Jiang Li woke up feeling a bit weak and groggy. Drunk? Seems like it. The smell and nasty aftereffects it brought to the innocent transmigrator him were hateful. His body had no strength in it and his headache was the type that could make people wish for death.
'What world is this?'
No childish voice rang in his brain to answer his question.
When his eyes finally regained focus, he scanned the place where he woke up.
It was a cramped and messy bedroom. Books were all messily piled atop one another on the table. Some papers were sticking out in between the books and pages.
Since he felt a bit dizzy too due to the transfer he chose to lie down more and tried to check the updates in his memories.
'I hope I get the authentic set of memories this time...'
As the man endured the head-splitting headache, the plot spun in his mind.
The story this time took place in Aurora City. He was sent to the same type of world. Modern. Parallel Earth. Except it was in the year 2008.
The male lead was Gu Feng, a seemingly very honest police officer. This guy was devoted to his work and advocated peace and justice more than anything else. He was the type liked by the citizens and his colleagues but hated by the corrupt higher-ups and the people of the underworld.
The female lead was Tang Lan, a pretty college student who was actually a popular crime web novelist. She was sweet and intelligent. Her family was, of course, complicated since to be a female lead she couldn't have a simple and boring background.
The two met because of a suicide that happened in the female lead's dormitory. And no, the case was not simple.
First of all, that lady who jumped off was Tang Lan's roommate.
Second, actually, the person was only one of the many victims. There were many others forced to commit suicide. And it was said 'forced' since a card with only a single letter 'R' in it was always present at the scene, either on the dead body or at the dorm room of the person. This one piece of evidence led the leads into believing that the poor women who committed suicide did not do so out of their own volition.
Well, this was a detective novel that pushed the two leads to each other as they solved this mystery. It began with the man suspecting the female lead. But later on, it turned into love as they unravel together who the culprit was.
So who was the immoral criminal?
Jiang Li frowned so hard at the answer his mind had shown him.
'... Damn. The previous plot is nothing compared to the current one... The male lead is not a scumbag. And that's not the biggest problem. How am I supposed to deal with a villainess like that?'
Well putting the weird villainess aside, he checked his memories about the Original. This time he was He Chen, a senior college student blessed with both looks and brain. His family was from a village and was more average than the female lead.
Role? Thankfully not an extra. But it was not something that made him more relieved than being a passerby in a story.
'Damn, why am I the stupid ex of the female lead? The previous He Chen kept pestering that woman to come back to him even though a year already passed since the breakup...'
The man ignored the headache and stood up. His phone rang multiple times.
A friend of his, also the class president, messaged him not to be late. He only glanced at it once and focused his eyes on the date displayed at the top. After that, he took a brief shower and put on a shirt and pants from the second-hand cabinet.
"Hey, are you okay?"
Four pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Li, each of them showing genuine care and worry. For a while, the man didn't know how to answer. The moment he arrived at the university, especially at an open stage near the entrance, a group of people could be seen setting up instruments and banners.
All of them were his best friends, always supporting his fits of craziness and antics to win back Tang Lan.
While he appreciated these people and commended them for being more than brothers to He Chen, Jiang Li felt conflicted.
Apart from not being used to being surrounded by this kind of people, he finally 'remembered' what was planned for today.
Such a joke said over a table full of alcoholic drinks was actually taken seriously by these guys... It made him so speechless
"You forgot to bring your guitar? Brother He, if I didn't bring mine, we would be doomed!"
"Hey, Xie Delan, check the drums!"
"No prob, Big Bro, I'm on it!"
"Brother He, come here, mic test!"
Jiang Li's intestines seemed to hurt more than his head. It worsened when he took a glimpse of the people beginning to congregate in front of the stage, and the words sprayed on the huge white banner.
'I'm someone who commanded people from the last mission world. But even if my face has thickened so much and my brain's not always alright, this is still too much. May I back out?'
A thin sheet of sweat shimmered on his forehead and his face became very pale. His soul shook so hard. It seemed the remnant soul of the Original owner had protested. Or maybe it was this body's natural rejection towards thoughts contradictory to the owner's wishes.
"Brother He, come up, quick! We don't have much time! This month's flag-raising ceremony will start within ten minutes!"
Jiang Li almost wanted to kill when a lanky guy pushed him towards the stairs and up the stage. There was an internal fight happening within his mind and body. And the feeling was not at all pleasant. The worst part? In the end, it was him, the new inhabitant, who surrendered to the remnant instinct and held the microphone and guitar, dreadfully.
"Brother, we spotted Tang Lan entering the gate!"
"Come again? Wait? What's the song? And the chords?"
"The youngest said, 'What Makes You My Sunshine..."
"... F*ck, who invented that song? Sounds so wacky! Boys, let's just do 'Thunder!'
"Uhhh. Are you sure about that. If I remember correctly, we haven't rehearsed that yet..."
"Come on! Let's just do our best to pull this off! For Brother He!"
While the oldest of the bunch commanded the rest to get ready, one of them started to pluck the strings of his guitar, creating a series of sounds that piqued the interest of the gathered crowd, making them cheer in frenzy.
Jiang Li wanted to back out since this was something against his wishes and principles. Unfortunately, pain and discomfort began to course through his soul when the idea popped up in his mind. The world and the Original wouldn't let him do so!
'F*ck. I can't be as crazy anymore and go OOC!' As the other instruments started to accompany the bass and the guitar, he cursed under his breath.
Jiang Li felt like dying and escaping from this world.
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