"What's with you? Didn't you see I was going through the top-secret files?" Gao Liang furrowed his brows at Ying'er. "Master! Zhang Yупing is looking for that journal! I have to return it right away!" Before she finished speaking, Ying'er snatched the journal and, with a graceful spread of her wings, glided like a beautiful ribbon toward Zhang Yупing. At that moment, Zhang Yупing was sweating profusely as she searched through the drawer, puzzled. Suddenly, a book tumbled to her feet—when she picked it up, it was none other than her beloved journal. Open the journal, continue writing, flipping to the page that had been highlighted but not yet read, which read: "My one, doesn't have to be very handsome, but must have..." Gao Liang has recently achieved impressive results in his initial energy transformation. He can now absorb surrounding energy while walking—such as the fragrance of rose flowers in the campus, negative ions, oxygen atoms, and any other beneficial elements—through his internal converter, transforming them into new forms of energy that accumulate within his body. As long as he maintains this practice for one month, he will successfully complete the initial phase, marking a transition from quantitative to qualitative energy evolution. Upon returning to the boys' dormitory, his three close roommates—Yang Shuai, Deng Kun, and Wu Shun—gathered around him. Deng Kun, who resembles a plump pig, mourned solemnly, while Yang Shuai, the reserved film enthusiast, grew visibly anxious. Wu Shun, the timid one who usually avoided conflict and had been the first to flee during a confrontation, sighed in resignation. Gao Liang, observing their expressions, was surprised and asked, "What's going on with all of you? Do you need me to step in?" Three of them shook their heads vigorously, like a windmill, saying no. This only deepened Gao Liang's astonishment, prompting him to ask for clarification. Fei-Zhu Deng, Wei-Suo Yang, and Rou-Dan Wu looked at Gao Liang with tearful eyes, saying, "Big brother! How can you be so dense? The story about your relationship with the campus beauty Zhang Yurong has already spread throughout the entire school!" "It's because she recognizes my cousin! What does that have to do with me?" Gao Liang remained completely unaware. "Big brother, how can you be so silly! Do you know who the dreamy love interest of the basketball star is?" Fei-Zhu Deng reminded him. "Who is his dreamy love interest? What does that have to do with me!" Gao Liang replied with indifference. "Of course it does! You know the personality of Zhou Chao, the basketball star—once he chooses someone, she's off-limits!" Wei-Suo Yang interjected. "Yes! Yesterday, a boy from an adjacent class tried to woo Zhang Yurong. His roses were never delivered—he was actually knocked out by Zhou Chao's "Oh! What a pity!" Wu, the soft-spoken one, spoke with evident fear, as if the events had happened to him personally. "Big brother! You hurry up and leave! Here's 200 yuan! Go to a different internet café, one a bit farther away. Stay there all night, day after day, keep out of the way until the storm passes. Then I'll email you to let you know when it's safe to come back!" Deng, though well-off—his father being the head of the city's education bureau—was no match for Zhou Chao. Knowing that Gao Liang's family was financially strained, with both parents having lost their jobs, Deng willingly and without hesitation donated his money out of brotherly loyalty. Yet unexpectedly, Gao Liang didn't pick up the phone. "I'm not the kind of person who backs down or hesitates," Gao Liang insisted. "I'm responsible. You guys can trust me—I won't let you down!" His voice carried a strong sense of determination and resilience. The three friends shook their heads in resignation. The conversation then shifted to Gao Liang's performance on the test papers. The three friends looked at him with a mixture of skepticism How could it be that we managed to finish everything that day and scored a 95—turning the tables on Liu Heigou and finally avenging ourselves for our brothers' wrongs! "Oh, Liu Heigou! He never even gave us the brothers four a second thought. Honestly, it wasn't my cleverness—on the very day of the exam, as I was walking home after school right behind Liu Heigou, I just happened to pick up his exam paper with the standard answers!" High Light spoke with such seamless storytelling that his face remained calm and composed, and his three friends truly believed him. High Light felt a surge of pride within himself. What a wonderful jade box! I must go take a look—what other superpowers might it hold? The three friends each had matters to attend to and left the dorm, leaving only High Light behind. As a habit, he always placed his male school uniform on the bed. While casually shaking it out, something remarkable fluttered to the floor, making his heart race. "Wow! It's Yurui's little undergarment! Haha!" What a surprise! She not only returned my uniform but also the little bra! I'm so impressed! Take a good look at it! High Light gently touched the soft, pink bra—so elastic, so smooth, so comfortable. He inhaled deeply—deliciously fragrant, just like the body scent that always emanates from Zhang Yu Ping. Zhang Yu Ping! Zhang Yu Ping! It's you who've made every boy at Hanhai No.1 Middle School stumble as they walk! Speaking of which, there's actually a funny story. Zhang Yu Ping was practicing dancing on the playground, and her graceful movements captivated all the boys, who were completely enchanted. That very day, it snowed lightly, making the ground slippery. The boys were so absorbed in watching her that they kept jumping up and down, only to fall one after another. Zhang Yu Ping, if one day you manage to make me stumble too, then you'll surely be the most unforgettable girl of my life! High Light imagined this scenario with endless enthusiasm. At that moment, a bold idea struck him. Didn't Wuxiao Yang have a whole pile of DVDs? Damn it, Old Zhi wanted to see them, otherwise he'd feel utterly lonely. Sure enough, high-light found several DVDs tucked beneath Wuxiao Yang's bed: "Yu Pu Tuan," "Water Margin: Heroes Who Are Passionate About Women," "Qing Ben Jia Ren," "Jin Bing Mei," and a Japanese film starring Musashi Takeuchi. Old Zhi intended to watch all of them. He searched everywhere for a DVD player, but found none—definitely, Wuxiao Yang had lent his expensive one to someone else. What to do? High-light flipped through that super portable laptop, thinking, if only this device could grow a bit larger.