Quick Transmigration: Will Even a Foolishly Popular Person Be Forced to Love Him?

After a pause, Yun Zhi turned her face away and said dryly, "I was able to stand up by myself just now..."

"...Oh." Lu Ci replied dryly.

The two fell silent again.

One second, two seconds...

Or perhaps a few seconds later, Lu Ci moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

In the end, the boy simply walked over and squatted down not too far from Yun Zhi.

"...Your shoelaces are untied," he said.

Yun Zhi: "Huh?"

Yun Zhi subconsciously tried to pull her foot back, looking down to see if it had really fallen apart, but Lu Ci had already grabbed her slender ankle before Yun Zhi could.

His body temperature was very high; Yun Zhi had felt it when Lu Ci carried him earlier.

At this moment, the burning sensation became even more pronounced when Lu Ci pressed the exposed skin on her ankle with his fingertips.

Yun Zhi felt a little uncomfortable, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lu Ci carefully tidying up her shoelaces.

As Lu Ci stood up, he saw Yun Zhi's delicate brows furrowing again.

Her eyes were round and large, clear and bright, with long eyelashes trembling gently, casting delicate shadows like sunlight and clouds in her jewel-like pupils.

"...Are you that surprised to know who I am?" Lu Ci said. "Okay. Even if you really don't like me, you don't have to make it so obvious, do you?"

At this moment, he laughed instead and said softly, "The camera is still rolling. Although it can be edited, if it's actually broadcast, be careful you don't get scolded and have to rub your face and lose your pearls. Cheer up, big star."

Yun Zhi's eyes widened slightly as she looked at Lu Ci.

He turned his head away, his gaze falling on the ground not far away: "Let's go."

……

Lu Ci has a secret that no one knows—

He had known Yun Zhi for a very, very long time.

The connection between Yunzhi and He was actually quite serendipitous.

It was so ingenious that Lu Ci sometimes wondered if fate was setting him up, which was why he met Yun Zhi as his retribution.

Even though he was a Celestial Dragon at the top of the pyramid and looked down on the poor, Lu Ci still needed to put on a show of respect sometimes.

Capitalism is particularly prevalent in Central Plains, where there is a clear hierarchy. The top level is extravagant and decadent, while the bottom level is indifferent and conservative. Everyone believes only in the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak.

Even if both sides are fully aware of the truth, they still need some secrecy on the surface.

Lu Ci's school is holding an event in Zone E. The event has a bit of official interest, with the government taking the lead in organizing it. As the eldest son of the Lu family, Lu Ci needs to show his face.

Even the sky in Zone E was hazy, and Lu Ci didn't really like this kind of weather.

He loves sunny, bright days, with delicate clouds dotting the sky and an endless expanse of blue.

Lu Ci also dislikes being crammed together with a group of people.

Perhaps because he had only recently come of age, boys of this age are still somewhat arrogant and aloof, and they love to be unconventional. Moreover, Lu Ci's family background supports him in doing so, and there are plenty of people who flatter his temper.

What he hates most is being overly attentive to others, and he despises all lowly and restless people.

He hates it even more when others treat him like he's nothing, and playing hard to get won't work on Lu Ci at all.

He once said in front of many people with contempt and arrogance, "Trash should stay where trash belongs." He is self-centered, domineering, has an unpredictable temper, and is difficult to please.

Even those around Lu Ci who were used to his personality and knew him well all agreed that he was the most difficult one to deal with.

Unfortunately, Zone E has almost gathered all the factors that Lu Ci hates.

So when he arrived at a place he disliked in weather he disliked, Lu Ci was expressionless, and his face was visibly sour.

Others who had originally wanted to get to know this young master of the Lu family now saw his expression and awkwardly didn't dare to approach.

Lu Ci arrived late and left early.

There's really nothing worth visiting in Zone E. Even the most famous Magnolia Park might not be as appealing as wildflowers growing by the roadside in the eyes of a young master who's seen all sorts of exotic flowers.

But apart from that, Lu Ci didn't know where to go for the time being.

He simply wandered around the neighborhood.

The houses were small and cramped, the floors were still yellowed despite the efforts to clean them, and the people's faces showed signs of exhaustion...

Lu Ci, wearing a hoodie and with his hands in his pockets, walked through the crowd.

"Did you go there? My God...unbelievable."

"She's a real-life BJD doll, even more beautiful than a magnolia flower."

"She looked so cute when she was shy and hesitant when asked to take a photo, and she actually agreed..."

"I saw the pictures my friend took for me, she's so beautiful! Is she a big star filming here? I really want to know her name!"

"If it's true, I want to be her fan! That girl has such a special feeling about her, I really want to protect her."

"Hey, if that's the case, then I want to be her mom—"

"I want to date her. I wish I had a girlfriend as cute as her."

"It's too early to draw conclusions. What if she's just an ordinary person? A kid like her, if she really debuted, she couldn't possibly be completely unknown, right?"

"I still hope she can actually debut..."

Some people lowered their voices and excitedly discussed it with their friends.

Their eyes shone slightly, as if simply mentioning each other had already brought them happiness.

Zhongzhou is a very twisted place. It is both open and closed, free and repressive. Some people live a life of debauchery, while others are lifeless. The atmosphere from top to bottom is cold and extremely extreme.

While following celebrities is commonplace in other states, it's not always the case in Central State.

It seems normal for celebrities with privileged backgrounds and fame to be adored and loved, but people's liking for them is more like being infatuated with their aura than caring about the person themselves.

The more popular a celebrity is, the more people like them. People can talk about it openly and express their admiration and affection for them in public.

Conversely, people from humble backgrounds and with little fame need to be discreet and reserved when expressing their love to their crushes, for fear of being looked down upon.

The elite class even believes that emotions need to be kept calm, and that being overly infatuated with others is a rude and impolite thing.

Therefore, compared to other areas in Central State, people in District E may be used to being looked down upon, and their emotions are more outgoing.

These are the people.

Lu Ci showed absolutely no interest in their conversation.

There are countless ordinary, unremarkable people like this who, ironically, need emotional support; there's nothing to be concerned about.

Lu Ci had earphones in his ears, and the songs playing inside were unrestrained rock music, with heavy metal sound effects stimulating his nerves.

When Lu Ci reached the corner, he suddenly stopped.

On the dirty road, I dropped a cell phone.

He raised an eyebrow: "Are there still people using this kind of junk these days?"

That phone looks like an old model from several years ago; it doesn't even have a full-screen display.

In the ever-changing Central Plains, electronic products are updated and iterated at a speed that is hard for ordinary people to imagine. So when Lu Ci suddenly saw such an old-fashioned item, he took a few more glances at it with curiosity.

He picked it up and looked at it.

The phone is a women's model. The tempered glass screen protector is a bit cracked. The protective case is light pink, made of cheap plastic with hard edges, and has a calico cat stretching on it.

"How stupid," Lu Ci scoffed.

However, even under the hazy weather in Zone E, this pattern was highlighted with a unique brightness.

Having just finished listening to the song, Lu Ci felt a bit better and, unusually, showed some kindness, tossing it to the bodyguard following behind him.

"Give it to the person in charge of managing this street, and save my contact information in it while you're at it," he said casually.

The bodyguard replied respectfully, "Yes, young master."

Lu Ci has a research project that requires a "tool" to complete a superficial project.

Lu Ci was too lazy to select anyone; originally, he could have just handed the responsibility over to someone else. But now that he was going to be a good person for once, he decided to go all the way.

Choosing whom doesn't matter, right?

—Let's say this is the lucky one.

And just like that, a number without any notes was silently added to the previously empty contact list on the old phone.