Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 262 - 261: Don’t Blame if You Dislike? [For Meng Shangbin’s 10,000 reward bonus, 3rd update]

Chapter 262: Chapter 261: Don’t Blame if You Dislike? [For Meng Shangbin’s 10,000 reward bonus, 3rd update]

Two days later.

"Young Master, your ranking has gone up again!" Liang Lan gleefully opened the Third Level Rich List to check: "Now you’re at 27, Fan Xi is underneath your feet."

"Not bad." Lu Xiaobu couldn’t help but laugh, then continued, "But speaking of which, I didn’t make any money this time, so why did my ranking go up?"

To tell the truth, the new rules did affect LOL, but the state’s named reward compensated for the losses. It was basically break-even!

"Because others have lost money."

Liang Lan spread her hands in resignation.

Other gaming companies, including the Conquest Game Company, suffered from the new rules, leading to financial losses.

In contrast, breaking even with LOL essentially meant making a profit.

"Nice, it’s not about making myself strong, but hoping the others flop."

Lu Xiaobu chuckled.

Although this ranking is practically useless, seeing Fan Xi beneath his feet was indeed quite satisfying.

You want to kick a man when he’s down? Now who’s at the bottom?

...

A leisurely life continues.

Eating, sleeping, and teasing the four girls!

It’s worth mentioning that Lu Xiaobu’s name is now being deliberately forgotten by gamers.

Because they really don’t know how to refer to him, the man who single-handedly sparked the era of eSports but at the same time keeps a tight grip on it.

A Saint or a demon?

Or perhaps he’s both!

So, they choose to go with the flow and forget him in the Jianghu!

Ahem, actually, there’s another interpretation of the above.

That is!

What?

Uninstalling LOL?

Never play again?

When did I say that?

Never, definitely never!

What? Lu Xiaobu?

Who’s that? Don’t know him!

Come on, stop dawdling, my Sword Saint skills are top-notch!

Hurry up, let’s team up and play before it’s time again!

...

Lu Xiaobu was sitting and thinking that day.

He was wondering whether to go to the He Family in Xiangjiang now, following Lin Feng’s clues to check on her, or to wait a bit longer.

"Boss, Principal Li called and asked if you could come to class."

Su Luoxue whispered to Lu Xiaobu, covering the phone.

If you looked closely, you would notice a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth!

Lu Xiaobu’s approach to being a student had gotten to the point where even the principal personally called to inquire whether or not he could attend class.

The most crucial part was the inquiring tone, which seemed to say, I’m just asking, it’s fine if you don’t come.

"Class?"

Lu Xiaobu scratched his head: "I think I really never did attend any class, huh! University life is so good, you can skip classes whenever, I almost forgot I’m still a student."

"Uh..."

Su Luoxue desperately held back her urge to retort.

Is this the good university life?

It’s just that your life is good, alright?

Normal university students have to attend classes and earn credits!

Otherwise, they can’t graduate.

"Alright then, I’ll go to class. After all, not attending a single lecture for a semester is indeed not great."

Lu Xiaobu nodded: "By the way, what major am I in again?"

He genuinely didn’t know because he didn’t get in through regular channels; who knows what he filled in for a major at the time.

"Film Directing."

Su Luoxue reminded him, speechless.

Alright, I get it, you really almost forgot you were a student.

You even forgot your major.

After replying to Principal Li.

Lu Xiaobu strolled leisurely toward the university.

He arrived at the large lecture hall as Principal Li had notified.

Lu Xiaobu didn’t alarm anyone and sneaked in through the back door, casually found a seat, and sat down.

He was here to give Principal Li face, after all, and just played with his phone to pass the time!

However, as soon as Lu Xiaobu took a seat, the people around him automatically dispersed.

Everyone looked like they wanted to approach, but they dared not.

Obviously, they all recognized Lu Xiaobu.

Lu Xiaobu didn’t care.

Meanwhile, the people around were whispering.

"This must be Lu Xiaobu!"

"It should be, he looks like the one in photos, but I’ve never seen him in person."

"As if you have! I’ve heard this Lu Xiaobu hasn’t attended a single class."

"Really? That’s awesome!"

"That’s not all, I heard the old stick-in-the-mud has a big issue with him, even reported him to Principal Li."

"Well, isn’t he here now! Besides, what does it matter if he attends classes or not? If I were as capable as he is, I wouldn’t go to classes either."

"Alright, alright, keep it down, don’t let him hear us."

"..."

Time passed by every minute, and more and more people entered, soon filling up the entire lecture hall!

Finally, someone sat down next to Lu Xiaobu.

This actually made Lu Xiaobu a bit surprised, he looked up to see.

It was a round-faced student wearing glasses, who could only be described as ordinary.

But just one glance was enough to immediately make you feel an overwhelming scholarly aura.

Of course, there’s also another term for that - a bookworm.

"Hello."

The bookworm nodded to Lu Xiaobu.

"Hello."

Lu Xiaobu responded with a smile.

One does not start a quarrel with someone who is smiling.

"You are Lu Xiaobu, right? Let me introduce myself; my name is Zhang Peng, also majoring in directing, a disciple of Professor Sun!"

Zhang Peng pushed his glasses up and introduced himself, emphasizing the word ’disciple’ to show how much he valued this identity.

"So?"

Lu Xiaobu was somewhat puzzled.

What’s this about?!

Why do I feel hostility?

"I just want to ask, what is ’the basics of directing’?"

Zhang Peng said very calmly, without a trace of fluctuation in his tone.

"I don’t know."

Lu Xiaobu shrugged his shoulders, although not understanding where this topic was coming from, he still answered.

"What about ’photography and videography’?"

"I don’t know."

"What is ’photojournalism’?"

"I don’t understand."

"What is ’..."

"Hold on, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Lu Xiaobu frowned, his patience reaching its limit.

"I just wanted to say, although you are glorious, do you think there is any point in you attending university if you don’t even go to classes?"

Zhang Peng continued in that very calm, or rather confident tone of voice.

Such words, spoken in this tone, inexplicably seemed very powerful.

Simply put, Zhang Peng was chastising Lu Xiaobu—unfit to be a student!

"Wow, are you here to trample all over me?"

Lu Xiaobu’s anger flared up instantly.

"Don’t mind it, I’m just speaking the truth, no offense."

Zhang Peng went on in the same tone.

His saying that made Lu Xiaobu’s temper flare up even more!

No offense?

You’re freaking stepping all over me and say no offense?

Who do you think you are?

What are you to me?!

I have to listen to you after you insult me?!

Should I say you’re shameless, or just shameless?

You want to play games with me?

Then let the games continue!