“Sure! I’ll follow your arrangements today, Director Lin!”
“Just tell me what to do, and I’ll cooperate.”
Yan Miaozhu held her hands behind her back, a pleasant smile on her face.
She was wearing a white off-the-shoulder dress, giving her the air of a respectable young woman.
But there was an unmistakable hint of flirtation in her words.
It still gave Lin Yu a whiff of something straight out of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio.
No matter.
He hadn’t asked her to come today so they could make small talk or carry on some ambiguous underground affair.
He had something serious that needed her help!
“Thanks, Sis Miaozhu. If you hadn’t come, I really wouldn’t have known who else to ask.”
“It’s all because we didn’t coordinate properly in advance. The actor we originally found suddenly had something come up.”
“I’m really troubling you. I’ll definitely thank you properly afterward!”
Lin Yu pressed his palms together and gave them a little shake in gratitude.
Wasn’t it just a matter of throwing around a few suggestive, ambiguous lines?
He was an absolute expert at that.
As soon as he said this, Yan Miaozhu picked up on the scent and came right over, grinning.
“Really?”
“Then I’m definitely going to look forward to it.”
“Let’s see how our Director Lin plans to thank me!”
Yan Miaozhu was especially delighted when she received Lin Yu’s request to help out with a cameo in his film today.
She had originally thought that after what happened last time, Lin Yu had been frightened by her behavior.
He had been afraid to contact her or have anything else to do with her.
But unexpectedly, she had received a message from Lin Yu today.
He had even said things over the phone like, “It has to be you” and “I really, really want you to come.”
Did women have an ovulation period? Could men have one too?
She had heard a hint of impatience in Lin Yu’s voice over the phone.
After helping him finish the shoot today, she wondered whether he might have some other arrangements in mind.
Lin Yu only smiled without answering.
He gave Yan Miaozhu no direct response.
Looking toward the large lecture platform, where the KD boards had already been set up and several boys were sitting around chatting, Yan Miaozhu asked curiously as she walked forward:
“Are your people already here? Are those guys over there?”
Lin Yu furrowed his brows and began his performance.
“No, they aren’t people from our crew.”
“Could they be students from the photography class?”
“I heard this morning that some photography students were going to use the location.”
“It’s already been the whole morning. Could they still not be finished?”
The moment she heard the words “photography class,” Yan Miaozhu began studying them carefully.
She was a teacher in the photography class herself!
The students shooting their assignments at this hour were very likely working on the short-term course assignment she had assigned!
“A photography assignment…”
“They really do look like my students,” Yan Miaozhu murmured softly, narrowing her eyes.
Lin Yu put on an astonished expression and said in surprise:
“Your students, Sis Miaozhu? Really? What are the chances of that?”
…
Meanwhile.
At the large lecture platform, the four-man group led by Zou Kai had been hiding behind the KD boards and baking in the sun. They had long since lost the arrogance they had shown that morning.
It wasn’t that they had admitted defeat.
They were simply about to be roasted alive!
The summer sun was brutally fierce!
Anyone forced to stand underneath it for several hours would have had enough.
“Brother Kai, why don’t we go back and sleep for an hour?”
“It’s only a little past one. They probably aren’t coming anyway, right?”
One student who genuinely couldn’t hold on any longer began begging.
Zou Kai wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.
“Whew…”
“I think that Lin guy should…”
“They’re here… Lin Yu is here again!”
“Keep your spirits up, guys.”
“He brought another woman this time!”
Let me briefly explain the new situation we’ve run into. This book had only resumed updating a few days ago, and Shen He has already come after it again.
Several chapters from the four-hundreds and five-hundreds were removed again and need to be revised.
The worst chapter had twenty-six sections that needed to be changed. Everyone should understand now why it took so long for me to update, right?
Twenty-six sections. Even if each one is missing only a single line, putting it all back together is basically the same as rewriting an entire chapter.
And then one of the book’s three titles was censored again.
Every novel you see has an original title at the beginning. After it reaches two hundred thousand words, it can receive another title, and after reaching one million words, it can receive a third. So one book has three titles, but each reader sees only one of them. If the title you used to see suddenly disappears today and the cover changes, then the title you were reading before is the one that was removed today.
It’s difficult. It really is.
Every time the censors remove something, the book’s traffic unexpectedly gets reset to zero. It keeps happening over and over—again and again. Readers who have followed the book all the way can probably sense from my author’s notes in the chapters roughly how many times it has been taken down.
All I can do is pull myself together, revise while continuing to write, and keep going.
Thank you all for your support. I’ll do my best and keep working hard.
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?"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
