The Silly Shou Transmigrated Into a Book - Chapter 3

Before transmigrating, Gu Qiuyi was only 17 years old. He had started school late, so at 17, he was only a high school freshman. However, the Gu Qiuyi in the book was a senior starting in the fall. He opened his summer homework, looked at it very seriously, and realized he couldn’t understand a single word.

If this were before, he might have been very nervous. After all, his teachers always told him that if he didn’t study hard and get into college, he wouldn’t find a good job and would end up moving bricks at a construction site.

But now, things were different! If he couldn’t get into college, he could just buy his way in! As for not finding a job—he was a rich second generation; did he even need a job? No, he didn’t!

When you have money, you can truly do whatever you want!

Gu Qiuyi closed his books and slowly lay down with an exceptionally peaceful expression. To hell with it; he wasn’t doing his summer homework!

The next morning, Gu Qiuyi woke up. As soon as he stepped out of his bedroom, he saw breakfast already laid out on the dining table.

Gu Qiuyi sat down, and the father of this body appeared.

The Gu family had two sons. Gu Qiuyi had an older brother, Gu Dancheng, who was two years older and also in college. However, the two brothers had a very average relationship and almost never contacted each other.

As for the Gu parents, Gu Qiuyi searched through the original host’s memories and confirmed their relationship was also mediocre. They argued and engaged in “cold wars” frequently. Yet, when it came to their children, they were on a very united front: a front of unified high expectations and unified indifference.

Recalling this, Gu Qiuyi’s heart skipped a beat; he felt things weren’t looking good.

This thought wasn’t out of nowhere. The Gu parents worshipped “elite education.” They believed their children had to be exceptionally outstanding. Thus, since they were young, both brothers were enrolled in various interest classes, and their grades were required to be among the best; otherwise, corporal punishment was a common occurrence.

The older brother, Gu Dancheng, naturally handled this with ease. But “Gu Qiuyi” had mediocre talent and was bad at almost everything. Consequently, he was deeply disliked by his parents. By this age, they had completely given up on him, focusing all their attention on Gu Dancheng—undoubtedly, Gu Dancheng was the son who made them proud and gave them “face” in public.

As for “Gu Qiuyi,” he was utterly ignored. During social banquets, the Gu couple never brought him along, only appearing with Gu Dancheng. This led people to believe the Gu family had only one son, a misconception the couple never bothered to correct.

Although Gu Qiuyi constantly thought about being a rich second generation, his standards were actually quite low. After all, before this, he was a “slum boy” whose monthly living expenses were only 300 yuan—and he even had to work part-time at school to earn that.

But even under these circumstances of being despised and ignored, “Gu Qiuyi” still received 3,000 yuan a month in pocket money!!!!

This was the complete realization of his dreams!

Gu Qiuyi smacked his lips happily. Even if he went out to work in the future, his monthly salary might not even be as much as this allowance.

The only slight concern was: since his parents hated him so much, would they stop giving him an allowance once he became an adult?

While it felt a bit shameful to think this way—after all, they weren’t his real parents and he had just occupied “Gu Qiuyi’s” body—he shouldn’t be too greedy. But since things had come to this, he naturally had to think ahead. He was, after all, a “salted fish” who didn’t want to work at all; he just wanted to eat and wait to die.

This was the closest he had ever been to his dream.

With this in mind, Gu Qiuyi actually had some intent to flatter his parents. But the moment his gaze met the cold face of his father, Gu Qingbai, the words died in his throat.

The aura radiating from Gu Qingbai told Gu Qiuyi one thing very clearly: You piece of trash, don’t get in my way and become an eyesore.

Gu Qiuyi immediately abandoned any thought of livening up the atmosphere.

He finished his breakfast like a little quail. When he got up to leave, Gu Qingbai didn’t even give him a second look, truly treating him like a piece of roadside trash that was too filthy to even glance at.

Gu Qiuyi’s heart jolted with a sudden, inexplicable sadness, but the feeling faded quickly.

He touched his chest, suddenly having a vague realization. That feeling just now was likely “Gu Qiuyi’s” residual emotions.

If Gu Qiuyi were a bit smarter, he would probably understand that in the original novel, “Gu Qiuyi” didn’t actually love Chu Yueguang that much. Why did he pursue him then? Because he had no special talents to make his parents look at him differently, he could only use this method—pursuing the elite young master Chu Yueguang—to win a sliver of attention from his parents.

However, there was no need for the current Gu Qiuyi to understand. The environment he grew up in had long since taught him not to expect love from parents. Therefore, he didn’t share those humble emotional needs.

Returning to his room, Gu Qiuyi checked the balance in his account. “Gu Qiuyi” was a big spender; he used up every cent of his 3,000 yuan allowance each month, so there were no savings. However, yesterday Chu Yueguang’s friend had generously transferred 10,000 yuan to him, causing his wallet to bulge instantly. The happiness of a rich second generation immediately filled his chest.

Gu Qiuyi opened his phone and first messaged Chu Yueguang: “Good morning! Are you up? Have you had breakfast? I had millet porridge, crab roe buns, and shrimp dumplings. They were super delicious…”

He threw out a combo of meaningless small talk, which Chu Yueguang naturally did not reply to.

Out of sheer intuition, Gu Qiuyi did not directly confess to Chu Yueguang that he was the person who crawled into his bed yesterday. If he said it, he figured a “block” was the only thing waiting for him.

He planned to chat with Chu Yueguang until they were familiar, then apologize for that incident, explaining he had simply walked into the wrong room. That way, Chu Yueguang wouldn’t hate him, and becoming friends would be just around the corner.

At this thought, Gu Qiuyi couldn’t help but feel smug about his brilliant plan.

He switched to Kou Huai’s window. Tap, tap, tap. He edited the message he sent to Chu Yueguang slightly and sent it to Kou Huai as well.

Remembering something, he typed: “I don’t think I know your name yet. My name is Gu Qiuyi. What’s yours? I’ll save it in my contacts.”

The Kou family had a refined household. Kou Huai’s mother was a university professor who had been very strict with him since childhood. Thus, at home, Kou Huai was forced to sleep early and wake up early. He saw Gu Qiuyi’s message immediately.

Yesterday, Kou Huai had been fuming because of him and didn’t really want to reply. But unable to withstand the boredom, his hand “slipped” and he replied: “My name is Kou Huai.”

Gu Qiuyi blinked, staring at the name for a moment. After a while, he remembered that this was also one of Xu Muqing’s suitors! In the future, he would even become enemies with Chu Yueguang over Xu Muqing!

In the original novel, as one of the many suitors of the heartthrob “Shou” Xu Muqing, Kou Huai was inferior to the others in many aspects. Furthermore, he had a major problem: he was easily led by his libido. After failing to pursue Xu Muqing multiple times, he repeatedly tried to force himself on him, wanting to “conquer” Xu Muqing physically. The first time, Xu Muqing kicked him in his “roots,” the second time, Chu Yueguang beat him into the hospital, and the third time, he was rendered completely impotent. He became the first “Gong” to be eliminated.

Gu Qiuyi also remembered that Kou Huai’s setting in the book was a guy who had dated several partners but, due to his strict upbringing, didn’t dare do anything “out of line.” So, he was actually a virgin until he met Xu Muqing. Well, great—now he was going to be a virgin for the rest of his life.

Gu Qiuyi despised the Kou Huai who tried to use force. What was the difference between that and a rapist?

When Kou Huai didn’t see Gu Qiuyi reply for a long time, he couldn’t help but feel puzzled. “What are you doing? Why are you quiet? Scared silly by my name?”

After sending this, Kou Huai seemed to realize something and grew smug. In all of the capital city, he, Kou Huai, was quite famous. Yesterday, Gu Qiuyi didn’t know who he was, so he could understand why the boy was so dismissive. Now that he knew his name, he was probably trembling and thinking of how to flatter him.

Kou Huai felt comforted by this imagination, and the anger he had been holding since yesterday mostly dissipated.

Right then, Gu Qiuyi replied: “I want to give you a famous quote to live by.”

Kou Huai crossed his legs. “What?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Fail to observe Men’s Virtue, and your dick will end up with a bone fracture.”

Kou Huai: “?”

Kou Huai: “What do you mean by that?”

However, Gu Qiuyi did not reply again.

Kou Huai almost flipped over in rage. What the hell?!

Gu Qiuyi ignored Kou Huai’s messages and even set him to “Do Not Disturb.” Having done all this, he stared blankly at Chu Yueguang’s chat page.

From yesterday until now, Chu Yueguang hadn’t replied to any of the four or five messages he had sent.

Do I look like a total simp? he wondered.

Gu Qiuyi resiliently sent one more message to Chu Yueguang: “Are you still sleeping?”

This time, the other side replied: “No, I’m up.”

Gu Qiuyi was so startled he nearly rolled off his bed.

At the Chu residence, Chu Yueguang returned from his workout and saw his younger sister, Chu Wenxing, holding his phone and pressing buttons randomly. He paused, then strode over and took the phone from her.

Chu Wenxing smiled at him, showing a gap where her teeth were missing. “Brother, someone was looking for you. I helped you reply.”

Chu Yueguang looked at the phone and saw she had replied to the person he added yesterday. He frowned and was about to put the phone down, but messages began to pour in relentlessly from the other side. If he hadn’t set it to “Do Not Disturb,” the notification pings would have likely composed a melody by now.

This person… types really fast.

Chu Yueguang swiped his thumb, quickly scanning the messages. They were all mindless nonsense.

Chu Yueguang was annoyed and wanted to delete him, but a few of the latest messages popped up, causing him to hesitate.

“You really look so good. I’ve never seen a boy more handsome than you. I really want to be your friend, waaaaah. I gathered my courage to talk to you yesterday and you ignored me. I’m so touched that you’re talking to me now; I’m crying tears of excitement. If you don’t believe me, look.”

Attached to the message was a photo of a pair of watery eyes.

There was no filter; it was a raw photo taken with the phone’s original camera. One could clearly see the owner of the photo had fair, tender skin. On that flawless skin, the eyes had long, rounded curves. The eyelashes were long and thick, currently clumped together by moisture, lining the eyelids like natural eyeliner and highlighting a rich, pure depth. The owner of the eyes was clearly shy; they didn’t dare look straight into the lens. Instead, their gaze was cast downward, the thin, pale eyelids covering most of the pupils, while the remaining sliver was filled with a faint mist.

This photo had an overwhelming sense of purity.

Chu Yueguang had never revealed his preference to anyone: he liked pure, clean boys.

In a way, this photo subtly poked at his hidden preference.

Chu Yueguang moved his finger away from the profile picture he was about to delete. He typed slowly and very reservedly—

“I am not writing your summer homework for you.”