Xie Tingwan's single sentence made it clear that her relationship with Zhou Yi was closer than others.
Zhou Yi smiled at the group and said, "Good morning, everyone."
Then, turning to Xie Tingwan with warmth in his voice, he added, "I opened it—I really like it. Thank you for the gift, Wanwan."
Zheng Wei and He Lan immediately sensed the personal connection between Zhou Yi and Xie Tingwan, so they didn’t extend their earlier invitation for him to sit with them.
Joking aside, this was Xie Tingwan they were talking about! Who would dare compete with her?
The men, meanwhile, couldn’t help but envy Zhou Yi. What man wouldn’t be jealous of receiving a gift from Xie Tingwan?
Zhou Yi led the group from S Province to another row of seats. Before long, everyone had arrived.
Teacher Yang, the team leader, was efficient and straightforward. She gathered everyone at the entrance, instructed them to collect their luggage, and then headed straight to the airport.
Before boarding the plane, Zhou Yi sent messages to quite a few people.
You Man, Jiang Ruolan, Kong Huaijin, Qiao Xi, Little Jia, Su Ning, Zhang Wu...
[I'm about to board the plane, Manjie. I'll call you when I land. Take care of yourself while I'm gone.]
[Ruolan, I’m heading to the airport now. I’ll leave the company in your hands. I’ll update you after landing.]
[Sis, Xiao He and I are at the airport, ready to depart. I’ll send you photos once we reach the U.S.]
[Xi, I’m boarding soon. Let’s chat when I arrive. If I have time, I’ll bring back XX’s artwork for you.]
[Jiajia, I’m about to get on the plane. I’ll message you when I land. Don’t take cold showers—they’re bad for your health.]
[I’m heading to the airport now. I’ll let you know when I arrive. Wait for good news in a few days.]
[Wu, keep an eye on Weibo for me. I trust your skills—you’re the best anti-defamation team leader.]
It took Zhou Yi a long time to send all these messages, and even 077 couldn’t help but marvel.
Now this was what you called a true master of time management.
He tailored his approach to each woman.
Su Ning admired strength, so Zhou Yi emphasized his determination to win an award, telling her to expect good news.
Qiao Xi loved art exhibitions and had a more artistic personality, so he promised to bring back a painting she adored.
...
Zhou Yi’s WeChat was flooded with messages, mostly wishing him success in the competition, but he didn’t have time to reply to all of them.
People like Xia Qiuzhi and Chu Han, for instance.
Truthfully, they had never stopped messaging him, but Zhou Yi rarely responded.
Once his messages were sent, everyone reacted differently.
The happiest was likely Qiao Xi, who was pleasantly surprised that Zhou Yi knew her favorite artist and even remembered to bring back a piece for her while abroad.
What an incredible man.
A blissful smile spread across Qiao Xi’s face as she stared at her phone.
[Qiao Xi: Yi-ge, how did you know I love XX’s paintings? I don’t think I ever mentioned it.]
[Zhou Yi: There’s a photo in your Moments where you’re looking at a painting. Unless I’m mistaken, it’s by that artist, right?]
Qiao Xi was even more astonished that Zhou Yi recognized the artist just from that photo. Did he share her admiration for that master?
[Qiao Xi: Yi-ge, you like him too!?]
[Zhou Yi: Yeah, so I’ve read up on his work before.]
[Qiao Xi: Ahhh! I never knew you were into his art too!]
Qiao Xi felt like she had found a kindred spirit, but Zhou Yi had to board the plane, cutting their conversation short.
Hearing the system announce the rise in Qiao Xi’s affection, Zhou Yi smirked.
He pocketed his phone without replying further.
Then there was Zhang Wu’s message. As Zhou Yi’s most loyal subordinate, he took his responsibilities seriously.
[Zhang Wu: Yi-ge, don’t worry. With me around, nothing will go wrong. No one’s ever out-argued me in the fan forums.]
[Zhou Yi: Good work. I’ll bring you back a gift.]
Zhou Yi was always generous with his people.
For someone like Zhang Wu, who had grown up starved for affection, even small gestures from Zhou Yi meant the world.
077: "I’m almost worried he’ll fall for you."
Zhou Yi: "Who? Zhang Wu?"
077: "You’re a little too good to him."
Zhou Yi: "The higher you climb, the more you need loyal followers. Zhang Wu is extreme—when he hates someone, he’ll do anything to ruin them. But when he’s loyal, he’ll go just as far for you."
Zhou Yi also posted a Weibo update—a photo of himself waiting at the airport. Now everyone knew he was heading off to compete.
The earlier he built momentum, the more fans he’d attract when he won first place.
[Ahhh! Where’s CEO Zhou off to? So handsome—that suit is lethal!]
[I think it’s for the international math modeling competition. Go, Zhou Yi!]
[I almost forgot Zhou Yi is still a college student, lol.]
...
Zhou Yi chuckled, put away his phone, and boarded the plane.
He slept soundly on the flight, waking up to daylight in the foreign country.
After landing, the group went straight to the hotel to drop off their luggage.
Zhou Yi spent the entire ride replying to messages while Xie Tingwan sat at the front, chatting warmly with the others.
She glanced at Zhou Yi occasionally, but seeing him engrossed in his phone, she didn’t disturb him.
Little Jia had been messaging Zhou Yi nonstop since he boarded the plane.
[Little Jia: Your fans all say you look amazing in that suit. See? My taste is impeccable, right, Zhou-ge?]
[Zhou Yi: Absolutely. Your excellent taste just makes me look even better.]
[Little Jia: You’re already handsome enough! Ugh, I miss you already. Maybe I’ll take a cold shower to calm down.]
[Zhou Yi: If you miss me that much, just sleep. You’ll see me in your dreams.]
...
While joking with Little Jia, Zhou Yi also snapped photos of the scenery outside and sent them to different people.
He sighed—traveling was exhausting.
But the foreign women here were undeniably stunning, with striking features and alluring figures everywhere he looked.
After settling in at the hotel, Teacher Yang outlined the schedule for the next few days.
"Today is free time. You can rest at the hotel or explore the city in groups. Avoid going out alone, especially at night—public safety here isn’t as good as back home."
"Tomorrow afternoon is the meet-and-greet organized by the hosts. All competitors will attend, so don’t be late. The competition officially starts the day after. Be prepared."
Earlier, Zhou Yi had marveled at the beautiful women on the streets. But when he attended the international competitors’ gathering, he truly understood what "a sea of beauties" meant.
And among them—an SSS-level conquest target appeared!
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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!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
