A straight man transmigrates into an ABO world and upgrades his beauty by pretending to be an Alpha.

Lin Yanshu changed the water for the plum branches and, looking at the flower buds, estimated that it would be a while before they bloomed.

I took a larger flowerpot, carefully dug out the small succulent, refilled it with soil, and put it back into the larger flowerpot.

I looked up at the window and saw a persimmon, half-eaten by a bird, fall from the branch and roll around under the tree.

I carefully placed the potted succulent next to the table.

Two windows were open on the computer: one half displayed papers submitted by students, and the other half showed a live stream from Luobo TV.

After washing my hands, I sat down at the computer, and now a different program was playing on the screen.

He looked at the paper in front of him and began to make revisions and annotations.

[This paragraph is well-written and should be deleted.]

[Only the character "了" is correct.]

[When preparing dinner, it's recommended to cook the mushrooms thoroughly before eating.]

Please don't embarrass me in the education sector, thank you.

Did you get into graduate school on your own?

[Next time you reference something, check the author(s) and try to avoid copying your supervisor's paper.]

He took off his glasses and rubbed his temples, which were throbbing slightly.

I reached out and zoomed in on the live stream interface of Luobo TV, trying to cleanse my eyes.

After the host finished announcing the program, the screen gradually went dark.

A dozen seconds later, a beam of light shone on the stage.

In the middle of the stage, two figures, one in green and one in white, lay prone, one in front of the other.

Because of the dim lighting, only their side profiles could be vaguely seen.

Even so, her figure still evokes a sense of longing.

The two men each held a round fan in their hands, remaining completely still.

As the music suddenly started, the camera zoomed in.

The figure in blue swayed slightly, as gently as a breeze rustling a lotus leaf.

Immediately afterwards, the round fan in her hand landed lightly on the back of the white figure in front of her, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

This strike was like a thunderclap shattering the earth, and the white figure instantly came to life.

Like a serpent awakened by spring thunder, it flipped over with lightning speed.

His slender arm, like a serpent emerging from its hole, draped directly over Shen Ruoyun's neck beside him.

At this moment, their figures were supple and graceful, captivating and enchanting.

They intertwined, like two playful serpents.

Her eyes were alluring and captivating, making it impossible to look away.

Just then, Shen Ruoyun slowly raised his chin, slightly turned his body to the side, and suddenly exerted force in his waist.

He was like a fully drawn bowstring, leaping off the ground with astonishing power and speed.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the painting seemed to freeze for a fleeting instant.

At the same time, Luo Ying reached out her hand to Shen Ruojun.

Shen Ruojun grasped her wrist tightly without hesitation.

Then, he used his arm to pull Luo Ying up from the ground.

Luo Ying, light as a swallow, swiftly flipped through the air several times before nestling steadily in Shen Ruojun's arms.

At this moment, Shen Ruoyun lowered her gaze and met Luo Ying's eyes in her arms.

The two were so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.

At this moment, a voice that was almost bewitching slowly rang out.

"In the deep fog of a summer night, the past changes with the passing of a season."

The silent duckweed swayed gently, its stillness unspoken…

Shen Ruoyun raised her hand to adjust the microphone, placed her hand on Luo Ying's waist, and looked directly at the camera.

Her eyes still held a lingering allure.

With just one glance, it's as if you're tightly coiled up by a snake, unable to look away for even a moment.

However, before anyone could see clearly, a round fan covered the face.

Shen Ruoyun gracefully flipped to the side, like a crane soaring through the air.

It slid over Luo Ying's shoulder and landed steadily behind her.

The skirt swayed with her body, like a fleeting glimpse of a beautiful woman.

After landing, Shen Ruoyun placed her hands on Luo Ying's shoulders without hesitation, gazing at her for a long time.

“Every drop, every sentence, so clear and distinct.”

The clues etched in the rings of time are our secret…

Even after making a big move, Shen Ruoyun's breathing remained incredibly steady.

The pace quickened slightly, their fingertips touched, then separated in an instant, and they turned to look at each other.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled faintly, like your weeping.

During the soaking time, loneliness crept in…

As the duet ended, a clap of thunder suddenly rang out.

Luo Ying, as if startled, suddenly rushed towards Shen Ruoyun, her feet leaving the ground and her whole body leaping high into the air.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Ruoyun swiftly extended her long arms and accurately placed them around Luo Ying's waist.

Immediately afterwards, he exerted a little force in his arm and gently tossed Luo Ying upwards.

Luo Ying's body spun rapidly twice in the air, like an immortal falling to earth, before being caught firmly in Shen Ruojun's arms once again.

Shen Ruoyun's left hand still supported Luo Ying's waist, while her right hand gently supported her straight legs, and carefully put her down.

As soon as Luo Ying's toes touched the ground, she rolled on the spot and nimbly grabbed Shen Ruojun's wrist.

Shen Ruoyun felt her pull and effortlessly pulled Luo Ying up from the ground in an instant.

However, Luo Ying did not give up.

With a nimble spin, she flashed behind Shen Ruojun like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, she placed her hands tightly around Shen Ruojun's waist.

Suddenly, she exerted her strength and actually lifted Shen Ruoyun up, allowing her to sit steadily on her shoulders.

Shen Ruojun sat comfortably on Luo Ying's shoulder, casually waving her fan twice, her gaze fixed on the camera as she spoke steadily.

"The rain starts again, drip-drop, like your weeping."

The mockery of my repressed heart stirred within me. The scorching raindrops came howling in…

As the last note faded, Shen Ruoyun fell directly from Luo Ying's shoulder, her blue skirt fluttering in the air.

He quickly reached out and grabbed Luo Ying's neck, and she lifted him by the waist and put him down on the ground.

Luo Ying then draped her body over Shen Ruoyun, extended her slender fingertips, gently stroked Shen Ruoyun's face, and glanced at the audience below.

As the lights dimmed, the stage fell silent...

There was a moment of silence, followed by thunderous applause.

"Ah!!!!" Screams erupted one after another, and the scene was in an uproar.

[Damn!! If I'd known it was this good, I would have saved it for the Spring Festival Gala!!]

[666【Crazy cheering】]

[Holy crap!! Holy crap!! That powerful?!]

[If this were the standard used in the Chinese entertainment industry, would it be normal to be unable to lift an 80-pound actress?]

[I have read it and find it excellent. I invite my friends to view it. [Merit +1]]

[Two minutes! I need all the information on these two people!]

……

At this moment, the ENG club was completely silent.

Qin Chuhuai stared at the screen, now that the live stream had ended, his lips pressed tightly together, saying nothing. His face was even darker than the sky outside.

"Hiss~" Everyone swallowed hard, exchanged glances, and awkwardly prepared to comfort Qin Chuhuai.

The song is "Little Rain" by Huang Ling. Those who like it can check it out!