye Mengfu!
Currently, she was the only one who hadn't revealed her role yet.
Everyone knew Ye Mengfu's personality; she wasn't good at speaking in front of people.
Naturally, no one rushed her, waiting to see if she was willing to say it out loud.
The more tolerant everyone was, the more anxious Ye Mengfu became inside.
It wasn't that she didn't want to play along.
It was just that the title on the name tag she drew...
Had so many words!
The content written on it made her too embarrassed to even speak.
Seeing this, Lin Yu interjected suspiciously:
"Sister Xiaofu, don't tell me you drew the name tag with the longest title?"
Ye Mengfu nodded rapidly, confirming Lin Yu's guess.
Lin Yu couldn't help but smile.
Our little Fufu was already shy about speaking up.
Now that she had drawn the most ridiculous name tag of them all, it was perfectly normal that she didn't dare say it out loud.
Her best friend, Mo Shangying, immediately darted to Ye Mengfu's side to look at the card with her.
"Pfft..."
The moment she saw the name tag, Mo Shangying immediately covered her mouth and started laughing.
Then.
She addressed the group:
"Regarding this title, I think it would be better if Xiaofu said it herself."
"Go for it, Xiaofu! I believe in you!"
Ye Mengfu looked at the name tag, then at Yinger.
Yinger believed in her?
But she didn't believe in herself!
However, when she saw the look of anticipation in Lin Yu's eyes...
Ye Mengfu took a deep breath and steeled herself.
Finally, she held up the name tag and said:
"I am the birthday boy's... peerless beauty, Mother of the Nation, and Ruler of the Six Palaces—the Empress."
Having recited the full title, Ye Mengfu's face turned completely red.
She quickly retracted the name tag, clutching it tightly in her hand, absolutely afraid to look at anyone's reaction.
Shen Buyao leaned in with surprise, wanting to get a look at Ye Mengfu's name tag.
"Xiao Fu, for real?"
"How did they fit so many words into such a small space?"
"Let me see, let me see!"
Ye Mengfu opened her palm, allowing Sister Antique to take a look.
Shen Buyao couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"Amazing, amazing, amazing!"
"Even 'Empress' has come out. You have the highest status in the whole room today!"
The Chi sisters, both big and small, also leaned in, eager to see what this wordy name tag actually looked like.
The scene of mockery that Ye Mengfu had imagined did not occur.
Instead, everyone was simply curious about the appearance of the name tag.
Seeing this, Ye Mengfu felt a weight lift from her heart.
She looked over at Lin Yu and found him giving her a thumbs up.
[Ding!]
[God-tier maneuver. The Holy Son's spiritual support has made the Dao Companion feel especially at ease!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Little Fufu's performance was absolutely worthy of encouragement.
Being able to say the full title was already a breakthrough for her.
The Empress, Mother of the Nation?
Hahaha.
They really knew how to ramp up the intensity for Little Fufu.
In no time at all, everyone had gathered around to observe the most unique name tag of the bunch.
Yinger truly lived up to her title as the National Server's Number One Bestie.
Not only did she take the initiative to help Little Fufu put the tag on properly, but she also took the lead, bringing everyone along to take photos and "check in" with the "Empress."
On the surface, it looked like they were teasing Little Fufu.
In reality, however, it did a great job of alleviating her awkwardness and tension.
Lin Yu had managed to survive this segment without any mishaps.
Seeing that everyone had finished their introductions, Maomao began to take control of the room, transitioning into the long-awaited dining segment.
"Thank you all for your cooperation. Now, please help us get ready to serve dinner!"
"Aunt Qimeng, the first bowl must go to our birthday star today!"
Lin Yu: "..."
He didn't have any complaints about Maomao serving him the first bowl of noodles.
But the name tag thing...
Was that it?
What was the point of everyone wearing these tags?
Was it purely to build atmosphere and get a laugh out of everyone?
Maomao thought about it all night and this was the activity she came up with to liven things up?
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Still a bit too green.
Just as Lin Yu thought the matter was over and done with, Maomao suddenly raised her microphone and spoke to him.
"Birthday Boy, please be sure to remember everyone's identity."
"You might need to use them during dinner."
Everyone in the room: "???"
Lin Yu: "???"
He would need to use them this afternoon?
And he had to memorize them!
Lin Yu's brain spun rapidly, but he truly couldn't figure out what Maomao was planning.
Yinger appeared behind Maomao again like a ghost and patted her on the shoulder.
"Little Maomao~"
Maomao trembled all over and quickly switched off the microphone.
After spending the last two days with Yinger, Maomao had learned a few things.
Aside from sensing that Yinger was warm-hearted, Maomao had also come to understand Yinger's true nature.
If she didn't turn off the mic, Maomao was terrified that Yinger would ask some frightful question over the speakers.
Yinger saw Maomao's guilty conscience and grinned mischievously.
"Do you have to be so nervous? I don't eat people, hehe."
Maomao blinked and replied, "Mm, I know, Yinger, you..."
Before Maomao could finish, Yinger suddenly leaned close to Maomao's ear and whispered.
"Maomao, you asked Master to remember everyone's codenames."
"Are you preparing to let Master..."
"Flip the tags tonight?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
