Ai Chen traveled through a parallel world and took his eight-year-old son to participate in a variety show called "Good Parenting".
Family A: Install surveillance cameras in the bedroom, no gaming allowed! Otherwise, I'll get a warning from Septwolves!
Family B: My child, if you endure the hardships of studying, you won’t have to endure the hardships of life in the future.
When it was Ai Chen's turn, the scene suddenly changed!
Son: Dad, I want to go to Peking University!
Ai Chen: Why do you want to go to Peking University? Follow your dad and go to A University!
After saying that, he pulled his son to play games in a duo.
Netizens were stunned!
Son: Dad, I’m tired of playing games, I want to do my homework...
Ai Chen: You have finished your homework, what homework are you doing!
Son: Dad, the final exam is coming up soon, I won’t do well if I keep doing this…
Ai Chen: School focuses on grades, but family focuses on achievements!
Son: Did you and mom give birth to me just to be your playmate?
Ai Chen: What's up? You're eating my food and drinking my drinks, and you're not going to play anymore?
I saw that there was not a single desk at home, but there were two computer desks.
Netizens can no longer sit still!
"We have to read books in secret. The pressure of gaming is even greater than the pressure of studying. It has made our children addicted to reading!"
"This isn't good. Be careful of your rebellious children spending the night at the library!"
Just when everyone thought Ai Chen was using reverse education, he repeatedly struck back at humiliating education, repressive education, hardship education, and authoritarian education, giving them a slap in the face...
[This book has been adapted into three short plays, which can be viewed by searching by title.]
In the Glory professional league, there's always been a hidden figure. Because his identity can't be revealed, all the pro players call him Shadow. He's known as the Substitute Emperor, the Professional Sparring Partner, but he's best known for his ID, "One Kill Every Ten Steps."
His name is Lin Feng, and he's been playing Glory for ten years. This year, he's eighteen years old. He's proficient in all the professional characters and owns thousands of account cards. His immense strength is well known to many.
It's just a shame he's not a professional player.
No CP + small animals + death physique + short-term protection
Sui Nuan, a rich and beautiful heiress with a hopelessly romantic streak, kicks her freeloading, manipulative boyfriend to the curb. Without hesitation, she buys the top-tier fishing gear she had always dreamed of in her past life and throws herself into her lifelong passion—fishing.
Men? Who needs them when reeling in a big catch feels a hundred times better?
Just as she finds a perfect fishing spot and settles in, a lazy voice from a little snake beside her says, “You picked the right place to fish, human. There’s a big surprise waiting~”
Sui Nuan is baffled. She’s transmigrated into a novel—and she even got a cheat skill! Apparently, she can… understand what some animals are saying?
This is amazing! Now nighttime fishing won’t feel so lonely anymore.
With curiosity written all over her face, Sui Nuan asks, “What kind of surprise?”
The snake stares at her in horror. “Holy sh*t, this human’s insane! She’s not even scared of snakes and is chatting about gossip with one!”
Sui Nuan casually tosses in bait and prepares the fishing spot. Yup, this snake’s definitely a clown.
But an hour later, when she looks at what’s hanging from her hook, she slowly falls into deep thought…
There really was a big surprise?!
Turning to the pitch-black snake beside her, Sui Nuan offers an olive branch, “Wanna tag along with me? I’ll make sure you eat well and live large.”
The snake: ?
…
From that day on, it’s like something latched onto Sui Nuan—wherever she goes, there’s always a little surprise waiting.
She doesn’t catch fish—she catches pieces of missing people.
She doesn’t go out for fun—she ends up with her heart racing.
Soon enough, Sui Nuan becomes a frequent caller on the police tipline—a nightmare for criminals.
And a chatterbox.