Practicing driving every day had become a habit.
Even though Shen Nian had completely mastered Subject Two, he still came with Xia Yanchun every day to do a lap, like punching a time card.
After a few days, Xia Yanchun basically got the hang of it too.
By the time they finished today's practice, it was already noon.
Today was the day university admission results were announced. Even though Shen Nian was one hundred percent sure he would be admitted to Nanjiang University, he couldn't help but check.
Pretty good.
Taking out his phone, Shen Nian called Ma Mingfan.
As soon as the call connected, Ma Mingfan's barely concealed joyful voice came through the receiver.
"Hey Shen Nian, how did you know I got accepted into Nanjiang University?"
"You really got in?" Shen Nian laughed. "Not bad, Hajima, pretty good. Which major did you get into?"
"Uh... Materials Science." Ma Mingfan paused, then continued, "Actually, I'm quite surprised too. I thought I'd be assigned to some unpopular liberal arts major."
"I guess the entire major category didn't have enough adjustment quotas?"
Shen Nian didn't know the exact details either. Although he had asked Director Huang to give Ma Mingfan a hand, he didn't specify a major. He didn't know if this adjustment result was meant to be or if Director Huang had pulled some strings.
Either way, getting into Nanjiang University was something to celebrate. Getting in was the first step. As for the major, if it really wasn't a good fit, he could work hard and apply to change majors. That would depend on whether Ma Mingfan had that idea himself.
"Whatever. By the way, did you go back to your hometown?"
"Yeah."
"Oh... I was thinking of going to the city to hang out with you in a couple of days and pass on my Super Shadow Three Thousand secret manual to you. Never mind then."
"...I don't even play anymore, what use do I have for that? Oh, right, I have a cousin..."
"I can't hear you, I'm going to have a big meal with a pretty girl. Hanging up."
The line went dead with a beep, and the corner of Shen Nian's mouth twitched.
What nonsense.
Forget it, wishing Hajima a bright future.
He was going to call Chen Dong too, but Chen Dong's message came first.
[Chen Dong]: Shen Nian, I miss you.
[Shen Nian]: ?
[Chen Dong]: For you, I gave up the opportunity to further my studies at Jinghua University. Are you touched, bro?
[Shen Nian]: Just say you didn't get accepted.
[Chen Dong]: I am the man Jinghua University can't have (wearing sunglasses.jpg)
[Shen Nian]: (taking off sunglasses crying face.jpg)
It seemed Chen Dong wasn't too disappointed.
After all, he had just put it down to take a gamble. If he succeeded, he'd hit the jackpot; if he failed, he still had a good school as a backup. With Chen Dong's college entrance exam score, he didn't have to worry about not getting into a good school.
Although he didn't get into his dream university, Nanjiang University wasn't bad either. If he posted his admission letter online, there would still be a bunch of people worshipping him and hoping for his luck.
Chen Dong went all-in on Computer Science, while Shen Nian chose Artificial Intelligence. They were both in the same broad category and the same college. They would probably see each other often at Nanjiang University in the future.
The friends he hung out with the most in high school all got into Nanjiang University. That was pretty good.
In the class QQ group, everyone was talking about their admission results.
The disappointed adventurers Chen Qiuyu and Han Wenxin were going to a 211 university in the neighboring province. Lin Xiyuan and Lan Fukai were both prime candidates for Tier-1 universities. Even Huang Chen managed to scrape into an undergraduate program relying on his sports scores.
Classmate Liang Jing, who had a low presence in school, also posted her admission result. She was going to a normal university in another province and would most likely become a teacher in the future.
Everyone had a bright future.
Shen Nian sent a meme, and someone immediately tagged him. He then truthfully shared his admission news for Artificial Intelligence at Nanjiang University.
There was no point in hiding this kind of information, so he just said it.
[Su Kexi (Homeroom Teacher)]: @All Members, everyone should know their admission results by now. The admission letters will be sent out successively. If you really don't have time to pick yours up, you can fill in the school's address, and the school can keep it for you.
[Yan Yuzhu (English Teacher)]: [Red Packet] Wishing everyone smooth sailing in university in advance, come back and visit the school often!
[Shen Nian]: Oh my, teacher, why are you so nice?
[Ma Mingfan]: Thank you boss, boss is so generous!
[Li Shiyan]: Wow, thank you teacher!
[Chen Qiuyu]: Why did you all get a few bucks while I only got twenty cents?
...
Mid-August.
Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun had passed Subject Two. Now they had to go to the city every day to practice Subject Three on the designated routes.
Driving practice was something Shen Nian mastered in two days. Xia Yanchun wasn't as good as him; she would get nervous when there were other cars on the road and took several days to get the hang of it.
During this time, Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun's admission letters also arrived.
After passing Subject Three, they breezed through Subject Four the very next day, both passing on their first try.
In late August, Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun's driver's licenses were sent to the post office.
Because the start of school required two weeks of military training, late August was already time to report to campus.
Fortunately, Shen Nian and Xia Yanchun had a house locally, otherwise they would have to pick a time to travel far, pack their luggage, buy daily necessities, plan their route... Just thinking about it was troublesome.
After getting his driver's license, buying a car was also put on the agenda. However, Shen Nian never had a precise plan. Currently, the most suitable one he picked was a BMW 330Li.
If there wasn't a more suitable one, the BMW 330Li would most likely be Shen Nian's first car in his life.
"Shen Nian!"
Shen Nian, who was nestled in his room looking at car models, heard Xia Yanchun's voice from downstairs. He immediately leaped up and ran to the balcony to look down.
"What's up?"
"Come down and open the door."
"Wait a sec."
Shen Nian went down to the first floor. As the front door opened, the dim first floor immediately became bright.
Xia Yanchun swung her fluffy little ponytail, hands behind her back, and tilted her head curiously. "Have you packed your things? We're going back to the city in a couple of days."
"Not yet. There are still two days left, what's the rush?"
"Heh, you're so lazy, you'll definitely procrastinate until the moment we leave to pack your things haphazardly."
"How is that possible? Am I that kind of person? Pack, I'll go up and pack right now!"
"Hmph, hurry up then."
Xia Yanchun followed Shen Nian upstairs. Of course, the smart girl wouldn't help Shen Nian pack. While Shen Nian was packing, she just lay lazily on his bed, watching.
After getting their driver's licenses, there was basically nothing left to do for the three-month vacation. Xia Yanchun was so bored yesterday that she cleaned the entire house.
"Shen Nian..." Xia Yanchun's little foot kicked Shen Nian's back.
"Stop messing around, I'm packing."
"Let's borrow my dad's car and go for a drive tonight?"
"Sure," Shen Nian smiled. "After getting a license, you eventually have to hit the road. I saw online that some students get their license but never touch a car during their four years of college, and then they're too scared to drive."
"That's why I suggested it. There aren't many cars at night anyway, so we can just drive slowly for fun, taking turns for a lap each."
"Absolutely, it's a plan."

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

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?"

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.”