Playing Three Kingdoms Kill Can Help You Become a Provincial Top Scholar

After dropping Li Shiyan off at the cafeteria and leaving her an umbrella, Shen Nian drove out of the school.

Good thing he had applied for smart access earlier, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to drive the car in. Now that he parked on campus, things were much more convenient, especially when it rained.

"Oh, you didn't know, but just now a guy wanted to walk Shiyan home," Xia Yanchun said, leaning over the back of the seat to share what she had just seen.

"Is that so? And then?"

"And then Shiyan rejected him, hehe. Is Shiyan really popular with the guys?"

"I have no idea. I don't really talk to them outside of class. You'd have to ask the guys who live in the dorms."

"Hmph. Drive slowly, it's raining."

"Will do, will do. I'm the steadiest driver there is."

They arrived safely at their residential complex and parked downstairs.

With the rain came the wind, and the temperature had noticeably dropped. Upon getting out of the car, Xia Yanchun instinctively wrapped her coat tighter around herself and huddled closer to Shen Nian to avoid getting wet.

Shen Nian simply put his arm around her and escorted her into the elevator.

"I can't believe it's already winter. It feels like time is flying by..."

"It's been a while since school started, of course it's fast. The winter break notices should be out in a few days." Shen Nian lightly pinched the girl's cheek; it was cool and soft.

"That's definitely because I've been studying so hard. Haven't you heard the saying? As long as you concentrate, time passes very, very quickly."

"Wow, so impressive."

Xia Yanchun happily returned home. The first thing she did was bring in the laundry, and only then did she take off her shoes.

Having no classes in the afternoon, she decided to stream for a while to earn some pocket money.

The vast majority of students were probably in the midst of intense and stressful final exam preparations, so her recent streams had been pretty bleak. A few times, the viewer count in her stream had even dropped to the triple digits.

However, she wasn't discouraged. Once winter and summer breaks arrived, the numbers would naturally go back up.

Thinking about streaming, she wanted to leech off Shen Nian's traffic again.

Shen Nian was considered a breath of fresh air in the streaming world. His streams had no ads and were full of solid, useful content from start to finish. In return, he had extremely high fan loyalty. Even from Monday to Friday, a fixed group of fans would hang out in his stream—these were self-taught students from all over the country. On weekends, another wave of students who got their hands on their phones and wanted to catch up on their studies would flood into his stream.

Xia Yanchun was very envious and decided to instantly assimilate Shen Nian's clout.

It was time to show off their affection to the whole internet!

Xia Yanchun happily trotted over to Shen Nian's house and pushed the door open.

She thought Shen Nian would be on his computer, but it turned out he was already nestled in bed playing Legends of the Three Kingdoms.

"What are you doing..." Shen Nian looked bewildered.

"I want to shoot a video with you."

"What kind of video?"

"Just some short interactive videos to get some views." Xia Yanchun puffed out her small chest. "That way, apart from streaming, monetizing the video views will earn us another sum. Wouldn't that be beautiful?"

"Makes perfect sense." Shen Nian made some room for her. "Quick, film my plays in Legends of the Three Kingdoms. It's guaranteed to go viral."

"?"

Th-this isn't right, is it?

"What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and film."

"No way. I want to film a short interactive video."

"Then wait for me to finish this round."

"..."

Xia Yanchun puffed her cheeks in annoyance and poked Shen Nian's arm. Just as she was about to take the opportunity to scold him, a lightbulb suddenly went off in her head.

She immediately started recording, pointing and nagging at Shen Nian, who was looking down and playing his game:

"All you know how to do all day is play games. Look, I poke him and he ignores me. What kind of game is this? Look at this, is the game more important or is streaming more important? Playing every day and still claiming you aren't addicted. Just a reminder to everyone: if you are retaking a year or self-studying and want to improve, you must strictly control your gaming time! Otherwise, you'll end up just like Master Shen here, completely unresponsive!"

End recording.

And just like that, a ten-second short video was complete.

Short videos were meant to be spontaneous, after all.

"Done filming?"

"All done. Hmph, I'm going to post it. This way, whenever you don't stream, people will scold you for slacking off and playing games."

"Like I care."

Shen Nian felt that compared to scolding him, there would be more people scolding the game.

Having finished filming her short video, Xia Yanchun gleefully crawled into Shen Nian's bed covers and started fiddling with her phone, seeing if there was any room for editing or adding some background music.

However, there was simply too little room to maneuver with a video that was only a dozen seconds long. After studying it for a bit, she just posted it directly to her account.

Short videos were reviewed very quickly. Within half an hour, the video passed the review and immediately got replies.

[By the time you see me, you are no longer first]

[Even the provincial top scorer plays games? Understood, I'm going to play too]

[Pass it on: playing Legends of the Three Kingdoms helps you become the provincial top scorer]

[Even Master Shen plays Legends of the Three Kingdoms. DogK, you've made it big]

[Shouldn't DogK quickly send Master Shen a sponsorship deal?]

Xia Yanchun: "??"

Weren't they supposed to reprimand Shen Nian for only focusing on playing games and not streaming? What was all this gibberish they were talking about?

She was so mad at the netizens.

Turning off her phone, she looked again at Shen Nian, who was still playing his game. Xia Yanchun pouted and gloomily snuggled into Shen Nian's arms, letting him hold her.

Chunbao smelled so nice. Shen Nian sniffed that faint, elegant milky scent, feeling thoroughly relaxed and happy.

"Are you going to take a nap?"

"No, just watching you play."

"Can you understand it?"

"I don't understand it, I just mainly want to watch you play."

Shen Nian grasped Xia Yanchun's small hand. The round was just about to end anyway, so he put his phone aside to focus on lying down and keeping Chunbao company.

Come to think of it, winter break wasn't far away.

Going back this year, they wouldn't have to squeeze onto the subway or take a bus. Having a car was truly convenient.

"Do you dare to drive back from here?"

"No, I don't." Xia Yanchun shook her head. Even now, she only dared to drive on simple stretches of road for a little while. As for those intersections with complex traffic conditions, she was scared just watching Shen Nian drive through them.

"Looks like you still need more practice. After we get back to town, I'll take you driving every day to build up your courage."

"Mhm." Xia Yanchun's almond eyes widened slightly. "Let's go back a little later during the winter break, okay?"

"Sure. We have a car anyway, and right when the holidays start, there are too many people and cars. I wasn't planning on going back so soon either."

"The main thing is that there's nothing to do back home. If they even just opened a snack street, I wouldn't be so reluctant to go back."

Xia Yanchun listened quietly as Shen Nian spoke, her own little secret thoughts bubbling up and then popping in her heart.

"Why don't you want to go back so soon? You ran back the fastest during the summer break before our senior year of high school."

"Because back then I saw something I shouldn't have, and I was afraid it would be awkward seeing you."

"..."

Oops, shouldn't have asked that.

Xia Yanchun pursed her lips and giggled secretly. Propping up her upper body, she straddled Shen Nian's abdomen, climbed up to his shoulders, and rested her forehead against his from above.

She smiled faintly, not saying a word.

Shen Nian didn't know what this was about, so he just assumed she wanted kisses, and happily kissed her to his heart's content.

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