It felt like waking up from a beautiful dream, the softness behind his head drawing him deeper.
When he opened his eyes again, the afternoon sunlight had already spilled into the room, casting its rays on the clean and tidy floor.
If there was one thing in the world that felt better than a pillow, it was undoubtedly a young girl's lap.
Wait a minute...
"Huh?!"
Lu Qing jolted upright as if resurrecting from the dead, his eyes wide with shock. "What was I even doing... I was supposed to start outlining my new story as soon as I got back, but why did I feel like I was hypnotized or something?"
"You're awake?"
Behind him, Su Ling's sweet voice was as usual.
He turned sharply, finding her looking perfectly normal.
The panini bag on the table was gone, the floor seemed to have been wiped clean, and the room was spotless, bright and airy.
"How long did I sleep?"
"Three hours," she replied.
"And... you were with me the whole time?"
"Mhm, I was afraid you wouldn't sleep comfortably, so after tidying up the room, I adjusted your sleeping position for you," she said naturally.
"Alright, you did well, but next time, don't do that. I can just rest my head on the sofa armrest."
Lu Qing felt a chill run through him, realizing that Su Ling had somehow become so close to him that they were practically inseparable.
If this continued, whether it was going out together or doing other things, they might end up making gestures that seemed overly intimate under the subtle influence of their relationship.
In fact, even couples might not be as close as they were.
"Oh..."
Su Ling pursed her lips thoughtfully and said, "Got it. Next time, I'll wear socks for you to rest on. It'll be smoother, and I know some people like that."
As she spoke, she rubbed her thighs and then stood up to stretch her slightly sore body.
"Anyway, stop teasing me. I need to get some work done soon, so I might be busy for a while," Lu Qing said, grabbing his tablet.
"Mm-hmm, if you're using the computer, go into the room. I've already cleaned it up."
"Okay."
It was rare to have such a relaxing rest, and he felt invigorated as he walked into the room, ready to plan the next steps for his new book.
Su Ling, of course, wouldn't disturb him. She knew that he relied on his writing to support them, and it would be foolish to interfere with his work.
—Interfering with a man's work was something only a silly woman would do.
...
A moment later.
Lu Qing sat in front of the computer, opening the Writing Assistant for the first time in a while, and scanned the comments on his last completed book.
"Hmm... As soon as the school season starts, the number of people asking for side stories and new books increases. Readers really are insatiable little devils," he muttered, shaking his head.
He switched the screen to a massive mind map titled "New Project."
On the 32-inch screen, dense settings and details filled the entire space.
Just under the "Romance Line" branch, the development was presented in a tree-like structure, intertwined like roots.
Su Ling stood silently behind him, observing the entire time, her beautiful eyes wide open.
Lu Qing, fully immersed in his flow state, naturally didn't notice someone watching from behind.
According to his plan, he had already gone out to gather material today, so he had to finalize the basic settings for the female lead to move the story forward.
However, Bai Xing's secrets might not be limited to what he knew. All he could grasp was her surface image, along with her personality, characteristics, and way of speaking.
As for her innermost thoughts, the work she did in secret, her social circle at school—all of that was still a blind spot, waiting for him to further explore.
Time was of the essence. Since he wasn't sure what her part-time job was, he decided to leave it undetermined for now. He would just focus on describing her image and creating a character profile, which should be safe.
"The female lead's image is paramount. From her hair and eye color, age and build, to her clothing style and habitual gestures, down to the details of her hairstyle, bust size, shoe and sock brands, and even her private quirks..."
"I've only met Bai Xing three times. Trying to describe her vividly from memory is just too difficult..."
Lu Qing frowned, typing a few hundred words on the keyboard, only to delete them all. He muttered to himself, dissatisfied.
After writing and deleting several times in a cycle, he felt that he still hadn't captured the essence of the girl's image.
"The first time I saw Bai Xing, she gave off a strong underground idol vibe, very youthful, rebellious, and cute, with a mix of spoiled brattiness and adorableness. But I've never interacted with a girl like that before, so trying to write her from scratch would be impossible. Unless..."
—Unless he could bring her in front of him and observe her closely.
"If I could describe her body in detail... Woc, what am I thinking? Am I a pervert or something? That's not realistic, no way. I need to approach this from a different angle."
Realizing he was heading down the same path as his old man, he quickly shook his head, dismissing the wrong thoughts.
However, after a few more attempts, he found that trying to depict the female lead's image to his satisfaction wasn't something he could do by pure imagination.
For a top-tier writer like him, techniques like prose, rhythm, composition, and visual storytelling were already mastered. What he was missing now was the "soul."
In Lu Qing's words, it was the "qi" of the article.
Without qi, the story would be like a stagnant pond, unable to convey the intended emotions.
Without qi, the characters' interactions would lose authenticity, failing to close the gap between the reader and the story.
"Ah... sigh."
Lu Qing let go of his hands, leaned back hard into his chair, and gazed at the ceiling—
"It seems the muse still hasn't reached out to me... I feel like something's missing."
"What could it be?"
Suddenly, in his line of sight, a certain girl's beautiful face appeared, looking down at him.
"Huh?!"
"Brother, having trouble?"
Su Ling stood behind his chair, her hands resting on the backrest, her body leaning forward so that her face was level with his, who was looking up.
"Uh... nothing, just thinking about how to make the new book's female lead more vivid," he replied.
Feeling her so close that their breaths were almost mingling, he instinctively tried to avoid her gaze.
"Is that so? What's the female lead like, Brother?"
"Ah... well, she's a girl, very beautiful, very cute, and very clean."
Lu Qing thought aloud, "Hmm... she should also be someone who makes people feel refreshed, with her own hidden side... something..."
As he spoke, his voice suddenly stopped.
Slowly refocusing his gaze on the angelic face in front of him, he suddenly realized that whatever he needed...
No matter how he looked at it, she could fully satisfy it.
At that moment, Su Ling blinked innocently and asked, "So, if I let you observe and pose me however you want, you can create a beautiful female lead, right?"
...
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+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
