Xiang Wan let out a long sigh and slowly opened her eyes.

To be honest, she felt some resistance when she first accepted this memory. Although she had her favorite celebrities in her world, none had ever reached the level of the original owner's. She could understand ordinary liking and then following celebrities, but to reach the level of fanaticism was something she genuinely couldn't accept. These kinds of fanatical fans would do anything for their idols.

At first, Xiang Wan couldn't understand the extent of the original owner's love for Li Ying. But seeing what the original owner did later, Xiang Wan felt nothing but heartache. This silly girl, she liked something and did it, giving her all for her idol. Honestly, anyone who has such a good fan is incredibly lucky. But unfortunately, the idol she liked was the worst of the worst, and her manager was no better.

If this girl had met an idol who was very protective of his fans, would the ending have been different?

She felt sorry for the original owner of this body and utterly despised Li Ying and Zhou Ziqi. For fame and fortune, they were willing to ruin a young woman's life. Is this world truly an era where the wicked prosper and the good suffer?

Xiang Wan sensed the original owner's resentment. If there is an afterlife, she hopes the original owner will meet good people and live a peaceful and healthy life!

Xiang Wan got up again and found a mirror in the bedroom to examine the body's appearance. The original owner's face was actually quite attractive, and her figure was good too; it was just that her hair was a bit out of place. A pretty girl trying to imitate non-mainstream styles—without a proper image, not only would outsiders find it unbearable to look at, but even she herself couldn't bear to look at herself. The most urgent thing was to change her image first, otherwise Xiang Wan was afraid she'd be terrified to death by the person in the mirror when she got up at night.

The posters covering the walls also needed cleaning, but it was still night, and there wasn't time. Just tidying up the makeshift shelter left me exhausted. And I'm not just complaining, but the original owner's physique was exceptionally poor; even slight movements left her breathless, a severe lack of exercise. Perhaps this is a common phenomenon among high school students—they're unwilling to spend any time exercising for the sake of studying. For grades, they neglect their physical health.

After tidying herself up, Xiang Wan lay on the bed and began to look at the form that was supposedly for "benefits".

Name: Xiang Wan

Gender: None

Level: 1.510

intelligence:

charm:

force:

Skills: Ink painting, Xuanyuan medical techniques

After traversing an entire world, her level has only increased by half a level. Is this some kind of game that'll never reach the maximum level? Intelligence and Charm have only increased by 2 or 3 points, and her skills haven't budgeed at all. Xiang Wan is utterly bewildered: her learning ability is supposed to be good, so why haven't she gained any skills?

"Well, given that someone in the last world used the so-called 'borrowing strength to fight back' and still wanted to accumulate more attribute points, that's either wishful thinking or pure luck. Therefore, this system still suggests that the host should do it personally."

The system's lazy attitude left Xiang Wan speechless.

"If that's the case, why didn't you say so earlier? My level increases slowly, but you, a system, can get ahead? Don't forget, you still need me to harvest energy."

Speaking of this, Xiang Wan remembered, "Where's the reward? Hurry up and bring it here, don't let things get delayed, this host still has a big plan to implement."

"What plan?"

"Want to know?"

"Hehe, I'll tell you when I wake up."

Xiang Wan closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, and no matter how the system called out to her, it couldn't wake her up.

It's not that I'm sleepy in the evening, it's just that I'm too tired. It's a struggle to stay awake for even a little while.

At this point, 007 proved to be quite reliable, decisively sending his soul into the depths of Xiang Wan's soul before silently disappearing.

As dawn broke, Xiang Wan woke up on time, feeling refreshed. With half an hour to spare before school, she washed up, grabbed her schoolbag and some money, bought breakfast, and headed to the school gate.

"Hey, which school do you go to? I've never seen you before, you must have come to the wrong place."

With only a few minutes left before class, Xiang Wan was stopped by the school security guard at the gate. She really wanted to kneel down and beg the original owner's name: why did she dress up in such an unconventional style? Now that she's back to normal, no one recognizes her.

Xiang Wan took out her student ID and spoke for a while before being let in. Just as she sat down at her desk, the bell rang.

For several classes in a row, the teachers kept glancing at Wan, intentionally or unintentionally. The sudden change was bound to attract attention. Apart from the homeroom teacher, the other teachers assumed a new student had joined the class, and she seemed quite attentive in class.

Actually, Xiang Wan felt a little nostalgic about returning to the classroom. Back in high school, all she remembered was doing practice tests, reading books, and living a monotonous life, so much so that she had almost completely forgotten her high school memories after starting work.

She couldn't remember the names of the books she studied in school, only a general range, such as Chinese, math, and biology. She also couldn't remember which dormitory she lived in, who her roommates were, or how her life at school actually went; she only vaguely remembered that she had attended high school. Sometimes she wondered why, as if her high school days had vanished from her memory out of thin air.

Sitting in the bright classroom, with the teacher's voice, the sound of students turning pages, and the chirping of cicadas outside the window, she suddenly felt that her youth was a time of peace and tranquility.

Xiang Wan looked at the tree shadows outside the window, swaying gently in the breeze in the quiet corridor, the soft rustling sound wafting over her. Accompanied by the occasional loud reprimands from the teacher, she couldn't help but close her eyes and smile.

With a "thud," something was thrown and hit Xiang Wan on the forehead.

"Hey you over there, what are you looking out the window for? Is the scenery outside the window more interesting than the teacher's explanation? Many people want to go to this school but can't get in. Since you've got such a good learning opportunity, cherish it and strive to get into a good university. Don't waste time on trivial things. You'll understand later that what I'm saying is for your own good."

The teacher on the stage gave her earnest advice, and Xiang Wan quickly stood up and nodded in response, "Yes, the teacher is right."

Seeing that she had a good attitude in admitting her mistake, the teacher didn't say anything more and gestured for her to sit down and listen to the lesson.

However, once she sat down, many people's attention was drawn to her.

In this classroom filled with books, no one usually pays special attention to any one person; at most, they're familiar with the rest of the class. This time, however, a fresh-faced and pretty female classmate suddenly appeared, responding sweetly and obediently. She seemed to radiate light without doing anything, automatically attracting the attention of many classmates.