Shilan School.
Chen Hao lay in the security room at the school gate, his legs casually propped up on the table.
Smoking a cigarette and scrolling through videos of beautiful women, life was pretty sweet.
"Damn, these female streamers... they're all high-tech," Chen Hao muttered to himself. He couldn't help but think of Qin Qiaoqiao, the kind of girl who was a pure, natural beauty—beautiful, innocent, and adorable. She put those streamers to shame.
But the moment he thought of Qin Qiaoqiao stepping out of that Maybach, his heart ached.
"Damn it, the student who bullied her is named Jiang Che, right?"
You've got a death wish!
At that moment, a few middle-aged men appeared at the gate.
"Security, are you there? Open the door! Let us in."
Chen Hao glanced over, his eyes narrowing slightly.
They were wearing administrative jackets, big leather shoes, carrying briefcases, and holding teacups filled with water.
Normally, Chen Hao might have thought they were some kind of officials.
But just moments ago, the principal had warned him that these guys weren't officials at all—they were small-time vendors from outside the school.
"Damn it," Chen Hao clenched his fists and opened the window.
"Hey! Who the hell are you? Don't you know it's class time? If you're not a teacher or student here, get the hell out!"
His mood was already sour. The girl he had a crush on was being flirted with by another guy, and it felt like he was being cheated on.
So naturally, these supposed "leaders" from the provincial government became his punching bag.
The leaders, who had been scolded by Chen Hao, looked at each other, their faces bewildered.
They had never expected to be yelled at by a security guard.
"Ah... haha! Shilan School really lives up to its reputation as a prestigious school. Even the security guard is so vigilant. The students' safety is indeed well-protected."
The leader at the front let out an awkward laugh.
"Security guy, we just want to stroll around the school. We've already communicated with your principal. Let us in, huh?"
The leaders smiled faintly, not appearing angry.
"I told you to get lost, didn't I? What are you? Do you really think any random stray cat or dog can just waltz in?" Chen Hao bellowed.
He wasn't giving them any face at all.
The leaders, seeing that Chen Hao wasn't taking the hint, finally lost their cool. Their faces twisted in frustration, as if they had just eaten something disgusting.
"Young man, how are you speaking? Don't you know the basics of respect?"
Chen Hao scoffed. "Respect you? You're just a bunch of small-time vendors. Respect my ass!"
Even worse, Chen Hao spat on the ground. With the help of his internal energy, this wasn't just any spit—it was a spit straight out of Wang Wei's poetry. It flew over seven meters, landing right on the leader's face with a splat.
The atmosphere turned eerily silent.
"Where's your principal? I need to see your principal!"
The leaders were at their wits' end. It was like being a tiger in the plains, humiliated by a dog. These inspection team members might not have much real power in the education department, but which school didn't treat them with respect?
Yet today, they hadn't even set foot inside the school gate and were already being humiliated like this. Even Naruto would have lost his patience!
"Secretary Lin, I'll make the call," one of the others quickly dialed a number.
Chen Hao, however, still wore a mocking expression.
"Oh, oh, oh, acting pretty convincing, huh? Pretending to make a call? I bet no one's picking up, haha!"
"You... I'll say it one more time. Apologize to us, open the gate, and this will all be over. We won't hold it against you..." Secretary Lin gritted his teeth, wiping the spit off his face with a tissue.
A wave of nausea hit him. What the hell? Did this guy eat garlic for lunch?
"Apologize to you? Who do you think you are to make me apologize?" Chen Hao remained arrogant and unyielding.
Secretary Lin: "......"
It was truly a rare sight. A security guard bullying them!
"Hello... is this Principal Wang Liwen of Shilan School? Our inspection team is being held at the gate by your security guard. Please come over quickly."
On the other end, Wang Liwen, upon receiving the call, furrowed his brows.
What? Didn't I already inform the security guard? What's going on?
But he still rushed out in a hurry.
......
Seeing that the other party had actually made a successful call, Chen Hao's expression grew tense.
He might be arrogant, but he wasn't stupid. These people didn't seem like they were pretending.
If they were ordinary vendors... being targeted like this, they would have run away by now. But these guys were still standing there, fuming.
"You... are you really leaders from the provincial government?" Chen Hao asked tentatively.
But Secretary Lin and the others didn't respond to him.
This scene at the school gate also caught the attention of many students.
"Damn, this security guard is so badass. Those guys clearly look like high-ranking officials, and he still dares to argue with them?"
"This guy really doesn't fear death!"
Not long after, Wang Liwen hurried over.
"Secretary Lin! Secretary Lin, what's going on? What happened?"
Wang Liwen wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was just a principal, and his power wasn't even as great as the school board members.
When Chen Hao saw that the principal had actually been called over, he felt a bit panicked and quickly stood up.
"Principal Wang, what brings you here?"
The principal didn't respond to him. He quickly got to the bottom of the situation.
He almost fainted from anger.
"Secretary Lin, please come in. Chen Hao, what are you doing? Open the gate right now!"
He wanted to strangle Chen Hao, but as a principal, he couldn't lose his temper in public.
In schools, principals and vice-principals rarely get angry. They usually keep smiling, leaving the dirty work to the director of teaching and head teachers.
Chen Hao nodded quickly, his mind still in a daze, completely unsure of what was happening.
"I'll deal with you later! Secretary Lin, this way..." Wang Liwen glared at Chen Hao, then began bowing and scraping to the leaders.
"Heh... your school's security guard has quite the temper, huh? He even called me a small-time vendor. So... you look down on small-time vendors, do you?"
"No, no, no~"
Chen Hao clenched his fists, inwardly cursing, "Stupid principal! F*** you!"
He had no idea what was going on. Was this principal out of his mind? I was just following your instructions!
But Chen Hao knew very well that if he didn't do something... he might lose his job as a security guard.
"I can't lose this job! There are so many beautiful girls in this school waiting for me to charm!"
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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?"
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...
