You're Just a Cold-Blooded Killer [Book Transmigration]

Song Lianyun had been trained as an assassin since childhood. The first rule of being an assassin was to obey orders; the second was to be cold and ruthless. Song Lianyun had always thought he was good at both, until the day he was sent to kill someone. The little girl on his assassination list saw him, her bright eyes wide, and ran over to give him a piece of candy. He couldn't bring himself to kill an innocent child. But the boss had sent more than one assassin. Song Lianyun took the little girl and ran for their lives, but in the end, they couldn't outrun the boss's men. Just before the bullets reached them, he shielded the little girl with his body. As his consciousness faded, Song Lianyun saw several police cars speeding toward them. When he opened his eyes again, Song Lianyun fell out of a tree and landed in front of a man dressed in magnificent brocade. "Shen Cang, prepare to die!" Song Lianyun saw someone dressed like an assassin from a period drama charging at the man in brocade. Acting on instinct, he pushed himself up from the ground and kicked the assassin until he was barely alive. Shen Cang raised an eyebrow. "Young hero, you're quite skilled." Song Lianyun stared at Shen Cang. Was this the melodramatic male lead from that melodramatic novel he'd read, the Regent of Da Qi whom the author had portrayed as a fiend of death? Yes, the cold-blooded assassin Song had a special hobby: reading melodramatic novels. A shou who loves melodrama: a cold-blooded assassin A gong who is neither melodramatic nor fearsome: a prince 2021.12.28 Coming soon: The Years I Spent Running a Nonhuman University Wen Ming graduated only to find himself unemployed. He tried a bunch of jobs and wasn't satisfied with any of them. Just before he packed up and went home to live off his parents, a job with an annual salary in the seven figures came looking for him: become a university president. There was just one catch: he had to build the university from scratch. And this university was for nonhumans. Including, but not limited to, demons, monsters, and ghosts. Wen Ming: "I think this job might be a little stressful." But the sponsor said the pay was no problem. And so the nonhuman university opened its doors. The students were sometimes disobedient, attacked Wen Ming as he went about his work as president, messed with the instructors, and even ate their classmates, but none of that was a big deal. Wen Ming kept the school running like clockwork. Later, someone interviewed Wen Ming and asked how he managed to keep a whole bunch of nonhumans in line. Wen Ming smiled. "I win them over with virtue (martial virtue), and persuade them with reason (force). After all, that's the guiding principle of our school." Theme: Be hardworking and brave, and strive constantly for self-improvement