Shen Nian didn't know how to play basketball and was clueless about the rules. Watching the game, he was completely lost, unable to tell who was fouling whom.
Since he was just idling around anyway, he went to the equipment room to get a basketball and asked Xia Yanchun to go play with him on an empty court nearby.
Xia Yanchun and Li Shiyan were only there to watch the commotion in the first place. The moment Shen Nian called, Xia Yanchun made a run for it, and once Xia Yanchun left, Li Shiyan followed suit.
The sports field of No. 2 High School was quite large. Next to them were first-year juniors playing fiercely. After watching for a while, Shen Nian only figured out how to shoot a basket.
"You don't even know how to play, why did you get a basketball?" She stood obediently to the side and teased him.
"You couldn't understand the game either, yet you watched for so long just now. It's not like we have anything else to do, right?" Shen Nian crooked his finger at her. "How about we see who can shoot more accurately?"
Xia Yanchun glanced at the basketball hoop.
She had never seen Shen Nian touch a basketball before, and he himself admitted he was completely clueless. Unlike comparing test scores, comparing shooting skills would be fairer since they were both beginners.
She had just watched him take a few shots, and he basically missed them all.
"Fine, let's compete."
"A bet! There has to be a bet!"
"What are you betting?"
"Ahem." Shen Nian cleared his throat, glanced at the petite girl watching nearby, and quickly waved his hand through the air.
Li Shiyan was angry but didn't dare speak up. She obediently walked further away, sulkily clasping her hands behind her back, taking big strides through the patch of grass beside the track, pretending not to care in the slightest.
What's so secret that I can't hear? Could they possibly be betting on something shameful?
You don't actually think I want to listen, do you?
Li Shiyan's big, dark eyes darted around. Having often whispered with Xia Yanchun about topics related to the opposite sex, she seemed to think of something now, her face flushing slightly.
A bet that can't be listened to...
Could it be, could it be!
A bet where the loser gets bullied?!
Li Shiyan kicked an innocent little stone flying, feeling that those two were so interesting, such a perfect couple to ship!
"What's the bet?" Shen Nian was still whispering with Xia Yanchun.
Xia Yanchun's face was red. She took a sharp breath and said in a tiny voice, "If I win, during the mock exams these two days, you can't call me by my name. You can only call me Sister Chun or big sister..."
"If I win, can you call me daddy?"
"Go die!" Xia Yanchun swatted Shen Nian on the head. "Be serious!"
Shen Nian actually was being quite serious, but he didn't dare say it.
What man doesn't have a fatherly dream? He already had two "sons," Chen Dong and Ma Mingfan. Now he just wanted a daughter, what's wrong with that?
"Fine then. You just have to call me big brother."
"That's not allowed either."
"?" Shen Nian laughed in exasperation. "Why? Isn't 'big brother' the same generation as 'big sister'? Why can you but I can't? Double standards, huh?"
"I'm older than you anyway. Having me call you big brother would be turning the natural order upside down. Pick something else." Xia Yanchun wasn't the least bit guilty.
Whoever is older is the big sister, whoever is older is the big brother. Clearly, she was the big sister, but Shen Nian was not the big brother.
They could bet on anything, but she would not yield an inch on the fact that she was the big sister.
This was a slide that couldn't even be touched.
"So many rules for a simple bet. I give up on you."
"Hurry up, hurry up! What do you want to bet?"
"If I can't bet on anything, what's the point?" Shen Nian waved his hand. "Forget it, I'm not doing it."
"Don't!" Xia Yanchun hurriedly grabbed his sleeve.
She really wanted to hear Shen Nian call her big sister.
It had been so many years since he last called her that. If not 'big sister,' then 'Sister Chun' would be fine too.
But Shen Nian just wouldn't call her that. Only when he was cornered would he yell "Sister Chun" to beg her to stop talking.
"In that case, I'm going to be shameless now." Shen Nian drawled, sounding like he'd swallowed two elders from the Soul Hall.
"Go on."
"If I win, during the exam these two days, you have to let me kiss you a few times, right?"
"On the forehead? No problem." She chose to play dumb. Sister Chun doesn't understand, you know.
"Forehead won't do." Shen Nian wagged his finger.
Xia Yanchun cupped her warm little face. "On the cheek then... fine."
Shen Nian 'tsk tsk'ed again and shook his index finger.
Xia Yanchun pursed her lips, pulled up the collar of her jacket to cover half her face, her almond-shaped eyes scrutinizing Shen Nian's face. Meeting his gaze, she blinked rapidly twice.
She chose to turn her face away, saying nothing, neither agreeing nor refusing, letting Shen Nian guess for himself.
Shen Nian poked her forehead. "Let's compete with three-pointers. Whoever makes three three-pointers first wins. Rock-paper-scissors to see who goes first."
"My score is higher, I go first!" Xia Yanchun snatched the basketball from Shen Nian's side.
"Six-six-six. No more acting for you, huh."
Xia Yanchun lifted her smooth chin. "Which line is the three-point line?"
"Pfft, this one."
"Th-this far...?" Xia Yanchun stood at the three-point line. Forget making a basket, she felt like just throwing the ball that far would be a problem.
"I need a practice shot. This one doesn't count, okay?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, she raised the basketball with no athletic grace whatsoever and threw it in a way she thought was pretty good.
After all, they were only competing to make a three-pointer, and no specific form was required. Scoring is winning!
Reality was harsh. The ball went high enough, but not far enough. It really couldn't even reach the hoop, just rolled pathetically to the other side.
Xia Yanchun's world collapsed.
Li Shiyan huffed and puffed, running to retrieve the ball for them.
"Let me try one more time."
"Uh-huh, sure, sure."
What were you expecting? Expecting a Haki Chun who had never touched a basketball, trying to shoot three-pointers right off the bat, whose shots couldn't even hit the backboard, to win against a 1.8-meter-tall Shen Nian with maxed-out strength and reflexes, plus a Luck +5 bonus?
Shen Nian was already overjoyed, while Haki Chun was still struggling.
Xia Yanchun bent her knees again, sullenly gathering her strength, then threw the ball out with all her might.
The basketball clanged against the rim.
Yes! Hitting the rim means there's hope!
Shen Nian was speechless, amused to the point of laughter, almost wanting to let Xia Yanchun stand closer and go easy on her.
Thankfully, his mentality was solid. Going easy was impossible.
He and Xia Yanchun had competed in all sorts of things before—who could keep their eyes open longer, who could hold their breath longer, even who could finish a test first.
Unfortunately, he lost more than he won. Xia Yanchun was smart and rarely competed with him in areas where she was at a disadvantage.
Today was an exception. She probably thought shooting was easy... but in reality, she struggled just to get the ball to the hoop.
"Had enough practice? This time it counts." Shen Nian showed no mercy.
"Mmm... How about we just call off the bet?"
"You're saying that now? You must be joking."
"I... my period came, I have something to do, I... I gotta go!"
Shen Nian saw right through her guilt and said with a light smile, "Chickening out means an automatic loss."
Xia Yanchun fumed. She should have tried shooting first before agreeing to compete.
Later, after the match, win or lose, she would definitely sulk and make Shen Nian guess why. This time, it would be a really big sulk.
"Go, Xiao Chun, you can do it!" Li Shiyan cheered for Xia Yanchun from the sidelines.
That damn Shen Nian actually dared to bully me, Guimi! He didn't even make allowances for Guimi being on her period. He's truly the worst!
Since things had come to this, Xia Yanchun had no way of backing out. Throwing caution to the wind, she mustered all her strength and took the shot.
The basketball traced an arc through the air, clanged against the rim, circled it twice, and finally dropped through.
Shen Nian: ?
Did BYD just hit the pity pull?
Or did the loli girl give Chunbao a buff?
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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?"
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.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.”
