“Cen Zhen…” Yao Jin was so moved that he could not wait to open the terminal and start a video call to express his gratitude, but he quickly realized that his current image was too bad to present. The twists and turns in his heart finally turned into two sincere words-
Yao Jin: Thank you!
Yao Jin: I will treat you and Lian Yu to dinner tomorrow night!
Yao Jin: You two will always be my most trusted friends!
“Hmm?” Cen Zhen, who was eating dinner, put down his chopsticks, turned around, and asked inexplicably: “Yao Jin sent me a thank you without any reason? And said that we will always be his good friends? What did you do?”
“I didn’t do anything.” Lian Yu raised his head and swallowed the last bite of the original sandwich, licking the egg yolk foam on his fingers, “Don’t wrongly accuse a good person.”
Cen Zhen was touched by Lian Yu’s thick skin, “If you were a good person, there would be no bad people in this world.”
“Then you are a bad man’s wife.”
“.…..”
After cleaning up the garbage left from dinner, the two carefully analyzed the information Yao Jin sent. After a while, they concluded that the male protagonist was worthy of being the male protagonist because their thoughts were simply unpredictable to them, the little cannon fodder.
Yao Jin’s treat to a meal was very grand. He chose a luxurious restaurant downtown. As soon as they entered the door, 20 hostesses stood on both sides waiting, all bowing to welcome them. During the meal, there was a high-end accompaniment of professional musicians. When the music got loud, Lian Yu frowned and Yao Jin smiled bitterly. When the sound was soft, it was like a lullaby, which made Pan yawn repeatedly.
In the end, it was Cen Zhen who made the decision to replace the music accompaniment with a noodle-pulling performance on temporary notice. The Sentinels and Guides were finally satisfied. As the waiter was slinging noodles, Pan toasted to Cen Zhen and Lian Yu with red eyes, “Thank you……”
Oh well, it seems like the second male lead was infected by the first. Cen Zhen protected his glass and didn’t clink glasses with Pan, “What are you thanking me for?”
“I have to thank you.” Yao Jin said sincerely, “To be honest, even we are unsure. We wanted to give up several times when we were in desperate situations, but…”
“But you believe in us so much.” Pan drank the wine in the glass excitedly and filled it up again. Although it was a low-alcohol wine, it still isn’t safe to drink this fast. Before Cen Zhen could persuade him to stop, Pan already chucks the second glass fully.
“Stop drinking, stop drinking.” Lian Yu saw that he was drunk after just two glasses, and his face was as red as a monkey’s butt. He was afraid that Pan would get too drunk and act crazy. He didn’t want to take care of a drunk.
Cen Zhen finally understood roughly, “You mean the aerial combat competition yesterday, about the bet that I placed? … How did you know?”
Seems like he still doesn’t plan to tell them anything at all? Yao Jin was even more moved. Fortunately, they won. If they lost, Cen Zhen would have lost 10,000 coins for no reason, and he would definitely remain quiet about it just like now.
“Why?” Pan asked, his face completely red, “Why did you bet so much? Aren’t you afraid of us losing and your money will go down the drain?”
“Not afraid.” Cen Zhen said affirmatively. He raised his glass and gently clinked it with Pan, and said in the crisp sound of glass: “Because I know you will definitely win.”
He meant that he had the script and Lian Yu understood it and smiled. He raised his glass to Pan and shook the clear water in the glass. Unexpectedly, Pan half opened his mouth but said nothing for a long time, only tears flowed, “Thank you, thank you, wuwuwu, how can you be so nice wuwuwu…”
Halfway through the meal, the scene became Pan crying, Yao Jin comforted him, Lian Yu watched the fun, and Cen Zhen ate expressionlessly.
As a result of Pan’s inferiority complex of the past, he still lacked confidence after suddenly discovering his driving talent and couldn’t believe in himself even after the aerial battle. With each victory, it brought him no assurance, but overwhelming pressure instead. After the video of his game with Yao Jin was uploaded to the forum homepage, voices of doubt emerged one after another. Yao Jin’s praise seemed more of an empty comfort to Pan because of their close relationship. No matter how he did, Yao Jin would support him unconditionally, without any objectivity.
Until he woke up this morning, Yao Jin told him that Cen Zhen bet 10,000 coins for them in this game, unconditionally betting on them to win.
And now Cen Zhen said that he knew they would definitely win…
Pan felt like a spirit born from a faucet because his tears could not stop flowing.
Cen Zhen and Lian Yu realized belatedly that Yao Jin and Pan must have misunderstood something, but they couldn’t remind them at this time that they misunderstood, we didn’t mean that at all. The two looked at each other and silently decided to continue the misunderstanding.
It’s just that Lian Yu doesn’t understand why he, a villain who makes trouble as his life duty, has become the male protagonist’s confidant brother in this life and accidentally solved so many of Pan’s psychological problems.
After faucet-spirit-Pan cried so hard, Pan showed his masculinity. When Cen Zhen and Lian Yu were invincible in close melee combat, he and Yao Jin fought hard in aerial combat. Although it was difficult to win every time, they always won in the end.
After entering the top 50, the competition became more and more compact. There were ten groups, each consisting of five teams playing a round-robin tournament. The group that Cen Zhen and Lian Yu were assigned to was full of novices, and they won all four games; the group that Yao Jin and Pan were assigned to was full of the strong; the author was definitely a stepmother.
Zhou Qingchang became addicted to teaching Cen Zhen. There was a great sense of accomplishment to have a student who understood everything quickly and was extremely diligent. Cen Zhen found the right opportunity and indirectly delivered information the future Zhou Qingchang, who was already a professor at the research institute, said to the protagonists in the novel to the Zhou QingChang now after some modification.
The information is something Cen Zhen could recognize every word of the sentence separately, but only a genius could understand when put together. Yet, Zhou Qingchang suddenly changed his expression when he saw it, picked up the paper, and disappeared for three days. When he came back three days later, even Cen Zhen’s expression had changed.
“The direction is right, but even I can’t figure it out immediately. It takes time… I’m getting more and more curious about you… and Lian Yu. I heard even Qu has surrendered. As long as he unlocks his terminal, he will grant Lian Yu one request.” Zhou Qingchang copied his notes and transferred them to Cen Zhen’s terminal, “But thank you for your message regardless. As I said, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me anytime.”
Cen Zhen accepted the generous thank-you gift in his hand with peace of mind, opened it, and read two pages casually. It was indeed a heavenly book that he, a pseudo-third-year guide, couldn’t understand a single word.
Lian Yu has been addicted to gambling recently. He bet on every game mentioned in the novel. Of course, the author made the result of those games unexpected or a fair game with members on both sides popular candidates. In the eyes of others, Lian Yu also chose some teams that were bound to lose.
However, the key is that these teams won in the end. Over time, he became famous in the whole Tower and the White Tower again with the title God of Gamblers.
Cen Zhen learned all this from his deskmate, who hinted that as his long-time classmate, Cen Zhen should give him a hand because he also wanted to make money. Cen Zhen really wanted to laugh. Lian Yu would not miss a single opportunity to show off, and he would truly try every means to make his presence felt. If there were no conditions, he would create them himself, and he would make the name Lian Yu resound throughout the entire Tower.
That night, the Gambling God Lian Yu brought a message: “Hongxing’s team ranked third, and their ranking competition stopped in the top 50.”
Cen Zhen had just finished a shower and was sitting on the carpet playing with snow leopards. He did not react to these words, because the plot was almost the same as in the original. He raised his eyes slowly and answered “Hmm” to indicate that it was nothing. Lian Yu squatted beside him, his long light golden hair cascading down his shoulders and onto the carpet, “I think there’s something wrong with him, like he’s secretly planning something behind my back.”
“You’ve been his dog-headed military advisor for so long, why doesn’t he trust you?” Cen Zhen scratched the lion’s mane, Lian Yu squinted and got closer, “Say it again?”
Cen Zhen scratched Lian Yu’s chin, “Cat-headed military advisor, are you satisfied?”
The top 50 in each division are divided into 10 groups, and each group will have a round-robin match. The first in points will enter the winner group, and the second in points will enter the loser group. Then within the groups, there would be a round-robin match again. The last 5 of the ten teams in the loser group will be eliminated, and the top 5 will compete with the bottom 5 in points in the winner group for ranking. Finally, the 5 that won will compete with the top 5 in the winner group to determine the final ranking order.
Cen Zhen and Lian Yu were in the close combat winners group, and Yao Jin and Pan were in the aerial combat losers group. There were about 2,400 Sentinels and Guides in the first, second, and third grades, half became contestants, and only these two teams had survived until now. The first and second grades were wiped out before the top 50.
The results looked tragic, but compared to the previous years where no one in the lower grade teams survived, this was an epic progress worth celebrating.
The enthusiastic lower-grade students strongly requested that this month’s match-making gathering be changed into a celebration meeting, and they hunted down the four in their classrooms and dormitories to invite them to the event warmly. They even blocked the toilet window to invite them passionately.
Pan refused again and again, shyly saying that they were the last in the loser group, and they might lose tomorrow, so it was too early to celebrate.
The organizer smiled: “There is no such a thing as too early. It’s the top 20. We have been bullied by senior students in the past years and never dared to dream of this ranking. We must celebrate!”
Cen Zhen didn’t care, and he knew Lian Yu would definitely agree. Maybe he is happily writing his acceptance speech now.
As expected, Lian Yu from Class 1, Grade 3 of the Tower agreed as soon as he was invited and helped the organizer to persuade Yao Jin to participate.
Not far from Yao Jin, surrounded by everyone, Hong Xing sat quietly in the shadow of the corner of the classroom. The jealousy in his heart could no longer be tolerated. It had completely surfaced and pierced Yao Jin’s back with cold looks.
Original Author’s Note:
Lawful good male lead one and two, characteristics: easy to deceive
Don’t ask why this word counts, if you must ask, it’s because it is Chinese New Year today (nope
