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

Jinling.

Riverside Park.

This open space in the park resembles an ancient battlefield where a silent battle raged.

All around were elderly men with graying temples, the soldiers who were holding their ground in this protracted battle. Each of them had a tense expression and their eyes held a burning desire to fight.

There are no spears or armor here; instead, handwritten marriage proposals resemble banners and proclamations. Plastic ropes run across the pine and cypress branches, hanging densely, and the wind makes the paper flutter and tremble like banners in formation.

Some people guard their children's resumes alone, like a lone stronghold; groups of two or three elderly people form small teams, whispering among themselves about each other's family background, salary, and housing, their verbal exchanges laced with subtle competition. Their gazes, sharp as blades, scrutinize each other's clothing and demeanor, probing their financial situation, showing no sign of backing down.

A family whose child has a high level of education, owns a car and a house is considered a powerful trump card; those who are older and work outside the system are like a weak force with thin walls, and even their words are considered inferior.

The roar of the river waves crashing against the shore sounded like distant war drums. An old man would step forward and offer a piece of paper to persuade the other side, which was a direct challenge to a battle; if the conditions were vastly different, he would simply wave his hand and turn away, which was tantamount to the two armies ceasing hostilities and sounding the retreat.

Occasionally, when both sides' conditions match, the elders of both families carefully verify the information and quietly finalize the initial intention, like two armies signing an alliance. But if there is any disagreement, their expressions turn cold in an instant, and they retreat to their own paper-based positions, never to speak again.

Several discarded marriage proposal slips lay scattered on the ground, wrinkled and torn, like armor abandoned in defeat.

Many elderly people stand for most of the day, their legs aching and stiff, but they refuse to give up, still clinging to that thin page of hope.

Jinling, the ancient capital of six dynasties.

In the distance, buildings stand tall, the grandeur of a thousand-year-old imperial capital pressing down on the riverbank. In the past, this place was a battleground where kings vied for supremacy and where countless ships sailed into battle.

Now, there are no more swords and spears. A group of white-haired elders stand facing off and maneuvering day after day on the riverbank for the sake of their children's marriages. This silent war continues year after year.

Countless marriage brokers have tried to enter this arena, but all have ultimately failed.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Six large matchmaking agencies in Jinling, including the Yue Lao Center, have all failed here.

And today.

This battlefield has finally welcomed a brand new challenger.

"Hello, Uncle, my name is Lu Yuan."

The young man, dressed in casual clothes, handed over a business card with a broad smile.

The old man wearing a melon-shaped hat took the business card, glanced at it, and casually threw it into the trash can.

Matchmaking services? They're trash here.

It's just a way to fool newcomers to the matchmaking corner.

Those of them who have been squatting in the matchmaking corner for years, who hasn't used a matchmaking agency?

Ultimately, none of the problems were solved.

It's just a waste of time.

"Go and fool the newcomers."

"Uncle, I came here specifically to see you today."

Lu Yuan silently analyzed the personal information of the person in the melon-shaped hat in front of him in his mind.

This is one of the "Four Villains" of the riverside matchmaking corner.

Of course, this is a name chosen from the perspective of a matchmaking agency.

Of course, these people are registered in the matchmaking agency.

The Four Evils, as their name suggests, have made finding love and marriage extremely difficult.

If you still can't understand this level, then you can take a look at Xu Zhixiao.

She is one of the Four Evils.

The matchmaker from the matchmaking agency went to great lengths to convince Mr. Xu to believe in "Matchmaking Agency" at the matchmaking corner, but in the end, it became a hot potato that he couldn't handle.

And the son of the man in the melon-shaped hat was clearly no pushover either.

"You can't solve my son's problem."

"How will you know if you don't try? No problem, no charge."

"Do I lack the money?" The man in the melon-shaped hat still refused to accept it, saying to himself, "I just don't want to waste my time with you."

Lu Yuan followed behind him, constantly trying to persuade him.

But no matter how far he traveled or how much he tried to persuade him, the man in the melon-skin hat simply wouldn't believe him.

As their conversation grew louder, more and more people gathered around them.

When they heard about Lu Yuan's identity as a matchmaker, everyone tacitly revealed their disdain.

A small matchmaking agency dares to dabble in this area? They're really overestimating themselves.

Among the crowd, some mocked the matchmaking agency, while others recounted their past experiences of being scammed by it.

Some people stood silently in the crowd, watching without saying a word.

The woman had big, wavy hair and wore large sunglasses. She just stared at Lu Yuan, silently listening to the whispers around her.

She wasn't surprised at all when she saw Lu Yuan get the short end of the stick.

As the owner of the matchmaking agency, she had been in the industry for a long time and was well aware of how terrible the matchmaking corner was.

Even as the boss, she understood the significance of this.

In today's era of rampant self-media, whoever can solve the problems of matchmaking corners will control the narrative of Nanjing's matchmaking scene, and at that time, whoever can beat the matchmaker agency in terms of market resources will be able to win.

She thought that Lu Yuan, who had solved Xu Zhixiao's problem, was indeed quite capable.

Who knew that I would fail at the very first hurdle upon arrival?

That's understandable; it is indeed difficult.

But if the problem cannot be solved, then there is no need to continue observing.

She shook her head, preparing to leave.

But as she walked out of the crowd, she brushed past someone.

This forced her to stop and turn back to continue watching the play.

...

"Uncle, please trust me just this once."

"I will never trust your matchmaking agency again in my life."

"We already have successful examples."

"Your success stories only apply to ordinary people, not to those of us facing high-difficulty challenges..."

The man in the melon-shaped hat walked on, chasing after the long road ahead.

The two of them walked around the open space marked out by the crowd.

A cycle cannot be broken.

Unless there is intervention from external forces.

So when Old Xu suddenly emerged from the crowd and stood in front of the melon-shaped hat...

The cycle was immediately broken.

"Stop forwarding, Lao Ma, I have some good news to share with everyone."

Old Xu grabbed the melon-shaped hat and shouted into the crowd:

"Friends, my friend has found someone!"

???

As someone who used to frequent the matchmaking corner.

Many people present recognized Lao Xu.

I was shocked when I heard that his daughter had found a boyfriend.

What kind of happy occasion is this?!

The reason everyone is standing here is because their children's marriage prospects are still unsettled.

Before I've even succeeded, others have already succeeded.

Hearing this is even more upsetting.

The worst off was Old Ma in his melon-skin hat.

Because his son was once as famous as Xu Zhixiao, he couldn't understand Xu's success.

People in the matchmaking corner also have a competitive spirit, comparing whose child will find a suitable partner first.

Old Ma immediately became anxious.

"Tell me quickly, how exactly was it resolved?"

"I contacted the Matchmaking Center."

"I've tried that too, but it didn't work."

"A young man came to the matchmaking agency."

Old Xu straightened Old Ma's melon-shaped hat.

He already had a respectable appearance and a serious demeanor, and now he spoke with absolute certainty, uttering four words: "Extremely powerful."

"Tell me about it quickly."

"It's right in front of you."

Old Xu pointed in the direction behind Old Ma.

Old Ma's gaze also shifted in that direction.

It finally landed on Lu Yuan's face.

"Xiao Lu, just now..."

Uncle Ma didn't know what to say for a moment.

Lu Yuan patted the dust off his shoulder.

Standing in the sunlight, hands in pockets, head tilted, a knowing smile on his face:

"Uncle Ma, your distrust just now was really hurtful."