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Before Shen Huaiyu came to the school, the original owner had been the universally acknowledged campus heartthrob. But the moment Shen Huaiyu arrived, he stole all the original owner's limelight with nothing but his face. The original owner grew jealous, yet revealed nothing on the surface. He deliberately approached Shen Huaiyu and won his trust by playing on their similarly tragic backgrounds. After learning that Shen Huaiyu urgently needed money, he introduced Shen Huaiyu to the bar where he worked part-time as a waiter.

The original owner knew that Shen Huaiyu's face was the root of all trouble. Looking like that, he was bound to attract the attention of the bar's patrons. Then something would definitely happen—something the original owner would be delighted to see, but Shen Huaiyu himself could never accept. What the original owner had not expected was that, on Shen Huaiyu's first day at work, the novel's official male lead took a liking to him. Upon learning this, the original owner was consumed by envy and hatred. He deliberately mocked Shen Huaiyu until Shen Huaiyu was humiliated and enraged. At the same time, he left the official male lead, who happened to overhear their conversation, with a negative impression of him as calculating and deeply scheming.

[Task One: Use words to provoke Shen Huaiyu and make him humiliated and enraged. Make the official male lead form a negative impression of you as vain, vulgar, and deeply scheming.]

"I heard all about it." Cheng Lang sighed and patted Shen Huaiyu on the shoulder. What a pitiful kid. Having his family destroyed and everyone dead was miserable enough, and then he had to run into such a godawful piece of trash. To suit the original novel, he even had to get a happy ending with that kind of trash. No wonder the original protagonist had lost all will to live and died without even wanting to follow the plot. Anyone would lose their mind in his place.

Cheng Lang felt that Shen Huaiyu might have depressive tendencies and could not help comforting him. "Don't feel too bad. We're both men. It's no big deal. Just think of it as getting bitten by a dog."

Shen Huaiyu was humiliated and furious, and he did not want to discuss this sort of thing with Cheng Lang.

But Cheng Lang refused to let Shen Huaiyu off. "Oh, right. Isn't your family short on money? Since it's already happened, there's no point dwelling on it. If that guy keeps pestering you and insists on keeping you, have him cover your younger brother's medical bills. And while you're at it, have him buy back your parents' house. It was where your whole family used to live, after all. There's nothing wrong with keeping something to remember them by."

There was really no need to resist to the bitter end and wind up illegally imprisoned by the official male lead.

Shen Huaiyu's eyes widened as he stared at Cheng Lang in shock. He clearly had not expected Cheng Lang to say something like that.

Cheng Lang wanted to say a few more things, but the shift supervisor came over. "...Why are you slacking off again? Can't you see how busy the dance floor is? If you keep running around and refusing to work, watch me dock your pay."

Talk about anything with Cheng Lang except money. That was Cheng Lang's one and only fatal weakness. Not even while he was doing a task.

"Don't! Don't! Don't! Please, don't dock my pay!" Cheng Lang begged the supervisor, grinning cheekily. "I'll get back to work right away. I'll work hard and be dedicated to my post."

Cheng Lang hurried back to the dance floor. Sure enough, the bar area was already swamped. The bartender placed freshly mixed drinks on the counter one after another, while several waiters buzzed back and forth like bees. When they saw Cheng Lang return, someone could not help complaining, "Cheng Lang, you're slacking off again!"

"What do you mean, slacking off? Everyone has biological needs. If you've got the guts, don't ask me to cover your shift the next time you go on a date with your girlfriend." Cheng Lang silenced the waiter with a single sentence. He picked up a tray and started delivering drinks everywhere. Even as he served them, he did not forget to be dedicated to his work. He persuaded several customers to buy bottles of red wine to show off in front of their female companions, successfully earning several thousand yuan in commission.

Just as Cheng Lang was busy earning drink commissions, a commotion suddenly broke out on the dance floor. Cheng Lang froze slightly and looked toward the noise. A young man in a little vest and smoky eye makeup, looking wild and impossible to tame, stood onstage with his neck stiffly raised. Customers below were shouting for him to sing.

Cheng Lang suddenly remembered this part of the plot. The little wild horse onstage was Meng Tianye. He was the bar's resident singer and one of the little stand-ins kept by the novel's official male lead. Because his voice sounded very much like the official male lead's white moonlight, he had been greatly favored before Shen Huaiyu came along. After learning that the official male lead had slept with Shen Huaiyu, he could not help throwing a tantrum and deliberately went on strike during his performance. What he did not know was that, on that very night, the official male lead's white moonlight had arranged to meet someone at the bar to discuss business. Meng Tianye's strike ruined the white moonlight's mood. When the official male lead found out, he punished the little wild horse harshly.

—Another thing worth mentioning was that this bar had actually been invested in by the official male lead's white moonlight. He had originally wanted to build a club where it would be convenient to discuss business, but after the bar opened, it unexpectedly became the most popular money-burning den in the entire city. At first, the official male lead had only wanted to support the white moonlight's business, but later he became a regular at the bar. As for why he dared to openly build his own fishpond in the white moonlight's bar, Cheng Lang had no idea. He was just really curious about how that man's brain worked!

No wonder the white moonlight did not care for him!

Cheng Lang mingled among the bustling crowd on the dance floor and looked up at Meng Tianye, who stood silently onstage with his neck stiffly raised, his eyes constantly darting toward the VIP area on the second floor. Thinking of the abuse this young man was about to suffer, Cheng Lang's soft heart stirred again.

Cheng Lang pushed through the noisy crowd and went straight onto the stage. He casually snatched the electric guitar from a band member's arms and walked up to the microphone. "Hello, everyone. Tianye's throat is a little uncomfortable tonight, so I'll sing a song in his place."

The crowd below immediately erupted. "Who the fuck are you? We want to hear Tianye sing!"

"Get off the stage!"

"Get down!"

But some people saw that Cheng Lang was good-looking and wanted to give him a chance.

Meng Tianye, the person involved, stared at Cheng Lang in disbelief. He still remembered that this was the waiter who had brought the wolf over, and he could not help cursing, "What does this have to do with you—"

A passionate, fluid guitar solo cut off Meng Tianye's complaint. Cheng Lang's fingers flew over the strings as he showed off with an extremely difficult solo, instantly silencing the dissatisfied protests both on and off the stage.

After seizing the initiative, Cheng Lang leaned close to the microphone. Looking at the young men and women on the dance floor stretching their necks to stare at the stage, he projected his voice. "How many times have I fallen for your beauty that could topple a city? Amid countless blossoms and charms, I am drunk for you alone..."