Upon hearing Li Qingxue's words, Long Aotian raised an eyebrow.
Communication between people can reveal a lot about the other person's character just from their demeanor and speech.
At the very least, Long Aotian could sense that this female classmate had a straightforward nature; she didn't harbor any hidden agendas and was willing to confide in a stranger about her troubles.
In Long Aotian's own words from his era, she was "carefree and simple-hearted.": "You haven't even told me your name yet."
Li Qingxue straightened her posture, facing Long Aotian directly with her eyes curving into a bright smile, full of vitality and joy: "Hello, let me reintroduce myself. My name is Li Qingxue."
Upon hearing this, the smile on Long Aotian's face froze for a moment, then completely vanished.
Li Qingxue?
If he remembered correctly, wasn't she the "female second lead" and the white moonlight of the story?
She was Li Qingxue, so the person who had pursued her and confessed to her 99 times must be...
Thinking about this, Long Aotian couldn't help but take a sharp breath.
Li Qingxue blinked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Seeing Long Aotian's momentarily stunned expression, she couldn't help but chuckle.
"No, nothing!" Long Aotian said slowly, then coughed lightly: "May I ask, that friend of yours of nine years..."
Before he could finish, Li Qingxue chuckled softly: "His name is Ye Liangchen."
"Heh, heh, what a coincidence indeed!" Long Aotian's last shred of hope inside was shattered.
"What?" Li Qingxue hadn't heard clearly and asked again.
"Nothing, it's fine."
Li Qingxue wanted to say more, but a voice interrupted her first: "Long Bro, you should do your homework now."
Hu Yuying spoke softly, then gave Li Qingxue a slight smile.
Long Aotian looked at Hu Yuying, who had proactively greeted Li Qingxue, and was a bit taken aback.
After all, Hu Yuying didn't usually like to initiate conversations with others, except when he had given her the task of being bold and outgoing.
"This is the tutor responsible for helping me with my studies," Long Aotian said with a smile, introducing Hu Yuying.
Li Qingxue looked at Hu Yuying with a warm smile: "Hello, last time I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Li Qingxue."
"Hello, I'm Hu Yuying," Hu Yuying replied gently, showing no signs of nervousness or restraint, meeting Li Qingxue's gaze confidently.
Li Qingxue glanced at Hu Yuying a couple more times: "Well, you two better get back to studying. I should head back too." She turned and walked away.
Watching Li Qingxue's retreating figure, Hu Yuying was still processing when she felt a tap on her head: "What are you standing there for? Let's go."
"Mhm," she murmured softly, the resolve she had mustered dissipating as she meekly followed behind Long Aotian like a little chick.
Back at their seats, Hu Yuying's spirit didn't seem as high as before.
Her mind was filled with Li Qingxue's warm smile as she looked at Long Aotian, saying, "If you need tutoring, I can help too..."
She glanced at Long Aotian quietly, seeing him focused on his studies, and whispered: "Did my study methods work for you, Long Bro?"
"Of course," Long Aotian replied without looking up.
In Long Aotian's eyes, Hu Yuying was an excellent tutor.
Whenever he struggled with a problem, she always explained it in the simplest way, making it easy for him to understand.
The last math test was proof enough—he had improved by four whole places.
Hearing Long Aotian's response, Hu Yuying felt relieved: "Will you let me keep teaching you then?"
"What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Aren't you already teaching me?" Long Aotian looked up at Hu Yuying.
"No," Hu Yuying said with a slight panic, her eyes pleading as she looked at Long Aotian, then suddenly lowered them, her voice subdued with a hint of disappointment: "I mean, just let me teach you, can you?"
By the end of her sentence, her voice had grown so faint that Long Aotian almost didn't hear her, despite being nearby and having good hearing.
Seeing Hu Yuying like this, Long Aotian realized she must have felt a sense of crisis after Li Qingxue's words, afraid that he might not let her be his little follower anymore.
He chuckled, finding her adorable, and looked at Hu Yuying: "I'll consider it."
Hearing this response, Hu Yuying bit her lip, looking even more uneasy.
Her adorable demeanor was just too sweet, Long Aotian couldn't help but want to pinch her soft, tender cheeks until they turned red, watching her wide, watery eyes fill with confusion and helplessness.
Shaking his head to banish these wicked thoughts, he returned to focusing on the corrected problems Hu Yuying had gone over with him.
Math was manageable, but some physics problems still required a bit of brainpower.
Most of the evening self-study sessions during senior year were spent independently studying.
The good study atmosphere made it easy to immerse oneself without realizing how much time had passed.
After some unknown length of time, Long Aotian suddenly felt someone gently tugging on his shirt.
Glancing at Hu Yuying, he saw her place a lollipop on his desk.
Finding her unusual action confusing, Long Aotian looked at her quizzically.
Then Hu Yuying took a deep breath, her voice timid and soft: "Have you... made your decision, Long Bro?"
"I'm your little follower, and I'm very obedient."
Long Aotian suppressed a laugh, picked up the lollipop from the desk, and lightly tapped it on her head: "Who taught you this? Bribing me, huh? You think a candy can test your Long Bro?"
Seeing Hu Yuying's pleading gaze, Long Aotian knew she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if he didn't answer her.
At eighteen, she still had the temper of a child.
He really couldn't resist her.
"Little tutor, thanks for your hard work in the future," Long Aotian extended his hand toward Hu Yuying.
Seeing Long Aotian's outstretched hand, Hu Yuying broke into a dazzling smile, then firmly nodded, gripping Long Aotian's large hand: "Mhm."
"You eat this one yourself," Long Aotian placed the lollipop back on Hu Yuying's desk.
Hu Yuying's eyes sparkled with mirth, then she took out another lollipop from her pocket: "I have one more, this one is for you."
"You have a beautiful smile, you should do it more often."
The phrase "You have a beautiful smile" had been said by Long Aotian for the second time. The first time, Hu Yuying had wondered why others' happiness seemed so effortless.
Now, Hu Yuying simply felt that, indeed, happiness could be this simple.
"Long Bro, what would you like for breakfast tomorrow? There's too much food at home, I can't finish it all by myself. The weather's getting warmer, and the food won't keep. Also, the meat and spare ribs in the fridge won't taste as good if they're kept too long."
"Would it be too troublesome?"
Hu Yuying shook her head, very certain: "It wouldn't be troublesome at all. I need to eat breakfast too, it's just an extra bowl of rice, really not a big deal."
"Then I'll eat whatever."
Hu Yuying nodded silently. After making several meals, she found that Long Aotian had a good appetite.
Whether it was congee, buns, stir-fries, or noodles, rice, stews—he enjoyed them all.
So when it came to cooking, Hu Yuying had a lot of freedom to choose what to make.
Her role as his little follower was the most fitting...

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

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.”