Chapter 22 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Sure enough, Zhao Youyue had not suffered any injuries on her own. After all, she was not Xu Jing herself, but just shifting into her body. Her five senses shall never be affected by any peculiar circumstances, akin to the mangaka, she was an “upstream person” in the real world. Thus, she would not be hurt by the ridiculous big club as well. Anyway, never had she thought that Xu Jing’s shirt was actually torn in that single blow…

She got really hot under the collar. Had the character she played, Xu Jing offended the mangaka in any way? She hoped for nothing other than relying on Xu Jing’s passion and determination to engross in her studies. What was so difficult about that?

Having calmed herself down after a while, a new perspective occurred to her. Indeed, she was quite impressed by this mangaka whose face was still obscure. The character of Xu Jing might be plagued with all sort of miseries, but that had actually made her image to be engraved on Zhao Youyue’s mind, not to mention any other regular readers.

Speaking of which, a new volume of “Wing Manga” magazine was published this week. What Youyue had undergone in the Two Dimensional World would most likely be published in that. For sure she would grab one to read. Meanwhile, she had also decided to approach this mangaka named “Su Li” via internet. If she could gather information of the mangaka in reality, that would be really pleasant.

Did the mangaka really think that one would not be punished by karma for their ill-treating acts in the manga?

Youyue would avenge her agony by locating the mangaka through the internet!

She believed that the mangaka of a school Harem manga like this, must be drawn by a nasty wretched guy, who will remain single for his entire life. Indeed, this was her prejudice! She really despised such Harem plot where a guy is matched up with N[1] girls. Besides, the mangaka had provided fan services to the readers outrageously. She had dodged the Rito’s fall, with safety pants put on, but eventually, she failed to dodge the shirt-tearing big club of the local government officer…

A deplorable male mangaka like this could already have a bone in his leg upon meeting girls. If he was lucky enough to be dated by a pretty-girl reader, would he turn down her invitation? Not likely. Wait till then, she would hire a professional to rendezvous with the mangaka.

You dare to fool with me in the manga? Don’t blame me if I set you up in reality!

“A Harem mangaka was arrested for involving in compensated dating[2] with a high school girl, his manga will be suspended for two weeks…”

Come forth, let’s hurt each other!

Nevertheless, Zhao Youyue would never stay as the losing party. In a sense, she was invincible in the world of literary works, as nobody could do her any harm. It was just that the mangaka would interfere with her acts, such as studying, and that was quite troublesome.

At this moment, Zhao Youyue who had lost her drowsiness, unconsciously reached her hand towards her on-charge phone. As a cellphone complex, without holding her phone in her palms felt as if she had lost an essential part of her body. Once she has leisure time, she would definitely scroll her phone.

There were a couple of Wechat notifications on her phone. She clicked on that just to realized they were all messages from Han Leng. At 12.00 AM, he sent a message of 1,000 words, and of course, it was not of love letter, but a remorse letter. At 1:30 AM, he sent another 1,000 words. His third message arrived at 2:30 AM, which carried the last 1,000 words.

Never did it come to Zhao Youyue’s mind that Han Leng had stayed up all night just to complete her 3,000-word remorse letter. How badly did he crave for the 200 bucks reward?

After transferring the remorse letter, Han Leng had sent her a few more messages,

“Tycoon, I’m lucky to fulfill your request.”

“I’ve viewed your Moments stories too. Wow, you’re a true missy from Zhao family. You’ve been to so many countries; you’ve owned many luxury bags; you’ve also shared a lot of gourmet foods. At late midnight like this, that really made my stomach cry. Oh my itchy finger, shouldn’t have click that.”

“Lady Zhao, you must be sleeping now. Goodnight.”

Looking through his messages, Zhao Youyue smiled. It seems that her mood that had been ruined by the mangaka, was recovering. Without any talkings, she immediately sent Han Leng a 200-RMB Wechat red packet. She then carefully copied down the remorse letter onto a paper, and thus, there was no need for her to worry about her class teacher, Mr. Qiu anymore.