Ning Chu was jolted awake by the racket in the dorm.

He opened his bleary eyes and stared at the dorm’s patchy ceiling. In his ears, Zhang Shaoqing was swearing up a storm, while Wang Jie’s fingers clattered across his keyboard as he played a game.

He’d had a pretty unpleasant dream.

Being woken by his roommates didn’t annoy him. Instead, images from the dream flashed through his mind, leaving him feeling even more troubled.

In the dream, he really had turned into a woman, just like in the novel—and gotten up to all sorts of shameless things with Wen Yang...

Thankfully, he’d been a virgin in both his past and present lives. He’d jolted awake just as they were about to get down to it.

“Could it really be me?”

Ning Chu sat up, his heart racing as he stared anxiously at the slender, pale back of his hand. He muttered to himself, “Sure, I look pretty girly right now, but I’ve still got all the equipment a man should have.”

But he was only 1.6 meters tall, with a petite build.

His voice was youthful and soft, with no clear indication of gender.

He also had delicate, pretty features. He probably wouldn’t even need makeup; with long hair, he’d look just like a girl.

Ning Chu glanced down at his chest. It was flat as a board, with two prominent little bumps poking against his thin pajamas.

It had been like that for a few days, but he’d thought the dorm’s air conditioning was too cold and had made him shiver. But now...

He cautiously covered his chest with both hands and gave it a gentle press.

There was a faint twinge of pain.

Uneasy, Ning Chu scrambled out of bed, took a couple of steps down the ladder, then jumped the rest of the way and dashed into the bathroom on the balcony.

After checking again, he felt a little more at ease.

It was okay. It wasn’t exactly perky, but it was definitely there.

“You’re making a racket the second you get up.” Zhang Shaoqing wandered onto the balcony with a cigarette between his teeth and leaned against the railing. Exhaling clouds of smoke, he looked at Ning Chu as he came out of the bathroom. “Want to order takeout together for lunch? We can hit the minimum for the discount.”

He had the look of the kind of little punk you’d find in any middle school class. He was clearly a rich second-generation kid, yet he still liked to haggle over small savings like a discount for meeting the order minimum.

Ning Chu knew Zhang Shaoqing was a villain in the novel’s plot. The things he did were so awful even a dog would cover its eyes, so Ning Chu had never liked him much.

“No, I’m losing weight.”

Besides, Ning Chu wasn’t in the mood to eat.

He’d been transported into this world a week ago, and he’d spent every day in a daze. He still hadn’t figured out what role he played in the plot.

Could he really be that girl?

“You’re short and skinny, and you’re still trying to lose weight? How are you supposed to grow if you don’t eat more?” Zhang Shaoqing gave Ning Chu an up-and-down look and snickered. “Why not go to Thailand and get surgery? You can be a woman.”

His words hit Ning Chu right where it hurt.

If Zhang Shaoqing weren’t a whole head taller than him, Ning Chu would’ve already cursed him out.

When he’d first transmigrated, he’d thought his life was finally taking off. Now he’d given up completely. As long as he could avoid getting dragged into all the crazy stuff in the plot, he’d be grateful.

What transmigration protagonist doesn’t get a cheat or a system?!

After brushing his teeth and washing his face at the sink on the balcony, Ning Chu returned to the dorm in silence, as withdrawn as ever.

It was only the second week of their freshman year. The guys in the dorm hadn’t gotten used to one another yet, and they weren’t exactly close, so the place was often loud and rowdy.

Now Wang Jie was at it with Wen Yang again. The two of them were having a friendly, spirited discussion about doing laundry.

Ning Chu never bothered with these little squabbles. He stayed at his computer, yawning as he browsed the food delivery app for something that looked good.

“No, Ning Chu, you tell me! Who only does laundry once a week? Last weekend, Wang Jie left his clothes soaking in a bucket until they stank!”

“So what if I’m too lazy to do laundry? Once they started to stink, didn’t I take care of them right away?”

The argument still dragged Ning Chu into it. He turned to look at Wen Yang and Wang Jie with a hopeless expression and silently rolled his eyes.

The noise died down after a few minutes. Wen Yang had lost the argument, and he muttered something under his breath before dragging over a chair and sitting beside Ning Chu. He immediately started complaining about Wang Jie’s bad habits.

“Never mind the laundry. This asshole kicks the door open with his foot when he gets back at night. He’s woken me up so many times, and he still won’t stop even after I’ve told him.”

“His keyboard’s insanely loud, too, and he snores at night. I haven’t had a decent night’s sleep in two weeks.”

Ning Chu gave him a perfunctory response. “Mm. Mm.”

“My girlfriend wants to go out with me this afternoon and told me not to come back tonight. What do you think...”

“Oh... Wait!”

He suddenly caught on and widened his eyes. “When did you get a girlfriend?”

Seeing the dorm’s most famously withdrawn guy suddenly look so shocked, Wen Yang got interested too. “Just a couple of days ago. I thought she was pretty cute, and she seems nice, too.”

“But it’s only been two days, and she’s already asked me out—and told me not to come back to the dorm tonight.”

Wen Yang looked excited. “Do you think she’s hinting at something?”

Ning Chu froze for a moment, then asked, “What’s her name?”

“Lingling.”

“It really is her...”

So the plot was starting already!

The novel’s first short story was about a girl named Lingling pushing Wen Yang down.

But Lingling was actually Zhang Shaoqing’s childhood friend, and he’d been secretly in love with her for ages. This first chapter might be where he began to turn dark and become a villain.

Ning Chu turned to look at Zhang Shaoqing, who was still smoking on the balcony. The rich kid noticed his gaze and called loudly through the balcony door, “So what are you eating? Thirty yuan gets you five off! Come on, help me hit the minimum!”

What a dumbass...

If he could stop Wen Yang, could Zhang Shaoqing stay this much of a dumbass instead of turning into the villain from the book—a shameless bastard who danced on the edge of the law?

If the woman living in the dorm in the book really was him, then could he escape the fate of being pinned down by a man if he stopped the plot from unfolding?

“Do you think I should go? We’ve only known each other for two or three days. Sure, Lingling made the first move...” Wen Yang gave Ning Chu’s shoulder a light nudge and asked what he thought. “Even if she did make the first move, wouldn’t it be kind of wrong?”

Wen Yang was the male lead, after all. He was tall and muscular, with a sunny, handsome face that looked a lot like Daniel Wu’s. Girls were especially fond of him.

They’d only been in school for two weeks, and Wen Yang already had a girl chasing after him and asking him out.

After thinking it over, Ning Chu tried to talk him out of it. “You’d better not go. If you can’t control yourself, you’ll have to take responsibility.”

“That’s true...”

When Wen Yang nodded in agreement, Ning Chu felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

Most people tried to reform a slut. He was trying to get the male lead of a harem porn novel to take responsibility for a girl~

“But she’s already hinting that she wants to. She doesn’t seem to mind...” Wen Yang still looked hesitant. He didn’t really want to pass up the chance. “My family wouldn’t let me date in middle or high school. I’m eighteen, and I’ve never even held a woman’s hand.”

Ning Chu paused, then asked, “How about we all go out together tonight?”

“Go out together? When we invited you to hang out at the start of the semester, you refused to come no matter what.” Wen Yang frowned in displeasure. “Besides, I have a date tonight. I won’t be back.”

“I told you not to go... We could all have a few drinks and shoot the breeze. Wouldn’t that be more fun than going on a date?”

Wang Jie came over. He’d only caught the parts about hanging out and drinking, and his eyes lit up. “A date? Come on, hanging out with the boys is way more important! Ning Chu missed the last one, so we can’t have anyone missing this time!”

Wen Yang looked torn. “But I’m almost out of spending money.”

“It’s on me!”

Zhang Shaoqing came over from the balcony to join in, wearing the ugly grin of a rich kid who could afford to pick up the tab. “I’m covering everything tonight!”