The Ultimate All-Rounder Student
[Blazing new bestseller, streaming live…] Struggling senior high student Chen Yufeng acquires the Divine Board, and from that moment, soars to unimaginable heights! The college entrance exam? I’m possessed by the Spirit of Learning. You have an e-commerce empire? I’ll summon the spirit of a god-tier hacker to bring you down. You’re a cultivator of immense power? I’ll channel the God of War—tell me, aren’t you scared? Invisibility, x-ray vision, telekinesis… I swap out supernatural abilities as I please. Divine Realm Red Packet Group, Immortal Cultivation Chat Group, Goddess Alliance Group… Should I be the leader of them all? The Divine Board Mall contains everything under the sun—anything can be exchanged, provided you have enough reward points! Ways to earn reward points: do good deeds, be a hero, show off and slap faces, flirt with beauties… Author’s custom tags: lighthearted, system-based, student life.
The Ultimate All-Rounder Student
"Three seconds to reach the pinnacle of life, to have people praise you, worship you, curry favor with you—do you want it?"
Chen Yufeng was lying in bed, fiddling with his phone, when the screen suddenly went black, and then a line of glaring red characters appeared.
I want your nonsense—who has so much free time for this?
Thinking it was just some prank from a bored friend, Chen Yufeng couldn’t be bothered, tossed the phone onto the bed, leaned against the headboard, and lit a Red Pagoda Mountain cigarette.
Amidst the swirling smoke, his mind drifted back to the miserable scene that had just unfolded.
He’d just left the internet café, only to witness the class beauty, Qin Ning, being harassed by two punks with dyed hair. Qin Ning spotted Chen Yufeng and cried out to him in desperation:
"Help me!"
After all, they were classmates—how could he stand by and do nothing? Chen Yufeng, acting on impulse, rushed over and took on the two punks.
In the end, after a fierce scuffle, he managed to scare them off with a reckless bravado. Of course, he himself was beaten black and blue, taking more than a few blows.
It still hurt like hell.
Chen Yufeng had expected Qin Ning to thank him, maybe invite him out for some skewers.
But she had no such intention, didn’t even say thank you, didn’t look him in the eye—just coldly handed him two hundred yuan.
He refused to take it.
"Too little, huh? Here’s another three hundred, five hundred total—take it, and don’t expect anything
