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.
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...
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
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?"
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?
