After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

He didn't explain, he just picked up his water glass and took a sip.

Lin Yuan, who had been silent all along, couldn't hold back any longer. He spat out the toothpick in his mouth, strode between Lao Zhao and Haozi, and slapped each of them on the back of the head.

"You two are like wild boars who can't even eat fine chaff!" Lin Yuan said with a look of utter exasperation, pointing at the three physical tickets and Zhu Xun Chuan's phone on the table. "You're all so arrogant! Do you even know where these tickets came from?"

Old Zhao rubbed the back of his head: "Didn't Brother Chuan get it for a hefty price?"

"Screw your money!" Lin Yuan lowered his voice, but the excitement in his tone was impossible to hide. He leaned closer to the two of them and said mysteriously, "The night before last, before the dorm check, a girl wearing a mask and a baseball cap came to our dorm looking for Brother Chuan. You guys know about that, right?"

The two shook their heads. That night, they had just returned from playing ball when Lin Yuan blocked them outside the door and made them spend the night at an internet cafe.

"That girl took off her mask and was sitting on Chuan-ge's single bed in this dorm room." Lin Yuan swallowed hard, his fingers trembling. "I'd recognize that face even if it were ashes! Su Mucheng! The nation's first love, Su Mucheng herself! She came to see Chuan-ge in person! She's even prettier in person than online! Super cute!"

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Old Zhao and Haozi's expressions froze instantly. Their brains' CPUs seemed to overheat to ninety degrees Celsius.

"What...what did you say?" Old Zhao stammered.

"Still don't you understand?" Lin Yuan slammed his hand on the table. "These aren't scalped tickets at all; they're family tickets personally given to Brother Chuan by a big star! Brother Chuan's phone call just now was directly to the big star, Su Mucheng!"

Old Zhao and Haozi's gazes shifted stiffly, finally settling on Zhu Xunchuan.

Zhu Xun Chuan leaned back in his chair, his fingers unconsciously twirling a lighter, neither admitting nor denying it.

But this sense of relaxation, as if they had seen through the illusions of the world, had become, in their eyes, an aura of divine power that they could not look directly at.

The night before last, the nation's first love spent the night in the boys' dormitory.

At noon, the military region's most beautiful girl publicly fed him chicken soup in the canteen.

The sound of a worldview collapsing echoed in the dormitory.

"Thump!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Old Zhao, weighing two hundred pounds, bent his knees and slid down to kneel in front of Zhu Xunchuan. He grabbed Zhu Xunchuan's left leg, tears streaming down his face.

"Godfather!" Old Zhao yelled at the top of his lungs, "I, Zhao Dahai, have never submitted to anyone in my life. From today onwards, you are my real father! From now on, if you take a dump in the dorm, I'll hand you toilet paper! If you're picking up girls, I'll guard the door for you!"

The mouse was a beat slow to react, but its will to survive was extremely strong. It immediately slid down to its knees, grabbed Zhu Xunchuan's right leg tightly, and took off its glasses and threw them to the ground.

"Brother Chuan! You're not just the King of the Sea, you're Poseidon, the God of the Sea!" The mouse trembled with excitement. "Take me in! I don't need to learn anything from you, I just want to follow you and absorb some of your divine energy!"

Zhu Xun Chuan was left speechless, both amused and exasperated by these two clowns.

"Alright, alright, get the hell out of here." Zhu Xun Chuan kicked each of them. "You guys are practically pulling my pants down. Here are the tickets, just don't cause any trouble later. Also, regarding Su Mu Cheng, once you leave this room, no one is allowed to gossip about her. If you dare to leak any information, I'll castrate you all."

"Absolutely! I'd rather die than tell!" The two swore an oath, carefully saving the electronic code on their phones, afraid of accidentally deleting it.

After a period of commotion, the dormitory finally quieted down. Lao Zhao and Haozi had already started looking at glow sticks and support outfits online, while Lin Yuan went to take a shower.

Zhu Xun Chuan picked up a washbasin and a towel and went to the washroom.

Cool water gushed from the tap. He scooped up some water, washed his face, and looked up at himself in the mirror.

A strikingly handsome face, with sharp features and deep-set eyes. But his gaze shifted downwards and landed on himself.

A cotton T-shirt with a slightly faded collar, gray sweatpants that had been worn for two years with a slight bulge at the knees, and a pair of Anta sneakers that cost 300 yuan.

The standard, but rather shabby, equipment of a male college student.

He didn't think it was a big deal before, after all, handsome people look good even in a burlap sack.

But this afternoon, he recalled many scenes.

Xia Wanying's roaring white Lamborghini Aventador parked by the roadside; Jiang Yao's extremely luxurious burgundy silk cheongsam on the top floor of the private club and the Patek Philippe she casually gave away; and the young master Zhao at the Royal Golf Club, who was easily crushed by tens of millions of acquisition funds.

Next Wednesday.

Opening Ceremony.

Xia Wanying, Jiang Yao, Su Mucheng, Fu Xinghe, Shen Tianxi, and Gu Qinghan, who is always ready to cause trouble. Five women at the top of their respective fields will come together on this stage.

If he were still wearing those cheap clothes that cost only two or three hundred yuan and standing among these women, no matter how strong his mental fortitude was, he would absolutely not be able to control that epic battleground.

A man's confidence comes not only from his face, but also from the qualities that match it.

Zhu Xun Chuan wiped the water off his face and gently placed his palm on the sink. The system interface, dormant for so long, surfaced in his mind.

[Emotion Value System]

Current cash balance: RMB 10,000,000,000.00

The entire withdrawal limit of one billion yuan lay quietly in his personal offshore account, untouched for some time.

"This billion will become worthless if we don't spend it soon."

Zhu Xun Chuan muttered to himself, a cold smile curving his lips.

Tomorrow's the weekend, time to head to the China World Trade Center and show off my super-rich status.

On Saturday morning, only Lin Yuan was snoring in the dormitory. Lao Zhao and Haozi had gone to the internet cafe early in the morning with Su Mucheng's VVIP tickets to look up travel guides.

Zhu Xunchuan got out of bed and kicked Lin Yuan's bedpost.

"Let's go. I'll accompany my godfather to buy some goods."

Lin Yuan sat up, rubbing his messy hair, and asked groggily, "What kind of goods are you getting? Meat buns from the second canteen?"

"Buy some clothes." Zhu Xun Chuan put on the faded white T-shirt. Next Wednesday is the opening ceremony, and Xia Wan Ying, Su Mu Cheng, Jiang Yao, Fu Xing He, and Gu Qing Han will be meeting at the same venue. If he still wears this two-hundred-yuan outfit to greet these ladies, that's not being low-key, that's making a fool of himself.

With a billion yuan in assets, it's time to show them off.

After washing up, the two went downstairs and exited through the south gate of Kyoto University. Lin Yuan took out his phone and looked around for a shared electric bicycle.

Zhu Xun Chuan ignored him and walked straight to the roadside. He took out a car key from his pocket and pressed a button casually.

"Beep beep beep".

A pure black Porsche Panamera parked nearby had its hazard lights flashing. The sleek, ultra-sleek coupe body gleamed with a cold metallic sheen in the morning light.

Lin Yuan's phone slipped and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Holy crap." Lin Yuan swallowed hard, his hand trembling as he pointed at the Panamera. "Brother Chuan, you're driving a Panamera already? Confess honestly, did the beautiful girl next door buy it for you? This gigolo is way too good to be true!"

"If I were to live off a woman, I'd at least drive a Ferrari." Zhu Xun Chuan opened the driver's door, got in, and started the engine. "Get in, I'll take you to see something new."