Now even more people knew that Zhou Yi was going to participate in the competition.
Of course, Zhou Yi had done this deliberately.
He knew this Weibo post would definitely spark a lot of discussion.
The CGDA, as a highly prestigious international design competition, carried significant weight.
Zhou Yi's audacious tone was bound to provoke mockery from those who weren’t convinced.
But the more he was ridiculed now, the sweeter the comeback would be.
After all, with the system’s shop at his disposal, what kind of cheat skills couldn’t he get?
However, he hadn’t expected most of his fans to still focus on his looks.
As soon as the post went up, countless fans rushed to leave comments.
[Go for it, my idol! You’ve got this!]
[Is the assistant Ruolan-jie?]
[Even the way you paint is so handsome, I can’t handle it.]
[Already DM’ed him. We had a great chat—he said he keeps a turtle at home and invited me to see its head.]
[If it’s you, gege, it’s fine even if everything comes in... even if I break, it’s okay.]
[Hah... I... can’t take it anymore. Every time I see God Yi, my heart races. Can someone as perfect as him really exist? Please... give me more.]
[Handsome, I can only give you 22 points because I haven’t seen your 78.]
Zhou Yi’s fans were a riot, spouting one flirtatious line after another—enough to make anyone blush and laugh.
Meanwhile, his haters remained as relentless as ever.
[With money, you can do anything, huh? Hah.]
[No way there wasn’t any foul play in winning first place in the provincial math modeling competition. I don’t buy it.]
[If you take first in the national competition, then I’ll believe you’re actually a genius.]
[CGDA? Dream on. Try getting shortlisted first.]
[What, you think you’re from Ogilvy? Hilarious. A second-tier visual communication student acting this cocky.]
[Fans, stop hyping him. If he even makes top 10 in the nationals, I’ll eat shit upside down.]
[The national math modeling competition is tough—no way he cracks the top 10.]
[He’s in visual communication? Does he even know what CGDA represents? First place? Don’t make me laugh.]
[I’m competing in the nationals too. Let’s see how you handle the fallout. I’m from A University—bring it on if you dare.]
......
Zhou Yi never bothered responding to these. After all, those who disliked him would find any reason to hate.
On Friday morning, Zhou Yi represented Huaiyi in an art competition. The results were still pending.
But none of this was a problem—he had already exchanged for cheat skills from the system.
The stage was set for a glorious comeback. The answer would come next week.
That evening, it was time for Zhou Yi and Jiang Ruolan’s dinner date.
He had booked a table at a distinctive Chinese restaurant, skipping Western cuisine.
Jiang Ruolan was an interesting person—Zhou Yi doubted she was the type to enjoy candlelit romantic dinners.
Besides, someone who’d lived abroad for so long had surely tried every Western restaurant imaginable. Chinese food was the better choice.
When Jiang Ruolan saw that Zhou Yi had chosen a Chinese restaurant, her impression of him rose another notch.
Not for any particular reason—she just found him refreshingly down-to-earth.
Most Western restaurants in China were overpriced and underwhelming. After years abroad, Jiang Ruolan missed authentic local flavors.
Today, Jiang Ruolan hadn’t dressed in her usual professional attire. Instead, she wore a sleek purple bodycon skirt, her waist accentuated by a delicate gold chain, paired with black stockings and heels as always.
The so-called S-curve figure was perfectly embodied in Jiang Ruolan.
She had also opted for rimless glasses today, her voluminous waves cascading over her chest, the hint of cleavage adding a tantalizing allure. The overall effect was mature and captivating.
Abroad, this would be considered completely normal attire. In China, it leaned toward the bold side—but Jiang Ruolan was used to dressing this way and saw nothing unusual about it.
Zhou Yi handed her the menu. “I’m not sure about your preferences, Ruolan. You should order.”
Jiang Ruolan could tell that in private, Zhou Yi was easygoing, without a trace of boss-like pretension.
She smiled and didn’t stand on ceremony, selecting a few dishes she craved.
“I have to admit, I didn’t expect President Zhou to invite me here.”
“Do you not like Chinese food?”
“No, I love it. It’s just that most bosses prefer Western restaurants, so your choice surprised me.”
In China, many executives would pick whatever was expensive and seemed sophisticated—regardless of whether they actually liked it.
In other words, those flashy but mediocre Western establishments.
“As long as you’re happy. Though I do apologize for taking up your rest time.”
[Jiang Ruolan’s affection +1]
Once again touched by Zhou Yi’s thoughtfulness, Jiang Ruolan smiled faintly.
“President Zhou, you’ll spoil your employees like this. What kind of boss apologizes for treating them to dinner during their time off?”
Zhou Yi chuckled. “Let them be spoiled. As long as they get their work done, that’s what matters. I don’t need my staff to act like obedient kittens. Everyone has their own personality—why force them to change? What’s so great about everyone being the same?”
[Jiang Ruolan’s affection +1]
Jiang Ruolan marveled inwardly. A boss like Zhou Yi was truly one in a million.
Joining Huanyi might have been the best decision she’d ever made.
“So for the interviews tomorrow and the day after, will you be hiring people with strong personalities?”
“Absolutely. The more distinctive they are, the more creative they’ll be.”
“What if they aren’t the most compliant with your instructions?”
“My way isn’t necessarily the right way. This is my first time being a boss—if I make mistakes, I hope my employees will correct me. I can handle that.”
“With that mindset, President Zhou, you’ll succeed at anything.”
The recent buzz around Huanyi’s recruitment had stirred up considerable pressure, and even she felt the strain.
Yet President Zhou seemed completely unfazed. Sigh—just his attitude alone was something she needed to learn from.
Jiang Ruolan had always thought she was doing well, but compared to Zhou Yi, she still had a long way to go.
Whether as a boss or an assistant, it was all part of the journey.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
