038. Choose One
Little Emperor Wen’s plots are usually ridiculous, but they either come from harem manga or something out of real-life news.
Like the plot triggered this time: a party hosted by a succubus aimed at sharing multiple quality men with a few good sisters. The party lasted a whole day and night, leaving the antagonist stuck in bed for days.
Yes! This part of the plot was obviously written for Zhang Shaoqing!
Wen Yang’s plot leans towards romantic developments, mostly mutual consent and steamy moments, while Zhang Shaoqing’s plot leans into absurdity—tailing, train adventures, group activities…
After spending some time in Little Emperor Wen’s world, the plots of both definitely match their characters.
Wen Yang has a relatively reserved personality; after tasting the forbidden fruit, he becomes more proactive, but right now, he’s still a bit of a newbie. Zhang Shaoqing, on the other hand, has been strictly controlled since childhood, is extroverted and loves excitement. After going rogue, he completely abandoned laws, morals, and ethics, but for now, he’s just a cheeky brat.
Ning Chu is feeling a bit lost.
So if she stops Wen Yang from participating in the club activity, does that mean she’s destroying the plot?
A few days later, during military training performance.
Students lined up and marched into the large playground, which gradually became packed with students.
“Wow! Is that from the arts campus?”
Lost in thought, Ning Chu suddenly heard Zhang Shaoqing’s dramatic gasp. She turned her head towards the entrance of the playground, only to see a row of handsome guys and pretty girls filling in.
No surprise, it’s the arts campus! Even in a world filled with eye candy, students from the arts campus stand out.
There were all sorts of handsome and beautiful people, like a vibrant bouquet of flowers.
Students stood in a circle around the playground, and several tables and chairs appeared on stage where some school leaders sat under a few sun umbrellas, all sporting friendly smiles as they looked at a group of newcomers.
“Those clueless school leaders know it’s hot and even brought umbrellas,” Zhang Shaoqing grumbled, crossing his arms. “It’s thirty to forty degrees out for military training, and look, I’m about to get sunburned!”
Ning Chu nodded in agreement.
Totally clueless!
But looking at his still-pale arms, he pursed his lips, glaring at the sun.
What a letdown!
His skin was just bronze in a healthy pink after getting some sun; why couldn’t it end up as tanned as Wen Yang’s? Such a man!
“Sit!”
At the instructor’s command, Ning Chu plopped down on the ground.
This military training performance consisted of student talent showcases and military training achievements.
But he had little interest, keeping his legs straight and hands on his knees, with his head buried in his arms, radiating laziness.
His mind was still preoccupied with the villa party happening on the weekend; he had no time for performances.
Once the last few hours of military training ended, it would be the weekend.
Ning Chu worried that by pointing out problems with the club gathering, he might only excite Wen Yang more. A scenario similar to last weekend might unfold where he’d try to distract Wen Yang while the latter sneaked away.
But really, he’s just a little virgin. Even the bar twins aren’t impressed by him. What guts does he have to attend that kind of party?
“Ning Chu, Ning Chu.” Zhang Shaoqing suddenly leaned over, grinning mischievously. “Are you going out to play this weekend?”
“Aren’t you going home?”
He suddenly darkened, causing Ning Chu to feel chills.
This guy changes moods too fast! Just waiting for him to go rogue, and with that delinquent vibe, his expression looked like he might explode and start swinging!
“I’ll just be back briefly, saying school matters,” Zhang Shaoqing scratched his head of wild hair, his gloomy face quickly flipping back to a grin. He teased, “Are you going?”
“Where to?”
“To the party Wen Yang mentioned!”
What the heck! Why are you even interested in that?
Ning Chu’s body instinctively leaned back in shock, putting distance between him and Zhang Shaoqing. “That party can’t be a legit gathering, right?”
“Why would I want to go to a boring one! Seven or eight girls, and one of them is a succubus! Plus, we can bring friends.”
Upon seeing that sleazy grin, he shook his head rapidly. “No way! If you want to go, go by yourself; I’m definitely not going.”
Not even his member’s made any progress! Even if he’s tempted, participating would just be asking for ridicule—who knows, some male-on-male scene might uncontrollably unfold!
“Scaredy-cat!”
Zhang Shaoqing turned to find Wen Yang, but Ning Chu quickly grabbed his arm: “Wen Yang’s not going either! He told me before!”
“Feels like he’s under wife control! You say he can’t go, and he just won’t?”
“……”
Ning Chu almost cursed him out but took a few seconds to calm down, urging, “Don’t go meddling either; wouldn’t it be better to play games together in the dorm?”
“I’m not Wen Yang; why should I listen to you?” Zhang Shaoqing paused in his departure, rubbing his chin, looking him up and down, then flashed a classic villain grin. “Not going is fine too…”
That look sent shivers down Ning Chu’s spine; he instinctively crossed his arms, frowning with unease.
“Then how about we hit the bar tonight? I haven’t gone in ages.”
This guy! Always pitching wild parties or bar outings! Can’t he think of anything normal to do?
“I don’t drink,” he mumbled.
“Perfect! If we get drunk, you’ll carry us back.”
“I have no money…”
“I’ll treat you!”
Seeing Zhang Shaoqing’s steadfast resolve to either hit the bar or go to a party, Ning Chu sighed, reluctantly compromising: “Fine, the bar then?”
He had never been to a bar, and curiosity got the better of him to see if the place in Little Emperor Wen’s world had bunny girls.
“Geez, you really can’t stand us having some romantic luck! Last time Wen Yang wanted to date, you made excuses to stop him from going, and now you won’t let me have my succubus experience.”
“If it weren’t for my Ling Ling already….”
Zhang Shaoqing instantly shut up, nodding vigorously. “Nice one! I’ll take your advice!”
“Not that; in the future, avoid those obviously shady parties!”
“Like I’ve been to any before! I’m just curious.” He shot Ning Chu a look. “Just thinking about it sounds thrilling.”
True; this guy is under tight family control, has to call home every night to report, and must return home every weekend… not to mention a wild party, who’s to say he isn’t a virgin himself?
With a teasing grin, Ning Chu probed, “You’re not like Wen Yang too, are you? A little virgin?”
“Ha-ha.”
Zhang Shaoqing turned on his heel and walked away.
Was that disdain or guilt?
Ning Chu stared, astonished, at his retreating back, only to hear the instructor’s stern shout: “Sit down! What are you wandering around for?”
Seeing him freeze and plop down right then, Ning Chu couldn’t help but chuckle, and he finally lifted his head to watch the performances on the playground, realizing a few classes were already showcasing their military training achievements.
It wouldn’t be long before it was his class’s turn.
Ning Chu stretched his legs, loosening up, worried about embarrassing himself in front of so many people.
Just as he moved, his face turned pale, and he pressed his hand against his stomach.
Was that… a chill?
Or was it because he interfered with the group event plot?
