Lin Xuan glanced up at him, frowning.
Why was Lin Li bothering him again?
“Oh? So confident?” Lin Xuan’s lips curled into a mocking smile.
Lin Li smirked arrogantly. “Lin Xuan, you’re definitely going to lose to me this time. And next time too.”
Once the people he hired crippled Lin Xuan’s team, he’d see what Lin Xuan could possibly use to compete against him.
Lin Xuan chuckled softly. “Is that so? Then let’s see who comes out on top.”
Lin Li couldn’t stand Lin Xuan’s calm and relaxed demeanor. It was as if nothing fazed him. His taunts felt like they were hitting a wall of cotton. Clenching his fists, Lin Li returned to his seat, glaring at Lin Xuan from a distance, his eyes dark and menacing.
All five members of the Lin family had come to participate in the competition.
“Dad, Mom, don’t worry. Xiao Li will definitely lead the team to victory,” Lin Qingwan said with a smile.
“Hahaha, of course, I’m not worried,” Lin Chang replied with a laugh.
Lin Li had always won first place in computer competitions, bringing the family a lot of pride. This time would be no different!
Shen Qianqian arrived at the scene, accompanied by her lackey, Zhang Li. Meanwhile, Su Hua sat in the front row of the audience.
The host took the microphone and announced with a smile, “Welcome everyone to the 21st National College Computer Team Competition!”
“This year, Su Corporation has generously provided substantial prizes for the winners. First place will receive five million, second place three million, and third place two million.”
“Additionally, the most outstanding MVP from the champion team will receive a whopping fifty million yuan!”
Boom!
The entire venue erupted in excitement.
Fifty million yuan!
Such an astronomical sum—Su Corporation was truly flexing its financial muscles!
Wang Dahe’s eyes sparkled.
The total prize money for the top three teams combined was only a fifth of the MVP’s reward. This lopsided distribution had to be Su Hua’s way of secretly rewarding Lin Xuan!
And he, Wang Dahe, would get a hefty share too.
As expected, sticking with a wealthy friend paid off!
“President Su, aren’t you worried that Lin Li might win the championship?” Jiang Qing asked, furrowing her brows.
“No, the championship will belong to A-Xuan,” Su Hua replied, her crimson lips curling into a faint smile.
She believed in him.
“President Su, Young Master Lin has always had a rocky relationship with Lin Li. What if, just saying, something unexpected happens and Lin Li takes the prize? Young Master Lin might be upset.”
The Lin family had treated Lin Xuan poorly in the past, and the thought of Lin Li walking away with fifty million made Jiang Qing uneasy.
“If he really does take it,” Su Hua said nonchalantly, “we’ll just send someone to take the money back.”
Jiang Qing: “…”
Straightforward and ruthless.
But no matter what, Lin Li wouldn’t be keeping that money.
Jiang Qing felt reassured.
Su Hua’s striking appearance caught the attention of the cameras, which frequently panned to her during audience shots.
Back at the Su family’s ancestral home, the elders were stunned.
“Old Su, isn’t that Hua’er? Why is she watching a competition?”
They rarely saw Su Hua, but they knew her well enough.
She was always cold and distant, her focus solely on work. She rarely involved herself in anything else.
So why was she attending a computer competition?
It didn’t fit her personality at all.
Old Master Su simply smiled without a word.
The host continued, “Now, let’s welcome the fifteen participants from five universities to the stage!”
Fifteen students, each wearing different colored team uniforms, lined up on stage.
Shen Qianqian covered her mouth, her face filled with excitement.
She finally got to see Lin Xuan again.
After not seeing him for a while, he seemed even more handsome than before, exuding the confidence and charm of a young man in his prime.
“Qianqian,” Zhang Li said, her face also lit up with admiration. “Do you see the third guy from the left? He’s so handsome!”
She was obviously talking about Lin Xuan.
“If I could be his girlfriend, I’d be over the moon,” Zhang Li gushed, clutching her cheeks dreamily.
“Shut up!” Shen Qianqian snapped, her expression darkening. “You can’t like him!”
“He’s mine.”
The last sentence was spoken softly, but Zhang Li still heard it.
“Oh~”
Zhang Li drew out the syllable, teasingly winking. “So that’s why you came to watch the competition, huh? For him.”
Shen Qianqian blushed, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red.
“Qianqian, you’re so beautiful. I doubt he could resist falling for you,” Zhang Li said with a grin.
Shen Qianqian twisted her clothes nervously, her voice low. “But he doesn’t like me.”
“If he doesn’t like you now, he will later. Don’t worry, Qianqian. If he doesn’t end up liking you, I’ll cut off my head and let you use it as a soccer ball,” Zhang Li declared confidently.
Shen Qianqian didn’t argue with her.
Yes.
Lin Xuan would definitely fall for her!
Once she got rid of that woman, Lin Xuan would slowly come to like her.
Lin Xuan also spotted Su Hua in the crowd.
He was momentarily stunned.
Why was Hua’er here?
Lin Xuan silently vowed to put on a stellar performance.
This was the first time Su Hua had come to watch him compete!
He had to impress her!
His previously expressionless face broke into a smile as he looked in Su Hua’s direction.
Su Hua’s lips also curled slightly in response.
Jiang Qing, sitting beside Su Hua, glanced between Lin Xuan and Su Hua, then rubbed her arms as if to ward off goosebumps.
The subtle display of affection was too much.
So unfair.
Shen Qianqian was sitting three rows directly behind Su Hua.
“Qianqian,” Zhang Li whispered excitedly, grabbing Shen Qianqian’s arm. “Lin Xuan’s looking at you, right? He wasn’t smiling before, but he smiled when he saw you. Oh my god, he must be interested in you! Qianqian, it’s not one-sided after all!”
Shen Qianqian’s heart raced.
Lin Xuan was indeed looking in her direction…
The Lin family’s attention was entirely focused on Lin Li, completely oblivious to Lin Xuan.
Jiang Shuqin said proudly, “Xiao Li looks in great spirits today. He’s going to perform exceptionally well.”
The host began introducing the teams from left to right.
“The first team is from Shangqing University: Huang Cheng, Wang Dahe, and Lin Xuan.”
Lin Qingwan looked surprised.
“Xiao Xuan? Why is Xiao Xuan here?”
Jiang Shuqin frowned deeply. “Even the national computer competition? Is Lin Xuan trying to embarrass himself on a national stage?”
“Mom, don’t say that. If Shangqing University chose Xiao Xuan, he must be doing well,” Lin Qingwan said.
“Elder Sister, don’t defend Lin Xuan,” Lin Qingxiu interjected with a scoff. “Lin Xuan only scored around three hundred on his college entrance exams. How good could he possibly be?”
Lin Qingwan fell silent.
It was true—Lin Xuan’s past academic performance hadn’t been impressive…

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”