Because they were truly at the end of their rope.
"Where to?"
"Your biological father's place."
...
Inside the luxury car, Lin Ran exhaled, feeling refreshed and invigorated.
"Mr. Lin, where are we heading?"
"Let's go home."
Just then, his phone rang.
Lin Ran answered.
"Mr. Lin, are you busy? I’ve missed you so much—it’s been ages!"
"Damn it, Principal Tang, can you speak normally?"
"Well, it’s almost vacation time. Could you come back to campus and check in?"
Lin Ran was baffled.
"I... I’m still a student?"
He had completely forgotten he was still an undergrad.
Principal Tang on the other end was equally stunned.
Had Lin Ran been so caught up in his fun this semester that he forgot his student status?
Lin Ran: "Alright, got it. But cut the nonsense and get to the point."
Principal Tang: "Nothing escapes you, does it? Here’s the thing—we’re gearing up for the next semester’s admissions, and we’d like you to be our spokesperson."
Lin Ran was floored.
"Our school is short on students?"
Principal Tang: "Not students—but top-tier talent. Sure, we offer the highest scholarships, but we’re still a step behind the elite universities. Some people just don’t care about money, and I don’t get what’s so great about Tsinghua or Peking University. Our faculty is just as strong."
"If they don’t care about money, what can I do? All I’ve got is cash."
Principal Tang chuckled.
"Some may not need money, but celebrity influence? That’s another story."
"Me? A celebrity? I’m just a name."
Principal Tang grew frantic. "Who says you’re not a celebrity? Do you know how many followers you have? Over 20 million on Douyin! That’s serious clout. We’ve lined up influencers for the campaign, but you’re the only choice for spokesperson."
Lin Ran couldn’t help but laugh.
"Fine. Since you didn’t hassle me all semester, I’ll do it. Just tell me what you need."
Principal Tang: "You’re the best, Mr. Lin! We’d like you to record a video promoting the school. These days, universities start scouting talent six months in advance."
"You can include some extras—campus posters, certificates, scholarship details, Luo Yao, that kind of thing."
"Got it... Anything else? If not, I’m hanging up."
"Wait!" Principal Tang hurriedly stopped him.
"Mr. Lin, one more thing. About your promise to create more job openings..."
Now Lin Ran understood—this was Principal Tang’s real headache.
Next semester was graduation season, and many students hadn’t even interned yet.
You’d think graduates from a top school like Jingda wouldn’t struggle to find jobs, right?
Yeah, well... not so simple.
Even elite grads face challenges.
What do employers want these days? Just a degree?
A degree matters, but experience counts for more.
But who the hell is born with work experience?
So, start a business then.
Most entrepreneurs barely scrape by, and only a handful make it. The average lifespan of a company in China? Just over two years.
The market’s saturated. No matter the industry, breaking in is tough. Overtaking the giants? Good luck.
As for those who keep studying for grad school... well, let’s not go there.
It looks ambitious, but the struggle is real.
"Wang, turn around. We’re heading to Jingda University."
This time, when Lin Ran returned to campus, the students were excited but not as frenzied as before.
First, the school had implemented new rules—specifically to protect popular students like Lin Ran.
Let’s be honest: these rules existed because of him.
Principal Tang had also received orders from Luo Yao: no mobbing Lin Ran, especially by female students.
The second reason for the restraint? Luo Yao herself.
By now, everyone knew how fiercely possessive she was of Lin Ran.
At first, it wasn’t obvious. But after her return from Shanghai, the chilling stories made many back off.
Especially the fangirls.
If Luo Yao could take down three major families, what chance did ordinary students have?
They weren’t about to test her.
"Senior Lin Ran, long time no see."
Lin Ran turned and saw Zhang Xiaonuan.
He wasn’t oblivious. Since getting with Luo Yao, he’d become hyper-aware of romantic undercurrents.
Luo Yao had once claimed Zhang Xiaonuan had feelings for him. Back then, Lin Ran had brushed it off: "I’m not cash—not every girl is into me."
Luo Yao said it was intuition. Lin Ran had joked, "Your intuition might be off."
Now? Turns out women’s intuition is scarily accurate.
"Let’s talk."
Meanwhile, in Luo Corporation’s office, Luo Yao’s expression darkened.
Her grip on her phone tightened dangerously.
A defining trait of yanderes? When they sense a threat—when their lover might slip away—their obsessive possessiveness flares.
"Ah Ran... you dare go on a date with Zhang Xiaonuan?"
Lin Ran knew Luo Yao had planted a tracker on him. What he didn’t know? There was also a microphone.
Zhang Xiaonuan: "Sure."
Lin Ran didn’t seek privacy. They sat on a cold, open bench on campus. The icy seat felt like it froze his skin.
Glancing at Zhang Xiaonuan shivering beside him, he felt no sympathy. No offer of warmth or comfort.
"Do you like me?"
Lin Ran cut straight to the chase.
The question stunned not just him but also Luo Yao, who was already rushing over, waiting for Zhang Xiaonuan’s answer.
"Huh? I..."
Lin Ran: "Speak your mind. No need to hide it."
Zhang Xiaonuan: "I... don’t have feelings for you, Senior Lin Ran. I’m just grateful you saved me once."
Her answer surprised him. Was it genuine? If so, Luo Yao had overreacted.
If not, then Zhang Xiaonuan was a good person—lying to spare him guilt.
A girl like her, wasting affection on someone who could never return it? That wasn’t fair to her.
"I see. You don’t need to thank me, though. Saving you was just a coincidence. You should thank your brother instead."
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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?"
