Chapter 21 (V 10,000 words)

Two hours ago, in the virtual space before officially transmigrating into the book.

Luo Jiayu held his chin with his hand, the original novel given to him by the system spread out on his lap. After lazily flipping through it, he closed the book again and pointed at the fancy cover with two lines of golden characters printed on it: "The Counterattack: Shining C Position - The Domineering Prince Falls in Love with Me", and made a sharp comment.

"Rubbish."

The system that had chosen him as its host was a woman whose age couldn't be determined by her voice alone. After hearing Luo Jiayu's outburst, she coughed twice and said, "Watch your words, host."

"As for the things I did," Luo Jiayu said, "I mocked the protagonist in front of the camera, gave him a chance to show off, led the bullying and then got slapped in the face, and even forcibly took the protagonist's bottom position to make their relationship deeper. Am I a villain? I'm just an unlucky person who works for nothing. The protagonist top position should pay me."

"Well, that's a good point," the system said perfunctorily. "But being hit by a truck is a very devastating way to die, both physically and mentally. If you go on strike, we will immediately send you back to the real world. I don't think you, the host, want to experience that feeling again."

"I've been wanting to ask this for a long time." Luo Jiayu narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "I was clearly skateboarding on the street. What delivery company's truck was driving like an off-road racer, turning 180 degrees and drifting 30 meters just to get me?"

The driver's driving skills were so superb that he was still sighing in admiration the second before he was hit head-on and killed.

The system made a "hmm" sound, and as if to cover up something, it touched its nose guiltily, but soon returned to its elegant and calm mature female voice:

"It's possible that your comprehensive abilities and attributes are so outstanding that the Book Transmigrating Bureau has designated you as a key recruitment target. Therefore, they're using unconventional methods to attract you to join our family of book transmigraters. This is also a reflection of your personal charm."

"Okay, you've praised me so well. So, should you say next that your director actually has a crush on me too?" Luo Jiayu leaned against the wall and started to act in a way that was as flattering as he was best at.

"I didn't mean to say that." The system denied it flatly.

"It's okay. I know most breathing creatures would easily fall in love with me. It's human nature to have a crush on me. There's nothing to be embarrassed about."

The system raised an eyebrow: "Are you pushing me again?"

Luo Jiayu threw the Mary Sue novel he was holding onto the virtual electronic floor and stood up gracefully, causing the hem of his black windbreaker to flutter behind him. "Let's start wearing books."

"Don't worry."

The system had just secretly observed the unfortunate child's reading speed. He could barely read ten lines at a glance. One second he was reading the first page about the protagonist's first encounter with the top and bottom, and the next second he had already jumped to the crematorium of the second pursuit of his wife. How could he read carefully at such a rapid pace? "Let me give you a general overview of the plot first."

Luo Jiayu sighed, "It's obvious that some geniuses who can memorize ten lines at a time can read a stupid Mary Sue entertainment novel in just half an hour. For example, this one in front of you..."

"Shut up."

"oh."

The system ignored the peacock standing opposite it, which was automatically spreading its feathers 24 hours a day. It modified the gravity mode code to suspend the book on the floor again, flew in front of Luo Jiayu, and planned to explain it page by page.

However, just before it started explaining, it suddenly grabbed its head in a frantic manner, with a look of pain on its face.

Ahhhh, why did I choose such a thing as my host? Am I blind? What was I thinking at that time? Ahhhhhh!

"I can hear you." Luo Jiayu interjected calmly.

The system ignored his words.

After the seizure, the system returned to its previous elegant female image and continued speaking in its cold, objective and rational voice:

"First, the protagonists' basic information. Wei Ziyu, the protagonist of the novel, is currently the most popular person on 'Top Trainee', the heir to a wealthy family, and also the well-known prince of the Beijing circle..."

"Prince?" Luo Jiayu raised his eyebrows.

"Prince."

"Prince?"

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Luo Jiayu propped up his chin with his hand and looked at the character relationship diagram drawn by the system teacher on the electronic screen in front of him. "Continue."

Prince?

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile that didn't reach his eyes, in other words, it was just a fake smile.

Oh.

"...Then there's the protagonist of the novel, Jiang Chenglu, who is childhood sweethearts with Wei Ziyu. His mother is seriously ill, his father is an alcoholic and a gambler, his family is 30 million in debt, and he has a younger sister who is still in school and needs him to support her once he makes his debut..."

Luo Jiayu narrowed his eyes: "Isn't this a configuration that only character 0 in Korean comics has?"

"...What have you read before?" The system was puzzled.

Looking at the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, it turns out he smokes and drinks in private.

Luo Jiayu remained calm, "I don't have a seriously ill mother or a bankrupt father, but I do have a sister who's in school and reads BL novels every day. She shares her thoughts with me and even writes BL fan fiction based on me."

"…Who did she pull you and?"

“Is that the point?”

The system discovered it seemed to have been led astray by its host. It was over. The idiot virus was contagious.

It shook its head, took another breath, and returned to the topic that Luo Jiayu had just digressed on.

"And your character is the most vicious male supporting character in the entire book. Early on, he fell in love with the protagonist, but couldn't get his love. Later, his love turned to hatred and he began to constantly target and frame the protagonist, hindering their relationship. Several times in the crematorium were caused by you..."

Luo Jiayu interrupted the system: "In which round did I die?"

"You were the super villain boss, and your dark secrets weren't revealed until the finals night, so you died relatively late." The system flipped through the book. "But since we've become book travelers, we definitely won't follow the original ending, so this plot point is irrelevant."

"As for your character design..." The system organized its language, choosing a series of concise and clear parallel sentences. "It's probably like this: the Crown Prince is deeply affectionate and loyal, while you are heartless and dissolute; the Crown Prince appears cold but is warm-hearted, while you are inherently vicious and antisocial; the Crown Prince is clever, brave, and strategic, while you are explosive and calculating..."

"In short, your role is to contrast and highlight the protagonist's role."

"This is called the Vicious Villain Control Group," Luo Jiayu said. "I saw this term in a novel I read before."

"Are you sure your sister forced you to read those things instead of you secretly reading them on your own initiative?"

"Is this the point?" Luo Jiayu remained motionless.

The system looks innocent.

"Let me think about if there's anything else I want to tell you... Oh, by the way, you also had an ex-boyfriend in the novel."

"who?"

The system narrowed its eyes and said, "Aren't you a genius who can memorize ten lines at a time and thoroughly read a stupid Mary Sue entertainment novel in just half an hour?"

"The prefix is a bit long." Luo Jiayu remained calm. "It's well known that geniuses only focus their attention on the most valuable things. There's no need for me to remember these original plots that I'm destined to break and reshape and sublimate."

The system covered its forehead and uttered a "tsk" sound, doubting its life. "You've grown up without ever being beaten. It's a miracle."

"That's getting off topic. Who is my ex-boyfriend?"

"Let me see..." The system flipped the page back. "It's a character set up as the protagonist's control group. His name is Bai Yu. He plays the scheming, white lotus type. His relationship with you... is quite inseparable. Mainly because he can't stop thinking about you after breaking up and really wants to get back with you."

Luo Jiayu narrowed his eyes and knitted his brows as if he had heard something unlucky: "What does he look like? I'll try to avoid him when I breathe."

"I can't show it to you now. You can only identify it yourself after you enter the book."

"Okay, so what is it about me that he keeps wanting to get back together with me? My great looks, my outstanding abilities, or my noble character?"

"Neither. He wants you to have someone behind you and look rich."

The system had gradually become accustomed to Luo Jiayu's shameless way of speaking, which showed no regard for the lives of others, and simply ignored the second half of his self-promotion.

"Of course, this is actually a misunderstanding. In fact, you don't have any money, and you are even very poor."

Luo Jiayu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, as if he had heard something out of the blue. "What? I'm a poor bastard? That's impossible."

"Why are you so excited?" the system gave him a strange look. "In a world of old, cheesy novels where all the important characters are either billion-dollar debtors or heirs to wealthy families, isn't it normal to be a pauper?"

Luo Jiayu opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, his whole body suddenly twisted into a vortex. The last words he heard before losing consciousness were the system's chatter.

"Damn it, I've been talking to you for way too long, and time's up before I even finish introducing you... Forget it, I'll just put you in the book first."

So the next second, as soon as his vision cleared up, he saw himself standing in the waiting room of the Dinglian studio.

From a distance outside, he heard the host introducing his entrance speech. He leisurely put his hands into the pockets of his windbreaker, casually pulled out a pair of sunglasses, put them on his face, looked at the translucent reflective floor, and was quite satisfied.

Good, very handsome, enough to charm thousands of girls, boys too.

Then he heard the host introduce the name of the show he was about to perform. Well, although he had never heard of it, he was born to live as a freestyler. There was nothing that a cool impromptu performance could not solve. If there was, then he would do another one.

Everything is ready, everything is perfect, and the protagonist appears.

"...We currently have fifty system coins in our pockets as a base fund." The system clutched its head, feeling a bit shaky. "Coins are valuable, but if you don't know how to act, you can spend some money and buy a one-second quick-learning gift pack in the mall."

Otherwise, if they mess up the performance and fail to earn even the first round of popularity votes, they will have to pack up and leave the camp.

Why should we spend that money? Luo Jiayu raised an eyebrow, obviously disagreeing with the system's reasonable proposal.

It’s just a small matter, watch me blow it up.

system:"……"

Confidence is a good thing. Why can't it be as confident as him?

Then, after the huge electronic screen serving as the background suddenly lit up, a handsome man with a standing collar in a windbreaker and a stern face stepped briskly onto the dazzling stage.

This stride exuded the momentum of walking on the flower path or the red carpet, as if the spotlights falling on her head were not the spotlights, but the gold foil and confetti of her debut night.

It attracted everyone's attention and captured the attention of all the trainees in the audience.

Especially Fu Hansong, who was sitting in the front row with an unhappy look on his face.

He looked in shock at the outstanding figure on the stage that seemed too tall and straight, and couldn't believe his eyes several times.

——How could someone look more handsome than him when wearing sunglasses?

This is absolutely impossible!

The field of vision when standing on the stage is broad, but the various lightings are dazzling. Luo Jiayu's eyes behind his sunglasses followed Chu Yu's steps all the way over. After seeing that people sat back in their seats and watched his performance, he withdrew his gaze and started tonight's cool and stylish Luo show time.

He first tapped his feet a few times to the beat of the accompaniment drums, and was not in a hurry to speak. After becoming familiar with the rhythm, he quickly found the best entry point and smoothly began his first and last impromptu rap of the night.

The background music has a simple rhythm, and besides rhyming and hitting the right notes, he also finds time to show off his skills. He even improvised a dance while rapping. After the song ended, his eyes quickly swept over every audience member in the audience. Great, no one noticed anything unusual.

Just kidding, when he was studying abroad, he participated in underground rap competitions and even won the local champion in a battle. This little scene in front of him is not worth mentioning.

The only difficulty was that he wrote too many pure English diss all day long, which made it difficult for him to think of a Chinese word without any swear words or curse words.

The system was the most aware of all the dirty thoughts that had slipped through his mind during his performance, and calmly reminded him: "Your quality needs to be improved."

Luo Jiayu remained calm upon hearing this, with a slight smile on his lips.

His quality is unknown, but he becomes stronger when facing a strong opponent.

Raise your hands, face forward, and bow gracefully.

Later, the program team only kept a separate edit of his first stage performance. The barrage of comments was unsurprisingly fierce in its reaction to this new trainee, with most of them rejecting his sudden appearance. The barrage of comments quickly became a mess.

[Are you dropping in at this hour? The theme song MV has already been recorded. The production crew must be crazy!]

[Hey, what company paid for this royal family? ]

[Aren’t you afraid of losing all your money if you buy a debut position at this point?]

Does anyone remember the trainee-grabbing celebrity resources incident two years ago? Sure enough, the internet has no memory.

Why choose this kind of person?

[I'm really impressed that the production team can't plan and let the fans plan it]

[I dare say, if a public figure who came out so late can be ranked in the top ten in popularity, it must be the Iron Emperor]

[Can you please stop spreading rumors? I've been a fan of Luo for three years. He was originally on the company's debut list this year. He is clearly sacrificing himself to help the production team.]

[Don't spread rumors +1, it takes only one mouth to refute rumors]

[Sorry, I can guarantee that Luo is the one that Mu Qiang likes. There is no reason not to be a fan of this top trainee with both strength and looks.]

[And based on the strength of this debut stage, can you even call them "royal family"? ]

[You're always talking about royalty, royals. Does that mean everyone else is a royalty except you? And you're already talking about it before the popularity poll is even out.]

In addition to these quarreling comments, Luo Jiayu also unexpectedly gained a lot of popularity and new fans with this performance.

[Top Training 2 Cold-Faced Handsome Guy Adds One]

[I feel like he is taking the iceberg cool guy route again]

This stage is so explosive!

[I can’t criticize this one, this one looks like my husband, this one is so handsome]

I feel like he has a very unique, domineering aura, especially when he walks.

[This is to compete with the Crown Prince and the Prince, and it just so happens that this guy also seems to be focusing on rap and dance]

Didn’t you see the huge label of Almighty ACE?

Isn't ACE a synonym for being well-balanced these days?

[But my strength is beyond words.]

【Rap fans expressed that they were very happy】

[Luo Jiayu, you are so handsome. I am your dog.]

After the recording was over, Luo Jiayu immediately left the stage and walked quickly towards the familiar figure.

Chu Yu seemed to have not yet recovered from the shock of his childhood friend suddenly falling from the sky. He stared blankly at him walking towards him, and his inner voice broadcast unconsciously sounded above his head.

[Alive, it's alive, right? ]

"..." Luo Jiayu's mouth twitched. Now he was sure that he was not hallucinating on the stage just now. After all, he said it himself that he could recognize this half-dead voice even if it was burned to ashes.

"You learned ventriloquism?"

"Ah?" Chu Yu looked at him in confusion.

"Your..." Luo Jiayu originally wanted to ask "Why can your mental activities be expressed outwardly", but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found that he could not make a sound. Under Chu Yu's puzzled gaze, he tried several times, but failed every time.

Oh my god? There’s also a fully automatic, indiscriminate sealing system?

He noticed that many eyes were focused on him. He looked around and seemed to read the same sentence in the complicated gazes of those trainees:

Are you stupid? This is a public secret that cannot be told.

Also, why do the resumes of the two people in front of me seem to have nothing in common, but when they meet each other, their expressions are as familiar as if they have been sworn brothers for eight generations?

"Tsk." If you can't say it, then don't say it. Luo Jiayu looked at the person in front of him again, and couldn't help but grinning an extremely brilliant smile. He suddenly reached out and rubbed the head that was slightly lower than his own by half a head.

"How long has it been since you..."

"A Luo." A delicate and shy voice called out beside him. The voice was so soft that it could give goose bumps to the person being called within two seconds.

Luo Jiayu blinked, turned his head expressionlessly, and avoided Bai Yu who was trying to get closer to his arms.

Don't get close to me.

Bai Yu obviously didn't care about his resistance. She continued to lower her head and blush shyly, "A Luo, I have something to talk to you about. Let's go to the small lounge over there to talk."

Having said that, he didn't care whether Luo Jiayu agreed or not, he pulled the man's arm and walked straight to the other side. Luo Jiayu saw that he was taking small and graceful steps, and he looked as fragile as Lin Daiyu, so he struggled violently, but the other party's strength instantly became like Lu Zhishen uprooting a weeping willow, and the force was so great that he couldn't move.

“…”

He turned around to look at Chu Yu and said simply, "Wait for me."

Chu Yu blinked, then nodded, just like she did every time she waited for him to go home after evening self-study.

Luo Jiayu was satisfied. After following Bai Yu into the empty small lounge, he watched as Bai Yu carefully closed the door. Then, with a look of surprise on his face, he turned around and threw himself into his arms: "A Luo, you really came——"

Luo Jiayu quickly and leisurely withdrew, leaving the attacker empty-handed.

Now even a fool could see that the sweet and talkative masculine beauty in front of him was his cheap ex-boyfriend in the original book. He didn't like his handsome face and good figure, nor did he care about his outstanding IQ and good character, but only loved his money.

Tasteless stuff.

"A Luo..." Bai Yu raised his head and looked at him pitifully, "Have you not forgiven me for what I did before?"

Seeing that the other party was silent and kept his head down with his hands in his pockets, he pressed on with all his might, "I know I made you angry. I shouldn't have secretly gone to the drinking party to meet someone else without your knowledge... But, but I was also forced to do it. He threatened me at the time..."

Luo Jiayu had been groping in his pockets for a long time and finally got what he wanted. Too lazy to listen to what others were saying, he slowly took out two tea bags from his left and right pockets respectively, Biluochun Tieguanyin in his left hand and Bai Mudan in his right hand. He then handed the remaining blank tea bag without a label to Bai Yu.

In the middle of the four tea bags was Luo Jiayu's handsome face, which was motionless, but looked a little sick the longer you looked at it. "How about writing your name on it?"

Bai Yu was shocked and angry, secretly cursing who was the psychopath who went out with two bags of tea bags. His face was trembling and he looked like he was about to cry as he said pitifully, "A Luo, I'm not..."

Luo Jiayu's patience ran out. He raised his eyebrows and glared at the man, then kicked his leg against the wall. The noise made the man take two steps back in fear.

The nearly 1.9-meter-tall man looked incredibly fierce when he put on a cold expression. Furthermore, he already looked fierce. His eyes narrowed like some giant jungle beast threatening to invade its territory. "Go away! Don't bother me anymore."

Bai Yu trembled under his glare. With tears in her eyes, she turned around and prepared to open the door and leave. However, just as she lifted her left foot, she heard the person behind her say in a dangerous and leisurely tone, "Take the right foot. Left means radical. Are you calling me radical?"

Bai Yu: "..."

He endured the humiliation and changed his right foot.

Neuropathy!

As soon as he went out, he cursed in his heart, saying that he was so arrogant just because he had a few coins. If he came to him again, he would be a dog!

"You're crazy!"

As soon as Bai Yu left, the system covered its head in despair. Then, tearfully, it poked Luo Jiayu's head, who was plastering the wall with a tissue.

"Fifty yuan of system currency, and you've just spent it all! I asked you to buy a quick-fix pack, but you said it was a waste of money. And you ended up spending it on tea bags just to show off! Tea bags!"

The more the system spoke, the angrier it became, the more it felt like crying. Its heart was silently bleeding for the precious currency that had been completely wasted, and its accusations became increasingly shrill: "You prodigal son!"

Luo Jiayu, who had just successfully acted cool, was left dizzy by the system's One Finger Yang. He threw the used tissue into the trash can. When he heard the other party scold him, "You bought this for nothing," he still protested, "No, why is it useless?"

"If showing off isn't considered a purpose, then what else can these two bags of tea bags do?" the system gritted its teeth.

"Drink it." Luo Jiayu said in a matter-of-fact tone.

The system fell silent.

After a moment, its tone returned to sincerity and calmness: "Thank you, if you hadn't told me, I would have been kept in the dark."

"You're welcome, Mr. Drummer." Luo Jiayu agreed very happily. After finishing the task, he touched his head and walked out of the room unsteadily, looking around outside the door.

"Where's Chu Yu? Ask him to come over for tea later."

The system took a deep breath and kept repeating to itself to adjust its mindset.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's okay, I chose this host myself, no matter what I experienced here, it's what I deserve... Ahhhhhh why did it think Luo Jiayu rapping to the trash can was so handsome! Is it blind?

-

"You said Luo Jiayu's nickname is also Prince?"

Meanwhile, in another lounge nearby, Chu Yu leaned back on the sofa, listening to the system's questions while drinking mineral water and nodding lazily, "It's just what we called it in our small circle. Everyone called it that at the time."

That's why he was so impressed when he heard people around him talking about the word "Prince" while waiting to record his talent vlog.

"But he's not the prince of the Beijing circle." Chu Yu blinked, then couldn't help but smile, "He's the prince of the Zhejiang circle."

The first thing I did after getting my driver’s license at the age of 18 was to drive to deliver goods to my family’s factory.

When I was in high school, I was obsessed with studying for the Zhejiang College Entrance Examination. I studied so hard that every day after evening study, I would eat the pancakes Chu Yu bought for me while crying bitterly, saying that I would not be able to get into the double first-class universities in the province.

"So he later chose to study in the United States because he didn't reach the score line for the Double First-Class University in the end?" the system asked curiously.

Before Chu Yu could reply, the door to the lounge was flung open, revealing Luo Jiayu's handsome face and the teacup and kettle he had just picked up from somewhere else.

"I took it once. I remember I scored over 600 on the mock exam before I transferred to the study abroad program."

After he finished speaking, Luo Jiayu paused and frowned, because it was really inconvenient to speak with two tea bags in his mouth: "Would you like some tea?"

Chu Yu lay on the sofa, turning the mineral water bottle in her hand calmly and lovingly:

"I don't drink tea, for fear it will make my life more bitter."

"Isn't it good that you scored over 600 points? Why did you suddenly change classes?" As a former teacher, Chu Yu's system becomes excited when it comes to studying things related to the college entrance examination. His eyes lit up when he heard the words "over 600 points".

Luo Jiayu had already started making tea. He stubbornly took the tea bag out of his mouth, stubbornly poured hot water, stubbornly made two cups, then walked over with the cup and continued to answer Chu Yu's questions.

"I didn't want to go abroad originally, but my dad said that if I could get into a 211 university, I wouldn't force it. So I studied hard for a whole year, and finally I finally got into the 211 university that our school had set at the time—"

Luo Jiayu handed the lightest-tasting white peony to Chu Yu. After being rejected, he curled his lips and said, "It's not bitter. My life is not as bitter as yours."

Chu Yu rolled her eyes, but finally accepted it under Luo Jiayu's persistent harassment and listened to him continue to recount the past events that they both knew.

"—Then my dad changed his mind and said he wouldn't force me if I wanted to get into a 211 university in the province." Luo Jiayu said expressionlessly, "The minimum admission score for the only 211 university in our province last year was over 660 points."

Sometimes being mean is really a gene that is passed down from generation to generation.

So in the end they had to pack up and fly to the other side of the Atlantic.

"So why didn't you want to go abroad?" Chu Yu lowered his head and slowly shook the tea leaves in the cup, but he refused to drink them, stubbornly protecting his own destiny from being contaminated.

Luo Jiayu glanced at him.

"To stay by your side, I'm asking even though I already know the answer."

After saying this, he put on a provocative smile and continued rubbing his head, which had been interrupted by Bai Yu. He then went through the familiar routine of denouncing someone after a long separation. His voice was low, but the corners of his mouth were raised:

"You're so arrogant. I didn't reply to the holiday greetings I sent you on New Year's Day until May Day."

Chu Yu didn't expect that he still remembered this grudge. He immediately lowered his head and dared not look up. He said guiltily, "It's the time difference."

"Heh." Luo Jiayu sneered, "You're half a year ahead of me in Earth's version, even though we're two hundred degrees of longitude apart, right?"

Seeing that he couldn't fool her, he raised his head and gave a smile that was a little apologetic but not too much, as if he knew he was wrong but would not change: "I am just like this, please bear with me."

"Aren't you burdened enough?" Luo Jiayu said as he leisurely brought the freshly brewed tea to his lips, and then he hissed at the heat the next second.

"Stupid dog." The system, which had been silent all this time, suddenly popped up at this moment, gave a precise and cold evaluation, and then continued to shrink back.

The person who was unexpectedly scolded: "..."

After the system said this, neither of them spoke again. The silence lasted for a while. Luo Jiayu put down his teacup, chose to break the silence, and opened his arms to the person on the sofa: "How about going through the basic process?"

"Don't you miss me?" Luo Jiayu narrowed his eyes after saying this.

Chu Yu curled the corners of his mouth, obviously accustomed to and extremely disgusted by his good brother's sudden embrace. He muttered that it was so corny, but still stood up and responded.

Luo Jiayu felt the familiar warmth of the person in his arms, feeling a surge of emotion for a moment. However, the next second, his shoulder was patted roughly, followed by Chu Yu's fatherly voice: "Hey, you've grown up."

"..." He narrowed his eyes, "Can't you have just one minute a day where you don't want to take advantage of me?"

Chu Yu continued to pat his back lovingly: "Your name was written in the father column on the survey form I took in my freshman year of high school. Let's not say anything bad about each other."

When I first entered high school, the school's mental health office gave each student a mental health assessment form. It included questions about family environment and parent-child relationships. At the end of the topic, there were three lines of text written on it:

If you think you have problems getting along with your parents, you can leave your father or mother's name and contact information and we will communicate on your behalf.

He went to the toilet for a while and came back to find that the form had been filled out. Every question such as "Are your parents good to you?" and "What do you think of your parents?" was marked with full marks. At the end of the horizontal line was a string of extremely awkward and flamboyant handwriting. It was very difficult for him to recognize them one by one, but only Luo Jiayu could write such ugly words.

Father's name: Luo Jiayu

Phone number: 18XXXXXXXX3

Note: My dad is very handsome and I love him very much. I give you his contact information so that you can exchange excellent parenting experiences with him, and by the way, hold a high-level expert education public lecture with him as the main speaker. I can guarantee that no one understands parent-child communication better than him.

“…” Chu Yu squinted his eyes, holding the thin research paper up to the light and reading it over and over again, muttering in disbelief, “I can actually understand this?”

This crappy text would have been decoded by the military as an encrypted document in World War II.

He actually understood it, if this is not love.

Finally, having admired enough, he calmly turned around and looked at Luo Jiayu, who was sitting at the table behind him, boredly building blocks with all kinds of colorful markers while smiling at him with bright eyes. He slammed the research paper on the block tower and roared, "Are you sick?"

"..." Luo Jiayu lowered his eyes and looked at the pile of markers scattered on the table, which had returned to the pre-liberation era. He said, "Tsk," and said, "I've only been working on it for eight minutes."

The memory went back to the present. The person holding him clearly had no intention of repenting. He even had the leisure to mutter, "It's a pity that they haven't called me until now. What a pity."

Chu Yu gritted his teeth and punched his shoulder.

It is very obvious that the two are now in a long-term conjugate father-son relationship, and no one can blame the other, because they are basically equally childish.

"The two of you have such a good relationship." The system in Chu Yu's mind was like a parent who saw his child make his first friend, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes and a loving tone in his voice.

He was halfway relieved when he frowned and suddenly realized that something was wrong: "No, Luo Jiayu is obviously not my host, how can he hear what I say?"

"Your reaction time is too long." At this moment, the system that had been coiled in Luo Jiayu's brain opened its mouth lazily, and as soon as it spoke, it knew that it was an old acquaintance.

"Are you stupid, Lao Zhao?"

Chu Yu System's eyes instantly widened like bells.

He would recognize this sarcastic tone even if it were burned to ashes.

When you meet employees sent by the same superior in the same world, the internal communication voices among colleagues can be shared, which is equivalent to a portable private group.

So when Luo Jiayu's system called Luo Jiayu a stupid dog just now, Chu Yu also heard it and blinked in agreement.

"Why is it you!" Chu Yu System became increasingly excited.

"My competitor is me, aren't you satisfied?"

"Why did you come to this world?" Teacher Zhao said this, as if realizing something. "Did you choose this child?"

"You were there when I was secretly observing in the garbage dump that day?!"

"..." Chu Yu pursed his lips after hearing this, raised his eyes and imagined the scene at that time.

The two balls of light squatted side by side, watching with serious faces as they watched themselves and Luo Jiayu each occupy a recycling bin and act crazy with passion. From time to time, they wrote something on their electronic notebooks and nodded with satisfaction.

It's over. I can't breathe.

Luo Jiayu was quick to catch the staggering Chu Yu and asked, "What's wrong? Did you kill yourself again?"

"Why can't I even remember the song I sang at that time, but the expired social dead still finds me?" Chu Yu was barely breathing.

Luo Jiayu raised an eyebrow: "I remember you sang Drunken Butterfly at that time."

Chu Yu shook his hand off and said, "Get lost. I can't sing this."

"Isn't this something I still remember?"

Over there, the two systems seemed to be arguing fiercely, and the chattering and cursing was almost enough to overturn the ceiling.

"Tasteless stuff!"

"Who are you calling tasteless?"

"You picked a kid who likes to swear and tricked him into signing a forced labor contract! This is not in line with the core values and moral sentiments of our Chuan Shu Store!"

"You bring a socially anxious idiot to the talent show camp and play 007 every day. Do you think you have morals, sentiments, and core values?"

"How dare you scold my host?!"

"What's wrong with just scolding your family? Who told you to scold my family too?"

“Tasteless!”

"You're even more tasteless!"

"Ms. Ganlin!"

"Fuck!"

The argument got so intense that the two systems at the back gave each other the middle finger through the electronic screen, and even swear words from their hometown were uttered.

"Why are you scolding me? The child is still here." Luo Jiayu was just like the old man who tried to stop the quarrel between two aunties on the bus, and he covered Chu Yu's ears with his hands.

"?" Chu Yu's naive face seemed to reveal the pure stupidity that was unique to his age. He turned around and looked at Luo Jiayu's motionless face. "Those rap lyrics you sent me when you were in the underground were even dirtier than this."

Luo Jiayu had been able to live like this since he was a child, and he had long since developed a thick skin. He didn't even blush: "Really? I don't remember."

The two people's systems were tired of arguing, so they each erected a shielding code wall to temporarily cease fighting. One of them sat against the wall and squatted, sulking. When he looked up, he saw his two silly sons still hugging each other.

This basic process is endless, right?

"So how did you suddenly come through here?" Chu Yu narrowed his eyes, his tone strangely certain. "Were you also killed by that van?"

"..." Luo Jiayu also narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "Have you ever seen a van drifting across the entire Atlantic Ocean just to create a new world for me?"

"That's right." Chu Yu thought thoughtfully, "That's pure coincidence."

"We are in sync." Luo Jiayu smiled and raised his hand.

"Father and son are connected." Chu Yu clapped his hands familiarly.

Luo Jiayu's system had been quietly squatting in a corner, rolling its eyes and shutting itself off. Halfway through, a new program popped up on the interface, so she poked its new host's head and said, "Hey, the higher-ups have sent us the book-traveling quest cards. Hurry up and pick one at random."

Teacher Zhao shook his head in disapproval. "There wasn't even a warm and thoughtful explanation. With such a cold and dry attitude, which host would be willing to be bound to you for a long time?"

Luo Jiayu's system rolled its eyes almost to the sky: "I don't remember seeing you take the kindergarten teacher exam when I was alive. How come you smell like a baby so strongly after not seeing you for half a year?"

"You keep scolding me!"

Luo Jiayu nonchalantly opened the random selection program in his mind: "Mission card? Since I've already traveled through the book, shouldn't I just be the only protagonist?"

Chu Yu had already slumped back down on the sofa. His expression remained unchanged when he heard the words, but he felt as if he had been suddenly slapped in the face while walking down the street.

So he said to Teacher Zhao in a negotiating tone, "After he draws the surprise box, can I exchange my card with his?"

"The system program cannot provide this kind of service yet. But I believe in you. You can definitely complete the task, baby!"

Teacher Zhao subconsciously encouraged his host with warm words, only to realize later that his own smell did seem a bit pungent.

"Alright, alright, this one. Let me take a look."

Luo Jiayu flipped open the blind box mission card and read the contents: "Mission: Gain 800 points of popularity before the novel is finished. Each time the popularity reaches a certain level, you can unlock more rewards."

"Simple." Luo Jiayu said dismissively, "What's my popularity value now?"

"Let me check." The system tapped on the keyboard for a while, "18."

"?" Luo Jiayu didn't say anything, but the question mark on his face seemed to speak louder than words.

"Originally, the character has 50 points of heat value. Guess why I told you that system currency is precious, because those currencies are converted through your heat." When the system said this, its expression suddenly turned cold.

"And then you, an idiot, spent all that money on tea bags."

When Chu Yu heard this, she looked down in surprise at the cup of tea that she had never had the pleasure of.

Then he picked it up and took a sip, trying to taste the scent of money.

Luo Jiayu blinked after hearing the unfortunate news and asked, "Then what does my 18 mean?"

"18 is the popularity you just earned from your first performance. This number is pretty good, and it's among the top among your peers."

"I'm so awesome." Luo Jiayu was satisfied.

The system was angry: "You seem to be a little remorseful!"

"So my total popularity is now 18, and my goal is to reach 800." Luo Jiayu also took a sip of tea. "What does 800 mean? What's the most popular person in the camp right now?"

"Wei Ziyu, if converted to numerical value now, it's only 103. In the original plot of the novel, he had to wait until his debut night for his popularity to break 800. At the end, only he and Jiang Chenglu had a popularity of over 800."

"...Then what's the difference between this and the mission of defying fate and changing one's destiny to become the protagonist?" Chu Yu was puzzled.