Before entering the first world, flashes of images and strings of information entered Song Yao’s mind. He quickly organized them.
Firstly, it was a novel world, and it was a typical dog-blood, face-slapping, entertainment circle novel at that.
The male lead was Shen Muhan and when he was a child, his family was poor, his body was frail, and he was often bullied. However, once he started high school, he utilized his good looks and musical talent to gain attention online and sign with an entertainment company.
At the beginning, he was hardly famous, but with his persistence, he got into a top college, won a talent show during his first year, and after his successful debut, he began walking the path of counter-attacking. After a variety show, a movie, and a historical drama, he became a first-tier celebrity and in the later period, his career simply took off. He became a movie emperor, exacted revenge, and married his white moonlight.
The love interest of the novel was his childhood friend plus white moonlight, Yao Yao. Since when they were young, the white moonlight often got into fights for the sake of the frail him and at his most dejected times, she was the only person who supported him. The two dated in secret.
But for the sake of the male lead pursuing his dream, the two separated for many years. Later, when the male lead’s drama became a hit, a CP was cooked up for him and it was cooked so realistically, the female lead thought she had been dumped, and she wanted an explanation from him.
In order to interrogate him on equal grounds, she worked tirelessly and became his co-worker. With a relationship much like a shattered mirror, they acted out a 2-people “tyrannical superstar fall in love with me ♥” drama, and in the end, they finally got together successfully.
As for the character Song Yao needed to play, it was a gloomy fan who shared the same first and last name as him. This character was one of the numerous cannon fodders in the novel and his role was to be the tripping stone in the male lead’s pursuit of his dream and lover. SImply put, he was a tool to develop the male lead’s character.
As the male lead’s insignificant classmate, he was obsessed with the male lead and eventually became a fanatical stalker. Throughout kindergarten and elementary school, in order to attract the male lead’s attention, he bullied the male lead and as a result, not only did the other not like him, he hated him.
During middle school, he stalked the male lead, collected the male lead’s things, secretly took photos of the male lead, wrote literature of love for the male lead every day, and burned all the love letters the male lead received. Later, the things he did were exposed in high school and he died socially.
Because by that time there were many people who liked the male lead, he was bullied until he quitted school.
Through this villain, the reader discovered for the first time that the male lead was not quite the pure little lamb. And, of course, a villain who hadn’t demonstrated his full use couldn’t retire from the scene.
The more famous the male lead became, the crazier the villain grew. He anonymously sent the male lead gifts with cameras in them so he could infiltrate the male lead’s home, he constantly harassed the male lead both online and in reality, and most importantly, he dared to harm the female lead. He tricked the female lead into a bar and drugged her which thoroughly enraged the male lead.
Thus, the fate of this villain was extremely miserable. He was beaten by the male lead within an inch of his life before being thrown into prison. In the end, when he heard news of the male and female lead publicly announcing their relationship, he directly became crazy and was sent to an asylum.
The villain’s parents were dutiful people, and seeing their son like this, they were quite embarrassed. After their son was arrested, the father tried to smooth things out with the male lead in private, but the result was, he was left kneeling outside without even stepping a foot through the door.
Song Yao basically understood the story. He furrowed his brows. This villain was the type to act without much brain, and it was hardly surprising he wounded up insane.
The most important point was, the god of this world was Shen Muhan, and he needed to receive Shen Muhan’s love.
But Shen Muhan was the male lead? As someone who was straight as a pencil, Song Yao was confused. He thought his capture target would be a woman.
[Song Yao: Is there a strict definition for “love”, or is friendship, familial affection, trust, respect, and worship all included?
[Hamster: They all count, but every emotion increases the favorability rate differently. Host can test them out and see which ones increase it the most and the fastest. ]
[Song Yao: Can I change the plot?]
[Hamster: Yes, but you have to handle the consequences of changing it, since a small change would lead to a butterfly effect. For example, if the host’s capture strategy went haywire, causing the male lead to experience more misfortune, he might become depressed and kill himself, resulting in the capture strategy failing. If that’s the case, you and Ren Ximing will both die.]
[Song Yao: Are there rewards?]
[Hamster: Every time you increase the favorability by 10%, you will get a chance to draw a card. You might draw a new skill, a new prop, etc.]
[Song Yao: Can I choose the point I’ll enter the plot? If my goal’s to capture Shen Muhan, it’s best to start from his childhood days, the earlier the better. But at the very least, it has to be before “I” die socially and withdraw from school.]
[The hamster rubbed its face: The point of entering is randomized. By the way, host, you’ll be acting as a gloomy, fanatical fan and you mustn’t let other people discover there’s anything wrong with you. If someone figures out you’re not the original character, the mission fails!]
The meaning was quite clear. Even if he wanted to change his image, he had to do it slowly.
The hamster observed Song Yao’s appearance with its round eyes.
Song Yao was 183 cm tall. He had broad shoulders, a straight back, natural tea-brown hair reaching shoulder length, pale skin free of blemishes, high nose bridge, and exquisite contours. He inherited his deep-set eyes from his French mother, his lashes were long and thick, his irises were a beautiful gray-blue, and the corner of his eyes curved up naturally.
He wore a haute couture suit with silver patterns featuring the sun, moon, and stars as the main theme. Both the cuffs and neckline were completely buttoned up, giving people a sense of dignity and abstinence. Underneath his eye was a tiny mole; there was also a mole on his Adam’s apple, adding a touch of sensuality to his ascetic appearance.
With such an appearance, it was a challenge to act as an inconspicuous, gloomy fanatic.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
[Hamster: After transmigrating, you will use the body of the villain/fanatic/cannon fodder. Within the scope of not being suspected, we’ll integrate your image with his so you’ll have an easier time adapting and at the same time, appear more ordinary. Of course, later on you can use props as needed to restore your original looks. Additionally, I must remind you, any pain you experience in this world will affect your real body as well.]
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The first thing he noticed was his loose, navy blue tie, his crumpled and stained white shirt, and his silver-gray school trousers. He was holding a phone with a cracked screen in his hand.
Good news was, he was sent to the high school period.
Bad news was, he was sent right to the time of his social death.
As expected, the system prompted:
[Hamster: Transfer complete. Currently, the original character is experiencing his darkest event of his high school life. Keywords include “social death”, “bullying”, and “public rejection”. If the situation isn’t handled well, the god’s favorability will drop to -50% and it’ll be difficult to recover. Host, please proceed with caution.]
Song Yao looked at the cameras in the front and back of the classroom. The lights weren’t on. He then glanced at the upper right corner of the phone in his hand.
Would you look at that, the original wasn’t that stupid.
He turned off the phone.
The desks were pushed to the corners of the room and the empty space in the middle became a simple platform for the trial. Song Yao knelt on the platform and was gawked at like an animal by the surrounding students.They all wore different expressions: gloating, surprise, spurn. Some pretended to dry retch and some were smirking.
Right in the middle of them, an eye-catching, silver haired boy sat aloof in his desk. His brows were tightly knit, he looked down at him with his frigid, dark gold eyes, as if he was the god of this space.
Song Yao was stunned for a moment. Not that he was shocked or scared by the atmosphere in the air, but rather, this boy, wasn’t he Ren Ximing?!
He didn’t have any flashy piercings on his lips or ears or any of the strange tattoos, but whether it was his body shape or contour, it was without a doubt Ming ming!
He tentatively called out, “Ming ming?”
The boy frowned. There was no reaction to this name.
He’s not Ming ming.
The people beside him jeered:
“What did the loony Song just call Brother Shen? Ming ming? He’s really nuts!”
“This gay lunatic is too scary! He harassed Brother Song for so many years, but he’s not sorry at all!”
“Mommy, this is my first time seeing a pervert! No wonder Brother Song is always losing stuff! Does he steal underwear too?”
“Crazy Song, don’t you love him from hell and back and wrote a lot of love literature? Why don’t you read it to the person you wrote about right now?”
Saying this, some people raised their hands and dense sheets of papers scattered in the air.
Song Yao randomly picked one up.
It was the original’s diary, or rather, what used to be part of it. It was ripped into sheets of paper. If he remembered correctly, the original diligently wrote words of love in his diary every day, but a bunch of bored students came along, unlocked the diary, and publicized the content.
They forced him to read it out loud for the male lead and everyone to hear. The original felt shame like anyone else. Besides dying socially, he was also rejected in front of everyone. The original suffered tremendous shock to his spirit and withdrew from school later on.
Song Yao looked around and chuckled. His laughter immediately angered the crowd. They pressured him to read. Some had already begun recording; they couldn’t wait for Song Yao to embarrass himself.
What’s the big deal? He read slowly.
“My dear.”
“I want to use my camera to preserve your every minute.”
“I want to use my tongue to taste every drop of your sweat.”
“I want to melt your coldness and set aflame desires in your eyes.”
“I want your pale skin to be dyed with a layer of red.”
“I want to tear away your shirt so to place my palm on your chest and to feel the strength of your heart beating.”
He basically memorized it after one look. There was no need to look at the paper, instead, he looked at Shen Muhan and finished the shameful excerpt, word by word.
Shen Muhan frowned with his beautiful face. His expression was dark, as if he had been disgusted to the extreme. The crowd was also having a hard time. Some threw up and the faces of numerous girls were red.
On top of Shen Muhan’s head was the favorability value.
[Favorability value: -5%. God is disgusted. Host, please continue trying.]
Song Yao wasn’t worried. Losing 5% wasn’t a big deal, he couldn’t recover it in a jiffy.
Song Yao laughed a moment ago simply because he felt that even if he had to read, he would hardly feel embarrassed from stuff as innocent as this. However, it did feel quite strange to read it to the male lead and even stranger to be reading it to the group of kiddies younger than him by 9 years. He felt like he was a suspicious older brother who was corrupting a group of high schoolers.
After Song Yao finished reading, a boy standing beside Shen Muahn with yellow hair and a buzz cut was the first to react. He mocked, “You look pretty excited, even though you wrote disgusting shit like this? We need you to calm down a bit!”
He grabbed a bottle of tomato juice and dumped it over Song Yao’s head.
It was cold and sticky.
The original went hysterical after being doused with tomato juice, which, only made the bullying worse. But as if Song Yao would be affected by a group of snotty nosed brats?
Song Yao stuck out his tongue and tasted it.
Sweet and sour, it has a pretty good taste.
He’d never been cowardly; since he decided to capture him, he would make his attitude clear.
The group of highschoolers before him appeared indestructible, but perhaps they would start to doubt and feel a sense of crisis after a few words of his?
He wiped his face and straightened his back. Looking at Shen Muhan, he said slowly, “You’re absolutely right, I, Song Yao, am Shen Muhan’s crazy fan. I’m obsessed with him. But what about you guys? You all say you like him and admire him, but in reality?”
His gaze swept across the room. The people gloating moments ago stiffened under his stare.
They were incredulous. That plain face, that perpetually gloomy pervert, he looked incomparably wretched right now, he was kneeling on the floor, but he exuded a certain type of, an inexplicable…feeling of nobility.
Perhaps, it was because this person always stooped and hunched, and at this moment, his back was straight.
Perhaps, it was because his long bangs always blocked his eyes, and at this moment, his fingers slicked back his wet hair, revealing a pair of dark eyes.
Perhaps, it was because of his slightly raised chin, or because of the look in his eyes—it was the look of someone superior, someone detached, and someone without excessive emotions.
He looked at them graciously, as if no matter what they did, they couldn’t affect him at all.
At this moment, the tomato juice looked like fresh blood, and Song Yao was like a nobleman bathed in blood.
Could it be, the one they always called loony Song, he was actually hiding behind a gloomy facade and this was the true Song Yao?
They couldn’t help being affected by Song Yao’s words and reflected on their attitude towards Shen Muhan…
Song Yao chuckled, “Some on the surface will say they like him but they’ll spread black materials online and attack him with internet friends. Others appear as if they admire him but there’s nothing more they want than to take his spot.”
“I may be the group’s target right now, but you seem to have forgotten. The person you’ve placed on a pedestal right now, he was also once your target.”
“Oh, and the person who poured tomato juice on me just now, if I’m not wrong, weren’t you one of the people who bullied Shen Muhan in middle school?”
Song Yao said this confidently because as he was browsing through the novel’s information, he saw a scene where a few boys were bullying Shen Muhan. Mr. Buzz Cut here had a pretty unique appearance.
The male lead allowed Buzz Cut to stay by his side, but only because he was biding his time. Buzz Cut was definitely one of the male lead’s targets of revenge later on.
Shen Muhan didn’t avert his eyes this time. Their gazes met square on, and he looked inquisitive.
The reminder over his head: [Favorability value, +3%. Reason: None.]
Although it didn’t increase by much and the reason given was also perfunctory, it was still good news nevertheless.
Buzz cut boy rushed forward and grabbed Song Yao’s collar, “You’re slandering people!”
“Whether I’m truthful or not, you can confirm it with Shen Muhan.”
The said person already left the classroom.
Song Yao sighed and called the system.
[Song Yao: Mouse, since the original was such a gloomy guy, it’s not OOC to pick a fight after being provoked, is it?]
[Hamster: I’m not a mouse, I’m the respected system! …Fighting is okay, as long as it’s within bound.]
However, Song Yao thought, before he could capture the target, he shouldn’t resort to violence.
But the guy left already anyway.
He closed the red button on his phone.
Song Yao slowly stood up and stretched his body.
Buzz Cut was still holding onto his collar. Song Yao actions at this moment angered him, making him curse, “Who told you to stand up? Bastard, you wanna die?”
As a result, he happened to see the smile in Song Yao’s eyes.
Immediately, goosebumps erupted all over his body.
Song Yao’s voice was gentle, as if he was warmly having a conversation with him, “Kiddo, I don’t like being touched by people. It’s too dirty.”
Saying this, he peeled away Buzz Cut’s fingers, one by one. He slowly grabbed the other’s collar. Buzz Cut was horrified to discover he couldn’t resist at all.
In the next second, Buzz Cut saw his world spin. He was thrown against a desk and pain shot through his body
For a person of Song Yao’s identity, he received professional martial arts training since he was a kid. One of him could beat three strong men. Although his body was only 17 right now, he had no problem dealing with a kid that was the same age.
It was too boring to simply knock the opponent down. Song Yao grabbed the tomato juice that still had some leftover and poured it over Buzz Cut’s face with a smile.
From his hair to his chin, until not a single drop of left.
Whoever thought he was a blood-bathed nobleman before, unfortunately, right now they would only think he was a blood-bathed demon.
Under everyone’s shooked and fearful eyes, he released Buzz Cut who was yelping. He got a tissue, and slowly wiped his face and hands.
Before leaving, he threw the red tissue into the trash can and said very patiently, “Classmates, before you bully another student, it’s not enough to just turn off the cameras in the front and back of the classroom. Did you already share the exciting videos you took? Thanks guys, for procuring evidence for me. Also, I recorded a voice memo of the entire situation from start to end. I also remember the faces of everyone present. The teacher will find you all for a one-on-one talk later.”
While saying this, he talked as if he was their elder.
It’s all for you guys’ sake.
Hearing this, everyone was so shocked they nearly dropped their phone.
i love this sm. can’t wait 4 ch2 tbh
He’s so badass. You go, Song-shen!!! I admire!
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
I’m so in love with this. Anxiously waiting for chapter 2 ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you so much for translating this ❤️
Ooooooh he’s so coooool. Guess he can be as cool as he likes as long as he remains creepily obsessed lol (also, when he licked the juice (≧▽≦)
Thank you for the chapter. 😘