The place where the Literary Club organizes activities.

   "Why hasn't Shu Cheng arrived yet?" A young man took a sip of water, glanced at the people present, and curled his mouth in disdain.

   "I'm afraid that I dare not come, right?" Another boy sneered.

   "Hasn't the time come yet? What are you anxious for?" The president of the Literature Club frowned slightly and choked.

   "I just don't dare to compare with our brother!"

   "That's right, it's only a minute, everyone is here except him."

   "That's right! He just doesn't dare to compare with Xing Ge!"

   "What are you talking about?! Would male gods dare not? Are you kidding?!"

   "Oh, the fans, the images on the Internet are all packaged."

  ……

  Shu Cheng dangling a lollipop, pressed the brim of his hat, mixed in the crowd and tried his best to weaken his sense of existence. Listening to the discussion in his ear, he silently rolled his eyes.

   Okay? who?

  Does she know? very famous?

   "Look at him, I just don't dare to compare!"

  A guy was talking, he felt his shoulders sink, and a lazy voice sounded in his ear: "Are you talking about me?"

  This lazy voice is easily reminiscent of a person, and the boy looks back stiffly.

   "Shu...Shu Cheng."

  The eyebrows under the brim of Shu Cheng's hat were slightly raised, and the corners of her red lips evoked a wicked arc, the aura instantly let go, and the youth who had just been dazzled by the crowd suddenly became dazzling.

  The face covered by the deliberately lowered brim showed only the lollipop and the curve of the chin.

  "What are you talking about?" Shu Cheng stretched out his hand and took off his hat with one hand, acting handsome and cool with a hint of scorn.

"there is nothing?"

   "..." Shu Cheng rolled his eyes, avoiding the topic and asked, "What is this activity?"

  The boy widened his eyes and was surprised, "Don't you know?"

  Shu Cheng dangling a lollipop, and asked vaguely: "Why do I have to know?"

  Guan Yufei took a sip of a drink, and passed by the venue of the Literature Club. When she saw Shu Cheng, she was taken aback.

  "Can, why are you here?" Shu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and put one hand in his trouser pocket.

  Guan Yufei frowned slightly, still holding a can in his hand, his tone was too cold: "I am not called a can."

   "Oh, cans."

   "Don't call me a can, I'm the king, do you understand? The king who saves the world!" Guan Yufei frowned, but he looked cold, but what he said was extremely second-degree aura.

   Shu Cheng: "..." Oh, cans.

   "Stupid human beings, why are you here?" Guan Yufei asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.

   Shu Cheng: "..." Stupid humans? This is not her, right? She is a system that is not a human, although this body is a human.

   Shu Cheng raised his eyebrows and replied: "Give you a chance to take back what you just said."

  Guan Yufei shrugged.

  Shu Cheng’s red lips curled up slightly, "I participate in the activities of the Literature Club."

  "Do you know Zhu and his party?" Guan Yufei asked rhetorically.

  Shu Cheng was taken aback, "Zhu and his party, who?"

   Guan Yufei twitched the corner of his mouth, and said inwardly: It really is a stupid human being.

  Guan Yufei took a sip: "You don't even know what this event is, do you?"

   Shu Cheng nodded: "Yeah."

  The moment Shu Cheng nodded, Guan Yufei had compassion and sympathy in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to say, "Stupid human beings are really touching."

  Shu Cheng looked at Guan Yufei, her red lips curled up, huh...