The university campus was vast, especially across different majors. Unless one made a deliberate effort, many people might not even cross paths once in four years.
Finding someone could be troublesome, but not entirely so—after all, the reputation of a "big shot" was likely well-known.
After several hours of searching, they finally got the computer genius's phone number from a senior student. Without hesitation, they dialed.
"Hello, who is this?"
Shen Mengjie took a deep breath and said, "Are you Senior Li Hao?"
Hearing a pleasant female voice on the other end, Li Hao's tone immediately softened. "Yes, that's me... May I ask who you are?"
"Hello, I have something I’d like to ask for your help with... If it’s convenient, could we meet?"
"Of course, of course! Where would you like to meet?"
Huang Fei frowned deeply upon hearing the eagerness in the other person’s voice.
But Shen Mengjie just chuckled lightly. "How about the coffee shop at the East Gate?"
"Sure."
After hanging up, Shen Mengjie excitedly put away her phone and instinctively glanced in Long Aotian’s direction.
If not for Long Aotian’s idea, she truly wouldn’t have known what to do.
The only solution she could think of was arguing back on the campus forum.
But the screenshots the other party had posted were undeniable—she couldn’t explain them away because they were real. (Back in 2007–2008, reporting to the authorities was an option, but not always effective.)
Even if she tried to explain, no one would sympathize with her.
But if she could find the person spreading these rumors, she’d confront them face-to-face.
She knew her behavior wasn’t entirely blameless, but as Long Aotian had said, even if she deserved exposure, she shouldn’t be the only one.
Besides, she had only gone out to eat and sing with those who had invited her. If they could provide her with emotional fulfillment, she’d accept their next invitation.
On the other hand, if they couldn’t offer that and only wanted to take advantage of her, there wouldn’t be a next time.
She enjoyed the attention and admiration, but she wasn’t stupid.
It takes two to tango—if they hadn’t actively pursued her and added her as a friend, she wouldn’t have chatted with them in the first place.
So this situation wasn’t entirely her fault. A guy who had a girlfriend but still tried to hit on her deserved to be exposed on the campus forum too—let him taste his own medicine!
If you’re wondering why she couldn’t just match the chat records to identify the person, even if they had blurred out details, she should have been able to find them based on her own chat history...
Shen Mengjie would lower her head in shame. Her responses were practically identical, as if copied from a template.
And with so many guys adding her on QQ, all with the same chat background, it was like trying to find a needle in a stack of identical needles—nearly impossible to pinpoint the original one...
......
At the coffee shop, she waited less than ten minutes before a slightly chubby guy walked in. He wasn’t very tall, wore black-framed glasses, and had a side-parted fringe—clearly, he’d made an effort to wash his hair.
With just one glance, Shen Mengjie knew this had to be Li Hao. There was no mistaking the unmistakable aura of a shut-in gamer.
"Senior Li Hao?" Shen Mengjie stood up and smiled sweetly at him, her delicate face radiating charm.
Li Hao froze for a moment when he saw her, clearly not expecting the person who’d called him to be such a pretty and alluring girl.
His face instantly turned red.
He walked over but didn’t sit down right away, instead asking, "You’re the one who called me earlier?"
"Yes." Seeing his flushed expression, Shen Mengjie’s smile grew even sweeter. "Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to meet me."
A beautiful girl with a sweet voice—for guys who’d never been in a relationship, this scene would leave a lasting impression.
Li Hao was no exception.
Clearing his throat, he sat down across from her. "So... which department are you from? What do you need my help with?"
"Senior, my name is Shen Mengjie, I’m—"
The moment he heard "Shen Mengjie," Li Hao’s cheerful expression vanished, replaced by stern seriousness.
"I can’t help you."
With that, he stood up to leave.
Shen Mengjie was stunned. Just a second ago, he’d seemed interested in her...
Seeing that he was really about to walk away, she quickly stood and called after him, "Senior Li Hao, what’s wrong? Did I offend you somehow?"
The people waiting outside noticed the situation and instinctively moved closer.
Li Hao suddenly saw a group approaching him and felt a pang of fear. He turned back to Shen Mengjie. "Didn’t you call me to meet alone? Why did you bring so many people? Are you trying to mess with someone like me too? You’ll get what’s coming to you."
The barrage of accusations left Shen Mengjie momentarily speechless—especially the last line about "getting what’s coming to you." She was at a complete loss.
Huang Fei, hearing him talk to Shen Mengjie like that, immediately stepped forward and pointed at Li Hao. "Watch your mouth."
Long Aotian pulled Huang Fei’s arm down and apologized to Li Hao. "Sorry about that. But could you tell us why you reacted this way?"
Li Hao shot Huang Fei a defiant look before turning to Long Aotian. "You’re with them, aren’t you?"
When Long Aotian nodded, Li Hao’s expression turned disdainful.
"If you’re with them, then there’s nothing to explain."
Then he looked at the still-confused Shen Mengjie and smirked. "You really are something, huh? Not only did you string along thirty-eight guys online, but you’ve got this many people defending you in real life too..."
Hearing this, Long Aotian gave Shen Mengjie a deadpan look.
Under his gaze, Shen Mengjie lowered her head in shame—she genuinely didn’t remember there being that many...
Still, Long Aotian caught two key points in Li Hao’s words.
First, even Shen Mengjie herself was hazy about which chat records belonged to whom.
Yet Li Hao had cited an exact number: thirty-eight.
With that in mind, Long Aotian looked at Li Hao skeptically. "Thirty-eight? Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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.”
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
