The Delicate Transfer Student and the Dangerous Gaze

[This is a real horror live-stream game.]

[You only have two choices: clear the game or die.]

What was that sound?

Ye Shengge felt a bit confused.

[Welcome player to the dungeon “Death Red Envelope Group.”]

[Ding! The live-stream system has been activated.]

[Dungeon plot loading—]

The next second, a suffocating sense of dizziness swept over him like a tide.

The cold mechanical voice continued to broadcast strange words without any fluctuation.

[In the Grade 12 Class 5 chat group, someone anonymously sent a large red envelope worth a thousand yuan.]

[As the price for receiving the red envelope, the Luck King must complete the task assigned by the anonymous person.]

[At first, no one took it seriously, including the Luck King who received the largest share. It wasn’t until the next day that the Luck King jumped to his death in front of everyone. At the same time, an anonymous message suddenly appeared in the chat group: Punishment finished, game continues.]

[Everyone finally realized that this is a real death game.]

[Clearance condition: Find the anonymous person while staying alive within seven days. Please note, you only have one chance to submit your answer.]

[Players, please take full advantage of your strengths after the plot officially unfolds and strive to survive until the end.]

The dizziness slowly faded.

Before Ye Shengge could think about what he had just heard, he was startled into opening his eyes by a sudden voice.

“Ye Shengge, this is Grade 12 Class 5. Remember to give a self-introduction when you go in later.”

A middle-aged male teacher wearing thick-framed glasses pointed forward, his face full of a kind smile.

Ye Shengge looked in the direction he was pointing.

The class sign hanging on the nearby classroom door was very eye-catching.

Inside the classroom, the vast majority of students were slumped over their desks catching up on sleep, while only a few were seriously working on problems.

It looked perfectly normal and wasn’t as terrifying as the system described.

His nervous tension eased quite a bit.

Ye Shengge nodded and followed the male teacher into the classroom.

The middle-aged teacher walked onto the podium and knocked hard on the desk, making a deafening sound.

The students sleeping on their desks were nearly all startled awake, casting unfriendly gazes toward the podium.

But when they saw the person knocking was their class teacher, their anger instantly dissipated, and they only dared to complain quietly in their hearts.

“This is a new student transferring to our class. From now on, he is a member of our class. I hope everyone can get along well with him.”

The middle-aged teacher spoke before the students could lie back down to sleep.

After finishing, he stepped aside and spoke to Ye Shengge in an encouraging tone.

“New student, come up and introduce yourself.”

The words “transfer student” made the students who had intended to keep sleeping snap wide awake.

Everyone’s eyes simultaneously landed on the new student standing in an inconspicuous corner near the door, trying his best to lower his presence.

The moment they saw the new student’s appearance, their scrutinizing gazes instantly became incredibly burning and excited.

Many people stood up directly, whistling and cheering.

The more familiar ones even shouted for the new student to sit with them.

For a moment, the classroom was extremely boisterous.

This sudden turn of events left Ye Shengge standing there in a daze.

He didn’t know what to say or how to react.

In the next second, strange transparent bullet-chat messages floated in front of him.

[Look what I found! A beautiful wife!!!]

[Am I seeing this right? This is an A-rank dungeon. The difficulty is so high that many senior players have perished here. Can a little waste snack who has nothing but looks really survive for seven days?]

[The person above is right. Although I like this newcomer’s face too, this dungeon is just too hard. The BOSS can see everything happening in the classroom. Won’t this newcomer be killed on the first day?]

[Wooo, I’m not listening, I’m not listening! I finally found such a beautiful wife, I won’t allow him to die so quickly!]

Looking at the messages discussing how scary the dungeon was and guessing when the newcomer would die, Ye Shengge instantly forgot about being cheered at.

He was so scared he took a sharp step back.

But his back was against the wall, so there was nowhere to retreat. This small step caused him to hit the wall heavily.

The stinging pain made Ye Shengge’s eyes instantly turn red, and his slightly curled eyelashes were stained with tears.

His shimmering appearance made him look exceptionally weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Anyone seeing this scene would soften their heart and wish they could bring the best of everything to him to make him happy.

“Everyone, watch your manners. Don’t scare the new student.”

The teacher thought the students’ cheering had scared Ye Shengge, so he quickly spoke to stop them with a stern face.

Then he turned his gaze back to Ye Shengge, his tone softening again.

“Ye Shengge, just find any seat and sit down. Class is about to start.”

Although he was misunderstood by the teacher, being able to escape the awkward self-introduction was an unexpected joy for Ye Shengge.

He nodded quickly, his eyes falling on the empty seats in the classroom, feeling a bit hesitant about which one to choose.

However, this hesitation completely vanished once Ye Shengge noticed the other students’ gazes sticking tightly to his body.

They looked as if they wanted to strip off his clothes to observe and study him closely.

The instinct to avoid harm made him subconsciously walk toward an empty seat in the very back row.

Only the student next to that seat had not participated in the cheering from beginning to end, and was instead seriously working on problems.

At first glance, he looked like a good student with great self-control.

If he could sit with such a high-achieving student, he would surely feel a great sense of security.

Thinking of this, Ye Shengge endured the stinging pain in his back and plucked up the courage to stand next to the boy.

“Classmate, can I sit in the seat next to you?” he asked in a small, trembling voice.

Because he was asking for permission, Ye Shengge’s voice naturally became much softer.

His beautiful cat-like eyes were full of eager anticipation, and even his delicate, fair cheeks flushed slightly from nervousness.

At this moment, he looked as if he were acting spoiled with a boyfriend in a passionate relationship.

But the person receiving this treatment was not some boyfriend, just a classmate who was as much a stranger as could be.

Others who heard this sentence felt as if their hearts had been lightly scratched by a kitten, feeling both itchy and tingly.

They wished they could take his place and agree to every request Ye Shengge made.

Yet the other party involved was still writing on the test paper, looking unmoved.

But upon closer inspection, one would find that his body had stiffened considerably, and the marks from his pen were much heavier.

The audience watching the live stream became excited the moment they saw this.

[Yes, yes! Of course you can!! Never mind sitting next to the wife, you can even sit in my lap!!!]

[You upstairs, draw your sword.]

[Wooo, my simple-minded wife! Do you know that with your seductive look and these proactive words, it’s easy to be targeted by wild men? Don’t look at how this guy is cold and dignified on the surface; he’s probably thinking about how to do this and that to you.]

[I’ve decided. From now on, I’ll squat in the live-stream room every day to protect my wife so those wild men don’t get a chance to bully him!]

[Maybe… have you all forgotten? This is a horror live-stream game, not a romance game. How could an NPC be interested in a player?]

[Our wife is so good-looking, why wouldn’t they be?]

Ye Shengge didn’t notice the change in the good student.

He hurriedly scanned the bullet-chat and looked away as if burned.

He refused to look at those messages that were incredibly suggestive to him.

Even the small red flush on his face had now spread further, and his heart began to race uncontrollably.

He thought a bit indignantly that this good student who was seriously working on problems couldn’t possibly be a pervert like they said.

Just as Ye Shengge’s thoughts were drifting further and further away, he suddenly met a pair of ice-cold eyes.

“Sit.”

It was the good student who had been immersed in his work.

His tone was as cold as his handsome and sharp appearance, and his words were very brief.

He wasn’t enthusiastic like the other students at all; instead, he radiated a chill.

This was undoubtedly a person who was difficult to get along with.

But it made the thought in Ye Shengge’s heart even firmer.

As if afraid the other would regret it, he quickly sat down in the seat next to him and said with a brilliant smile, “Thank you.”

The good student’s gaze fell on Ye Shengge, paused for a few seconds, then he gave a faint “mm” in response to the thanks and lowered his head to continue writing.

Ye Shengge looked at the good student who had become his deskmate with some worry.

He racked his brains, thinking about how to strike up a conversation to get more useful information.

Admittedly, at the very beginning when he found out he had entered a horror game, Ye Shengge was indeed panicked and scared.

He even thought about questioning the system why it had to choose a simple, delicate, and timid “waste snack” like him.

But after accepting the cruel reality, Ye Shengge’s strongest thought was to work hard to stay alive.

And the only way to stay alive was to gather all kinds of information related to the dungeon and complete the tasks assigned by the system.

These things sounded easy, but when the clumsy-tongued Ye Shengge faced the silent good classmate, the difficulty was hard to describe.

While Ye Shengge was thinking, the good student finished his problems and closed his book.

Seeing this, Ye Shengge no longer hesitated and planned to find a random topic to talk to him.

But at that moment, the surrounding students suddenly swarmed over all at once.

With layers upon layers of people, it looked like a scene from a zombie movie, which was very frightening.

If Ye Shengge hadn’t reacted quickly and stabilized his mind, he would have been scared to death.

There was a reason why the students suddenly acted this way.

The class teacher had left to do other things after seeing Ye Shengge find a seat, which made the students, who were already full of curiosity and goodwill toward the new student, rush over impatiently.

After surrounding Ye Shengge, everyone started talking to him one after another.

The chirping and chattering was extremely lively.

In this situation, trying to talk to the good student was simply a pipe dream.

Ye Shengge felt a bit troubled.

Just then, the system spoke up out of the blue.

[If you only want to gather information, others might be a better choice.]

It was a perfectly normal sentence, but when Ye Shengge heard it, he felt a weird sense that the system was targeting the good student.

Sensing Ye Shengge’s thoughts, the system’s mechanical voice became a few degrees colder.

[Please do not overthink, player. The system has no emotions, let alone targeting NPCs in the horror world.]

Ye Shengge blinked, not expecting that the system could detect what players were thinking.

But surprise aside, he still blushed and apologized to the system, promising several times that he wouldn’t let his mind wander again.

The system didn’t seem to hear the apologies or promises; after explaining that it wouldn’t target NPCs, it disappeared again.

Ye Shengge tentatively called out a few times, but seeing the system didn’t come out, he could only put the matter aside and focus on dealing with the students who were chattering incessantly in his ear.

The voices of these students were too loud; if this continued, he would go deaf.

And looking at the frowning expression of the good student sitting next to him, he was clearly unhappy and might even think Ye Shengge was a troublesome pest.

To avoid this, he had to resolve the matter as quickly as possible.

But things did not go as Ye Shengge had expected.

After he spoke, the students did not quiet down; instead, their voices became even louder.

Just like peacocks spreading their tails, they worked hard to make their presence known in front of the person they liked.

The volume in the classroom had now reached an abnormal level, making his head buzz.

Whether it was a hallucination caused by the noise or not, Ye Shengge actually saw weird smiles on their faces.

Just as Ye Shengge was feeling uneasy, someone suddenly slammed the table hard and cursed in an extremely irritable voice.

“Everyone shut the f*ck up! Are you going to let people sleep or not!”

This voice was very loud, completely drowning out the volume of the other students.

The students surrounding Ye Shengge looked displeased, but when they saw who had spoken, they immediately backed off.

They warily closed their mouths, not daring to say another word.

No one dared to provoke that lunatic.

Seeing such a huge difference in the students’ behavior before and after, Ye Shengge was surprised and became very curious about the person who had yelled.

The moment this thought surfaced, the school bell rang.

No matter how unwilling they were, the students had to return to their seats and wait for the subject teacher.

Ye Shengge finally got his wish and saw the person he was so curious about.

That person was completely different from the ferocious monster Ye Shengge had imagined.

On the contrary, his features were very handsome, though his slightly raised phoenix eyes held a trace of violence.

He looked like someone who was not to be messed with.

His awareness was very strong; the moment a gaze fell on him, he captured it instantly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and turned abruptly toward the source of the gaze.

Ye Shengge didn’t have time to look away and met that sharp, dangerous gaze head-on.

His eyes widened instantly, filled with fear and nervousness.

A strong sense of crisis made him instinctively want to flee this terrifying place.

But in reality, he couldn’t even move; he could only stand there stiffly.

Like a pitiful small animal cornered, he could do nothing but tremble and pray for the predator to show mercy.

Jiang Yan’s reaction was the complete opposite.

The moment he saw the youth, his violence and dangerous aura were instantly reined in like a tamed beast.

His deep gaze was fixed on the beautiful youth whose eyes were welling up from fear.

His lips curled slightly into what looked like an ill-intentioned smile as he silently mouthed three words.

Ye Shengge understood; he said—

“Little rabbit.”