In the end, the law school team lost by ten points.
At the class tournament level, losing by ten points was considered a significant margin.
After all, the match format was shortened—instead of the international standard of four quarters totaling forty minutes, it was a simplified version with two halves of fifteen minutes each.
This was mainly to prevent the students from exhausting themselves, as their stamina was limited.
Amateur players also had limited offensive capabilities, so it wasn’t uncommon for the entire game to end with just thirty or forty points total.
Viewed that way, losing by ten points was practically a blowout.
"So that’s how it is…" Wan Xinyan nodded repeatedly after hearing Xia Lin’s explanation. "It feels like Brother Su Bai was holding back. If he’d gone all out, he could’ve won by even more!"
"Maybe."
"Director Xia knows so much! I’ll have to trouble you with any questions I have in the future."
"Ah…"
Xia Lin was slightly puzzled by the sudden friendliness from the Wan sisters. Logically, she had no direct connection to the twins—their only indirect link was Su Bai.
In other words, Wan Xinyan was deliberately trying to get closer to her.
Xia Lin narrowed her eyes and responded neutrally, "Well, I heard Su Bai is quite satisfied with you two. There probably aren’t many things you’d need help with, right?"
"Oh, but that’s different! When it comes to school matters, Director Xia definitely knows more than we do… Besides, since you’re also very interested in Su Bai, we’d actually make great friends~"
Wan Xinyan leaned in closer to whisper the last part, her voice low enough that no one else could hear, but crystal clear to Xia Lin.
Xia Lin studied Wan Xinyan for a moment.
Her petite, adorable frame paired with ample curves created an especially captivating visual effect.
Her eyes sparkled with a lively intelligence—just one glance was enough to tell she was a clever girl.
"As for me, I’m just Su Bai’s honorary older sister. He already has a girlfriend, you know," Xia Lin hinted meaningfully. "But having one more friend is always nice. I’m also curious about Su Bai’s life outside school."
"Don’t worry, Director Xia. My sister and I can help you observe whatever you’d like to know… as long as Su Bai is willing to share, of course."
Smart people always reached agreements easily, and Xia Lin and Wan Xinyan were no exception.
After a brief exchange of probing remarks, they recognized a kindred spirit in each other.
Both were pragmatic, sharp women with a deeply traditional, service-oriented nature—the type who genuinely enjoyed catering to men, dreaming of becoming devoted wives and mothers to their ideal partners.
Wan Xinyan’s mischievous charm also left a good impression on Xia Lin.
So when Su Bai finished the game, he found three people fiddling with the drone on the sidelines: Xia Lin and the Wan sisters.
They seemed to be getting along swimmingly.
Damn, when did you all become so close?
Su Bai found it amusing. In a way, this was a good thing—after all, Xia Lin was also destined to join the "harem," and though her background was a bit more complicated, she still needed to integrate harmoniously.
Unexpectedly, Wan Xinyan had become the bridge for that integration.
From Su Bai’s observations, the Wan sisters weren’t particularly social. They kept a small circle, maintained lukewarm relationships with classmates, and avoided wild outings.
Who would’ve thought they’d hit it off with Director Xia? Truly, human connections were unpredictable.
"Let’s go celebrate our first victory. You girls coming along or…?"
"You boys go have fun on your own. I won’t intrude," Xia Lin said, packing the drone into her bag with practiced ease—likely from prior event coverage.
Wan Xinyan nodded in agreement.
This suited Su Bai just fine.
"See you later. I’ll edit the video and send it to you this afternoon," Xia Lin said, slinging the drone bag over her shoulder.
"You could just post it directly as a short video… Wouldn’t it count as part of your work as a counselor?"
"Of course. What did you think I was here for? To document the unity and spirit of the class I’m advising~"
Xia Lin grinned, her tone perfectly natural.
Tch, such a fake-prim woman… Su Bai mentally scoffed. He’d bet anything that once she got home, Xia Lin would use that video for… personal purposes. After all, he’d already seen her true nature back when he’d pretended to sleep on her lap.
But that was fine.
A well-bred lady had to maintain her dignity, after all!
……
Dining with or without girls created entirely different atmospheres. Lately, Su Bai had been eating with girls too often—sometimes, he just wanted to relax and shoot the breeze with the guys.
An all-male gathering felt more liberating, allowing for raunchier topics, whereas mixed company tended to be duller.
Of course, one-on-one meals with an eccentric genius like Shengsheng could also get wild, but such abstract-minded girls were rare.
Yet the Shanghai native and local guys seemed oblivious to this. Upon hearing about the celebration, they immediately pulled out their phones to summon their girlfriends.
The two even exchanged a fiery glance.
The passion was real!
Su Bai broke out in a cold sweat. Seriously, what are you two getting hyped about?
He glanced at the other teammates.
Their expressions were unanimous—pure anticipation, like spectators waiting for a show.
Unfortunately, both Liu Yuanyuan and Leilei claimed to be busy and couldn’t make it.
A bit disappointing, but no big deal. As long as Xue Tao and Chu Mingzhe were at the table, the entertainment factor was guaranteed. Their girlfriends were just icing on the cake.
The class guys had gradually adopted Su Bai’s mindset—from reluctance to full enjoyment.
……
They found a hearty, budget-friendly restaurant to stuff themselves.
Afternoon meant one useless lecture.
Then home.
The moment Su Bai stepped through the door, the Wan sisters—dressed in maid outfits—rushed over, offering to soak his feet and massage his legs.
"You played basketball today! You need to relax your muscles!"
It was a perfectly reasonable excuse. Plus, today’s maid dresses had strapless designs, offering a particularly appealing view from above.
Su Bai had never been one to fight his instincts. He agreed without hesitation.
Giving a proper foot wash was a skill in itself. Generally, it required understanding the recipient’s preferences—where they liked pressure, where they were ticklish, how much strength to use… If a foot massage parlor employed serious technicians, their expertise lay in refining these details.
Back in his hometown, Ancheng, there were plenty of cheap roadside foot massage shops where twenty or thirty bucks could buy a satisfying session, usually administered by middle-aged or elderly masseurs.
Aunt Jiang loved foot massages, claiming they were good for health, but Su Bai thought she was already plenty healthy—when traveling with her girlfriends, she outlasted even college students on their most hardcore trips.
As for Su Bai, the old uncles’ techniques were too rough. He preferred the Wan sisters’ gentler approach—soft but not purely for show, just enough to lull him into a drowsy, blissful state.
Pure comfort!
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?"
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...
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.
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.
