"Senior, can you give us a hint? Your boyfriend must also be a college student, right? Is he from our school or another one?" Liu Yuanyuan asked curiously.
Zhou Jialu had already thought about how to answer this question for her close friend.
Judging by Su Bai's style, it was clear he preferred to keep a low profile.
If he wanted to, he could easily dress in high-end luxury brands—the kind where even someone who knew nothing about fashion could tell at a glance that he was wealthy.
But he didn’t. Instead, like most college students, he wore affordable fast-fashion brands like Uniqlo and H&M, or clothes from Taobao.
So, Zhou Jialu decided not to introduce Su Bai to people at school for now.
There was also a bit of selfishness in this decision.
After all, Su Bai was too outstanding. Keeping him hidden was better—less chance of other girls setting their sights on him.
"Sorry, Yuanyuan, my boyfriend is pretty low-key and doesn’t flaunt his wealth. I won’t go into specifics about him, but I can tell you… well, he didn’t go to a top-tier school, but he has a great personality, and we really click."
"Oh, I see, no problem, I get it." Liu Yuanyuan giggled. "If I had an amazing boyfriend, I’d probably keep him under wraps too and not introduce him to my friends."
"Mhm… Oh, come on, eat some food before it gets cold."
"Ah! You’re right—I got so caught up talking with you that I forgot to eat!"
Suddenly feeling hungry, Liu Yuanyuan stopped chatting and dug into her meal.
Zhou Jialu also took out some trendy little snacks to share.
While eating, Liu Yuanyuan didn’t forget to snap a photo of the outrageously expensive bag and send it to her boyfriend, Xue Tao.
[The senior in my dorm is dating someone, and her boyfriend gave her this gorgeous bag. Ugh, when will I ever get to own something this nice?]
Although Zhou Jialu said she wouldn’t introduce her boyfriend to them, her intention was to make it clear that she was already taken.
So, Liu Yuanyuan telling her boyfriend about this was perfectly in line with the senior’s wishes.
Meanwhile, in Room 510 of the male dormitory building No. 7.
Chu Mingzhe was fiddling with his phone, connected to his computer.
"Bro, why are you still grinding after class? What code are you writing?" Xue Tao couldn’t help but ask. Damn, it was only the first semester of freshman year—was their dorm already breeding an overachiever?
Chu Mingzhe smiled faintly. "I made a little plugin to remind me to keep tabs on Chen Yusheng."
"...Don’t you already obsess over your goddess 24/7? Why do you need a reminder?"
"If someone mentions Chen Yusheng in any group chat I’m in, or in a private message, or if there’s related content on social media, the plugin triggers a special alert sound." Chu Mingzhe spoke with an air of importance. "Timeliness is crucial. Sometimes, seizing the right moment can open the door to a goddess’s heart."
What the hell?
Xue Tao rolled his eyes.
This guy was next-level creepy. Other simps were just pathetic, but Chu Mingzhe was practically turning it into performance art.
He scoffed. "What ‘right moment’? That’s all nonsense. Hooking up in college is simple—just spend money and offer some convenience. Like, for example, having a car."
"Driving a girl around makes everything easier. Instantly puts you ahead of the competition."
"Take me, for instance. I drive a Magotan—a spacious, comfortable mid-size sedan…"
Wang Haoran, who had been quietly grinding in Genshin Impact at his desk, twitched his shoulders.
He was holding back laughter.
The moment Xue Tao started ranting about his dating strategies, Wang Haoran had predicted his next smooth segue.
Within three sentences, he’d inevitably circle back to his beloved Magotan.
Turns out, Wang Haoran had already figured out his roommates’ quirks.
Aside from being a "local," Xue Tao’s other defining trait was his "Magotan."
He loved showing off. Sometimes, even for a short trip across campus to some ideological education event, he’d insist on driving his precious car.
So, besides "Local Guy," some classmates also called him "Magotan Bro."
But to be fair, a college student driving a car worth nearly 200,000 RMB was pretty impressive.
After all, fuel, maintenance, and city parking fees were no small expenses.
Most ordinary families couldn’t afford that.
And the car had indeed given Xue Tao an edge.
Right after military training ended, girls from other majors had already started asking about him.
Guess there was an audience for Xue Tao’s flashy style.
Like a plug fitting a socket, or a turtle paired with a mung bean—some things just matched.
Wang Haoran remembered Su Bai mentioning he was going to buy a car soon.
No idea what kind, though.
But given Su Bai’s current "mysterious tycoon" status, it had to be better than a Magotan.
Just as Xue Tao was rambling on, a message from his girlfriend, Liu Yuanyuan, came through.
His expression immediately darkened.
"Hey, Local Guy, why’d you stop? Keep going," Wang Haoran teased, still craving the entertainment.
"Damn, damn! Remember that senior in my girlfriend’s dorm?"
"Zhou Jialu? One of the three campus goddesses, a senior this year, dubbed the most stunning beauty in Jiangcheng University’s history?" Chu Mingzhe rattled off the details effortlessly. "What about her?"
"She’s dating someone."
Whoa.
The revelation surprised both Chu Mingzhe and Wang Haoran.
Rumor had it that the senior had extremely high standards. In her three years at Jiangcheng University, countless suitors had tried and failed. Now, out of nowhere, she was taken?
No whispers about it beforehand?
"Must be someone loaded. Today, Senior Zhou came back with an LV bag."
"Isn’t that brand super expensive?" Wang Haoran asked. Even someone completely clueless about luxury goods had heard of LV.
"Extremely. The basic models start at a few thousand, easily hitting tens of thousands for anything with a unique design."
Xue Tao sighed after saying this.
Liu Yuanyuan’s message was obvious—she wanted one too.
Now, if it were just a basic LV bag, Xue Tao could probably scrape together some extra allowance from his parents.
But the real question was—did Liu Yuanyuan even deserve it?
Between confessing his feelings, taking her out, and the fancy Japanese dinner planned for the weekend, he’d already spent a fortune.
And now she wanted a bag?
Xue Tao was pissed but didn’t dare lash out. After all, Liu Yuanyuan was a hard-won girlfriend. Though nowhere near as stunning as the three goddesses in her dorm, she was still cute enough to make him proud in front of his peers.
So, he could only reply with sweet nothings.
[Haha, really? That bag does look nice.]
[Right?? This one’s a collaboration with the famous designer Murakami Takashi, featuring…]
Liu Yuanyuan went on and on about design language, artistic elements, and so on.
Xue Tao didn’t understand a word. Once she finished, he replied:
["That's nice, but using LV as a student is just too extravagant. Honestly, I think Miniso is pretty good too."]
["Yuanyuan: ???"]
["Yuanyuan: Those crappy bags from Miniso are only for middle school girls with less than fifty bucks in pocket money. How can you be so clueless? Ugh, I’m so annoyed. I should’ve known better than to expect a straight guy to have even the slightest sense of style!"]
["Yuanyuan: Not talking to you anymore. Going to study hall."]
Xue Tao froze for a second, then felt both furious and humiliated.
Damn it, is this really about style?
It’s about money—money!
Someone like Senior Zhou Jialu, who stands out even among influencers and got scouted by talent agents, is practically made for LV.
What the hell are you, Liu Yuanyuan? Take a good look in the mirror.
Sigh…
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
