Three Sentences to Warm Her All Day

Li Shiyan was just a fragile young girl, and Shen Nian's intimidation left her completely unsettled.

It was scarier than being doxxed online by strangers or having her online alias exposed by friends in real life.

All she did was browse gossip posts on Xiaohongshu—was that even a crime?

Last time, when Shen Nian got roasted on the confession wall, she had even liked the post. Little did she know it would earn her Shen Nian’s doxxing retaliation.

By the time she realized something was off about Shen Nian’s retaliation, he had already run off to hang out with other girls.

Scammed!

This was all public knowledge anyway!

Fuming, her face flushed with anger, she scanned the area for Shen Nian, only to find him chatting with a group of girls. She could only curse him silently in her heart.

"Little Chun, has he always been like this?"

"Yeah, one wrong move and you’ll get an aneurysm."

"Guess having a hometown buddy isn’t always a good thing..."

If she had to deal with this kind of frustration every day, Li Shiyan decided the guys in her online space were much better.

At least reading their edgy quotes could still make her laugh.

Shen Nian didn’t linger long with the girls before heading over to Chen Dong’s group to shoot the breeze.

"Cuteness is nothing compared to sexiness. I prefer Westerners’ boldness."

"Just say you like foreign girls already."

"Even though I like Westerners, I’m still an Easterner. Eastern beauty lies in subtlety—so let’s keep it classy, no need to be too repressed. I don’t play Valorant."

"Freshman Zhou’s doing well too. You strike me as the type who’d try to surrender with a secret signal when losing, only to get kicked to death by Liu Tao."

"My friend’s malding—can you delete that?"

High school was inherently dull, and guys only ever talked about a few things:

Girls, esports, history, and games.

If circumstances allowed, they’d avoid discussing girls and games altogether.

High schoolers were a peculiar bunch—choosing esports over sweet romance at the prime age for it.

It’s addictive. Once hooked, you’re done for life!

If even half the conversations in a high school dorm got leaked, six out of eight guys would face execution, and the other two would get life sentences.

The only reason they weren’t discussing politics was because they were saving it for a bigger explosion later.

With all this talk of foreign girls, Westerners, and Easterners, other guys quickly joined in, turning it into what sounded like a fetish exchange convention.

"Just to clarify, I’m not a lolicon."

"I’m a living lolicon."

"I just happen to like characters who are lolis."

"Arrest him! Castration is the only cure!"

"WTF, what are you doing?! Stop! Ohhh—"

Shen Nian seized the chance to slip away. As clouds drifted over the sun, he took the opportunity to run a few laps around the track.

Running was the easiest way to log workout hours—minimal effort, just rest when the sun’s too strong and resume when it’s milder. Before he knew it, class was over.

After school, Shen Nian went home, showered, and knocked out his daily workout—push-ups and sit-ups—in his room.

On his way out of the neighborhood, he spotted the stray cat from his first side quest, sprawled lazily by the grass like a salted fish.

"Get up and sleep again," Shen Nian nudged the cat with his shoe.

The cat instantly went into velociraptor mode—arching its back, hissing, and baring teeth in one smooth combo.

Recognizing Shen Nian, it gradually relaxed back into its fluffy form.

The cat even rolled onto its back, belly up—a move that had once charmed a little girl into becoming its loyal servant, supplying premium cat food on the regular.

Human, step into my Cat Emperor’s banner and pay homage.

The cat was undeniably cute—fluffy, with white fur around its nose that contrasted adorably with its pink pads. Shen Nian dubbed it the "Dck Cat."

Gotta admit, this dck cat was kinda charming.

Shen Nian: "Pspspsps."

Cat: ?

Never mind. The Cat Emperor’s banner doesn’t accept idiots.

The cat relocated to a shaded sunspot and curled up again.

"Get up and sleep again," Shen Nian poked it lightly with a stick.

Cat: ??

Seriously, what’s wrong with you?

What’s on this guy’s head—a lucky red lantern? Doesn’t he know cats need sleep?

"Meowr!"

"Daring to hiss at me?"

Perfect timing—with all the extra cash lying around lately, maybe it was time to drag this cat to the vet for a little snip-snip.

"Big brother, what are you doing?" A little girl holding a sausage stared at him, her big eyes full of confusion.

"Ahem, nothing," Shen Nian cleared his throat. "Just having a fun little interaction with the cat."

"Ohh..."

The girl crouched to feed the cat, and Shen Nian didn’t linger. If he didn’t hurry, he’d be late for school.

Today was the "bad woman’s" turn on duty. Being late meant risking her using her authority for revenge.

He arrived right on the dot. Xia Yanchun glanced at him briefly before returning to her homework.

Shen Nian was fine with that—less hassle.

During the first evening self-study session, Yan Yuzhu came by to assign homework and, as usual, summoned Shen Nian to the "Genius Retirement Home."

"Here’s your study plan for the next few days. It’s a lot, but I’ll check in on Friday," Yan Yuzhu tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her voice gentle. "But don’t neglect your previous plans either. Forgetting old material while learning new won’t get you anywhere. Stay focused."

"Got it, teach."

Yan Yuzhu was the most normal "genius" in the retirement home—gorgeous, young, with silky black hair that fit Shen Nian’s stereotype of an English teacher perfectly.

But her best trait was her personality. Compared to the tyrants he’d had before, Yan Yuzhu’s kindness was world-class.

Shen Nian adored her.

Even when he used to skip English, he’d just sit quietly or nap—never disrupting her class.

He’d sworn loyalty too many times to count.

Flipping through the thick stack of study materials—three days’ worth—Shen Nian felt exhausted. Between workouts and studying, he’d be a wreck without his [Unstoppable Momentum].

"Teach, where’s my reward?"

"Ah…" Yan Yuzhu was taken aback. Rewards were usually teacher-initiated—students outright asking was a first.

But Shen Nian wasn’t normal.

She didn’t mind, though. She’d promised rewards for completed plans, after all.

"If you finish, I’ll treat you to bubble tea?"

"What if I don’t?"

"Daily detention copying texts."

"Teach, you’re the most teacherly teacher."

"Pfft—"

Yan Yuzhu really loved this student.

Shen Nian didn’t stay long. Spotting Su Kexi nearby, he backtracked from the door.

"Teacher Su, eaten yet?"

"? Yeah." Su Kexi was puzzled.

"Wow, same. What a coincidence."

"?? Do you want me to give you digestive pills or something?"

"I was just worried the teacher might think I dislike you. Since you've eaten, I'll take my leave now."

"..."

Realizing what had just happened, Su Kexi immediately felt another layer of awkward embarrassment flush over her.

Damn kid, asking for a punishment essay already.

Good thing Shen Nian ran off fast.

Such a sweet, considerate student—Su Kexi must be deeply moved as a teacher, right?

Three sentences to warm Su Kexi’s heart all day!

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