บท 5: 1.
"The worldly immortal is looking as beautiful as ever, may his beauty last ten thousand years!"
"I can eat ten rice bowls just staring at him."
"My day begins at looking at a beauty, and my day ends at looking at homework, yingyingying, I want to take the beauty home!"
That was the general content of the females' conversation. They felt pleasant and energized by watching eye candies. The feeling of spring breeze and radiant youth exuded from their happy countenances.
The males on the other hand... were on the other end of the spectrum. They crowded around each other in small groups and somberly discussed their predicaments.
"...yesterday, my mother asked me why have I become uglier.. Classmates, take note she said this after peeking at classmate Gu's picture on the school forums."
"Then what'd you say to her?"
With eyes full of regret and hands clasped on the desk tightly, the boy said, "I told her to blame it on genetics. Then, then I got beaten up twice in a day. The first one from my mother and then once more when my father came home. Turns out my mother snitched on me."
All the boys took turns to pat the speaker on the shoulder with sympathy.
"My situation is no better. My grandma told me to bring home a beautiful girl like classmate Gu. I told her that classmate Gu is a male. She then looked me up and down saying, 'Then hurry up and get bent, your family will thank you for your sacrifice.' But I have no interest in males!"
"Thank you for your sacrifice."
"Thank you for your sacrifice +2."
"Thank you for your sacrifice +3."
"Scram! I dare you to meet me outside!"
Gu Musheng lazily glanced around the classroom, before looking at the time displayed on the now-working phone.
7:56 A.M.
The morning lecture begins at 8 A.M. and this particular professor had a habit of being punctual. He would unlock the door at 7:30 and only come in at exactly 8. He also held slight expectations for his students to hold the same regard to timing as himself.
If you came in five minutes after 8, then you will only receive a glance. If it's ten minutes, it'd be an annoyed look, one that said "don't do it again." If you were thirty minutes late, well, you needn't worry about that.
The door would be locked so you wouldn't be late.
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So if you can't wake up on time or you're constantly late; this is not the class for you.
So Gu Musheng really couldn't understand how the male lead would make a "fashionably late" appearance. If he really gets locked out, Gu Musheng was afraid he wouldn't be able to control his laughter.
At 7:58, a youth hurried in. It looked like a normal scene where he rushed to an empty seat at the front of the room near the podium. However, everything was different in Gu Musheng's eyes.
As the youth walked in, the world seemed to be in some kind of slow-mo filter. It really drew Gu Musheng's attention like a notification that said "look at me look at me! I'm important!"
Then like some kind of weird movie effect, as soon as he (the youth) lifted his head, the youth froze like he was in some picture frame.
He had a hoodie over his head and only a tuft of messy hair can be seen peeking out. Those cautious nervous eyes with drawn brows and pink pursed lips made his whole appearance look cute.
In a split second, the whole scene looked like it was drawn with ink on white paper. In huge calligraphy fonts appearing next to the youth were the words:
"Tang Moyu, scholarship student. Role: tragic cannon fodder"
As soon as Gu Musheng finished reading it in his mind, the scene resumed and all filter-like effects disappeared.
Perhaps this was what System 644 meant about being able to identify them as soon as he sees them.
Although it appears that this male wasn't a main lead, his role should be significant enough to be identified. Or maybe there's a whole different criteria for being identified.
Gu Musheng shrugged. He was a dead man playing a flower vase, what's the point in wasting brain cells?
It's better to not think and just enjoy!
His hand reached down into his school bag and grabbed out a packet.
"Oh, so this is where my melon seeds are."
Hurray for muscle memory!
Apparently this body has a habit of storing snacks.
Anyways he was going to crack open a lot of melon seeds when the male lead comes in.
Gu Musheng really wanted to know if the male lead would make it in time before the professor locks the door.
Facing a locked door, what kind of face would that arrogant male lead make?
It ought to be an ugly one with his plans being messed up.
Hehe.
Pale slender fingers elegantly cracked open a melon seed, with a slight smile Gu Musheng tossed it into his mouth.
8 A.M.
The professor just walked in.
Crunch.
He held his cheek as he chewed leisurely, eyes squinting in happiness.
Yo, these melon seeds are pretty good~
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