Part 2
“Zhou Xie, approve the return-to-school application. I’m taking a helicopter back now.”
Shi Ye’s anger turned a corner, subsiding by half. “How did you get in? Aren’t you at—”
Leon interrupted him. “Play your match well. Don’t let it be that Wen Rong arrives at the scene, only for you to be sitting in the audience.”
“F*ck!”
Stimulated by Leon, Shi Ye immediately ended the voice call.
If the three were watching the Tennis Open live broadcast, they would probably see Shi Ye walking into the tennis court, the audience erupting in uproar.
“How do you have internet over there?” Li Ao was shocked.
“There is a computer that can connect to the external network.”
There was one, but that belonged to the research base leadership!
Oh, forgot.
Leon’s mother was that leader.
Li Ao looked speechlessly at his cousin.
Zhou Xie had already taken off his glasses, leaving red marks imprinted by the nose pads on the bridge of his nose.
“With his personality, if he goes to the research base in the future, he will absolutely pack his bags in the middle of the night and cross the primitive forest.”
Leon laughed and asked, “Do you know why a rich second generation throwing money still can’t chase down the girl?”
Li Ao sensed something bad and quickly hung up to prevent Leon from spewing harsh words.
Leon: [Because the rich second generation is a fool thinking with his lower body.]
Wen Rong arrived at the train station smoothly.
Although walking among suitcases carrying a woven bag made him look like an anomaly, such attire actually became the best disguise. Almost no one would actively approach him and discover he was the “Special Recruit of Floriman Academy.”
Wen Rong asked staff all the way from the entrance, successfully found the ticket window, bought a standing ticket, and again following staff guidance, successfully boarded the train.
Bluebook said for standing tickets, sit anywhere if you see an empty seat and stand when the person comes, or go occupy the space between two train cars.
Wen Rong chose the latter, finding the spot between two carriages to stand, looking out the window. “Brother, taking a train isn’t bad either. It’s my first time taking a train.”
【Taking a train allows you to see the scenery along the way.】
“Mn!”
Buzz—
The phone rang. The organizer’s HR saw his resume and emailed back asking if it was convenient to interview now.
Wen Rong checked his train arrival time and told the other party he was on the train, arranging to meet after getting off.
The HR replied with an address, telling him to come directly then.
The scenery outside the window changed, and Wen Rong felt a sudden excitement inside.
He felt the sensation of “traveling far,” going from one city to another, to a distant place.
If there hadn’t been an earthquake, perhaps he would have stood in front of a car window watching the scenery like this, watching all the way to the capital.
But life now was also very good.
Wen Rong took out his phone to take pictures, sending them to the News Club group, and also to others in his contacts.
Due to the recent unpleasantness with Zhou Xie, he privately skipped this person.
As long as he didn’t know, it was fine.
The train stopped midway too; people would board at the new station.
Wen Rong deliberately turned his face toward the window. He was disguised well: black-rimmed glasses, messy hair, ordinary clothes.
But reducing any possibility of being recognized was good, to avoid causing trouble.
Until a middle station.
A very ordinary station; very few people even got on or off.
Footsteps sounded behind him. An alarm-like sound suddenly rang in Wen Rong’s brain.
【Beep beep beep beep beep】
【Beep beep beep beep beep】
He thought it was his phone alarm, but looking at the phone, there were only messages from the News Club group.
Then he finally confirmed this sound came from the System.
“Brother?”
【System Notification: Protagonist appeared.】
【System Notification: Transmigrator appeared.】
【System Notification: Team formation successful.】
Wen Rong was suddenly stunned, looking back subconsciously.
A tall, slender man lowered his head entering the door.
A yellowing white shirt, worn-out jeans, messy hair, black-rimmed glasses, carrying a large red, white, and blue woven bag over one shoulder behind him.
【Host, why does this protagonist look a bit like the Cool Guy version of you?】
“Huh?”
Cool Guy Version Wen Rong seemed to receive some information as well. His tall figure paused abruptly, and the eyeballs behind the black-rimmed glasses quickly looked toward Wen Rong too.
Staring for a second, the boy retreated abruptly. His eyeballs rolled up and down, conducting a scrutiny that made one very uncomfortable.
And he didn’t know if it was Wen Rong’s illusion, but the surroundings quieted down. Like a horror scene in a TV drama, the air was occupied by blackness, danger lurking on all sides.
“Oh.” The boy suddenly pulled his mouth open, revealing sharp canine teeth, looking for all the world like a naturally cheerful and brilliant person. “Forgot this is a brainless sweet novel.”
Wen Rong: “……”
Wen Rong: “?”
The boy waved his hand. “Don’t mind it. I just came from the apocalypse; used to all that fighting and killing.”
“Apocalypse is…”
“Resident Evil, zombies, monsters.”
Wen Rong trembled all over, fear involuntarily rising, wanting to get away from this person.
The boy seemed unaware. “If I guessed right, you are Wen Rong? The plot of this world is all messed up because of you.”
【Host, the other party has already completed dozens of book transmigration missions. Because his points are too high, he is currently “touring” in various worlds.】
【PS: Touring refers to cutting into a protagonist’s identity, entering various worlds to enjoy the plot.】
Wen Rong had worked hard for so long for just that few points, while the other party was already playing everywhere because of excess points.
Thus, Wen Rong’s expression looking at him changed from fear to envy.
“But next, it’s my turn to act cool.”
Wen Rong: “……”
Wen Rong felt this person was very strange, but both were transmigrators. It was destined they would be connected in some way. Moreover, the other party had lots and lots of points; he needed to ask him for advice.
So Wen Rong chose to greet him politely and cautiously. “Hello.”
“Tsk, are the cannon fodder in your sweet novels all this cautious? Shouldn’t be.”
“I’m afraid of… zombies, monsters.”
“Oh oh oh, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. I didn’t bring them here.” The boy walked closer to Wen Rong. “Why did you come out of Floriman Academy? Where are you going? Home?”
“I came out for business.” Wen Rong asked back, “You seem to not have enrolled yet.”
“Yeah.” The boy put the woven bag on the ground, his gaze shifting down, suddenly amused. “We’re the same; you like this bag too?”
“Mn…”
The boy didn’t notice Wen Rong’s vagueness—or perhaps he noticed, but because of overconfidence, didn’t care. Crossing his arms, he continued, “It’s all because you changed the plot. Several protagonists gained autonomy, and that broken Student Council President kept blocking my enrollment procedures.”
—Zhou Xie.
Wen Rong didn’t know where the plot was changed as the boy said, and this sentence was obviously an accusation. He didn’t know how to answer.
“But I have lots of points; this little matter can’t stump me.”
“Mn?”
“This is an aristocratic boys’ school script. Whoever has power calls the shots. So I spent points to change my identity. Now I am the real young master who was switched at birth with the brother of the next President, Wang Sichen. That is to say, the one you got expelled, Wang Allen, he is the fake young master.”
“Cough—”
“What’s up? Why are you choking? The script of the real and fake young master is very common.”
Wen Rong bent over, supporting himself against the wall coughing, unable to resist asking the System in his heart: “Brother, can you change settings randomly like this?”
【If you have points, you can.】
The boy: “By the way, you still don’t know my name, right?”
“Huh?”
Wen Rong thought about it and nodded. “Mn.”
“My name is Lin Jinghang. If you meet other people bound to systems in the future, you must tell them you saw a person named Lin Jinghang.”
Wen Rong asked instinctively, “Why?”
“I’m looking for someone.”
“Okay.”
Wen Rong noted this matter down. He didn’t plan to probe further, but Lin Jinghang seemed to be a chatterbox, starting to speak on his own again. “If that person reacts to the name Lin Jinghang, tell him to wait for me in this world. I’ll come find him sooner or later.”
“Okay.”
“You aren’t curious why I’m looking for him?”
Wen Rong shook his head slightly.
“Tsk, really like him in this point, absolutely no curiosity.”
Wen Rong: “…”
“But he doesn’t like showing off as much as you. His head is clearer; he knows how to protect himself properly.”
“…”
This person is so annoying.
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