Wang Dahe said with emotion, "Xuanzi, I don't even know how to thank you for remembering me when such a good opportunity comes along."
Lin Xuan glanced at him.
The reason he invited Wang Dahe to join the chip research team wasn't just because Dahe was his good brother.
A more important reason was that over the past two years, he had often made Wang Dahe study various computer technologies.
Working alongside the computer staff at Tianmu Group, Dahe had learned a great deal.
Among the students at Shangqing University, Dahe was probably the one with the highest computer skills besides Lin Xuan himself.
Having him join would be a good choice for the team.
However...
An opportunity to solidify his position as Wang Dahe's "godfather" was not to be passed up.
Lin Xuan nodded and said, "I am your godfather. It's only right that I think of you when good things happen."
"Godfather," Wang Dahe couldn't help but call out.
"Yes, my good son," Lin Xuan replied with a smile.
Wait.
Wang Dahe frowned.
Why did he always feel like something was off...
Luo Yuan returned to the classroom.
Lin Xuan took the opportunity to invite Luo Yuan into his project team as well.
"Lin Xuan, you are my godfather. I'm really so grateful to you," Luo Yuan also said, overwhelmed with gratitude.
He never thought he would one day get to participate in such a major project.
Wang Dahe suddenly felt a sense that Lin Xuan was being taken away from him.
He glared at Luo Yuan.
"Xuanzi is my godfather. What are you calling him for?"
Luo Yuan retorted defiantly, "Can't Lin Xuan have two god-sons? Lin Xuan didn't even refuse. I'll call him godfather, godfather, godfather, so what?"
Wang Dahe clenched his fists until they creaked.
Damn, he wanted to punch someone.
"Click."
"Click."
Some girls in the class secretly took pictures of Lin Xuan.
They posted them on the Shangqing University forum.
[Look! My male god is so, so handsome.]
This post quickly received many replies.
—Ahhhhh, hubby, hubby, hubby is so handsome!
—That's clearly my hubby! What are you shouting about?
—Darn it, I actually missed seeing my male god today!
Wang Dahe scrolled through the posts on the forum.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, he remarked with feeling, "Xuanzi, so many girls are frantically confessing to you now, even calling you hubby."
He finally understood what those star-chasing fans were like.
Come to think of it, with Xuanzi's god-like looks, if he went into acting, wouldn't all the fangirls chasing male celebrities in the entertainment industry be drawn to him?
"Hmm, let them be," Lin Xuan said, feeling a headache coming on.
He actually really disliked having so many girls like him.
Thankfully, they hadn't taken any real action; otherwise, it would be hard to explain to Huabao.
Huabao might not lock him up like before, but his kidneys would surely suffer.
Wang Dahe raised an eyebrow and said, "Xuanzi, aren't you worried President Su will get jealous?"
Lin Xuan replied calmly, "I checked with Secretary Jiang beforehand. Huabao is very busy today; she probably has no time to check the forum or Weibo hot searches."
Otherwise, how could he be sitting here so calmly?
"Are you sure?" Wang Dahe looked at Lin Xuan suspiciously.
Why did he always feel things weren't that simple?
"I'm sure," Lin Xuan answered with certainty.
The professor entered the classroom.
He scanned the room and, seeing Lin Xuan in his seat, a smile appeared on his originally stern face.
"Class, let's begin our lesson now."
"First, I want to test everyone's level. I'll present some problems for you to solve."
The professor skillfully pulled out a USB drive, plugged it into the computer, and projected the problems for everyone to see.
The students' faces twisted in agony.
"Why start with questions right after the semester begins, and such difficult ones too? Is this how classes are at Shangqing University?"
"Please don't call on me, please don't call on me," one student prayed softly under their breath.
A student who had studied at Shangqing University before and was in the same class as Lin Xuan said, "Don't worry, you're safe."
"Why do you say that?" the praying student asked curiously.
The Shangqing University student answered mysteriously, "Because the professor's target for questions is Lin Xuan. Others won't be called on."
"These problems are actually ones even the professor himself can't solve. He wants Lin Xuan to solve them for him."
So, as long as Lin Xuan was present, the student wasn't worried at all when the professor asked questions.
"It can be like that?" The student was dumbfounded.
Those who could teach at Shangqing University and hold a professor title were all highly skilled. Did they really need to use this method to ask a student for help?
The student was skeptical.
"If you don't believe me, just wait and see whether what I'm saying is true or false," the Shangqing University student said.
"Is there anyone who can solve this problem?"
The professor's gaze swept across the classroom.
The students all lowered their heads.
The problem was too hard; they didn't have a clue where to start.
Who knows where the professor found such a difficult problem...
"Since no one is volunteering to answer, I'll have to call on someone."
The professor's gaze landed on Lin Xuan.
"Student Lin Xuan, please solve this for everyone," the professor said with a kind smile.
A vein twitched on Lin Xuan's forehead.
So, it was aimed at him.
Resigned to his fate, he stood up from his seat.
He went to the computer and began typing rapidly, click-clack.
Looking at Lin Xuan's answer, a satisfied smile appeared on the professor's face.
This problem had troubled him for a month. He had asked many people, but none could solve it.
Student Lin Xuan was truly reliable, figuring out the solution at a glance.
Student Lin Xuan was indeed a prodigy in the computer field.
"Well? Do you believe it now?" the student who had done his undergraduate studies at Shangqing University asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I believe it," the student nodded.
The evidence was right before his eyes; how could he not believe it?
Of course, that wasn't the main point. The main point was that Lin Xuan was so strong!
A problem the professor couldn't solve even after racking his brains, and Lin Xuan could see the answer at a glance...
Another student posted about Lin Xuan solving the problem on the forum.
It undoubtedly triggered another wave of frantic screams from his fangirls.
—Ahhhhh, my male god is so amazing!
—Oppa, I love you, like a mouse loves rice.
—Whose hubby is this capable? Mine.
Lin Xuan returned to his seat, barely warming it before the professor presented another problem.
He said with a beaming smile, "Student Lin Xuan, I'll have to trouble you to solve this problem as well."
Lin Xuan: "..."
Again!
These professors were all targeting him to milk him for answers...
It seemed he really should come to class less often in the future and spend more time on project research.
Meanwhile, at Su Corporation.
Su Hua's slender fingers scrolled across her phone screen.
She was browsing Weibo.
Yan Xi reminds you: Due to Fanqie's daily requests exceeding three million, causing excessive server pressure, it is now recommended that you use sources from other major providers.
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?"
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.”
