The next morning.
Hu Yuying woke up early.
After freshening up, she tied up her long hair and headed into the kitchen.
She poured water into the flour, stirring it until it reached a smooth, slightly thick consistency.
Then, she cracked an egg into the mixture and continued stirring.
She was making egg pancakes. Just having egg soup for breakfast wouldn’t be enough—after spending so much time together, Hu Yuying knew Long Aotian’s appetite well.
It was huge, but that was because Long Aotian was still growing, so he needed to eat a lot.
Humming a tune, she started frying the pancakes.
These things were easy to make, and she finished quickly.
By the time the pancakes were done, the water had come to a boil.
She turned off the heat.
Stepping out of the kitchen, she sat quietly on the steps under the eaves, holding her phone.
She was waiting for Long Aotian, which seemed to have become another routine in her life besides her daily studies.
The process might be a little boring, but for Hu Yuying, it was worth it.
Like now.
When there was a knock on the door, she smiled, a sweet and joyful grin spreading across her face.
She opened the door: “Long Aotian, you’re here.”
“Yeah, sorry to trouble you.”
“It’s no trouble at all,” Hu Yuying said, then hurried back into the kitchen.
She turned on the heat and waited for the water to boil.
“Long Aotian, have some pancakes first. They might not look great, but they’ll taste good.”
Some of the pancakes had been accidentally torn by the spatula while flipping, so they didn’t look very neat.
Long Aotian watched quietly, realizing that at Hu Yuying’s place, he didn’t need to do anything. To be more precise, Hu Yuying could take care of everything for him, and he didn’t even need to help!
“Let’s eat together later.”
“Sure.”
Hu Yuying nodded, then, seeing the water boiling, began stirring it with chopsticks until a small whirlpool formed. She then poured the already mixed egg mixture into the swirling water.
As she stirred, a beautiful egg flower formed in the water.
“Not bad, Hu Yuying. That egg flower is really well done,” Long Aotian said, genuinely impressed.
Being praised by Long Aotian again made Hu Yuying incredibly happy.
But she had learned to control her facial expressions.
She pursed her lips, trying to suppress the smile, but her eyes had already curved into little crescents, like a silly little fool.
Seeing the smile on Hu Yuying’s face, Long Aotian felt satisfied. Making this little girl happy had become a passive skill of his.
It seemed to be triggered naturally, all the time, whenever they were together.
After breakfast, Hu Yuying transformed into a strict little teacher, scolding Long Aotian for playing around yesterday and not finishing the homework she had assigned.
“Today, you’ll have to do extra,” she said.
“I wonder who it was yesterday who said she was so happy,” Long Aotian whispered teasingly into Hu Yuying’s ear.
That single sentence made the strict little teacher’s ears turn red.
“Life and studies should be balanced. You’re just too tired and need some proper rest. We’ll make up for what you didn’t finish yesterday today.”
Taking Hu Yuying out yesterday wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Hu Yuying’s lifestyle made Long Aotian, a man with the soul of a 28-year-old just two years shy of middle age, feel exhausted just watching her.
At school, she studied and assigned herself exercises.
At home, she still studied and assigned herself exercises.
Apart from eating and sleeping, it seemed like her life revolved entirely around studying.
Long Aotian didn’t think this was necessarily bad.
He just wanted to add a little spice to her monotonous life, something within his control to help her relax.
Work hard, but also have fun.
After lunch, the rest of the day was spent doing exercises.
Back in the classroom.
A new cycle began.
Long Aotian thought the afternoon would pass uneventfully.
But someone had to throw a curveball at him!
The self-study bell rang.
The homeroom teacher, with a dark expression, called Long Aotian out of the classroom.
Anyone who saw the teacher’s face could tell something was off today!
Hu Yuying was also puzzled. Why did the teacher look so angry when calling out Long Aotian?
Long Aotian’s grades had improved, and his behavior had been exemplary.
Even Long Aotian himself didn’t know why he was being called out. He thought he had been doing well recently.
“Study hard. I’ll be back soon,” Long Aotian reassured Hu Yuying before heading to the classroom door.
Looking at Long Aotian, the teacher couldn’t hide his frustration: “You’ve only been behaving for a few days, and now you’re causing trouble again?”
Since they were right by the classroom door, the teacher’s words inevitably reached the ears of the other students.
Everyone started whispering, wondering what Long Aotian had done this time.
Ever since Hu Yuying transferred to the school, Long Aotian had seemed like a completely different person—no more cursing, no more fighting. (In the eyes of his classmates, he spent every day quietly studying by Hu Yuying’s side.)
Long Aotian frowned slightly: “Don’t get angry yet. What exactly happened?”
“How can I not be angry? You’ve been doing so well recently, and the teachers thought you’d finally turned over a new leaf and started focusing on your studies. But then you go and get into a fight outside of school, and now the other kid’s parents are here complaining.”
“A fight? Is there another Long Aotian at this school?”
“You still have the nerve to joke around?”
The teacher glared at Long Aotian, exasperated: “Just come with me.”
He led Long Aotian away.
As the teacher and Long Aotian left the vicinity of Class 7, the students’ whispers grew louder.
The high school senior year was already stressful and monotonous.
Things like this were like a dash of seasoning in their otherwise bland academic lives.
A few girls, including Li Qian, seeing that Long Aotian had been taken away by the teacher, dared to approach Hu Yuying.
They shared their speculations with her, trying to explain what might have happened.
Hu Yuying listened to their detailed analysis but shook her head in disbelief: “No, there must be some misunderstanding.”
“You don’t know, but Long Aotian used to do this kind of thing all the time. Fighting outside of school was as normal for him as eating or drinking.”
Hu Yuying shook her head again. She didn’t know about the past.
But she knew that this time, at least this time, Long Aotian must have been wrongfully accused.
Because on Saturday, they had been together until 8:30 PM when Long Aotian went home.
And on Sunday, which was today, he had arrived at her place at 7:00 AM. There was no way he could have gone out to fight someone.
Thinking this, Hu Yuying suddenly stood up, startling the girls around her who had been badmouthing Long Aotian.
“Yuying, what are you doing?”
“There must be a misunderstanding. I need to go explain things to the teacher,” Hu Yuying said. She couldn’t let Long Aotian, who had been so good to her, be wrongfully accused.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
