However, since the bell had only just rung, people weren't arriving that fast, so Xia Yanchun didn't mind playing with Shen Nian a little longer.
Xia Yanchun leaned her upper body onto Shen Nian's stack of books.
"By the way, did you hear what I said at noon...?"
666, she really has a pursuit skill.
Did Earth Online nerf Shen Nian and buff Xia Yanchun without releasing the patch notes?
"Kill me, don't torture me, Haji-Chun..."
"As long as you heard it."
Xia Yanchun was happy and quickly returned to her own seat.
According to the Law of Conservation of Arch-Enemy Moods, when Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun are in rival mode, smiles are merely transferred.
Xia Yanchun smiled sweetly, but Shen Nian's smile vanished.
Just before class started, Chen Dong finally arrived at the classroom carrying his backpack. He sat down, immediately turned around, and pulled out a stack of cash, placing it on Shen Nian's desk.
Seven red notes, two green notes, and three coins.
"Shen Nian, you know the drill."
"I know, I know. We're bros, say no more. It's just swapping cash, right? Eight hundred bucks and thirty cents."
"Haha, what are you saying? We're bros, consider these three coins a gift from me. Don't look down on these three coins just because they look ordinary; they have a huge background."
Shen Nian shoved the bills into his backpack, leaving only the three coins on the desk.
There was no need to save the coins; they could be clipped into pen caps as crafting materials for spaceships.
Others could only build with pen caps, but his three-coin spaceship would be absolutely authoritative.
"What background?"
"This coin is a misprint. The heads side was printed on the tails side, and the tails side was printed on the heads side," Chen Dong laughed.
"Damn it, what's the difference?"
"No difference."
"Classic. Then what the hell are you talking about?"
"Don't be in such a rush." Chen Dong stopped him and picked up another coin. "This is the coin Misaka Mikoto shot out. I accidentally picked it up back then."
"Screw you, even Railgun is involved now." Shen Nian couldn't hold back. "So what's the difference?"
"No difference, but you can list it on Xianyu for 288 and see if any idiot buys it. The feasibility is actually quite high."
"And the third one?"
"Uh, this..."
"Can't make it up anymore, huh?"
"Haha, what are you saying? Everything I, Chen Dong, say is the absolute truth. If there is a single lie, I'll go out and find a hundred bucks."
Shen Nian smiled with relief.
Coins weren't just for clipping into pen caps to build spaceships; they could also be thrown at Chen Dong's face.
During evening self-study, the smell of shampoo in the classroom was heavy.
Since they had to meet parents tomorrow, everyone had groomed themselves well. Even classmates who usually dressed casually had changed into nicer jackets.
Chen Dong had even brought a comb.
But then Shen Nian saw Chen Dong stick the comb inside his clothes to scratch an itch...
"Oh ho ho, it has to be this." Chen Dong was comfortable now. The authority of comb scratching needed no explanation; it was second only to a partner scratching it for you. Everyone who used it said it was good.
"Dude, why are you such a pervert?" Shen Nian was speechless. Was that how you used a comb?
"It's really comfortable. Want to use it?"
"..."
So Shen Nian also used the comb to scratch an itch.
"Holy crap, why didn't you tell me about such a comfortable thing sooner?"
"I told you." Chen Dong held up the comb. "Is mine awesome or what?"
"More awesome than a 1v3 sweep in Naruto."
Ma Mingfan had just arrived. Hearing Shen Nian and Chen Dong's chat, his face turned green. "What are you guys talking about? What's comfortable?"
"Come, come, you try it too. Turn around."
"What the hell is this..." Ma Mingfan did turn around, but his hands turned too, covering his butt in reverse.
Nothing else, just guarding against a Thousand Years of Death. With two "good bros" behind him, he had to guard against this (thumbs up).
The comb went inside Ma Mingfan's shirt and scratched vigorously along his waist. Ma Mingfan's expression changed, and he almost cried out.
It felt too good. He almost corrupted into a fallen high school boy who couldn't leave the scratching comb, the kind who would go "oh, oh, oh" whenever scratched by a comb.
Fortunately, he held it back. Major points for willpower. He would reward himself by listening to "Lemon (Chinese Version)" twenty times when he got back.
"Candy Super Sweet" was the basic version; this was the advanced version. After mastering it, one could use their super strong willpower to look directly at Cthulhu and hallucinate a white-haired loli.
The boys were acting weirdly. Xia Yanchun was scared just watching them and moved her stool further away, afraid of being infected.
Better to stick with her Bestie.
Xia Yanchun held Li Shiyan's arm. "Shiyan, you're dressed so nicely. Is your mom coming tomorrow?"
"Yeah, yeah." Li Shiyan had her hair down, her two small hands constantly fluffing it out in an attempt to dry it faster. "My dad has been discussing business lately, so my mom basically handles everything regarding school."
"Your mom is really pretty too."
Wealthy women being beautiful was basically a stereotype. During the parent-teacher meeting, Xia Yanchun had taken a look at Li Shiyan's mother. Her skin was maintained really well, and her outfit had a great vibe, looking like a career woman in her thirties.
Li Shiyan and her mother actually looked quite alike, but their personalities were vastly different. A career woman mother giving birth to a cute little goofball—the contrast was too strong.
"What are you wearing tomorrow, Xiao Chun?"
"Normal clothes, pretty much the same as now."
Li Shiyan was soft and kept nodding.
When it came to outfits, if the person was good-looking, they looked good in anything. Obviously, Xia Yanchun was that person who looked good in anything.
Li Shiyan was a bit envious of Xia Yanchun's height. She wanted to grow to 1.6 meters too!
"Xiao Chun, is it too late for me to drink more milk now?"
"Huh?" Xia Yanchun subconsciously glanced at Li Shiyan's not-so-small area.
"I meant height!"
"Ah, oh. Probably not. We girls pretty much stop growing around nineteen during puberty. But milk isn't expensive, you can try. There are quite a few people who continue to grow in their senior year."
"Starting today, a bottle of pure milk morning and night!"
Tears wetting the pure milk, swearing to grow to 1.6 meters.
Evening self-study dismissal.
The evening breeze was cool, uncontrollably drilling into sleeves. Withered leaves on the ground were blown rolling, creating rustling sounds everywhere.
Shen Nian specifically looked for withered leaves to step on. This would make sweeping difficult, a random punishment for the juniors cleaning the zone tomorrow.
"You're so bad."
"I'm just walking normally," Shen Nian laughed.
Xia Yanchun curled her lips and secretly stepped on two leaves as well, pretending Shen Nian had stepped on them.
She hugged her hot water bottle, looked down at Shen Nian's exposed hand, and curiously extended a finger to rub it. Sure enough, it wasn't cold at all.
"Heh, trying to seduce me? Interesting. Woman, you have successfully caught my attention. It seems I have no choice but to sleep in your room tonight."
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.”
