The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans

When I woke up, the house was still dark, and my parents hadn't come back yet. Although it was summer, He Qingyu's body was icy cold. She stood up slowly, feeling that something was wrong with her body, but now she has calmed down a lot She took out her phone from the bag beside her, and turned on the screen, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the screen of the phone went dark again... out of battery.

The child's laughter seemed to be heard again, He Qingyu took a deep breath, "It's fake, it's all hallucinations, it must be because I've been too tired recently."

Forced to hypnotize the voices in her ears were auditory hallucinations, He Qingyu put the phone back into the bag with trembling hands to see the slight light of the street lamp coming in from the gap in the curtains, at this moment a coin rolled out of it suddenly.

The one-yuan coin looked very ordinary, and it made a crisp sound when it fell to the ground, but the moment it fell out, the noisy sound in her ear just now disappeared.

He Qingyu listened carefully, and there was indeed no sound, and the surroundings seemed to have returned to the normal temperature of summer.

She picked up the coin and held it in the palm of her hand, then stood up carefully, then opened the door of the house and rushed out, forgetting to take the door with her.

About 5 minutes after He Qingyu went out, the door that was wide open just now was slowly closed.

It was close to midnight at this time, and the pedestrians on the street had dispersed, only a few cars occasionally drove by on the road, He Qingyu was holding the coin tightly in his hand, and ran wildly on the street.

Suddenly she seemed to bump into someone, and fell backwards suddenly, "Ah!"

Hearing the cry, Han Chen, who was a little drunk just after the reunion with his classmates, woke up instantly, and helped He Qingyu who was about to fall, "Are you okay?"

Before he finished speaking, Han Chen was suddenly pushed to the ground, "Ouch." The pain from the tailbone completely dissipated his drunkenness, and he looked at He Qingyu who turned around and ran speechlessly, "What a weirdo." Then he frowned. This girl looked familiar, as if she was a relative of his.

Thinking of this, Han Chen took out his phone and dialed a number while catching up.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is off, please..."

He scoffed irritably, and changed the number again, "Sorry, the user you dialed is currently on the phone, please..."

Change the number again, and finally get through this time, Han Chen asked: "Mom, do we have a relative who lives near Xinghe Community in Dongcheng?"

"What kind of relative? That's your cousin. They have a younger sister who is also studying in Nancheng Middle School. I heard that the college entrance examination is coming up this year. We haven't walked around for seven or eight years. I heard that they recently bought a What's wrong with the new house? Have you seen them?" A woman's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Well, I see, I'll be back later, you guys go to bed early." After saying that, Han Chen hung up the phone and quickened his pace.

"Host, the hero met that girl." 098 reported to Ling Chunan, "The hero sent the girl home."

"Yeah." Ling Chunan opened his eyes, "Got it."

He Qingyu also existed in the original text, but in the plot, she didn't even have a name, and she was driven crazy by that kid, and was sent to a mental hospital by her family one month after the college entrance examination.

In the end, their family's affairs were of course resolved by the male protagonist who played the role of the savior, but it was too late when he appeared on the stage. At that time, He Qingyu's spirit could not recover, and he could only live in a mental hospital for the rest of his life.

Now because of Ling Chunan's intervention, He Qingyu and Han Chen met earlier, but the difference is that the hero here does not have the skills of a celestial master.

Between joining in the fun and sleeping, Ling Chunan thought for three seconds, and then decided to sleep.

Just at this time Tang Shouxu came in with milk, so he couldn't get up anymore.

Early the next morning, Ling Chunan and Han Chen made a phone call, and it took more than ten seconds for the phone to be picked up. It seemed that he didn't sleep well last night, and his voice was still faintly sleepy, "Hello?"

"Brother Chen, I heard that you are back. Are you on vacation? When will you have time to come out to play?" Ling Chunan pretended not to be able to hear Han Chen's fatigue, and said in a brisk voice, "I also made an appointment with Brother Yang to come to my house together at noon. How was the meal?"

"Your house?" Han Chen cheered up. We have known each other for several years. This is the first time Ling Chunan invited him to eat at home, but he quickly thought of Tang Shouxu, and he couldn't help but hesitate, "Uncle Tang won't mind, right?" ?”

"It's okay, he's very hospitable." Ling Chunan glanced at Tang Shouxu who was silently massaging him, Tang Shouxu smiled at him flatteringly, and then moved his hand to his waist.

I don't believe that Tang Shouxu, whose face is dark every time he sees him, is so hospitable, but Han Chen still agrees. After all, Ling Chunan rarely invites him once, "Well, I will arrive early."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Chunan raised his foot to kick Tang Shouxu, "Get up, let's go shopping."

"Oh." Tang Shouxu touched Ling Chunan's ankle reluctantly, "Honey, I'll dress you."

When they came back from shopping, they happened to see Han Chen hovering at the door. Tang Shouxu signaled to Ling Chunan, "Honey, your friend is here."

Han Chen also saw the two, and hurriedly greeted them: "Xiaoyan, Uncle Tang."

After entering the room, Tang Shouxu patted Ling Chunan's head, "You talk, I'll cook."

At this time, the male protagonist has grown a lot taller than a few years ago, although Ling Chunan has also grown a lot, but he is still half a head shorter than him, Ling Chunan glanced at him, "Sit down. "

Han Chen cautiously glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and sat down where Ling Chunan was pointing, but his back was straight, and the soft sofa felt like a hard bench by him, "Tang, Uncle Tang is doing it. rice?"

"Yes." Ling Chunan replied, "He cooks better."

At this moment, the kitchen door opened, and Tang Shouxu came out with two cups, and placed one in front of Han Chen.

"Thank you, thank you Uncle Tang." Han Chen was flattered, and his sitting posture became more standard.

Tang Shouxu nodded to him, then handed another cup to Ling Chunan, "Honey, it's for last night."

Looking at the milk in front of him, Ling Chunan: "..."

When he found out that Ling Chunan was dissatisfied with his height, Tang Shouxu insisted on feeding him two glasses of milk a day. The good thing is that Ling Chunan has indeed grown a lot taller now, but the bad thing is that he has developed a little feeling for milk now. It's psychologically contradictory.

However, Tang Shouxu didn't insist on forcing Ling Chunan to drink it now, he just put the cup in his hand and left. Ling Chunan put the cup on the tea table and smiled at Han Chen, who was staring blankly, "Chen Brother, you don't look very well, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"No, it's nothing." Han Chen finally came to his senses, "It's just that I went to bed late."

"Well, if you have any troubles, you can come to me. I have been friends for so many years, and I will definitely help." Ling Chunan looked sincere.

"Ok."

"By the way, brother Chen, why didn't sister-in-law come with you today?" Ling Chunan asked.

"I broke up with her for a long time." Han Chen replied.

Ling Chunan looked surprised, "What's going on?"

"After bringing her back last time, she went home, and not long after, she sent me a message saying that her family did not agree with us being together, and said that her family would let her go abroad." Han Chen sighed, "Later, I called her and sent her a message, but she didn't reply."

Ling Chunan was filled with indignation, "How could she do this?"

Han Chen smiled wryly, "Maybe this is fate."

098 looked at the heartbroken male protagonist: "Host, if he wants to know that you sent him the message, will he blame you?"

Ling Chunan said innocently: "I haven't sent him a message."

...Well, it was issued under the host's instigation.

098 feels that he is a little unkind to others.

The two chatted for a while, shifting from the girlfriend's matter to Ling Chunan's test scores, Han Chen sighed for a while, and then asked: "Did Xiaoyan volunteer?"

"Ancheng University." Ling Chunan said, "I chose the Department of History."

When Han Chen heard about Ancheng University, his eyes were full of surprises, and then he quickly suppressed it, "In this way, I am your senior again. The history department is good, but why don't you choose medicine? Which major should you go to based on your grades?" No problem at all."

"Studying medicine is too tiring." Ling Chunan shook his head, then blinked at Han Chen, "You know, I'm too lazy."

"Haha." Han Chen couldn't help laughing, "That's true, remember to tell me when you get the admission notice, let's go to school together when school starts, and I'll help you move things."

"Okay, thank you Brother Chen." Ling Chunan readily agreed.

After a while, Cao Yang knocked on the door with a bunch of fruits, and saw Ling Chunan smiling so brightly that his eyes disappeared, "Xiaoyan, my parents heard that you won the first place in the college entrance examination, so they are so happy, congratulations Congratulations, they asked me to invite you to eat at home tomorrow, I have been talking about it for a long time, and I must go tomorrow."

"Okay, I will go, thank you uncle and aunt for me."

After lunch, Cao Yang couldn't wait to say goodbye and left. Although Tang Shouxu's cooking was super delicious and he didn't look at him much during the whole process, he still didn't even dare to hold chopsticks, let alone taste the taste seriously.

Of course, Han Chen was not much better, because sitting next to Ling Chunan, he was under more pressure than Cao Yang, but when he was leaving, Ling Chunan stopped him, "Brother Chen, what did you say earlier?" Auntie's waist is uncomfortable, I have some ointment here, you can give it to her to try."

"This, no need." Han Chen was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, my uncle and I don't need it anyway." Ling Chunan replied with a smile.

"Then thank you Xiaoyan."

"You're welcome, you come with me."

Ling Chunan led Han Chen upstairs, pushed open the door of the study, pointed to the stool next to the desk, "Sit here, I'll get the ointment."

Han Chen nodded, retracted his amazed gaze, and sat down obediently.

This study is basically used by Tang Shouxu, and Ling Chunan only uses a computer and a soft couch next to it, so most of the decoration style is still in accordance with Tang Shouxu's habits. One of the characteristics is that there are extraordinarily many books.

It seems that no matter which world, men are particularly keen to learn.

098: "Host, the host has seen your suicide note on the table."

Of course, the suicide note was not Ling Chunan's, but the piece of paper in He Qingyu's love letter to Ling Chunan.

Ling Chunan hummed, took out the agreed ointment from the drawer, turned around and walked up to Han Chen and handed it to him, "Brother Chen, take it back and try it, if it works, I still have it here." She stuffed a small mirror half the size of a palm for him, "I originally planned to give this to my sister-in-law, but since she separated from you, I can give it to you."

"Okay, thank you." Han Chen took the things, and then looked at the letter paper on the table, "I'm sorry to read your things, but this..."

"This was given to me by a classmate a few days ago, maybe it was a prank." Ling Chunan shrugged.

"This prank is too much." Han Chen frowned.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little strange." Ling Chunan smiled, "Brother Chen, don't you have something urgent?"

Han Chen came back to his senses, "Oh, then I'll take my leave first."

"Okay, goodbye, Brother Chen." Ling Chunan smiled and waved.

Han Chen didn't go home immediately, but instead went to Xinghe community.

When he arrived, He Qingyu was already waiting at the door, her face was pale, she was holding a piece of paper in her hand, her expression flustered, "I, I just found this on my desk."