The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

A confession is a celebration of victory, not a call to arms.

This passage should be included in the ancestral precepts.

When Shang Qingya saw Lu Yuan enter, he was accompanied by Shang Yan.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately had a bad feeling.

Nothing good ever comes from Shang Yan's appearance.

She then turned her gaze to Lu Yuan's expression.

When he noticed Lu Yuan's expression, which seemed to be a half-smile.

Her heart skipped a beat again.

Oh no, something must have gone wrong.

You should know that this is a playground.

Shang Qingya was a well-known figure at the school, so there was already a large crowd of onlookers.

Even some teachers who live near the school came over to watch out of boredom.

Not to mention that Lu Yuan's ex-girlfriend and roommate were also in the crowd.

If she's not careful, Shang Qingya could become the object of ridicule today.

"road..."

Shang Qingya had just gone over to speak when she approached.

Lu Yuan spoke first.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, his expression instantly switched to one of surprise.

His eyes scanned the various decorations on the playground from left to right.

"Wow, what a huge fuss!"

"I...I want to confess my feelings to you."

"So men can be confessed to too?"

Lu Yuan's voice was quite loud.

He even winked and made faces as he found Brother Liu's direction in the crowd.

"Brother Liu, you saw it all, why didn't you tell me?"

"I shouldn't have come."

Brother Liu turned around with a grimacing expression; he knew this trip wouldn't end well.

He turned around and met his third brother's angry, dark face:

"Brother, I can't find love with you. I want to follow Brother Lu."

"Women are like clothes, brothers are like limbs—how could you think that way!"

"Go ahead and do it yourself. It's too cold at university. I want to wear a coat."

Lu Yuan's ex-girlfriend stood in the crowd, and she didn't look too comfortable either.

There are many reasons for breaking up, as long as it's not something beyond the realm of feelings like infidelity, malicious defamation, or fraud.

Ultimately, the decision to break up is just like many other choices in life.

It's simply a desire to have a better life.

If discarded items become the shining focus of attention, then a strong sense of loss aversion will arise.

A feeling of regret quietly crept over me at that moment.

"Do you think it was right or wrong for me to break up with Lu Yuan?"

Her rambling was destined to go unanswered.

Although Lu Yuan looked at Brother Liu in a joking manner, he did not look at her.

Instead, he walked up to Shang Qingya on his own.

He gave her a light hug, a gentlemanly gesture.

But this, in the eyes of the onlookers, was enough to elicit huge cheers.

Shang Qingya's roommates high-fived each other to celebrate her successful confession.

The romantic atmosphere also influences those around them.

Who wouldn't want to see a beautiful scene of a successful confession? Except for Brother Liu.

Who wouldn't want to see handsome men and beautiful women successfully pair up? Except for Brother Liu.

Who wouldn't want to see lovers finally get married? Except for Brother Liu.

Joy is constant.

When the audience rejoices because they have witnessed a successful confession.

Then, if the two people are caught in the middle of a confession, they won't be happy.

"I'm sorry, thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept your confession."

"Did Shang Yan say something to you? Don't do it because of him..."

"I really don't remember what happened between us before."

"We were together before..."

Shang Qingya looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say.

"I'll remember."

Lu Yuan nodded.

He walked out of the school gate side by side with Shang Qingya.

Good news: Shang Qingya's classmates didn't laugh at her.

Bad news, Huang Zhiyu is laughing.

Huang Zhiyu leaned against the tree, a beautiful smile curving his lips.

She unusually took the initiative to approach and initiate a conversation: "That's ridiculous."

"Lu Yuan really doesn't remember anything from the past."

No news was as explosive as this intelligence.

Shang Qingya was completely immersed in it and found it a little hard to accept.

But Huang Zhiyu shook his head.

She said, "I don't believe it."

Shang Qingya looked at Huang Zhiyu with a puzzled expression.

To this day, she still cannot understand what's going on in Huang Zhiyu's head.

...

Lu Yuan left the crowd and returned home alone.

There's not much to say.

After the third simulation ended, the truth was revealed.

After locking the door and lying down on the bed, Lu Yuan started the game with practiced ease.

Welcome to the life simulation game.

Your simulated identity is: a marriage broker.

[Simulation Goal: To become a great marriage broker.]

What the hell does it mean to be a great marriage broker?!

[Led by the high salary, you successfully joined the "Matchmaker's Agency." Your job is to wander around the matchmaking corners of various parks, using persuasive techniques to successfully bring elderly men and women eager to "find a son-in-law" or "find a daughter-in-law" into the agency to pay and register.]

You're not even a marriage broker yet; you're a salesperson.

But today your opportunity has arrived, because the Matchmaker has encountered its biggest enemy since its inception.

A woman named Xu Zhixiao set a record of failing in sixteen consecutive blind dates.

[Because the marriage agency had assured Xu Zhixiao's parents that they would definitely be able to get together.]

This led to everyone hiding in the office when Xu Zhixiao's parents visited the agency again; even the receptionist hid after pouring them a glass of water.

[The matchmaking agency promised a full refund, but Xu Zhixiao's parents refused, insisting that the agency continue arranging blind dates for them.]

This was clearly an immense act of trust, but the matchmaking agency couldn't bear that trust, because all sixteen potential partners filed complaints against the agency, saying they had introduced them to devils.

All seven marriage brokers were too afraid to face the situation.

[And just then, you walked in, completely unaware of everything, smiling broadly at Xu Zhixiao's parents.]

You sat down opposite Xu Zhixiao's parents with great professionalism.

"Uncle and Auntie, what kind of service would you like to inquire about?"

"Finding a boyfriend for my daughter."

"What are your daughter's conditions?"

"Height 170cm, weight 105kg, occupation: doctor."

Do you have any photos?

The two elders were clearly well-prepared, as they quickly took out their phones and found the photos.

Lu Yuan took a look at it and his eyes lit up immediately.

This is practically free sales!

This girl has a face that exudes peace and prosperity, the quintessential charm of an Eastern woman, and the air of someone from a scholarly family.

From a matchmaking agency's perspective, this type of girl is the dream girl in the matchmaking industry.

"May I ask what you two do for a living?"

"I am an orthopedic surgeon, and my wife is a teacher."

The two elders' conversation was also filled with the air of intellectuals.

The family situation is also acceptable.

"Do they really need a matchmaking agency for people with these kinds of requirements?"

Lu Yuan scratched his head, feeling that something was wrong.

But after all, I've never worked as a professional matchmaker.

So he didn't know exactly what was wrong.

"Wait a minute, I'm not an official matchmaker yet. I'll go find you two an experienced matchmaker."

Lu Yuan got up to leave.

But the two elders said in unison:

"No need, you're the one."