The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans

Yuan Junrui withdrew his hand naturally, smiled at Ling Chunan and said, "Since I still have something to do, I'll take my leave first."

Ling Chunan smiled back, "Thank you, Senior Yuan."

Back in the car, Tang Shouxu took Ling Chunan's right hand and stroked it, "Babe, did you shake hands with him just now?"

"Hmm." Ling Chunan looked at Tang Shouxu, "Did you see anything?"

Tang Shouxu nodded, "This person is not simple. He is more knowledgeable than you now, although he can't tell if there is any malice, you should be careful."

Such a powerful hidden figure? 098 tried hard to recall Yuan Junrui's performance just now, except for his extraordinary composure, he really didn't see anything different.

Ling Chunan was not particularly surprised. Although he might not be as good as Yuanjun Ruigao, he could sense what he had left on his body before, and he didn't erase it, just wanted to see what he wanted to do.

But since Tang Shouxu found out, that's fine.

Seeing Ling Chunan's thoughts, Tang Shouxu gently tugged at his face, "If you need help, baby, just call me, don't take the risk yourself."

"Okay." Ling Chunan smiled and leaned forward to hug Tang Shouxu, "Axu is the best."

Tang Shouxu's body froze, his eyes became darker, and after a while he patted Ling Chunan's back lightly and kissed Ling Chunan's earlobe, "Sit down, baby, it's time to drive."

After Ling Chunan sat upright, Tang Shouxu fastened his seat belt and started the car.

098 took advantage of this and quietly asked: "Host, why did your lord become so reserved this time?" The host jumped on him and didn't respond, if it wasn't for that look in his eyes, he would have thought that your lord was being cold this time.

Ling Chunan: "I'll be fifteen next month."

098: "..." It actually forgot that the host was underage.

After that day, perhaps because of the busy schedule in the last semester of senior high school, or other reasons, Yuan Junrui rarely had time to exchange feelings with Ling Chunan, so until the end of the college entrance examination, Ling Chunan and Yuan Junrui remained close. The relationship between passers-by who are not close, but Han Chen, the male protagonist, comes to Ling Chunan from time to time to refresh his presence, and the relationship between the two seems to be much better.

On the day when the senior high school entrance examination ended, Ling Chunan came out of the examination room, and many classmates greeted him, and he responded one by one, pretending not to see several girls with blushing faces, shoving and shoving, hesitant to speak, and turned towards the girl who walked up to him. Han Chen asked, "Brother Chen, aren't you going to class today?"

Han Chen looked around at Ling Chunan's gaze, and stretched out his hand to pull him, "Let's talk as we walk."

Finally broke through the crowd, Han Chen heaved a sigh of relief, he wiped his sweat, "Xiaoyan, you are so welcome."

Although Ling Chunan only came to Nancheng Middle School for half a year, his popularity has been very loud since the first day he signed up. When everyone talks about him, he is nothing more than a few adjectives, good-looking, excellent grades, good character Well, all in all a good student.

Based on this alone, Ling Chunan has countless fanboys and girls at school. The few who don't like trying to blackmail him seem to always be inadvertently unlucky. When Nan was drinking, he choked on water and hurt his trachea. After recuperating in the hospital for a month, now he detours whenever he sees Ling Chunan.

Ling Chunan didn't ask who wrote these things, but 098 had a lot of guesses. It felt that either Tang Shouxu, a calf-protecting guy, or his own host, a vengeful ghost, did it, but it didn't dare to say it out. .

After hearing Han Chen's words, Ling Chunan smiled a little embarrassedly, "Where? Brother Chen was joking."

"Haha, don't be modest, just now I came here and heard at least five or six people plan to confess to you after the exam." Han Chen smiled heartily, "If I hadn't pulled you out, you would probably be surrounded by girls by now."

"Brother Chen, don't make fun of me," Ling Chunan also laughed, "Why are you here?"

"There's no class in the afternoon, so I'll come and see you." Han Chen took Ling Chunan's schoolbag, "How did you do in the exam?"

"It's okay, there's no problem with our school." Ling Chunan answered easily.

"Ah That's good."

Then Han Chen started to talk about some interesting things that happened recently, Ling Chunan didn't interrupt him, and listened with a smile.

098: "Host, why do I think this male lead is weird?" From the first official meeting before, this male lead's attitude towards Ling Chunan was unbelievably warm, and no matter how cold Ling Chunan was, he always With undiminished enthusiasm, it doesn't believe that he has no intentions.

"Huh?" Ling Chunan said, "Did you just find out now?"

098: "Huh?"

"I thought you had already seen that he was coveting my beauty." Ling Chunan said again.

"..." 098, who was successfully choked again, didn't notice the deep meaning in Ling Chunan's eyes.

"By the way, isn't Uncle Tang coming to pick you up today?" Walking to the school gate, Han Chen looked around, but unexpectedly didn't see Tang Shouxu's car.

"Well, he has something to do today." Ling Chunan touched the mark on his wrist and replied.

"Well, does Xiaoyan want to go to dinner together? Just to celebrate that you finally finished the exam." Han Chen invited.

Ling Chunan hesitated a little, "But..."

"It's just a meal, and your brother Yang is here, so Xiaoyan won't let you down?"

Ling Chunan looked at the time, "Alright then, but I have to go home before nine o'clock."

"No problem." Han Chen replied with a smile.

In the past six months, Han Chen has grown a lot, Ling Chunan hasn't changed much, so now it seems that he is a head taller than Ling Chunan.

Han Chen's original normal facial features have also grown a lot. Although he has not become handsome and handsome, he is much more pleasing to the eye than before. At least in the past few months, Ling Chunan has seen several girls send him love letters up.

098: "Why did the host go home at nine o'clock?" The adults never restricted Ling Chunan's activities, and the original text also said that the male protagonist encountered another turning point in his life tonight. Why did the host leave so early?

Ling Chunan didn't answer, went to the shed to get a bicycle, and went to the city center with Han Chen.

The hotel is an upper-middle star hotel in the city. The price is not expensive in Ling Chunan's opinion, but the taste is well-known in the industry, but even so, it is obviously not something that an ordinary student like Han Chen can spend affordable.

Ling Chunan glanced at Han Chen, and Han Chen showed him an innocent smile, "Go in."

098: "Host, Boss Cao's family, the security guard of your community, and a few friends are all here." It can be said that all the acquaintances who are close to Ling Chunan are here.

But I don't know if it was intentional, Han Chen didn't invite Yuan Junrui.

After dinner, Ling Chunan said his goodbyes in advance, refused other people's request to send him off, and rode his bicycle towards his own community.

"Host, your schoolbag is still with the host." 098 reminded.

"Yes." Ling Chunan replied, "I know."

At this time, the sky had already darkened, but the summer night didn't feel very cool. The private cars stuck in the street were honking their horns anxiously, and the air was filled with the smell of car exhaust and dust.

"Xiaoyan." At this moment, Han Chen chased after him on his bike. He wiped the sweat off his face and said with a smile, "Fortunately, you didn't go far."

"What's wrong?" Ling Chunan stopped the car and turned around to ask.

"Your schoolbag." Han Chen pointed to the bag hanging on his shoulder, with a smile in his eyes.

"Thank you, Brother Chen." Ling Chunan smiled at him.

Han Chen waved his hand, looked at the sky, "It's getting late, I'll take you back, I don't worry if you go back alone."

"it is good."

At this time, the street lights were already on, and the two of them turned into a street while talking.

The difference between this street and other streets is that it is very quiet here, and it seems to have entered a different dimension after entering. Although no ghosts were seen, 098 still panicked, "Host, do you think this road is particularly eerie?"

"098, you think too much." Ling Chunan said.

"..." It didn't!

Ling Chunan asked again: "What time is it?"

098, who was used to his host's jumping thinking, obediently replied: "Back to the host, eight thirty."

Ling Chunan: "Well, it's still early."

Then Ling Chunan and Han Chen walked for another half an hour before they stopped and let out a sigh.

"Xiaoyan, what's the matter?" Seeing Ling Chunan stop, Han Chen asked.

"Do you feel that we have walked this street several times?" Ling Chunan asked.

"Is there?" Han Chen looked around, "It seems familiar."

"Well, look at the trash can at the end of the street, we passed by just now." Ling Chunan pointed to the trash can with a dirty little velvet doll on the lid.

"Yes, we discussed it 5 minutes ago." Han Chen finally realized the problem, with a serious expression on his face, "Did we run into something dirty?"

Ling Chunan shook his head, looking helpless, "I don't know either."

Han Chen stretched out his hand and patted Ling Chunan's shoulder, "It's okay, nothing will happen."

098: "Host, it's nine o'clock."

As soon as 098 finished speaking, the street lights that were still on just now suddenly went dark, and the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.

Han Chen subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Ling Chunan, but he was in vain, "Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan?"

Standing in the dark, Ling Chunan was obviously much calmer than Han Chen.

He made a gesture, then took a step back, and the world suddenly brightened up.

"Host, what are you doing?" So far, 098 still doesn't understand that all of this is caused by his own host. No wonder it felt so familiar with the yin energy around him just now. It was all forced by Ling Chunan from the little female ghost yesterday borrowed.

The ghost hitting the wall just now was probably caused by Ling Chunan, who blamed it for not seeing clearly the small movements of his host when he turned into this street.

After hearing 098's question, Ling Chunan's tone was very relaxed, "It's nothing, I'll just make a game."