MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat - Chapter 471 danger, extreme danger

Liu Sanniang was reborn. When she remembered her lonely end, she decided to get married in this life no matter what.She only wanted to marry an average scholar, but who knew that the tall and striking future general, Chu Yan, took an interest in her.The first time they met, she was too shy to look up at him.The second time they met, he sandwiched her against the wall and said, “Are you afraid of me?”The third time they met, he squatted down and said, “Come on, I’ll carry you.”***After meeting a few more times, he came to ask for her hand.However, he was at least two meters tall and muscular. She feared that he might squash her to death!Once they got married, Chu Yan strode over to her and ‘forcefully’ grabbed her hand, ready to pass his life savings to her. Yet, his delicate and beautiful bride fainted out of shock…Liu Sanniang then realized that being with her ‘scary’ husband meant living peaceful and leisurely days, so her eyes narrowed as she grinned.

The beauty and the taboo existing together.Unattainable and unacceptable.An existence only to be admired from afar.A hero of legends but a also a girl of tragedy.Shining like a star in the sky, all alone, forever…-But that’s too sad isn’t it?Our MC, an ordinary middle aged man, is an author that wrote books and after pouring 2 years of hard work in a book, his hardwork finally bore fruit as his book got the second prize in the regional awards.A fruit that he couldn't eat.Why?Because he along with hard work, he also poured his piss somewhere he shouldn't and died.Exactly how?Read the prologue, and you will find out~But of course, that's only the start, as the next time he woke up...He was in another world.

Lu Mingshu had never believed in fate.

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.