The classroom was noisy. Shen Nian went out to use the restroom, only to find that the other classes were even louder.
Of course, there were a few classes where the homeroom teachers were keeping watch in person, so the noise level was relatively lower.
Passing by the teachers office, he noticed quite a few teachers inside. It seemed they were working overtime to grade the final exam papers on their computers. Unfortunately, his favorite teacher, Wangzai, wasn't around.
Tragic. He couldn't freeload any Wangzai milk today.
Shen Nian headed straight back to the classroom. Someone had put on the movie The Wandering Earth again.
Happy to have some free time, Shen Nian casually tore off a piece of his eraser and tossed it at Xia Yanchun's head.
Xia Yanchun frowned at him, an invisible question mark popping up over her head.
"Come sit over here," Shen Nian said, crooking his finger at her.
Xia Yanchun hesitated for a moment before getting up and taking a seat by the window next to him.
It wasn't her first time sitting with Shen Nian anyway. Besides, with the classroom being so noisy, swapping seats was a common occurrence. Even before she moved over, several other students had already changed seats to chat with their friends.
"What do you want?"
"Just wanted you to come sit with me, that's all." Shen Nian's voice was low. He tore open a bag of Lay's potato chips and placed it in the middle of the desk. "When are we heading home?"
"I still need to collect the signature slips."
"Then shouldn't you hurry up and collect them?"
"Some people have wandered off who knows where. Let's wait a bit. Do you want to go home early?"
"I don't mind either way. I'll wait for you."
Xia Yanchun didn't reply, but a faint trace of joy hid in her eyes.
She wouldn't have minded if Shen Nian went back alone first; she wasn't some unreasonable, spoiled girl. But if Shen Nian stayed behind to wait for her, she would definitely be happy about it.
"I'm going to collect the slips in a minute! Anyone who hasn't signed, hurry up and do it!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.
A few people had genuinely forgotten about the slips and were only now scrambling to sign them with their pens.
"Our Madam Class Monitor is so fierce, I'm scared to tears."
"Get lost."
"Have some chips. We're in no rush anyway."
"Hmph."
The potato chips were tomato-flavored, which Xia Yanchun actually liked quite a bit.
This kind of scene, watching a movie on the classroom projector, sitting in the back row eating potato chips... It had a super great vibe, a subtle yet distinct feeling of youth.
Xia Yanchun was in a wonderful mood. She couldn't even remember how long it had been since she and Shen Nian last shared a bag of snacks in the classroom.
If there weren't so many prying eyes in the classroom, she would have leaned right against Shen Nian.
The classroom lights were off, and no one would really pay attention to the back row...
Xia Yanchun's heartbeat began to quicken. For a fleeting moment, she really wanted to lean against Shen Nian behind everyone's backs. It felt like such a thrilling idea.
Halfway through the movie, she started collecting the slips. After confirming she had enough, she delivered them to the teachers office.
"We can go now," she whispered into Shen Nian's ear upon returning to the classroom.
"Let's go."
Having packed his things before the exam, Shen Nian simply flipped their two chairs upside down onto the desks and quietly slipped out of the classroom with her.
The school was bustling with people. Taking advantage of the lack of supervision tonight, little couples were openly holding hands and strolling around the campus.
Watching the whispering couples under the streetlights, Xia Yanchun boldly squeezed closer to Shen Nian. She pinched his pinky finger, then quickly retracted her hand, pretending nothing had happened.
Even when Shen Nian looked over, she just kept walking on her own, pretending not to notice his gaze.
Shen Nian rubbed his chin and reached out to pinch Xia Yanchun's pinky in return.
"Why are you pinching me? Spit it out if you have something to say."
"?"
"Pfft, hahaha."
"Damn you," Shen Nian laughed, letting it go.
Xia Yanchun's eyes curved into a smile. She wasn't afraid of being seen by others right now. With so many couples around, she felt a surge of courage.
She directly grabbed two of Shen Nian's fingers and walked with a little sway. Their shadows under the streetlights split into several silhouettes. The faint shadows stretched out long, and as they faded, the darkest shadows took their turn stretching out.
Rumor had it that stepping on someone's shadow would stop them from growing taller.
Xia Yanchun lowered her head, stepping on Shen Nian's shadow step by step.
One point eight meters was already very tall and healthy.
Watching her own toes take step after step, her strides were small and out of sync with Shen Nian's. Every few steps, she had to take an extra one just to keep up with his pace.
That was why she liked walking in front of him. If she slowed down in front, Shen Nian would slow down too.
But right now, she preferred holding hands with him as they walked.
"Cursing me to stop growing, huh?"
Haji-Chun kept her head down, clearly up to no good, and Shen Nian noticed it immediately.
"I'm keeping you from getting any taller."
"Don't do that, I still want to reach one eighty-five."
"How tall are you now?"
"I measured myself a while ago. I'm one eighty-three. Still growing, but very slowly. I don't think I'll grow much more."
"Why do you need to be so tall?" Xia Yanchun pouted, kicking a pebble off the side of the road.
"So that in the future, you won't even be able to kiss me when you stand on your tiptoes. Just thinking about it cracks me up."
"Ew, you're flattering yourself."
Xia Yanchun looked at him in mock disgust. How could a reserved young lady like her stand on her tiptoes to kiss Shen Nian? In all this time, she had only done it two or three times!
If she couldn't reach him on her tiptoes, then she just wouldn't try. Shen Nian would lean down on his own anyway.
"Then I'll step on yours too." Shen Nian circled to Xia Yanchun's other side and, using the light, stepped on her darkest shadow step by step.
"You're not allowed to!"
Xia Yanchun still wanted to grow taller! Right now, she was only a little over one point six meters; reaching one point six five would be perfect!
Even though the chances were extremely slim, having Shen Nian step on her shadow was super annoying.
"Such double standards," Shen Nian laughed, ruffling Xia Yanchun's fluffy hair. Playful strands of hair slipped through the gaps between his fingers, getting messed up by his rubbing. "I heard that stepping on someone's shadow means you'll be together forever. You stepped on mine so many times; looks like you'll never be able to leave me in this lifetime."
"Ha, is that really a saying?"
"Yep, it's been going around for over ten seconds now."
At first glance, it sounded like over ten years, and Xia Yanchun didn't think much of it until she belatedly realized the joke and bumped her forehead against Shen Nian's arm.
Turns out Shen Nian had just made it up on the spot.
With her hair completely messed up by Shen Nian, Xia Yanchun shook her head to toss his hand away. She raised her hand and pulled off her hair tie.
The small ponytail at the back of her head completely came undone, cascading down her shoulders. The sweet-looking girl suddenly gained a touch of gentle elegance.
Shen Nian gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Leaving it down looks nice too. So cute."
"...Oh."
Xia Yanchun couldn't help the little flowers blooming in her heart, but she didn't let it show on her face.
Only little girls would get so happy over a casual compliment. As the mature older sister, she definitely had to act more composed.
"Where's the hair tie? Give it to me."
"Why?"
"Put it on, it's not coming off tonight."
"Here."
Just as Xia Yanchun handed her hair tie to Shen Nian, he took the opportunity to grab her hand. Spreading his fingers, he slipped the hair tie onto Xia Yanchun's wrist.
"You're not allowed to take it off tonight," Shen Nian said, intertwining his fingers with hers.

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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.”

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?!

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?"