At the school gate, a Cullinan, a model of the Rolls-Royce, stopped. The driver courteously opened the door.
An eighteen-year-old tall handsome boy stepped out of the car.
Several female students who were in the vicinity wanted to rush over, but looking at the boyâs gloomy face, they hesitated.
The boy named Wang Haoran was in a very bad mood now.
After all, if this kind of thing happened, no one would be in a good mood.
He was a transmigrator.
Before his transmigration, he was an orphan, struggling in the city. Although he was nearly 30 years old, he failed in pursuing girls and ended up as a complete loser.
Moreover, his life was nothing but filled with hardships.
But now, he became a rich second-generation kid with good family background, handsome looks, and high education.
Every day, he was sent and picked up in a Cullinan.
Needless to say, his pocket money was too much for him to spend.
He would often wake up with a smile when he remembered such a thing.
In fact, for a few days after his transmigration, he was beaming with joy and was complacent even in his dreams.
After all, his life before was so much in contrast to now. His livelihood was much superior to then after transmigration.
Frankly, anyone in his position would feel the same.
But things werenât as simple as they seemed.
Recently, an underachiever in the same grade, who always ranked at the bottom in each test showed a tremendous improvement. His academic performance progressed by leaps and bounds. He even started to interact with the academic committee member, who happened to be the campus belle.
In everyoneâs eyes, Wang Haoran and the campus belle were a destined match despite the latter never acknowledging it.
Seeing that the underachiever and campus belle were getting acquainted with each other, the obedient lackeys couldnât bear it and as well wanted to curry favor from Wang Haoran.
As a matter of fact, the underachiever was invited to the corner of the school yesterday, meant to be taught a lesson.
No matter what, in a three against one fight, heâd be utterly crushed.
But surprisingly, the three lackeys were beaten up instead!
Wang Haoran, an extensive reader in his previous life, didnât know why the plot felt surprisingly familiar.
Isnât the plot precisely the same as an urban novel where an underachieving student suddenly makes a big fortune and picks up a campus belle?
His own family background and living conditions were the same as a typical rich second-generation villain setting.
When he thought of it this way, Wang Haoran wanted to laugh, feeling that it might be his excessive thinking.
Certainly, at this moment, the standard configuration of a system, a sign of a transmigrator, appeared.
It was called the âSuper-Villain Systemâ.
Via the system, he found out that he had indeed transmigrated into a parallel world of urban fiction novels.
With his identity as a rich second-generation villain, he didnât need to doubt the possibility of being slapped by the Protagonist.
As for the storyline, he would constantly confront the protagonist, but fail in each step. Probably, in less than a few hundred chapters, he would be completely ruined by the protagonist after a bankruptcy.
Not only would he cease to exist, but his family property will also be seized by the protagonist. The campus belle would then become fond of the protagonist.
Damn! Whatâs so good after transmigrating as a villain who wouldnât even survive for a few hundred chapters? Am I a toy?!
Wang Haoran cursed out inside his heart.
However, he could do nothing about it. It was an established fact. He also knew heâs powerless to alter his destiny.
Of course, this did not mean that he had resigned himself to fate.
Judging from the events of the last few days, it was obvious that the plot of the novel had just begun.
The protagonist was still in a progressing state and has yet to mature. As of now, he wouldnât dare to face himself.
Wang Haoran now had far more manpower than the protagonist.
As long as he exploited it and made proper use of his resources in addition to guarding himself, as a villain, it wasnât impossible to go against the protagonist.
âBoss.â
As he was pondering about this, a boy wearing a hat walked next to him.
Under the hat, there were traces of visible bruises on his face.
It was evident that he took a beating.
He was one of Wang Haoranâs three younger brothers, named Fan Jian.
The other two were Fan Tong and Qin Shousheng.
What were the names again?
Fan Jian, a wicked lawbreaker?
Fan Tong, a blockhead?
Qin Shousheng, a vicious student?
It was clear that these three people were detestable villains, a deliberate attempt made by the author as per his own preference.
Fan Jian looked embarrassed, for fear of meeting Wang Haoranâs gaze.
Indeed, this was shameful.
Even three of them couldnât beat a single person.
Being stared at for a while, Fan Jian couldnât help but take the initiative to admit his mistake.
âBoss, you can beat or blame us as we are the ones who humiliated you.â
âWhy are you alone? What about the other two?â Wang Haoran did not complain but inquired.
Because he knew that it was useless to blame anyone. When the other already had the protagonistâs halo to aid him, how could it be so simple to get beaten by the three repulsive chaps?
Seeing that Wang Haoran didnât blame him, Fan Jian heaved a sigh of relief. He stepped closer, and joked, âActually, boss, I ran faster and escaped while the other two were slow, they had to endure many beatings. They were beaten so badly that half of their face almost swelled and got disfigured. It is likely that a good deal of fortune will fade away!â
Wang Haoran couldnât help but become speechless when he saw the expression on the manâs face, the kind of lunatic brother the author made him associate with.
Despite running fast and getting beaten up, he actually intends to flaunt triumphantly?
Was it that he wanted to get praised by himself after failing?!
âIf you continue to laugh, I will slap your face.â
Wang Haoran, honestly couldnât bear to see the lunatic laughing foolishly, so he reprimanded.
âBoss, please no, I was wrong, I wonât laugh anymore.â Fan Jian hurriedly admitted his mistake and said, âBoss, rest assured, I will certainly find him and make him pay back right away. Itâs not like he has three heads and six arms. I will take ten brothers with me today!â
âDonât waste your breath, itâs useless.â Wang Haoran shook his head.
Currently, the protagonist would be wary of him, on top of that with the role of the protagonistâs halo, if he proceeds to call people over, it would be no different from delivering sandbags to the protagonist.
Even if the protagonist couldnât beat them and be in a difficult position, he would be able to escape effortlessly.
This was just a worthless activity.
âItâs useless? Then boss, how about I call twenty brothers?â
âWhy do you speak such nonsense? Itâs useless.â
âHow is that possible? In that case, Iâll call at least thirty.â
âYou might as well call your mother. Forget about it!â Wang Haoran couldnât help but explode in anger.
âCall my mother? Boss, it wonât do. She has a weak body.â Fan Jian said bitterly.
Wang Haoran massaged his temples knowing the kind of lunatic brother he had.
Resisting the impulse to hit someone, he eventually calmed his mind down after a while.
âYou must never do this sort of thing again in the future.â
âEh? Boss, that kid wants to pick up sister-in-law, who does he think he is? We really canât stand it.â Fan Jian replied.
âLet me ask you, am I more handsome, or is that kid handsome?â Wang Haoran asked the little brother.
âOf course itâs the Boss that is handsome. How can that kid compare to Boss? He at most has regular features.â Fan Jian replied without hesitation. There was no flattering in it because it was a fact.
âWell⌠What about our family backgrounds?â Wang Haoran continued to inquire.
âBoss, your family has tens of billions of assets. While that kid, who came from an ordinary family, is not comparable at all.â
âThen, what about our grades?â
âBoss, your grades are in the top ten in the entire school, worthy enough to be called the top student. That kid always stays at the bottom of the list. Heâs just a mediocre student at most.â
âIs that it? With my qualifications, could it be that I can still get outdone by such a guy who always ranks at the bottom of the list? Do you even need to take care of it?â
âBoss, I understand. Itâs just our superfluous effort. We acted without your instructions making it more troublesome. Indeed, that kid doesnât deserve to be compared with Boss at all.â Fan Jian finally understood.
Wang Haoran nodded, staring at the lunatic brother who had a silly look.
All of a sudden, a system prompt message showed up in his mind.
[Ding! Guiding the little brotherâs behavior slightly altered the plot trend. Receiving 100 villain points.]