No strange things are allowed to evolve!

It wasn't because Jiang Shu enjoyed the comfort of being warm in winter and cool in summer as soon as he entered the room; it was simply because since he was staying in a hotel, he figured he might as well make the most of it.

In fact, even in the dead of winter, he would set the temperature to 17 degrees Celsius.

However, he was too embarrassed to tell the front desk about this and ask for an extra card, so he would use a wad of paper to block the door from closing. Anyway, he never left valuables in the hotel and usually carried them with him, so he wasn't worried about losing anything.

This is also why Sebastian was able to come and go freely, and why Strawberry Milkshake and Boya were able to carry out the "Saving Private Blueberry Dip" plan without a key. In fact, if Jiang Shu had been in the room at the time, they probably wouldn't have been able to open the door directly.

But now, the paper is gone.

This means I can't get in, damn it!

"It must be that bastard Sebastian. I told him to put the paper back in when he closed the door..."

Jiang Shu muttered angrily, then planned to travel thousands of miles to a place that was more like a community property management office than a front desk to get a spare key card.

But just then, the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

"Young Master, you're finally back!"

Sebastian's face was full of excitement, and an irrepressible joy.

Jiang Shu was a little confused by his appearance. She swallowed the words she was about to say to him and asked in confusion, "What's going on?"

“I’ve already heard about it.” Sebastian was incredibly relieved. “I knew you weren’t that kind of person; you wouldn’t do something so heinous.”

Jiang Shu thought for a while before realizing that Sebastian was probably referring to the rumors.

Those rumors seemed to have been refuted during the day at the behest of the chairman, so Jiang Shu hadn't heard anything about his initial actions all day and had almost forgotten about them.

So Sebastian actually waited here all day, wanting to share his joy at regaining his innocence?

Although it didn't really mean anything—Jiang Shu had never been one to care about his innocence—it still touched him somewhat.

"You mean this? It's nothing really, it's not a serious matter, you don't need to get so worked up," Jiang Shu comforted her.

“How can you say that?” Sebastian shook his head. “This concerns your reputation, young master. How can it not be serious? To be honest, I had already thought it through. Even if you really did those things, I would follow you, even if it would tarnish the beliefs I fought for. I was prepared to endure the humiliation. Fortunately, you are not that kind of person.”

"..." Jiang Shu was silent for a moment: "Although your unwavering loyalty and double standards moved me, if you don't know how to speak, you really don't have to say anything."

Sebastian grinned foolishly, completely unconcerned about Jiang Shu's disdain: "Anyway, to celebrate this, I've prepared your favorite things for you."

"Huh? What is that?" Jiang Shu asked, puzzled.

He himself wasn't even sure what he liked, so how did Sebastian know?

When have you ever mentioned that you like anything?

Just as he was confused, Sebastian clapped his hands: "Wake up, everyone! Wake up! The young master is back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft rustling sound came from the room, followed by a clear "Welcome home, young master."

Jiang Shu immediately sensed something was wrong.

The next second, when he saw what was going on inside, he was even more shocked than when he saw Teacher Zhang win the world championship in the men's 100-meter race.

He asked in horror, "What the hell are all these things?"

"Thank goodness you like this."

Sebastian looked at the flamboyantly dressed model boys as if admiring one of his masterpieces, and said smugly:

"If you like a girl, it will be more difficult. If someone with ulterior motives accuses you of rape afterward, it will be my dereliction of duty. But they won't. Even if they do accuse, it won't do any good. After all, raping a man is not illegal."

"Fuck your mother!"

Chapter 312 Study Materials

Jiang Shu rarely gets angry.

Even when they are angry, they usually don't show it.

Even if they show it, at most they'll just give a dirty look.

Even if giving someone a cold shoulder isn't enough to vent your anger, a few sarcastic remarks will suffice.

In short, he has almost never used such a simple and crude way to express his feelings.

It's really because this is too insulting.

Hearing Jiang Shu's angry curses, Sebastian, along with a bunch of other guys standing there like bowling pins, were too scared to move.

Sebastian was confused about why Jiang Shu suddenly became angry, while the model guy was unsure if he could still get his appearance fee.

A hint of struggle crossed Sebastian's face as he shakily reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

"I...I'll call my mom, but I can't guarantee she'll come."

"Get lost!" Jiang Shu slapped the phone out of his hand and then questioned, "I'm asking you, is that the kind of person you think I am?"

“I…” Sebastian was speechless for a moment.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had misunderstood something, and if the young master didn't like this kind of thing.

But I clearly saw him hide that delicate-skinned young man in the wardrobe that day...

Seeing Sebastian's confused expression, as if he didn't know what he had done wrong, Jiang Shu finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"If feelings have to be bought with money, then I'd rather not have them!"

"Let me tell you, once you're a ladybug, you're a ladybug for life. There's not a single good ladybug, and none of them will have a good ending!"

"That's why I would never do something so tasteless!"

Sebastian was deeply moved by these righteous, powerful, and resounding words.

Shame, regret, and utter embarrassment flashed across his face.

He finally realized his mistake.

Yes, for someone as outstanding as the young master to be brought together with a group of princesses... no, I should say princes in this way is simply an insult to his charm and character.

Recalling his smug words about how "men aren't afraid of being accused of rape," Sebastian was so regretful he wanted to slap himself twice.

The young master doesn't need to do anything proactively. As long as he stands there, his aura will automatically draw others to him, respect him, admire him, and be willing to dedicate themselves to him.

Damn it, what did I just say? I was practically blaspheming the young master!

He immediately slid to his knees, and said in a tearful voice, "Young Master, all of this was my own doing. I have failed in my duty. Please punish me!"

The guys with the molds looked at each other in bewilderment.

Someone asked in a low voice, "Do we have to do this later too?"

They clearly thought it was some kind of special play, especially since they didn't know that Sebastian was really just a butler.

Seeing that Sebastian's attitude was very correct and that he had clearly realized his mistake, Jiang Shu's anger subsided a little.

"To know one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue."

He gestured for Sebastian to stand up, then looked at the group of model-like men and asked casually:

"So why are all the people we called here tomboys?"

“Um…” one of the model guys raised his hand: “Boss, we are all genuine men.”

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Jiang Shu launched a merciless mockery at Sebastian: "Looks like you've been fooled. You've found a fake tomboy. I've told you so many times, the most important thing about a tomboy is that he's fake, not a tomboy."

After saying that, Jiang Shu suddenly realized that something was not quite right.

Wait, didn't Sebastian just say that raping them isn't illegal?

He wouldn't know they were men, would he?

What does it mean?

At this point, Sebastian, who had already realized his mistake, was eager to correct it and hurriedly urged the moldy guys to leave.

He assured the guys that he would definitely pay their dues, and that they could contact him later if they wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Only then did the guys feel relieved enough to leave.

Watching the large group of people leave, Jiang Shu felt increasingly uneasy.

"Stuff..."

"few..."

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

"You go first," Jiang Shu said.

Sebastian nodded, and said with shame, "Young Master, I'm sorry. I was too presumptuous and forgot that you are not the same as those worldly people. But please believe me, I just wanted to give you the best I could, that's all."

Jiang Shu was taken aback.

He felt that the best he could do was...

Could it be...

Jiang Shu suddenly understood everything—

Sebastian is giving.

His favorite type of guy was the kind who was dressed up and had makeup on his face that was thicker than a girl's, so to celebrate, he prepared his favorite thing.

Like a child sharing a toy with a friend, I don't know what you like; I only know that what I'm giving you is the toy I cherish most.

That seems to make sense.

Thinking of this, the fog in Jiang Shu's eyes gradually dissipated.

"I see, I understand. I'll keep it a secret for you," Jiang Shu said, her expression softening.

Sebastian was deeply moved when he heard that Jiang Shu would not expose his negligence at work and allow his reputation as a butler to be tainted with indelible sins in order to be tolerant of him.

"Young Master..."

Overwhelmed with emotion, Sebastian shed two streams of tears:

"From this day forward, whoever clips your wings, I will destroy their entire paradise!"

A moment later.

"What are you doing?" Sebastian asked curiously.

Since Jiang Shu moved in here, he has never turned on the television once.

But ever since the two of them reached a mutual understanding and achieved mutual tolerance, further elevating their master-servant relationship, he plunged into the audio-visual entertainment room and started tinkering with the 98-inch color TV.

"I need to see something."

Jiang Shu answered without turning his head.

Just then, he finally completed the last step according to the online guide and successfully connected his phone and TV.

After finishing all this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed.

"It's really amazing. I never imagined that TVs are so advanced now. It feels like an old person using a smartphone."

Seeing Jiang Shu trying to project his phone screen, Sebastian understood his intention.

Then he asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why bother casting the screen? Although a larger screen does provide a better experience, like being in a movie theater, the casting function seems to require a membership, right? I feel like that's a bit of a rip-off; it's better to just find it on the TV."

“I’m not looking for a movie,” Jiang Shu shook his head. “And it’s not for the experience either; I’m looking to see the details clearly, so some necessary investments are very worthwhile in my opinion.”

As he spoke, Jiang Shu turned off the light, started playing a video from a file on his phone, and stared intently at the screen.

Seeing this, Sebastian also looked at the screen with curiosity.

呲味——

After a sound like something scraping against the microphone, the video officially began.

As Sachima said, he took the photo secretly, so the picture is very dark, and perhaps because it was handheld, the picture was also very shaky due to the camera shake.

In addition, various special effects were flying around in the spectator light screen during the battle between the two sides, with different colored lights flashing continuously, making it impossible to see what was going on for a moment. All that could be heard were various noises from the scene.

"What is this?" Sebastian finally couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"Some internal study materials," Jiang Shu explained casually, "about..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Something's not right. Something's nine out of ten things is wrong.

Was it originally this dark in the final arena?

As he was thinking this, the person holding the camera gradually moved to the front of the crowd, and with the obstruction gone, the light gradually became brighter.