"I have a friend in Prince Jin's class, and she told me before that Prince Jin treats him very differently. It's making everyone green with envy."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true. You have no idea, Prince Jin's fan club is already planning to deal with him."
...The voices gradually faded away. Wen Ran stood on the small path, his arms tightening around his books.
That person who stole his spotlight actually had such good luck.
If it had been him back then, wouldn't he be the one in Zong Yujin's eyes right now?
By then, would he still need to endure these people's attitudes? Would they still dare to call him a commoner and say he doesn't deserve to be in the same place as them?
He pursed his lips, his eyes filled with resentment.
Since that person could do it, he definitely could too.
He glanced back at the teaching building and walked away quickly.
He needed to plan again to ensure nothing went wrong... 'host, host, hurry, the plot point is here! Go, go!'
Early in the morning, Luo Mio climbed out of bed with sleepy eyes. Before he even left the house, the demonic voice pierced through his mind, instantly waking him up.
He looked closely; besides office workers and grandmas buying groceries, there was no Male Leadaround.
'system, doesn't your conscience hurt?'
'Trash Host.'
Luo Mio gave a light huff, no longer paying attention to the Deceptive system. Rubbing his eyes, he crossed the street to buy breakfast.
"Boss, one bag of soy milk and two vegetable buns."
A relatively clear male voice rang out amidst the bustle, catching one's attention.
Luo Mio stopped and looked up.
Ah, it's the Little Shou Male Lead.
His gaze drifted to the items in the other's hand: soy milk and buns.
There didn't seem to be such a scene in the plot points.
The food-splashing incident was only at the beginning, and that node has already passed. What does the system mean by reminding him now?
He followed suit and bought a cup of soy milk and two buns, trailing behind him.
Before long, they arrived at the school gate.
"Ahhh! The Three Princes!"
"Prince Jin!"
"Prince Yeyang!"
"Ahhh!! Prince Yi!"
"He looked at me! He looked at me!"
"Nonsense, Prince Jin was clearly looking at me!"
"Prince Yi is so handsome!"
The ear-piercing screams and shouts caused a bite of bun to get stuck in Luo Mio's throat, which was extremely uncomfortable.
Patting his chest, he looked over gloomily.
Three very flashy sports cars were parked in front, just blocking the school gate.
A group of excited girls were constantly swooning over the cars.
Luo Mio: "!"
The plot point actually moved forward.
He remembered it should have been a week later, when the Male Lead asked the Little Shou Wen Ranto bring him breakfast. Waiting at the school gate would attract a crowd of students.
When Wen Ran arrived, he would be pushed down by the crowding people, falling right in front of Zong Yujin.
The soy milk in his hand would mess up his shoes, and the buns would stick to the sports car's windshield.
The scene would be quite something.
At the same time, Wen Ran would also twist his ankle.
However, he would grit his teeth and endure it without showing it, but that stubborn look would be deeply imprinted in the Male Lead's eyes.
It was also at this moment that the Male Lead truly began to take him to heart.
Luo Mio swallowed the bun and took a hard sip of soy milk to soothe his throat's discomfort.
Without realizing it, he finished it all.
He blankly held the empty paper cup before his eyes, his brain stalling.
This was an important prop for later; he just finished it like that?
Oh my god.
But by now he had already followed the Little ShouMale Lead into the crowd, and it wouldn't be easy to squeeze out to buy another cup.
Especially since a'staged accident' could happen at any moment, he didn't dare leave.
What should he do?
Just as he was pacing in circles with anxiety, he spotted Wen Ran falling forward.
Luo Mio instinctively shouted: "Step aside, let me!"