"Hey, Ningning, look! They're saying that guy in the white shirt who's trending on the forum is Zhou Yi! Oh my god, how is that even possible?"
As soon as Zhou Yi appeared, someone had snapped a photo of him and posted it online, sparking heated discussions.
"He's seriously so handsome—I can't even imagine how good he'd look on camera."
"I've seen plenty of celebrities, but none of them come close to this guy."
"Apparently, he's from the art department. No surprise there—art majors always have the hottest guys. I should've applied for an art program."
"Wait, who in our department looks like that? Must be a transfer student."
"No, that's Zhou Yi! The infamous 'simp' from the Visual Communication program!"
"That guy who supposedly has a crush on the campus belle? And you're calling him a toad!?"
"Damn... this is insane. I can't believe it's him."
The opening ceremony had already begun, with a few balding, potbellied administrators taking turns delivering speeches.
The students below had long lost patience, most of them scrolling on their phones or chatting—Zhou Yi's name being mentioned the most.
In just one morning, nearly every girl on campus had heard about the incredibly handsome guy from Class 3 of Visual Communication.
Su Ning stood near the front, oblivious to the commotion behind her. She had never been interested in such gossip.
The girl cast a cold glance at the phone screen her friend held up, showing only a flicker of surprise—none of the infatuation the other girls had displayed.
When it came to Zhou Yi, Su Ning’s tone remained dismissive: "So what if it’s him? Even if he’s good-looking, it doesn’t change the fact that he’s a failing, useless loser."
She was a girl who admired strength—appearance meant nothing compared to capability.
Even with his newfound looks, Zhou Yi was still an empty-headed fool with no substance.
Did he really think her opinion would change just because he got handsome? Dream on.
If Su Ning’s reaction was surprise, then for two others, it was outright shock.
Xia Qiuzhi stared at the forum posts in disbelief.
The guy whose contact info she had begged for in the comments was actually Zhou Yi—the same childhood neighbor she despised?
She tried to recall Zhou Yi’s face, but all she remembered was a pale, skinny boy who grew into a guy hiding half his face behind long bangs. No wonder she’d never paid much attention to his looks.
Her gaze darted toward the art department’s section, itching to confirm whether this was real.
"Qiuzhi, what’s wrong? You seem distracted. What are you looking at?" Wang Xuan asked curiously from beside her.
He wasn’t the type to browse forums, so he had no idea who everyone was talking about.
A girl nearby, familiar with both of them, excitedly chimed in: "There’s this super hot guy in the art department—everyone’s talking about him! Haven’t you heard?"
She waved her phone in front of Wang Xuan, and even he froze at the sight of the strikingly handsome face.
Wang Xuan was considered a campus heartthrob himself, but this guy was on another level. Instinctive wariness flashed in his eyes.
Was Qiuzhi interested in him?
Then again, she’d only pursued him for his looks too. But he couldn’t stand the thought of her turning to someone else.
"Qiuzhi, not saying anything—do you want to go see this guy too?" he asked.
Xia Qiuzhi shook her head. "No, I was just thinking of finding Yi-gege later."
Wang Xuan’s delicate features immediately relaxed into a smile.
Oh, so she was just going to see that simp Zhou Yi—probably to ask for money or some favor.
Satisfied, he didn’t press further.
Meanwhile, Chu Han and Gao Wenhao, both avid internet users, had caught wind of the news immediately.
The white-shirted guy from the forum was Zhou Yi.
Chu Han recalled Zhou Yi’s claim about dating a rich, beautiful girl—maybe it was true after all.
If this was the new Zhou Yi... then winning over women would be effortless.
She glanced at Gao Wenhao’s ordinary face, then back at the stunning photo on her phone. For the first time, she considered reconciling with Zhou Yi.
Chu Han was a gold-digger, plain and simple—she thrived on vanity.
She craved the envy in others’ eyes, the status of being an untouchable goddess.
And being with a guy like Zhou Yi? The jealousy would be delicious.
Far better than the half-hearted compliments her friends gave her about her new bag.
But Zhou Yi had no money. Gao Wenhao was wealthy and influential—he could give her things Zhou Yi never could.
For the first time, Chu Han hesitated between wealth and looks.
It never even crossed her mind that Zhou Yi might not want to get back together.
Maybe it was because the old Zhou Yi had loved her so desperately—she assumed he’d come crawling back the moment she beckoned.
Gao Wenhao noticed her distraction, his voice cool. "What’s on your mind?"
Chu Han snapped back to reality, offering a sweet smile. "Nothing, just thinking about lunch."
With Gao Wenhao, she always played the role of the gentle, adorable girlfriend—never showing the sharpness she had with Zhou Yi.
She knew their relationship was unequal.
To get what she wanted, she had to trade some dignity, acting like a docile pet to please him.
Did Chu Han love Gao Wenhao?
Of course not.
She loved only herself—and money.
To her, love meant nothing.
Elsewhere, Zhou Yi and Zhang Wu exchanged a few taunts before falling silent.
But Zhang Wu was seething, especially with the whispers around him. He swore silently to make Zhou Yi pay.
"Finally, I wish you all a memorable and meaningful time at Huaihai University. Thank you!"
The principal’s closing remarks marked the end of the ceremony.
Zhou Yi was soon surrounded by a crowd, many girls asking for his contact info.
He smiled faintly. "Sorry, I don’t use WeChat. If you need anything, you can find me in class."
He turned them all down—partly because none were his targets, partly to maintain his image.
A true heartthrob didn’t just hand out his socials.
The unattainable was always more desirable.
These girls wouldn’t be offended; they’d only want him more.
That was the power of the unattainable crush—forever out of reach, forever idealized.
The longer you yearned, the deeper the obsession grew.
It worked the same for everyone, men or women.
Zhou Yi pushed through the crowd and emerged, only for Xia Qiuzhi to seize the moment and block his path.
"Yi-gege."
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?"
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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...
