When it comes to makeup.
Compared to the slightly amateurish looks of the Wan sisters, Chen Yusheng gave Jiang Qiuran an even stronger sense of intimidation.
Because this extraordinary woman simply didn’t wear any makeup at all.
As her roommate, Jiang Qiuran passively observed Chen Yusheng every day.
She noticed that Chen Yusheng not only didn’t wear makeup but also didn’t bother with skincare.
She’d wake up, brush her teeth, and wash her face with plain water.
She didn’t even use facial cleanser!
And yet, Chen Yusheng’s complexion never looked unkempt—never oily, always flawless.
It could only be described as a natural gift.
From a medical perspective, as long as a girl has a naturally good constitution, washing her face with warm water daily is enough—no skincare products necessary. But most people simply don’t have that kind of genetic advantage.
Academic overachiever Chen was indeed the most naturally gifted woman Jiang Qiuran had encountered since arriving at Jiangcheng University.
A stunningly beautiful face with an icy, mature charm, a tall and graceful figure, and a sharp intellect…
No wonder Su Bai liked her so much!
In comparison, Jiang Qiuran, who always prided herself on being a "2D-style beauty," suddenly felt a bit… ordinary.
With that thought in mind.
Jiang Qiuran perked herself up.
And redoubled her efforts with her makeup touch-ups.
She even spritzed on some perfume before heading out.
A bottle of Chanel Chance, worth over a thousand, with its fresh, elegant, and subtly seductive fragrance designed to charm men.
Jiang Qiuran had saved up her allowance for quite a while to afford this bottle.
After all, scent plays an unexpectedly powerful role in romantic tension between men and women.
She’d originally been saving it for when she met her true love.
Who would’ve thought that this "man-charming" fragrance would end up working its magic on Su Bai instead?
Swimming pool.
"Little sis, they haven’t even arrived yet, why did you jump in first?"
Wan Xinyue sat by the pool’s edge, lazily swirling her feet in the water.
Her fair, delicate skin perfectly matched her "big-in-the-right-places" loli charm.
Meanwhile, Wan Xinyan was already in the water, swimming around to warm up.
She popped her head up and replied, "Because this school swimsuit only looks good when wet! And since we’re going to play in the water with Su Bai later, I need to warm up—what if I get a cramp?"
"...Ohhh, I see!"
Wan Xinyue had an epiphany, but then shook her head dejectedly. "But I don’t know how to swim… Ugh, I’m so useless!"
The twin sisters had completely opposite personalities—one lively, the other reserved.
Wan Xinyue was the type who’d even get scared swinging on a playground as a kid, let alone swimming.
"What’s the big deal? Don’t be sad, sis. Think about it—this is the perfect chance for Su Bai to teach you how to swim. Doesn’t that sound fun?"
"Eh… You’ve got a point!"
Wan Xinyue’s eyes lit up.
She imagined the scene in her head.
Su Bai, wearing nothing but swim trunks, giving her a hands-on swimming lesson in the pool.
Just the thought made her giddy.
A faint blush spread across her cheeks as she pushed off the edge and slipped into the shallow end.
"Then I’ll warm up a little first…"
"Sure! I’ll help you get used to the water."
By the time Su Bai arrived at the poolside, he was greeted by the sight of the two sisters playing together.
Hiss—
Was this school swimsuit… a size too small?
Wait, no—given their petite height, an S-size was probably the right fit.
S, as in "Slim."
Except their "buns" were anything but slim.
This was just unfair. Could any cosplayer in a school swimsuit even compare to the Wan sisters’ level?
The visual appeal was even more potent than their cheerleading outfits from the other day.
Su Bai stood at the edge, admiring the view for a moment before Wan Xinyan noticed him and waved.
"Su Bai, Xinyue doesn’t know how to swim. Can you teach her?"
"Sure!"
Su Bai agreed without hesitation.
Hesitating for even a second would be an insult to Little Brother down below!
Instead of using the ladder, Su Bai leaped straight into the pool.
Water splashed everywhere.
But he quickly stabilized himself and swam a few laps.
His movements were smooth, his speed impressive.
"Wow, Su Bai, have you trained in competitive swimming? You’re amazing!"
"Just a little, just a little."
The [Master-Level Swimming] skill he’d drawn from the "System Bro" came in handy sooner than expected.
Even if it wasn’t for anything serious, showing off in front of the girls was always a win.
"Then I can rest easy. I’m sure you’ll teach Xinyue well."
"Of course. Alright, let’s start with holding your breath…"
The shallow end wasn’t dangerous, but Su Bai still stayed close, taking his teaching duties seriously.
After a few minutes of practice, Wan Xinyue finally mustered the courage to fully submerge her face, holding her breath for over ten seconds.
Not bad lung capacity.
Then again, she did regular cheerleading. According to Wan Xinyan, the twins didn’t pick cheerleading as their P.E. elective randomly—they’d even made it into the university’s competitive cheerleading team and would perform at sports events.
After about ten minutes of practice, Wan Xinyue started running out of steam.
"Huff… huff… Su Bai, I’m a little tired. Can I lean on you for a bit?"
"No problem, come here."
"Mhm…"
Wan Xinyue melted into Su Bai’s arms in the water.
She tilted her head up, meeting his gaze.
Then obediently closed her eyes.
Just as Su Bai was about to savor the moment, Jiang Qiuran’s cheerful voice rang out:
"Wow, you guys started without me? Wait up, I’m joining too!"
Her ballet-inspired swimsuit made Jiang Qiuran shine like an idol.
Su Bai had to admit—his tsundere childhood friend was probably the most idol-material girl he knew.
But her temper and IQ? Well… left something to be desired.
Jiang Qiuran stepped onto the diving platform and gracefully plunged into the water.
Unlike Su Bai’s cannonball approach, her entry was near splashless, and she glided through the water like a butterfly.
She couldn’t match Su Bai’s speed, but her strokes were mesmerizingly elegant.
Even Wan Xinyan was impressed.
Now that’s swimming with style, Campus Belle Jiang!
"Hey, there are water guns over there! Let’s play!"
Jiang Qiuran’s voice inexplicably took on a sweeter, more coquettish tone.
She grabbed a water gun and aimed it at Su Bai.
Not one to back down, Su Bai picked up a floating board as a makeshift water-splashing tool and engaged in battle.
And just like that, the swimming lesson was derailed by Jiang Qiuran.
This was deliberate. Absolutely deliberate!
Wan Xinyan could smell the scheming aura radiating off Jiang Qiuran.
Clearly, this was going to be a formidable rival.
Judging by her bold moves back in the ancient town, Jiang Qiuran was dead set on becoming the woman who won Su Bai’s heart.
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.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
