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Power Up, Artist Yang!

At 24 years old, Yang Yujia is an unemployed art major, living off heavy debt and instant noodles. During a high-school reunion, Yujia gets drunk, does stupid things, and when she wakes up again, Yujia is no longer in the correct world, time-period, or body. Unfortunately, as a transmigrator, Yujia does not seem to have much luck either— instead of transmigrating with a set of stunning martial arts skills, knowledge that would aid her in troubling situations, or a position of royalty that would make her life much easier, Yujia is the fourth (illegitimate) daughter of a small merchant. And what skills does she have to help her survive this world? A pretty face, witty mouth, and useless artistic talent? Good enough. ... UPDATES: 4x per week WORDS PER CHAPTER: 700-2.5k Let's chat on discord! https://discord.gg/UrqESYT Donate to my Ko-Fi here! https://ko-fi.com/yaoyueyi Find more PUAY on Instagram! https://www.instagram.com/yuecubed/ A big thank you to my editor-- @Daoist04825311

yaoyueyi · 历史言情
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383 Chs

An Attempt of the Artist to Logically Work Through Things

When Yujia had parted from Zixu, she wandered down the streets, now mostly empty. 

She found herself walking until she ended up at the Bo Villa. She told herself that she wasn't going there. Bo Zhizhong had ended their friendship. He had cut her away, as if their relationship was nothing. As if she was nothing.

Yet still, she ended up where she was now, hesitantly standing in front of the tall, looming doors of the Bo Villa. 

She had inadvertently thought of him when Zixu brought up Three Inks Shop in their conversation before. She didn't want to think of him. But Yujia felt like she couldn't get over it, the fact that Bo Zhizhong would be cold enough to end all of their friendship like that. She still wanted to talk to him, at the very least, even for one last time, if that was what it was. 

A tentative knock on the Bo Villa's front door was met by a servant peering out.