In Su Bai's tone, a camera worth tens of thousands of yuan was treated like a cabbage costing a few bucks at the supermarket—utterly unworthy of any hesitation or financial regret.
Seriously, dude, what are you trying to prove?
Though Photography Guy had to admit, Su Bai's looks were undeniably extraordinary—the kind that screamed "popular guy" at first glance.
But was he really that loaded?
Just as Photography Guy was about to throw some sarcastic remarks, Senior Xiao Xiong overheard their conversation. Frowning, she scolded him, "Su Bai just wants to learn some basics of photography. Just teach him properly and cut the nonsense."
"Exactly! Who cares if the lens 'matches' or not? I think it looks perfect with the camera—both the color and design blend seamlessly."
"Su Bai, once you’ve got your gear set up, can you take a few shots of us first?"
"Me?" Su Bai chuckled. "I’m afraid I might turn you all into some bizarre creatures..."
"Hehe, no worries. I’ve been an alien all along."
"Don’t be scared! We’re super patient with photography newbies!"
Watching the girls giggle without a care in the world, Photography Guy was stunned.
He still remembered how distrustful the girls had been of his photography skills when he first established himself in the anime club. Back then, he had to beg just to take a few shots, and even afterward, they’d scrutinize every detail with hawk-like precision.
Their cautious gazes had felt like they were guarding against a criminal.
So why was the attitude completely different with Su Bai?
This defied all logic!
Photography Guy grew anxious and couldn’t help but protest, "He’s just picked up a camera for the first time and doesn’t even know the basics of framing. You’re really letting him take photos? Isn’t that a waste of everyone’s effort in today’s cosplay?"
A waste?
The girls internally rolled their eyes.
Why had they put so much effort into their outfits today? Because Su Bai was coming.
All that talk about "girls dress up for themselves, not for others"?
Mostly just self-deception to mask their true intentions.
"Relax, just point the camera at us and shoot. We won’t complain at all..."
Seeing Photography Guy about to stir trouble again, Senior Xiao Xiong exchanged a glance with one of the girls, who promptly found an excuse to drag him away.
And so began the delightful alone time... well, "alone" with Su Bai and the entire anime club.
Truth be told, most of the cosplayers knew a thing or two about photography, so they could easily guide Su Bai without Photography Guy around.
Su Bai found the learning experience almost too enjoyable.
Surrounded by girls cosplaying as iconic anime characters, each teaching him hands-on, even when his focus landed on odd spots, no one called him out. Instead, they’d tease him with questions like, "Big enough? Pretty enough?"
"Average," Su Bai replied with unshakable confidence, focusing solely on mastering photography.
No need for any "sigma male" aura—these girls couldn’t shake his composure. After all, spending every day with an S-tier goddess had quickly turned him into a seasoned veteran in matters of romance, immune to the charms of ordinary beauties.
He was simply enjoying the moment with a clear mind.
Just as Su Bai was reveling in the fun, the area around the booth suddenly fell into a brief silence.
Su Bai looked up and—wow—it was Chen Yusheng.
She had been wandering the convention earlier with the Wan Sisters, mainly checking out merch from a few favorite games. Knowing Su Bai was hanging with the anime club girls, she hadn’t joined him initially.
Chen Yusheng understood boundaries. With a playboy like Su Bai, she had to give him space—no clingy girlfriend antics. A little acting cute at home was fine, but she couldn’t overstep at crucial moments.
After all, Su Bai treated her so well. She knew her place.
Only when Su Bai texted her to come over did Chen Yusheng make her way to the Jiangcheng University Anime Club’s booth.
Seeing Su Bai surrounded by admirers, she couldn’t help but smile faintly and shake her head.
What could she do? Her boyfriend was just that magnetic.
Fortunately, Chen Yusheng’s own charm was nothing to scoff at.
With her usual deadpan expression, she strode over, her presence alone casting a temporary hush over the booth.
Her cosplay of Makise Kurisu was spot-on—simple yet classic: a shirt, red tie, khaki jacket, and black stockings.
Honestly, aside from the bright red wig, the outfit wasn’t far from her everyday style.
And personality-wise? Both were genius scientists. Perfect fit!
"Damn, Yusheng, your cosplay is insanely accurate! Feels even better than those top-tier cosplayers’ work!"
"Right? Su Bai, stop taking photos of us—go shoot your girlfriend!"
Chen Yusheng’s arrival triggered a brief wave of instinctive wariness among the anime club girls.
But after a fleeting moment of envy, their admiration for her flawless cosplay overpowered any jealousy.
Most girls who stuck around the Jiangcheng University Anime Club were hardcore otakus anyway—they lived for this stuff.
Plus, Chen Yusheng was Su Bai’s official girlfriend. They wouldn’t dare cross her.
Rumors on campus suggested Su Bai’s spending on her wasn’t just lavish—it was family-tier generosity.
Word was, he’d shelled out millions to treat her mom’s rare illness.
And the wildest claim? He’d bought her a tech company.
This was the kind of drama they’d only read about in domineering CEO novels.
Clearly, Su Bai adored Chen Yusheng. So, staying on her good side was a must.
The sudden shift in dynamics left Chen Yusheng a little dizzy. She’d expected a battlefield of glares and subtle digs, but instead, things had taken a friendly turn.
Taking photos, huh...
As Su Bai raised the camera toward her, Chen Yusheng suddenly felt shy, lowering her head and nervously fiddling with the wig draped over her shoulder.
Su Bai swiftly captured that fleeting moment of bashfulness.
"So?"
"Hmph~"
"Our anime club’s pretty fun. Next time, we’ll do a couples’ cosplay. Might even go viral—let the whole world know you’re my girlfriend."
"..."
Watching Su Bai’s gentle, composed demeanor, Chen Yusheng’s heart swelled with sweetness.
She was gradually settling into her role.
All girls had possessive streaks. To keep them hooked, you had to master their emotions.
But Su Bai? He preferred going with the flow—indulging in whoever he pleased, whenever he pleased, following his heart.
With stats as broken as his, the girls would just... adapt.
Su Bai realized he had a real talent for being a playboy.
Ah, money truly was the root of corruption!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
