Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Male Lead Lures the Protagonist Into a Pout

Ruan Ci was bound to a bizarre quick-transmigration system that required him to follow angsty romance plotlines in every world. But every time he earnestly performed his role, the male leads’ reactions caught him completely off guard. He knelt in the snow admitting his fault, but the powerful minister pulled him into his embrace, thumb brushing the corner of his eye: “Your Majesty’s tear… should fall upon this minister’s bed.” Late at night in the dormitory, he lay curled under the covers with a fever, coughing softly. His childhood friend and roommate threw open his blanket: “38.5 degrees. My body temperature runs low, let me help cool you down… Just as he was about to leap off the Immortal Execution Platform, his corrupted disciple seized his wrist: “If Master jumps, I’ll throw every single person in this sect down after you to keep you company.” For the umpteenth time, he “accidentally” brushed against the top student’s hand—only for the other to suddenly flip his grip and hold on: “Can’t solve this problem? I’ll teach you.” The pen tip scratched messy marks across the paper. “But the tuition fee…” He pretended to lose his balance and stumble toward the Best Actor, only to have his waist caught in a firm grip. The man leaned close to his ear, his voice audible only to Ruan Ci: “That fall was much more natural than last time.” Until one day, All the male leads awakened simultaneously and trapped him in the system space. “Ten worlds’ worth of debts… we’ll settle them slowly tonight.”