Zhang Yurong truly wanted to hold onto her own arms a little longer right now—everything felt safe. That night, their rooms faced each other. After exchanging a simple "Good night," both of them closed their respective doors. That night, Zhang Yurong found it hard to fall asleep. When she woke up the next morning, the sun had already streamed through the window. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and stretched lazily. Checking the clock, wow! It was already 9 o'clock! Oh no—she was going to be late for school. Unconsciously, she noticed that Gao Liang's room door was open. It turned out he had gotten up earlier than her—Gao Liang clearly had a habit of rising early. Zhang Yurong didn't know that Gao Liang had moved so far to rent a place specifically to have a great environment for practicing his routines. Today, he went mountain hiking and jogging at the back of the beautiful apartment complex. Then, on a clear open space, he did 3,000 push-ups and practiced military-style boxing for one hour. School classes start at 9 a.m., and Hengli begins running toward the school as early as 8 a.m. He wants to build up his physical strength, for his body is the foundation upon which he can become a god. Our protagonist is always demanding excellence of himself—stronger, I can do it, I will persevere, and I will achieve godhood. Today, there's an important event: a student dance gala organized by the school, which requires all students to attend. When Zhang Yeping rushes to the school in a hurry, a grand student dance gala is already underway at the Kyoto University Gymnasium. The venue is packed with people, bustling and lively. The banner above reads "Kyoto University Student Free Dance Gala," and reporters from the Kyoto City TV station, the city's evening newspaper, the city radio station, and various online portals have arrived on-site for coverage. Guests from all over the country have also been invited, making the hall fully occupied and filled with vibrant energy. "Good morning, everyone—teachers, students, and guests! Our university's student free dance and music concert has officially begun! "Please join us one by one as the performers take the stage!" said a beautiful host, her voice sweet and captivating. The concert officially commenced. The first female dancer stepped onto the stage, immediately capturing everyone's attention. "Wow! She's absolutely stunning!" All the students were in awe. Gao Liang glanced over and saw a graceful young woman with fair skin, wearing a light silk half-sleeve dress, moving with elegant, fluid steps. "Next, please welcome Ms. Shui Linglong to perform a dance inspired by Chang'e's celestial palace! Please give her a warm welcome!" As the host made a brief introduction, the audience clapped enthusiastically. Zhang Yuping had arrived late and was seated in the last row, though she couldn't see clearly, she could clearly see that Ms. Shui Linglong's beauty stood out above all others, truly exceptional. Dressed in a stunning dance outfit, wearing crystal-heeled shoes and adorned with a magnificent headpiece, everyone was utterly amazed. Zhou Chao watched closely from the audience, his eyes wide with admiration, his mouth watering. "Boss, she's even more beautiful than Zhang Yuping! I think she'd make a perfect matron of honor for you!" Luo Qi took a deep sip of water, his eyes filled with longing. "Go find out right away—what's this new girl's background?" Zhou Chao ordered. Immediately, Wang Lei rushed over, breathing heavily, and said, "By luck! I managed to sneak a copy of the document from the administrative office! Boss, take a look!" Zhou Chao took it and scanned quickly through the list of all attendees and their profiles. His eyes landed on a line of text: Water Blossom, 18 years old, a first-year student transferred from the Department of Foreign Languages, her father is a Chinese overseas citizen, skilled in music and dance, and has won multiple times in various talent competitions—she's truly the number one beauty. Below that, there was a stunning photo of Water Blossom, so alluring that Zhou Chao nearly choked on his own breath. Gently caressing the alluring human chest of Shui Linglong, he murmured lustfully, "Now my cock's stirred. Any woman who can stir me—she's mine!" He then shouted directly to Liu Qiang beside him, "After Shui Linglong finishes the ball, you start paying close attention to her! Keep me updated on every detail—no exceptions! Understood?" "Understood!" Liu Qiang couldn't possibly refuse. Zhou Chao tucked a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, savoring the chew, watching Shui Linglong's graceful movements, and daydreaming: "The next one's Zhang Yупing—hah! Even better than Zhang Yупing! This is going to be a real treat!" While Zhou Chao was enjoying himself, he wasn't aware that a pair of sharp, eagle-like eyes was constantly observing him. It was Chen Zixue. Inside Chen Zixue's mind, he thought fiercely: "Zhou Chao—Zhou Chao! You're the first big catch I've landed. But, I'm not really after the fish—I'm after the scenery, the mountains and the waters! I still want to reel in something even bigger than you!" At that moment, with applause and flowers all around, Shui Linglong danced down to the stage, passing by Zhou Chao. Zhou Chao's tongue felt suddenly dry as he stretched out his hands, yet Shui Linglong didn't even glance at him—she left Zhou Chao's appetite hanging high. Damn it! I'm Zhou Chao, the renowned Zhou magnate of the campus, destined to unify the capital soon—yet you won't even give me a proper look? As Shui Linglong moved gracefully like a flowing serpent, Zhou Chao noticed that when she performed before Gao Liang, she gracefully removed a light silk gown, causing all the male audience members to lean in and open their mouths in admiration. Wow! A truly impressive 36D cup! One young man even reached out instinctively to touch Shui Linglong's breasts, but Shui Linglong skillfully avoided him, only making that man's longing grow even stronger. Shui Linglong danced alone before Gao Liang, deliberately bringing her flowing, turbulent figure close to him. Gao Liang easily saw the pure, milk-white woman within—so fresh and radiant—and the alluring fragrance emanating from Shui Linglong, especially captivating. Gao Liang, though a passionate man who had trained in mental strength and usually found it hard to be moved by ordinary beauties, found himself completely captivated today. He couldn’t help but gaze at Shui Linglong’s full, lush curves and her slender, sinuous waist—so perfectly shaped that if he were to gently press his hands against it, it would feel just right. Such a waist was something one typically only encountered in novels. Yet here it was, in reality. While Zhang Yurong, overall, remained more composed and polished than Shui Linglong, the gap between them had grown wider lately. Though they lived together, they had not yet shared a bed. They had no symbolic titles like "husband and wife"—only a quiet, unremarkable routine. That very routine had begun to bore him deeply. Just as Gao Liang was pondering deeply, Su Linglong exhaled a fragrant breath, gently blowing it toward the base of Gao Liang’s ear. Gao Liang felt a flutter of warmth, his lower body naturally arching upward. Even more pressing, while Gao Liang was still caught off guard, Su Linglong suddenly gave him a soft, fragrant kiss with a delicate "pssst."