The Silly Shou Transmigrated Into a Book - Chapter 19

By now, Jiang Hansa was used to being exploited by Gu Qiuyi. However, compared to his previous dissatisfaction, he surprisingly didn’t feel much emotion this time.

Perhaps I’ve been exploited so much that I’ve developed a submissive streak, Jiang Hansa guessed randomly, not thinking much of it.

Gu Qiuyi, by nature, couldn’t sit still. While Xu Muqing was explaining a problem to him, his attention drifted to Xu Muqing’s face, and he stared at him fixedly.

Xu Muqing felt his intense gaze and lifted his eyelids to glance at him. “What are you looking at?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Your skin is so good, your eyelashes are so long, and your nose is really pretty too.”

Xu Muqing: “…”

Jiang Hansa interjected from the side: “Stop acting like a thirsty flirt.”

Gu Qiuyi: “??” Gu Qiuyi turned to look at Jiang Hansa. “Brother Hansa, you’re really off today.”

Jiang Hansa: “How am I off?”

Gu Qiuyi said aggrievedly: “You’ve been fierce to me today and even scolded me. You weren’t like this before.”

Jiang Hansa froze. It was true; he hadn’t spoken to Gu Qiuyi like this in the past.

Gu Qiuyi’s amber eyes appeared as clear as spring water under the sunlight. He looked at Jiang Hansa and asked: “Do you hate me now?”

Jiang Hansa instinctively retorted: “How could that be?”

He felt a bit confused. He was supposed to be using Gu Qiuyi; he shouldn’t be this fierce with him. Jiang Hansa said in a gentler tone: “It won’t happen again.” After saying that, he stood up and added: “I’m going out for some air.” Then, he strode away.

Gu Qiuyi said to Xu Muqing in puzzlement: “What do you think is wrong with him? Is it because we witnessed him being bullied and he feels embarrassed?”

Xu Muqing watched Jiang Hansa’s retreating figure and said: “…I think it’s more like he’s finally being himself in front of you.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Ah? What do you mean?”

Xu Muqing: “Don’t you feel the Class Monitor is always wearing a mask?”

Gu Qiuyi: “!!!” He looked at Xu Muqing in shock—Xu Muqing actually knew Jiang Hansa was wearing a mask!

However, Xu Muqing misinterpreted his expression, thinking the boy had misunderstood his meaning. He explained: “I mean, everyone has a temper, but I’ve never seen him get angry. It was like he was wearing a layer of a mask. Now, he looks a bit more real.”

Gu Qiuyi said somewhat stutteringly: “Is… is that so?”

Recalling the plot in the original novel where Xu Muqing regarded Jiang Hansa as a close friend, he couldn’t help but ask: “What do you think of Brother Hansa?”

Xu Muqing lowered his eyes. “I used to think he was very fake. He looks better now.”

Gu Qiuyi wanted to ask, Then why would you become friends with him? But he didn’t say it. Looking at Xu Muqing’s quiet and gentle face, he vaguely felt that he was slightly different from the original novel.

Xu Muqing asked him: “Are we still studying?”

This time, Gu Qiuyi said obediently: “Yes, I want to get into a good university.”

Xu Muqing: “Then listen to the lesson properly. Don’t look at me.”

Gu Qiuyi complied submissively.

After school, Gu Qiuyi’s phone chimed with a notification. He pulled it out to see a message from a stranger—no, not a stranger, but seemingly a middle school classmate of “Gu Qiuyi,” a boy named Wang Peng.

Wang Peng: “Gu Qiuyi, why haven’t you been getting on the game lately?” Wang Peng: “How have you been lately? Are you doing okay?”

The relationship between Wang Peng and the original host was only average; they weren’t best friends and barely spoke in middle school. They only became familiar through gaming after starting high school.

Gu Qiuyi replied politely: “I’ve been studying lately, so I probably won’t play games anymore. I’m doing quite well. How about you?”

Wang Peng: “I’m doing great, of course, Hahahaha.”

Gu Qiuyi saw the “The other party is typing…” notification, but the message didn’t come through for a while. He asked: “Is there something else?”

Wang Peng: “Uh, are you really doing well lately?”

Gu Qiuyi stared at his phone. What kind of question is that? Why is he questioning if I’m doing well? Is he a typical vicious cannon fodder from a novel? Does he want to see me as a joke?

Gu Qiuyi typed: “Of course. Would I lie to you about this?”

Wang Peng asked: “Then, are you short on money?”

At the mention of this, Gu Qiuyi perked up. “Why do you ask? Are you going to give me money?” “I’m short! So short I can barely afford to eat! Super poor!”

Wang Peng: “…” Wang Peng sent him a Red Envelope. Gu Qiuyi opened it to find 200 yuan. He was shocked. “Are you this generous?? Are you a rich second-generation??”

Wang Peng: “Hahahahaha, I guess you could say that.”

Gu Qiuyi was touched. “Say no more. From now on, you are my good brother!”

Wang Peng: “When you have time, come play the game and carry me to rank up.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Sure, Brother! No problem, Brother! I’ll definitely carry you!”

Wang Peng: “I’m going to eat then. See you in the game sometime.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Mm-mm, take care, Brother!”

Wang Peng was about to leave but couldn’t help replying one last time: “I’m a few months younger than you, actually.”

Gu Qiuyi said shyly: “If you give me money, you’re my good brother! Mua!”

Wang Peng: “…” This person’s mindset is probably going to be a problem.

He took a long screenshot of the chat with Gu Qiuyi and sent it to a contact named “w.” After a long silence, the other side transferred 20,000 yuan to him. “Transfer 10,000 to him slowly via Red Envelopes. Keep the other 10,000 for yourself. Sorry for the trouble.”

Wang Peng was stunned. Can a middleman really make this much profit? He replied embarrassedly: “10,000 is too much. I’ll just keep 1,000. Thanks, Brother.” He couldn’t help but sigh; rich people were really different—even siblings could be this awkward.

K Club.

Several boys dressed trendily and smelling of alcohol sat on sofas, chatting with several pretty girls in revealing outfits. They didn’t look very old, around eighteen or nineteen. One or two were quite handsome, but chronic indulgence in wine and women seemed to have prematurely overdrawn their bodies, leaving a faint sallow hue on their faces. Even their eyes were cloudy, reducing their once-handsome features to a level of “greasiness.”

However, given their age, if they stayed quiet for a few days, they could still look like decent human beings.

The leader, a tall boy named Wang Meng, spoke first: “Did the one from the Chu family really look for you?”

Zou Shu answered: “Yeah. The day before yesterday, Wan Hong came to find me, asking if I had caused trouble again.” He looked gloomy. “I asked why he was asking. He said someone from the Chu family asked him about me. He didn’t dare hide anything, so he told them about my business. Then he passed a message to me, telling me to be careful lately and not cause any more trouble.”

Wang Meng: “Did Kou Huai snitch to him?”

Zou Shu: “Unlikely. I’ve already paid the compensation. What more does he want?”

Someone else said: “I heard Jiang Hansa is distantly related to the Chu family. Was it to stand up for Jiang Hansa?”

Zou Shu laughed as if he’d heard a joke. “How is that possible!”

Wang Meng said: “Impossible. The ‘distant relative’ thing has always been the Jiang family’s claim. Have you ever seen the Chu family acknowledge them? I’ve never seen the two families collaborate on business either—of course, with the Jiang family’s small-time status, it’s impossible for them to land a deal with the Chu family anyway. Think about it carefully; it’s highly unlikely they stood up for Jiang Hansa.”

Zou Shu thought of that beautiful boy, his eyes filled with intense malice and loathing. “Then it must be that male slut. He’s young, but his voice is sweet when he calls people ‘Gege.’ And Kou Huai is famous for being into both men and women.”

“Still wouldn’t be the Chu family’s turn to stand up for him,” Wang Meng said. This boy, Wang Meng, looked a bit over-indulged, but his aura was unexpectedly intimidating; he was the leader of the group.

Zou Shu: “Wan Hong has Kou Huai’s WeChat. If Kou Huai took an interest in that slut, he’d definitely post on his Moments. But he didn’t post anything new after breaking up with his girlfriend that day.”

Wang Meng fell into thought for a moment. A girl beside him reached out to flirt with him; he grabbed her neck and pressed her down. “…It should still be Kou Huai. Don’t provoke Kou Huai lately. He and Chu Yueguang are very close. If he badmouths you in front of Chu Yueguang…” Before he finished, a gasp escaped his throat.

Others watched this scene and commented: “The women in the club are so lowly. Not as fun or exciting as the ones at school.”

Zou Shu wasn’t letting it go. “Meng-ge, that ‘bitch dog’ (Jiang Hansa) tried to get that girl to sue us last year. He’s been hiding in the South District for a year. Is that just going to be forgotten?”

Wang Meng looked at him. “What do you want to do?”

Zou Shu’s expression twisted with intense predatory violence. “I want that bitch dog to keep licking toilets for me!”

Wang Meng: “Just don’t provoke Kou Huai.”

Zou Shu’s eyes lit up. He laughed. “I get it. The Kou Huai incident should be over by now. That guy gets bored of people very quickly. I’ll find a few schoolgirls to hang around him; he won’t even remember that male slut.”

Wang Meng caught on and asked with interest: “That guy… is he good-looking?”

Zou Shu nodded. “Beautiful. Looks like a girl. His face is so white, tall with long legs. Doing him should be quite satisfying.”

At those words, Wang Meng’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to laugh.

Seeing the expression on Wang Meng’s face, the other five boys knew he was interested. One of them, looking a bit reluctant, said: “I don’t do men’s assholes.”

The person beside him shoved him and laughed lewdly: “It’s not like there aren’t other places.”

Judging by the situation, this wasn’t the first time these people had done something like this. The smiles on the pretty girls in their arms became much more strained.

After finishing the luxury bento Jiang Hansa sent him, Gu Qiuyi returned to his dorm.

Dorm leader Li Qingfeng asked curiously: “How come I saw you getting into Jiang Hansa’s luxury car again? What were you doing in there?”

Gu Qiuyi: “The Class Monitor brought me dinner. I went to his car to eat it.”

Li Qingfeng was shocked. “Why would he bring you dinner? Are you two that close?”

Gu Qiuyi let out a sigh. “I’m too stupid. The cafeteria food probably can’t keep up with my brain’s development.”

Li Qingfeng: “…So he’s covering your dinner?”

Gu Qiuyi said shyly: “No. He covers all three meals.”

Li Qingfeng: “…” Covering all three meals is a bit too… motherly.

After chatting with his roommate, Gu Qiuyi sat on his bed and pulled out his phone to check WeChat.

It was impossible for Chu Yueguang to take the initiative to find him, so there was no red dot next to his profile picture. But Kou Huai, that chatterbox, had actually sent him over ten messages just during the time he spent eating.

Gu Qiuyi clicked his tongue, feeling that Kou Huai was quite “eager.” It really matched the original novel’s persona of someone who liked a “forced conquest.”

But being this eager yet still being a virgin was very confusing. Perhaps it was because the author of that novel was a virgin-obsessive, so whether it was Xu Muqing or the other pursuers, they were all virgins without exception. A virgin seems to be the basic requirement.

Thinking of this, Gu Qiuyi couldn’t help himself. Ignoring Kou Huai’s other messages, he asked: “Brother Kou Huai, I have a question I want to ask you.”

Kou Huai: “You motherfucker, you finally replied. I’m really giving you too much face!” Kou Huai: “…” Kou Huai: “Ask!”

Gu Qiuyi: “I’m really curious. Why is it that you’ve had so many exes, yet you’re still a virgin? Do you happen to have some kind of male physiological dysfunction?”

Kou Huai: “…Your mother! What kind of ghost question is that?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Brother Kou Huai, I just want to know.”

Kou Huai waited a long while before replying: “For someone with my status, sleeping with people can easily lead to problems, you know? If I use a condom, what if they pick it up from the trash for artificial… you know what? Even if it’s a boy, they might take the ‘sample’ and sell it.”

Gu Qiuyi: “????”

Kou Huai: “I can already imagine a scenario where the whole world is full of my illegitimate children. Tsk.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Brother Kou Huai, it turns out you’re a paranoid victim plus a narcissist.”

Kou Huai: “?” What right do you have to call me a paranoid victim and a narcissist!!! Aren’t you exactly the same!?