The homeroom teacher noticed that Hu Yuying seemed a bit nervous and uncomfortable.
Pointing to the seats at the back of the classroom, the teacher said, "Hu Yuying, the seating arrangement is based on rankings. For now, sit there, and after the next test, we’ll rearrange the seats according to your grades."
Hu Yuying obediently nodded to the teacher and then made her way to the back of the classroom.
After sitting down, she began organizing her books and stationery.
She took out her textbook and focused on listening to the teacher explain the key points.
A moment later, Hu Yuying pursed her lips, her small hands unconsciously tightening, and her head lowering further and further...
Long Aotian raised an eyebrow. Was his gaze really that intimidating?
He had only glanced at her a couple of times, and yet she looked like she was about to cry.
Was she really that timid?
Long Aotian couldn’t bring himself to keep staring at her.
Although his reputation wasn’t the best, he swore he had never bullied any girls before the female protagonist transferred to the school.
After some thought, he decided to explain himself.
After all, he wasn’t the same villainous male lead from the original story, and he didn’t want to leave a bad impression on the female protagonist.
"Hu Yuying, don’t be afraid. I’m not a bad person—wait, no, I mean I’m not a bad guy. I’m actually quite kind. I would never harm or hurt anyone, especially girls. You can relax!"
Hu Yuying found Long Aotian’s words a bit strange, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on why.
She simply nodded timidly and softly replied, "Mm."
Seeing her nod, Long Aotian was satisfied. He thought to himself, "Good, it seems the female protagonist’s impression of me is starting to change."
In the original story, the female protagonist wouldn’t even acknowledge the original Long Aotian’s existence.
Now, she was nodding and even responding with a soft "Mm." Long Aotian was more than pleased!
"Then you can keep listening to the lecture. I’ll focus on studying too," Long Aotian said, pretending to flip through his textbook.
Hearing this, Hu Yuying secretly glanced at Long Aotian, afraid he might notice, and quickly looked away.
Her small hand gripping the pen tightened slightly.
After a moment of hesitation, she whispered, "Classmate, this is Chinese class. You’ve got the wrong book."
"Huh?" Long Aotian looked at the math book in his hand. "No wonder it felt off."
He quickly found his Chinese textbook and smiled at Hu Yuying. "Thanks."
"You’re welcome, it’s fine." Perhaps amused by Long Aotian’s slightly foolish mistake, Hu Yuying’s eyes curved into crescent moons, and her tone was no longer as reserved as before.
Long Aotian stared at her for a moment, captivated.
Her eyes were beautiful, bright, as if they held all the beauty and hope in the world.
Her lips curved gently, exuding a serene and innocent charm that made one want to tease her.
Maybe even make her cry, just to see her eyes turn red and her delicate, tearful expression...
Shaking his head, Long Aotian quickly dismissed the thought. It was too dangerous, and he had to stop it immediately!
But Hu Yuying just looked so easy to tease.
Taking a deep breath, he turned his attention back to the textbook.
In his previous life, Long Aotian had grown up in an orphanage, where simply surviving and having enough to eat was a struggle.
To make a living, he had dropped out of high school early and started working odd jobs.
In the end, his lack of education meant he could only do manual labor.
After much hardship, he finally landed a sales job, only to find himself transported into this novel on his very first day at work!
Though he didn’t know why he had been reincarnated into this story, it was clear that he had been given another chance to study.
This time, he was determined to seize the opportunity!
Three minutes later, Hu Yuying, who had been diligently taking notes, frowned slightly as a faint snoring sound reached her ears.
She glanced over and saw that the classmate who had spoken to her earlier was now asleep on his desk.
She looked at Long Aotian, then quickly at the teacher at the front of the classroom, worried that he might get called on.
When the bell finally rang, signaling the end of class, Hu Yuying felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
After the teacher left, the classroom became noisy.
Hu Yuying, being an introverted girl and new to the school, watched as her classmates chatted and laughed with their friends. She didn’t know how to join in.
She simply sat quietly at her desk.
Meanwhile, the other students were curious about the new transfer student.
Seeing Hu Yuying sitting so quietly, looking sweet and shy, a few outgoing girls approached her.
"Hi, I’m Li Qian. Want to be friends?" one of them said.
Hu Yuying’s eyes lit up with joy, unable to hide her excitement.
A soft smile appeared on her lips, and a faint dimple formed on her left cheek, radiating a natural, youthful charm.
Her gentleness seemed innate.
"You’re so cute. Let’s be friends too!" said a slightly chubby boy with darker skin, staring at Hu Yuying with a silly grin.
Hu Yuying hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded, surprised that she had made so many friends on her first day.
"If you agreed, then you’re my girlfriend now," the boy said with a smirk.
Hu Yuying’s smile froze. She looked up at the boy, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion, giving off an adorably clueless vibe.
It seemed she didn’t quite understand what he meant.
"Wang Shuo, if you keep talking nonsense, I’ll tell the teacher!" Li Qian glared at Wang Shuo, her eyes filled with disgust.
"Whatever. All you know how to do is tattle. Besides, she agreed to be my friend," Wang Shuo retorted, giving Hu Yuying a meaningful look before sauntering off toward the boys’ restroom.
"Don’t pay attention to people like him. If he bothers you again, just tell the teacher," Li Qian said, shooting a glare at Wang Shuo’s retreating figure.
Seeing Hu Yuying’s soft, easy-to-bully demeanor and her apparent naivety, Li Qian added, "Remember, there are two people in this class you shouldn’t mess with. One is Wang Shuo, and the other..."
She paused, pointing to Long Aotian, who was still asleep by the trash can near Hu Yuying’s seat.
"Every class has its troublemakers. Wang Shuo is one, and so is he.
"But he’s worse than Wang Shuo. He actually gets into fights. Wang Shuo has been beaten up by him before."
Hu Yuying followed Li Qian’s gaze to Long Aotian, who was lightly snoring and drooling.
"Got it?"
"Mm, I understand," Hu Yuying replied softly.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
