Sweet Western Treasure

Bai Chuwei has lived for five thousand years, and after becoming an ancestor of all human beings, she descends the mountains and initiates the plot of a novel. 
A new female student is transferred into Henghua Secondary School Year 3. The young lady has bright eyes, white teeth, red lips and her appearance is similar to an immortal fairy. But unfortunately, she has Eighth-Grader Syndrome.
“The wealth of ten Duan Family added together does not even make up half of my combined wealth over the past five thousand years.”
“The first classic masterpiece of China? Oh I casually wrote that for fun two decades ago.”
“Scientific research isn’t comparable to flying in the skies with a sword. Today, this ancestor here shall teach everyone how to cultivate scientifically.”
The online lurkers reveal a snort of contempt and wait to see Bai Chuwei slapping herself in the face after acting so pretentiously. Eventually, the China Property Statistics Association reveals this particular information: The respected ancestor is the richest person in the world, owning the most number of gold mines, hundreds of islands, and countless property worldwide. 
China Writer’s Association: @Bai Chuwei, Respected ancestor, when will you continue updating your book after having stopped it for two centuries?

The Young Matriarch

After these incidents, Tong Qingyan found herself unconsciously growing closer to Xu Xingchen, and after having breakfast together, they returned to the university town and went to their respective schools.


The course load for freshmen wasn't light, and Tong Qingyan still had class that morning.


Unfortunately, the classroom for this particular class was right next to the archaeology department. Tong Qingyan, with a cold expression, went back to her dorm to grab her books and headed towards the classroom.


Along the way, she encountered students who pointed and whispered about her.


Tong Qingyan gripped her textbooks tightly, the veins on the back of her hand almost bursting out.


So stupid, do they really think Bai Chuwei is some sort of Immortal Teacher? She's simply a spokesperson for their team, at best a pretty vase!


Even though it was just a vase, Tong Qingyan couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy.


Chapter 620: Professor, Please Don't Disturb Me During Class