Lin Wan went through the book, into the Mary Sue aristocratic campus novel she had just finished complaining about the day before, and became a rich girl with an exclusive gilded uniform at Saint Sakura College.
I originally thought that I would be able to attend day school until graduation with the privilege card of "Shareholder's Child", but I didn't expect to be bullied on the first day of school. The bully was Shen Ci, the only civilian student in the school. He wore a whitewashed ordinary school uniform and entered the school with a full scholarship. Every day, he was made things difficult for him by the followers of the former school bully, Gu Yan (a proud son of heaven who also wore a gilded school uniform).
What's even more outrageous is that Lin Wan found that as long as he got close to Shen Ci, readers' barrages would float in front of him: [! Brother Shen has money to buy medicine for grandma! Warning: Gu Yan will tear up his exercise book later! Who would have thought that this lonely scumbag would become a business boss who would stabilize Gu Yan!
Seeing Shen Ci clenching the envelope tightly and about to tremble, Lin Wan couldn't hold it back. Despite Gu Yan's surprised look, she used the privilege of the gilded school uniform to fight off the bully.
From then on, Lin Wan's "hybrid graduation plan" completely went astray:
The barrage said that Shen Ci was short of money for materials, and she stuffed it in with the excuse of "bought an extra set";
When Gu Yan made trouble for Shen Ci, she stood directly in front of her in her school uniform with a starburst badge;
Even Shen Ci himself was confused. How could this young lady who suddenly protected him always seem to know his difficulties in advance?
Lin Wan looked at the barrage of "I've got it" all over the screen, and then looked at Shen Ci who was gradually losing her timidity and getting brighter in her eyes. Afterwards, she realized that not only did she not avoid the plot, but she also made the future business boss her own "protective deskmate".
