Ji Xi and Ji Heng?

Huh? Did the campus novel's plot fall apart right from the start?

Or could they bring in a new vicious supporting actress to follow the plot?

Yan Xianjue genuinely began to suspect that possibility.

When he had read the novel, he had known that Su Su, the female lead, was not someone who stayed in her lane.

When Shen Fangli had gossiped with them, she had called her a green tea bitch.

But having read the novel, he felt that Su Su was more of a seductress.

And a seductress with plenty of ambition.

He remembered that later in the novel, Su Su's career had developed better and better.

Many of her fans had called her a role model for independent women.

Meanwhile, Shen Fangli, who had entered the entertainment industry through her family connections, had served as her foil.

She had once again been dragged out as a disposable tool.

Yan Xianjue shook his head, feeling that Shen Fangli was still the one who had it worst.

Shen Fangli had first been startled by Yan Xianjue's lively inner voice, which completely contradicted his appearance.

Then she was startled by his speculation.

A new vicious supporting actress?

She frowned. Did someone really have to replace her in that role?

She shook her head. If some unspeakable mysterious force was not at work—

Then either Lin Shi or Su Su must have been stirring up trouble behind the scenes.

Right, she suddenly clapped her hands together.

She remembered something. Hadn't Yan Xianjue said yesterday that Su Su knew her second aunt?

Shen Fangli immediately picked up her phone and sent that information to her father.

Zhou Ye was startled by her sudden movement. His hand loosened, and his cup of milk tea slipped downward.

After scrambling to catch his milk tea, Zhou Ye finally let out a breath of relief.

He complained, "Shen Fangli, don't keep startling people like that."

Shen Fangli gave a quiet snort.

If you could hear Yan Xianjue's inner thoughts, you'd definitely be far more surprised than I am.

"Want to do homework together after school?" Shen Fangli invited enthusiastically.

Yan Xianjue was slightly taken aback.

He knew that the Top Student Class had a tradition of staying at school to study on their own.

Their school was somewhat different from other schools.

Most of the students at this school hired private tutors after class.

So the school did not arrange supervised study sessions.

Unless they were boarding students, classes generally ended around four thirty in the afternoon.

But she was inviting him to do homework in the Top Student Class?

Was she serious?

Their homeroom teacher was his physics teacher.

Was he asking for trouble, or walking straight into a trap?

Besides, the Top Student Class had both the male lead and female lead.

It was practically a high-risk zone.

Nope!

This random extra will never enter the male and female leads' set!

Yan Xianjue repeatedly shook his head inwardly.

Out loud, he politely said, "I usually go straight home after school."

"Right, right, right." Zhou Ye hurriedly chimed in.

It was the first time anyone had invited them to study in the Top Student Class.

He was so stunned that he even started stuttering.

"Studying or whatever, we-we-we don't need to do that, right?"

Zhou Ye quickly changed the subject. "Speaking of which, I still think it's too early to talk about investing."

"Whenever my dad invests, he always gets someone to conduct a risk assessment beforehand."

"Why not ask your eldest brother to introduce you to a manager? That way, you won't have to worry about it too much."

Zhou Ye's suggestion represented what most people thought.

It was also a fairly common way for the second and third generations of wealthy families to manage their money.

But Shen Fangli silently shook her head to herself.

She guessed Yan Xianjue would not choose that option.

Sure enough, Yan Xianjue rejected it without even thinking.

And the reason he gave was impossible to argue with.

"It's fine. If I lose money, I'll just treat it as practice."

Bullshit! There's no way I'll lose money!

No one can make me lose even a single cent!

"Pfft—" Shen Fangli could not hold back and sprayed out a mouthful of milk tea.

Luckily, there was no one sitting in front of them.

But they still had no choice but to change places.

Yan Xianjue patted his butt and stood up.

"Alright, let's not sit here anymore. It's almost time for class anyway. Let's head back."

Shen Fangli took the tissue Zhou Ye handed her and wiped her mouth and hands.

Somewhat embarrassed, she said, "Sorry, I... I just suddenly thought of something funny."

"I couldn't hold it in."

Zhou Ye could not help saying, "Your train of thought is way too scattered. Is this what it means to be a Top Student?"

"We were talking about investing. What funny thing did you think of?" Yan Xianjue asked curiously.

Shen Fangli: "..."

Don't rush me, I'm making something up.

Fortunately, Yan Xianjue did not keep pressing her, as though he had merely said it casually to help her out.

Yan Xianjue's thoughts were more or less what she had expected.

The option of finding a manager had briefly appeared in his mind.

He had quickly crossed it out without hesitation.

Never mind whether eight million was worth hiring a manager to handle it exclusively.

The biggest difference between him and other investors was that he knew the plot. That was the greatest benefit his awakened memories had given him.

It was his most useful cheat.

Right now, he was the kind of scriptwriter team most hated in anime and TV show bullet comments, comment sections, and forums.

With the script in hand, he stood in an invincible position.

Since he had already grasped so many opportunities in advance—

Why would he choose a manager with lower risks and lower returns?

He had always been someone who liked to gamble.

In his previous life, he had simply lacked capital.

Now that he had the advantage, as well as funds and his family backing him up—

Why not give it a try?

But he could consider finding an assistant.

He did not want to personally handle every little matter himself.

That would also have to wait until after the Gaokao.

"Sigh." Yan Xianjue let out a resentful sigh.

He deeply felt that he was still too young to do many things.

Zhou Ye eagerly caught up to him and asked, "What's wrong? What has our young master so troubled?"

"I didn't hear that there was a physics test today."

Yan Xianjue viciously elbowed him. "Thanks. Don't bring up the one thing I don't want to hear."

Shen Fangli walked beside them and laughed at that.

As if mentioning it casually, she said, "Speaking of which, I'm planning to find a job after the Gaokao too, just to learn a little."

"No way?" Zhou Ye wailed dramatically. "You're all working this hard?"

The three of them joked around, talking about this and that.

Then they ran into Ji Xi, who was drenched in sweat.

Judging by the direction he was coming from, Ji Xi should have entered through the school gate.

What was he doing? Why is he soaked every time I run into him?

Don't tell me he ran into Lin Shi again?

Shen Fangli sat fairly close to Ji Xi in class, and they got along reasonably well.

Without needing to think about it, she knew that Ji Xi must have taken advantage of the lunch break to go help his mother.

He was covered in sweat, probably because he was worried about being late for class, or because he wanted to save water at home and planned to rinse off in the school washroom instead.

Ji Xi had been seen doing this a few times, and the story had spread until everyone knew about it.

He simply stopped hiding it. His open and straightforward attitude left those people with nothing to say instead.

Shen Fangli quietly and briefly explained the situation to Yan Xianjue.

Seeing the look of realization on Yan Xianjue's face, she found it somewhat amusing.

This guy clearly loved gossip. How could he care so little about the gossip at school?

What she did not know was that Yan Xianjue's love of gossip was simply because awakening his memories had also awakened his broken little heart that loved reading novels!

Ji Xi met them head-on.

"Ji Xi," Shen Fangli greeted him.

Ji Xi nodded at them.

Yan Xianjue froze as if he had been struck by lightning.

Zhou Ye nudged his arm.

Yan Xianjue came back to himself and realized that Ji Xi was thanking him for the towel he had given him yesterday.

"I've already washed it. I'll return it to you this afternoon." Ji Xi noticed another towel wrapped around Yan Xianjue's wrist.

He guessed that Yan Xianjue probably had that habit.

"No need." Yan Xianjue shook his head. "I don't use things other people have used."

Zhou Ye hurriedly explained for him. "He's a bit of a germaphobe in certain ways, and he has tons of towels. He barely uses them a few times. If you don't mind, you can keep it."

Yan Xianjue nodded, as though agreeing with him.

Ji Xi nodded as well, without saying whether he would return it or not.

"Then I'll be going first." He still had to rinse the sweat off himself in the washroom.

After Ji Xi left, Zhou Ye curiously asked, "What was wrong with you just now?"

Yan Xianjue shook his head. "I noticed something. I'll tell you once I've confirmed it."

Shen Fangli pricked up her ears.

Sure enough, Yan Xianjue's inner voice turned into a screaming chicken again.

What's going on? Why does Ji Xi look so much like Officer Ji Heng, and they even share the same surname, Ji!

How could they possibly not be related?

But if Ji Xi really is related to Ji Heng, how did he end up like this?

Yan Xianjue was completely stunned.

The last time, whether he had run into Ji Xi in the hallway or watched gossip unfold at the entrance—

Yan Xianjue had only seen Ji Xi's profile.

Although he had already learned plenty of gossip about Ji Xi—

Just now was the first time he had seen what Ji Xi actually looked like.

In that flash of realization, he suddenly remembered why Ji Heng had looked familiar to him.

Ji Heng had been facing his eldest and second brothers when he spoke.

When Yan Xianjue had looked over, hadn't he only seen his profile?