After the minor character transforms into a beauty, she steals the heart of a tycoon's son.

Following that, the results of the Saint Lan Star selection were also announced.

Shen Weiwei was disqualified, and Lin Xiaokui, who was originally in second place, took the top spot.

The official wording from the student union reads: Lin Xiaokui won first place in the preliminary selection of this year's Shenglan Star with her excellent overall qualities and tenacious personal demeanor.

From being blacklisted trash to displaying a resilient personal character, it's just a video away.

When Ruan Tang passed by the bulletin board, she saw Yan Ling'er's photo posted there. Her hair was loose over her shoulders, and she had a gentle smile.

The introduction reads: Student Council President.

Not only the interviews, but also the preliminary results of the Saint Lan Star selection above were written by her.

Unlike Shen Weiwei's delicate beauty, her beauty is more subtle, more like the refined elegance cultivated from childhood.

She comes from a noble family, is well-mannered, and never loses her composure.

Yan Ling'er is the most loyal follower of the Deacon Group.

Unlike Shen Weiwei, who is a woman who fawns over anyone and accepts all advances.

But she only has one goal: Si Lin, and she wants to be his official girlfriend.

But Si Lin never gave her a second glance.

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Deacon Team.

Si Lin leaned against the single sofa by the window, his long legs crossed, twirling a lighter in his hand.

Wen Yan sat on the sofa opposite him, his silver-rimmed glasses resting on the coffee table without him wearing them.

Pei Heng leaned back on the sofa armrest, scrolling through his phone while chewing gum.

Ji Yan stood to the side with his arms crossed.

Shen Weiwei knelt on the ground, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

She raised her head and looked at Wen Yan, who was closest to her. "Young Master Wen, Lin Xiao Kui couldn't beat me, so she plotted to frame me."

Shen Weiwei took two steps forward on her knees, reached out and grabbed Wen Yan's trouser leg, "You have to stand up for me, Young Master Wen."

Wen Yan looked down at her hand, took a step back, and pulled his trouser leg out of her hand.

Shen Weiwei's hand froze in mid-air.

His voice was gentle, but the words were cold: "Weiwei, you can't compare to Lin Xiaokui, your skills are inferior, and you've become a defeated opponent of a special admissions student. How can you expect me to stand up for you?"

Pei Heng sat down next to him, crossed his legs, and said, "But don't worry, you've been behaving well lately, so you'll definitely get your share of the rewards. Go back and check your bank account."

"Young Master Pei—"

"But the reputation you desire," Pei Heng interrupted her, grinning, "isn't worth our time."

He gestured with his chin toward the door. "Let's go."

Shen Weiwei knelt on the ground, looking at the four people in front of her.

Wen Yan's posture was elegant, but his eyes were devoid of warmth.

Pei Heng crossed his legs and started scrolling through his phone, too lazy to even lift his head.

Ji Yan was facing away from her.

Si Lin leaned against the window and didn't look at her once from beginning to end.

She had the closest relationships with three of them.

Wen Yan is gentle in bed; he calls her name and asks if she is comfortable.

Pei Heng was wild in bed, pinning her against the wall and calling her "baby" over and over again.

Although Ji Yan only indulged himself occasionally, she knew that he also enjoyed it.

But now, one person is pulling her trouser leg out of their hand, and the other is making her check her bank card.

No matter how much fun they have in bed, they remain indifferent off the bed.

Shen Weiwei bit her lower lip, unwilling but not daring to refute, and could only support herself on the ground to stand up.

The strangers left, and the door closed.

Pei Heng kicked the coffee table leg, "Damn it."

He stood up and paced back and forth a couple of times. "Shen Weiwei isn't important, she's just a plaything, but why is this so unsettling?"

Wen Yan picked up his silver-rimmed glasses and wiped them clean. "Because we were provoked."

"Shen Weiwei is at least nominally part of the student council, and privately she's one of our people too."

"To be so easily outmaneuvered and ruined by those resistance fighters, isn't that a slap in the face?"

Ji Yan spoke calmly, "The one leading them is that Lin Xiaokui. Should we instruct Yan Ling'er to go down and deal with them?"

"What happens after you've cleaned up?" Si Lin's voice came from the window.

All three people looked at him at the same time.

Si Lin didn't look up, his thumb flicking the lighter's flint wheel, the flame dancing in his palm.

"That group of people prided themselves on being brave and resilient, and unafraid of being beaten."

"The more you humiliate them, the more united they become."

"Now that the blacklist has been up for a month, their numbers have actually doubled."

He closed the lighter, stood up, and walked to the coffee table. "The deacons can't be used as whetstones."

Wen Yan leaned back on the sofa, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "What do you mean?"

Si Lin picked up a whiskey glass from the coffee table, swirled the liquid at the bottom, and said, "Enough with the blacklist and whitelist game, time to play cat and mouse."

Pei Heng asked in confusion, "Who is the cat? And us?"

Si Lin downed the wine in his glass in one gulp. "Of course not."

"I have someone in mind, I guarantee it'll be fun."

-

In the afternoon, a bespectacled boy from the student council secretariat came to the classroom to deliver a message. He spoke politely, "Ruan Tang, the deacon team requests your presence."

Several students in the classroom turned to look at her at the same time.

Lin Xiaokui looked up from her book, her gaze lingering on her face for a long time.

Ruan Tang stood up and followed her out.

The boy led her to the top floor of the student council building.

Before the double doors, he pushed one open, stepped aside to let her in, and then stepped out himself.

When Ruan Tang walked in, all four people looked at her at the same time.

The luck value started to fluctuate, and the number jumped up.

Pei Heng spoke first, "Her?"

He sized Ruan Tang up and down; she wore black-rimmed glasses, and her bangs covered half her face. "Are you sure you want to make such a little white rabbit your cat?"

Si Lin chuckled lightly, "Little white rabbit? You've misjudged me."

He walked over from the window and circled Ruan Tang halfway around.

The man was so tall that when he stood next to her, she appeared exceptionally frail.

"It's clearly a clever and cunning cat."

Si Lin stopped in front of her. "Ignoring the process and only looking at the result, she, as Lin Xiao Kui's best friend, entered the university as a special admission student, caught between the deacon group and the resistance group, and emerged unscathed."

He looked down at her. "Your ability to protect yourself is quite impressive, isn't it?"

Wen Yan pushed up his silver-rimmed glasses. "Indeed."

"They avoid us and don't cause trouble, but they also don't join the resistance group. They maintain a delicate balance between the two sides and don't offend either of them."

"I have been safe and sound since enrolling."

Ji Yan also began to seriously examine her.

Ruan Tang lowered her eyes.

Pei Heng sat up straight on the sofa, placed his hands on his knees, and tilted his head to look at her. "Little girl, do you know why we called you here?"

"have no idea."

Pei Heng stood up, walked up to her, and said, "Then just say it."

"You own a flower shop, right? The shop isn't big, and business is just enough to make ends meet, because you have to hire someone to watch the shop while you're at school."

Whether we can afford the tuition next year is still uncertain.

Ruan Tang raised her eyes.

Pei Heng looked down at her, "As long as you join us and work for us, you'll never have to worry about anything in this life."

"And we'll pay off your father's debts."

Ruan Tang shook her head. "The Deacon Group and the Resistance Group don't get along, and Lin Xiao Kui is my friend. I can't betray my friend and join the Deacon Group."

"As for tuition fees, I can figure it out myself."

Si Lin laughed, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Friends? You're quite the loyal one."

He took a step forward, closer to her. "What do you think you'll face if you reject us and walk out this door?"

"Not to mention the blacklist, with your sickly appearance, a whitelist would be enough to kill you."

Ruan Tang pursed her lips, somewhat startled.

My eyes suddenly turned red, my eyelashes trembled twice, and tears came out of nowhere. I was so scared that I cried.

But she didn't cry out loud and bother anyone; instead, tears rolled down her cheeks one by one, hanging on her pointed chin.

Si Lin looked down at her and couldn't help but reach out and rub her cheek.

My fingertips brushed against my damp skin, and it felt soft and tender.

The man thought to himself: It feels so good.

It's a pity he wore glasses and was quite timid, which spoiled the fun a bit; otherwise, he would have really wanted to see what this girl was like.

Wen Yan raised an eyebrow and smiled.

What a coincidence! Si Lin took a liking to him, and so did he.

But it's nice to play together.