So Su Bai helped Chen Yusheng change her clothes, took her hand, and left the club building to escort her back to the Yashi Pavilion.
Wait, no—Su Bai didn’t need to personally take her.
A quick call to Wan Xinyan, and she’d handle it.
That’s what the little maid was for, after all.
Wan Xinyan was in the study lounge, hugging her newly bought iPad while binge-watching a drama.
She used to have an Android tablet—a cheap one she and her sister bought during their second year of high school when an e-commerce platform was running a promotion. Buying two at once was a steal.
No helping it—their hometown’s rundown school had abysmal educational resources. The teachers assigned to teach them core subjects could barely grasp the material themselves, delivering lectures that were, frankly, a mess.
Well, it was an arts-focused high school, so expectations weren’t high to begin with.
But they knew they had to make it to a big city, to a proper university, to secure the connections that could turn their lives around. So, they bought tablets, studied through online courses on Bilibili, and worked tirelessly until they finally met the academic threshold for Jiangcheng University’s Broadcasting and Hosting program.
A pretty inspiring story, really.
It wasn’t until becoming Su Bai’s little maid that she and her sister started indulging in expensive electronics.
Lately, she’d been enjoying her new toy—after all, the Broadcasting and Hosting department’s classes were light, leaving plenty of time for leisure. Sometimes, after class, she’d just lounge in the study lounge instead of heading back.
And whenever Su Bai was on campus, Wan Xinyan made sure to stay nearby, ready to answer his call.
Now that’s what you call service.
Today, when Su Bai summoned her, Wan Xinyan immediately packed her bag and pulled out… the spare key to a Mercedes GLE.
Su Bai had left the spare key with her, keeping the car parked in the school lot for whenever she needed to drive it.
This was a new arrangement after the break, and she hadn’t expected to use it so soon.
As she drove Chen Yusheng back to the Yashi Pavilion, Wan Xinyan couldn’t help but glance at the girl’s visibly exhausted face in the rearview mirror.
Damn… Did she and Su Bai just… on campus?
What kind of place would even allow that kind of… indulgence?
Wan Xinyan didn’t quite get it.
Jiang Qiuran didn’t get it either. She’d only gone to the anime club’s activity room to grab something, only to see Chen Yusheng leaning against Su Bai as they walked out of the unused room at the end of the hallway.
Wasn’t that room supposed to be vacant? No one had used it in ages, so why…?
Her mind immediately jumped to the worst conclusions, leaving her with an unpleasant, sour feeling.
Wait, hold on—was Su Bai and his harem now encroaching on the anime club’s territory?
If Su Bai and other girls started regularly using the small activity room next door for… activities…
Wouldn’t that just make Jiang Qiuran look even more like a clown?
Frustrated, Jiang Qiuran hurried to ask one of the anime club’s seniors for clarification.
Her target: Senior Xiao Xiong.
[Qiuran: Senior, quick question—is that room at the end of the hallway being used for something else now?]
[Strawberry Mochi Bear: Yeah, Su Bai’s using it. Why?]
[Qiuran: Oh, nothing! Just saw something and got curious~]
[Strawberry Mochi Bear: Su Bai’s been way too generous with donations, so we had to throw him a bone. He’s planning to turn it into a weeb paradise—once he decks it out with consoles, figures, and light novels, we’ll all get to enjoy it too. You’ve done cosplay before, right? You get it. Man, yesterday Su Bai mentioned in the group chat that he’s auctioning off some rare out-of-print light novels, and the hardcore otaku in there lost their minds. Some were practically ready to call him “daddy.”]
[Qiuran: …]
What the hell was all this? Jiang Qiuran suddenly realized she didn’t understand Su Bai at all—his inner world was far beyond her reach. And Su Bai was the type who valued emotional and intellectual connections deeply.
Sigh. Maybe the only way she could secure a place by his side was by leaning into… a certain alphabetical attribute.
With that thought, Jiang Qiuran’s spirits lifted. Standing in the hallway, she scanned her surroundings, picked a safe corner, and—with practiced skill—slid her phone under her skirt to snap a few strategic photos.
She sent them to Su Bai.
In less than five seconds, he replied with his verdict:
[Mediocre.]
And then radio silence.
“How is this mediocre?! I’m plenty… plenty enticing!”
Jiang Qiuran fumed.
She just didn’t understand men—Su Bai had just finished an… energetic session with Chen Yusheng and was now in full post-nut clarity mode.
He’d even paid attention in class for once!
But by the second lecture, his focus had already scattered. No helping it—lately, he’d gotten used to passive learning. As long as he didn’t actively engage, his system would automatically fill in the knowledge gaps for him.
So why bother?
After class, it was time for basketball.
Tomorrow was the first match of the freshman basketball tournament, against some class from the Law department. Historically, Jiangcheng University’s Law students were either basketball prodigies or complete disasters—the department had fewer male students, meaning a smaller talent pool.
There was a chance they’d run into a class with a sports-scholarship student, which would make them tough opponents. Regardless of their specialty, athletes simply had better physical conditioning than the average student.
But no matter—Class 3 of the Computer Science department had Su Bai. Not a sports scholar, but close enough.
The ultimate weapon of the Computer Science men’s basketball team!
By October, the days in Jiangcheng were growing shorter. The faint glow of dusk lingered as the basketball court’s lights flickered on.
The court was packed—autumn’s crisp air made it the perfect season for outdoor sports before winter’s chill set in.
When Su Bai arrived, he spotted Wan Xinyan and Wan Xinyue waiting courtside.
“Didn’t you take Yusheng home?”
“Yep! She’s asleep now. The seniors are handling everything else, so my sister and I came to watch you practice. Hehe, training must be tough—you’ll need someone to take care of you.”
Not that it was tough.
And he didn’t really need looking after.
But having twin beauties fetching water and handing him towels? Not a bad deal.
So diligent, Wan Xinyan.
Though his face showed little reaction, Su Bai secretly reveled in the feeling of having pretty girls fawning over him.
He’d always been indifferent toward romance—or perhaps just easygoing, preferring to let things come to him.
Naturally, girls who took the initiative suited his tastes better.
Today, Wan Xinyan wore a simple sporty jacket with an adorable cut—the hoodie-style back featured two bunny ears stitched along the edge. As she walked, the ears swayed gently, and so did the twin peaks on her chest. A truly delightful sight.
Below, she sported stretchy jeans that clung snugly to her shapely, full thighs.
Su Bai couldn’t help but sneak a few extra glances before nodding in approval.
Unexpected. Who knew the Wan sisters could rock jeans this well? Hidden denim goddesses, indeed.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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...
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.
