Su Jin couldn't figure out why he had traveled through time when he neither had a car accident nor hit the keyboard. Fortunately, he survived and died and became an early cannon fodder. Well, for the sake of his future life, he might as well hug the protagonist's thigh. But who can tell him why the protagonist turns a blind eye to his advances? Alas, he should be more tolerant and let him be the protagonist. Showing kindness won't do, but a life-saving favor will do. . . . . Yingying, you are not the protagonist I know. I can't bear it any more. I won't serve you anymore! You really don't want to trick me anymore, okay? Here's the little transparent cannon fodder you promised. Why did Mao have so much trouble to find him? The main character, junior brother, come and save him! Xia Chu: Didn't you say you don't want to serve me? Su Jin: Haha, how could that be? I'm just joking with you. Xia Chu: Really? Just lie down. Su Jin: What's going on? . . . . . . . . . . . . The logic of 1v1 between the host and the recipient is reasonable (at least the author thinks so). It is the first time to write an article with as few surprises as possible. I hope everyone will support it and save it if you think it is acceptable.