Yan Che passed through the book and became the cannon fodder that everyone shouted and beat up in a book about cultivating immortals.
Good news: He read this book thoroughly to write his graduation thesis. He knows the plot by heart, and it also comes with a novice system as a pendant.
Bad news: What he gnawed to death was not the original text at all, but a restricted-rated fanfic that had all the OOC members in the room and the core plot was "The whole world wants to sleep with Yan Che".
What's worse: what he wears is a genuine and authentic original world.
So the cannon fodder Yan Che, who should have been hated by others, turned into an academic brain-boosting emperor who relies on fan text analysis to weld closed logical loops and firmly believes that "the whole world wants to sleep with me".
At the beginning, he was blocked on the bed by someone with a bad look on his face. The system was so frightened that he trembled: [Host! They're going to take action! Let's just hold on!
Yan Che didn't care: "It's okay, they just want to sleep with me."
After that, he grabbed the leader's wrist with his backhand and led him to the edge of the bed. He commented in his heart: Yes, this distance is enough to feel oppressive. It perfectly fits the character of the cold-blooded swordsman in Chinese.
Being designed to enter a secret realm and desperate situation, the system was spinning in panic: [Host! This is a dead end!
Yan Che stepped inside and moved thoughtfully towards the center of the danger: [Why are you running? If I run away, won't their plan be in vain? In a moment, it will be the classic "hero saves beauty" narrative variation. Although the quality of the novel's content is worrying, the basic framework is still there.
During the sect's general election, someone publicly made things difficult for him and his entry qualifications were cancelled. The system was completely numb: [Let me guess, you think the other party wants to sleep with you again?
Yan Che Shiran straightened his clothes and raised his chin at the person who was making things difficult for him: "You are quite good at getting things done. Are you playing hard to get? Do you want to attract my attention in this way? Okay, I will remember you."
He turned around and added a rigorous academic analysis to the system: [Compared to others who forced the plot, his version has a bit of a sincere prototype. Unfortunately, there is no plot foreshadowing and it does not conform to the internal logic of the character's behavior. So according to text logic, he can't like me yet.
Until one day, the system finally connected to the main system, got the original plot, and let out a desperate cry:
[Host! ! You are the biggest bug in the world! The book you memorized is not the original work at all, it is a fan version! Your true setting is disgusting to everyone! No one wants to sleep with you!
Yan Che's brain shut down on the spot, and his academic logic completely collapsed: [Wait... That's not right! Then why did Ji Lang really want to sleep with me? !
Before he finished speaking, someone held him firmly around his waist, and his whole body was enveloped in a familiar cold embrace.
Ji Langxing lowered his eyes and spoke with a cold voice close to his ear: "The hand is held and the advantage is taken. According to your narrative logic..."
He paused and said in an upward tone: "What's the plot next, huh?"
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Yan Che: ... I committed academic misconduct and I apologize.
System: Apologize now? It's too late! !
Concept: Words are the shadow of thoughts
