GBT Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Jiao Bai squatted under the table, holding his breath, staring with a pale face at his slightly rough, unfamiliar hands. The black hair at his temples was already soaked with sweat.

The sound of rushing water from the bathroom was like a death knell. Jiao Bai snapped back to reality, shrinking further under the table. Hugging his legs, he buried his head in his arms, eyes tightly closed, eyelashes trembling. A few seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes and cursed at the air.

“Damn it!!!”

He had a cold, a fever, and his throat was so sore. After cursing, Jiao Bai tasted blood and salt in his mouth. Had he done something unforgivable in his past life? Why was his fate in this life so twisted? Losing his parents at a young age, he was taken back by his uncle, who was supposed to manage his parents’ wealth and act as his guardian. He was met with his aunt’s disdainful looks and criticisms. When he was half-dead, he stepped into the world of BL through the introduction of a friend, relying on those comics to get through month after month, year after year. His grades had always been above the score line for his ideal school.

The 7th of next month was his eighteenth birthday, also the date of the college entrance exam. Just as he was about to embark on a new beginning in his life, he was hit by a car on his way home from school with a new comic book.

One blink, then another, and he transmigrated into a tragic BE BL comic he had read half a month ago, becoming Wang Chuqiu.

The person in the bathroom was Chairman Qi of the Qi Corporation—Qi Yi Liao, a charismatic supporting character with no romantic involvement with either the protagonist gong or shou, yet still had a personal Weibo account and a large CP fan group.

Jiao Bai didn’t know what had happened between Chairman Qi and the original Wang Chuqiu in this room. The comic didn’t explain it. He only remembered that the author revealed much later that the original owner left late at night, only to be hit by a black car that suddenly rushed out at the intersection, and died on the way to the hospital.

So,

Jiao Bai took a breath. He was a cannon fodder who was about to receive his lunchbox very soon.

The smell of the lunchbox was already wafting over.

Jiao Bai rubbed his eyes hard, sniffed, and stayed under the table for a while before staggering out, staggering to the white bed not far away, placing his hands crossed on his abdomen, his bloodless face displaying an expression of peace.

Peaceful…waiting to die.

Anyway, he was already a person who had died once, so dying again wasn’t a big deal. Practice makes perfect.

All of the above was bullshit!

Jiao Bai bit his lip, licking away the oozing blood that filled his mouth. He covered his face and murmured, “I don’t want to die…”

He didn’t want to die again.

But how could he escape this deadly situation?

Jiao Bai opened his fingers, eyes peering through the gaps at the door. Outside the door were Qi Yi Liao’s bodyguards and confidants. Sneaking away was impossible.

His eyeballs darted around anxiously. After a few moments, his gaze landed on the backpack against the opposite wall.

That’s right, his phone!

Jiao Bai “whooshed” and jumped out of bed, rushing over. When he grabbed the phone, his lips trembled slightly. With Qi Yi Liao’s power, there were no more than three people in City A who could stand up to him.

One of them happened to be in Jiao Bai’s contacts.

Shen Ji.

However, Jiao Bai stared at the number for a long time, unable to bring himself to tap it. Shen Ji was the male lead’s father, Shen Er An’s father, the scumbag gong from the comic, and in some ways, the original Wang Chuqiu’s sugar daddy. Right now, the other man was next door, separated by a wall.

But Jiao Bai couldn’t ask Shen Ji for help.

The light in Jiao Bai’s eyes disappeared because the reason he was facing this situation was because Shen Ji had taken a fancy to a sexy little chili pepper, Jiang Yan.

That little chili pepper, Jiang Yan, was one of Qi Yi Liao’s people. In the comic, he was known as “Little Chili Pepper.” He had a fiery personality, was a cross-dressing younger brother who loved wearing red dresses, was very flamboyant, and loved to stir things up. He was responsible for some of the later dog-blood drama.

Right now, Shen Ji was eating him next door.

As for Jiao Bai, Shen Ji had made it clear when he proposed swapping partners to Qi Yi Liao that he wouldn’t care whether he lived or died that night.

Jiao Bai paced back and forth in the room. If he wanted to save himself, he could only save himself.

How to save himself? Jiao Bai hit his head with his phone. Calm down. He was someone who had read the comic. He had a golden finger he could use. Think!

Jiao Bai suddenly looked towards the window.

This was “Di Ye,” the largest luxury entertainment venue in South City, a place where the upper class indulged.

Qi Yi Liao had a private room in “Di Ye.” One of his character traits was a fear of heights. Then his room should be on a lower floor?

Why not try climbing out the window and jumping downstairs?

Jiao Bai quickly ran to the window and pulled back the curtains. No security bars?! He leaned out to look. First floor! It was actually the first floor! Good, good, good, Heaven never cuts off all means of escape!

In the next moment, his teeth throbbed several times, and he silently retreated a few steps.

What was wrong with Qi Yi Liao? He came here to have fun. Ordering his men to stand guard outside the door was one thing, but there were people outside the window too!

And it was an indoor courtyard outside.

“Di Ye,” a place of extravagant decadence, had a courtyard??? And what was with that large patch of tulips? The comic didn’t mention it.

“Tap.”

The bathroom door suddenly opened from the inside.

Jiao Bai’s entire body stiffened. The pores on his back opened instantly. He was facing the bathroom door. He didn’t have time to manage his expression before he was hit in the face by a wave of moist, hot air mixed with a light fragrance.

The bathroom door was gently closed, and a man wearing a gray bathrobe walked towards the room. He looked to be in his thirties, tall and slender, his black hair damp, water droplets dripping from the strands on his forehead, falling from his full, distinct brow bone.

Jiao Bai opened his mouth wide, eyes wide, staring blankly at the two-dimensional character walking closer and closer to him.

Qi Yi Liao’s appearance was exactly the same as in the comic, but because he was alive and three-dimensional, the feeling he gave was even more dazzling. He appeared approachable and amiable, yet possessed an irresistible air of authority and elegance.

Jiao Bai’s heart pounded, his brain filled with blood, and his limbs went weak. This wasn’t excitement; it was physiological tension.

His head was very dizzy, and he saw double. The sense of weightlessness brought on by the fever was even stronger.

“Qi, Qi…” Jiao Bai’s tongue tied, and he choked a little on his saliva. He coughed a few times, making his voice even more unpleasant, like a strange noise coming from a worn-out old record player.

Jiao Bai’s palms were sweating. He had been reading comics for a long time and had seen some plots similar to his personal experience. Generally speaking, the protagonist would integrate the original owner’s memories, but why hadn’t he?

What did the original owner call Qi Yi Liao? Jiao Bai had some difficulty breathing, and felt like he was suffocating. He dredged up all the titles related to Qi Yi Liao mentioned in the comic.

Master Qi, Chairman Qi, Uncle Qi, Mr. Qi, Third Brother.

The most unlikely fifth title was eliminated first, leaving the remaining four… All of them were possible.

Jiao Bai tentatively called, “Chairman Qi.”

A gaze pierced through the light, landing on him.

Jiao Bai’s cold sweat poured down instantly. Had he guessed wrong? Just as he was about to find a way to muddle through, the man walked past him and sat on the sofa behind him.

“Why are you still here?” Qi Yi Liao’s voice was low and gentle, laced with doubt.

Jiao Bai’s eyes were dull. So? Was he allowed to leave??? His brain was a little dizzy, and he couldn’t figure out what the situation was, so he just stood there stupidly.

“Mr. Shen’s side…aren’t you…”

“No need to worry about it.” Qi Yi Liao grabbed a brown towel to dry his hair. As the sleeves of his bathrobe slid up, a section of his light tan forearm was exposed, radiating a clean, after-rain scent of fresh grass.

Really? Then he really shouldn’t worry about it? Jiao Bai gathered his emotions and feigned a sob. “Chairman Qi, please take me.” He lowered his head, presenting the delicate, vulnerable nape of his neck to the man’s eyes.

“Nonsense. Old Shen had too much to drink. Why are you taking it seriously?” Qi Yi Liao frowned, but his stern tone softened. “I only agreed to his proposal because I wanted to avoid trouble. I don’t have any needs in that area. My subordinates misunderstood.” He put the towel on the back of the chair, half-dried black hair spreading between his distinctly jointed fingers. “You should leave. Go back and take a shower, get a good night’s sleep, and be open-minded about everything. Finding your right place will allow you to avoid unnecessary trouble.”

Qi Yi Liao’s tone was full of a senior’s concern. He was a person who was gentle in every move he made.

The room was silent.

Jiao Bai looked down at his toes. This development was hundreds of thousands of miles away from what he had expected. In the comic, the original owner stayed here until late at night before being hit by a car and dying. He had intended to take advantage of the situation to slip out of the room, but he couldn’t. When he and Qi Yi Liao locked eyes, he was still thinking about how to deal with it, but the other party told him to leave, as if he had wanted him to leave long ago and hadn’t expected him to still be here. He probed a little and found no flaws. It seemed Qi Yi Liao really didn’t want him to stay.

Then what about the original plot?

Jiao Bai didn’t know what was wrong or where to start. He simply sorted out the character of Qi Yi Liao.

Qi Yi Liao’s character setting wasn’t clearly written. The comic only revealed that he was a very mature and attractive man, a Western City real estate tycoon with a constant stream of lovers. His character wasn’t full enough. He only appeared in a few chapters, each time accompanied by a boy, some beautiful and slender, some aggressive, some average, plump, and simple…

All kinds of people. What they had in common was that they looked like tamed little pets.

Qi Yi Liao’s looks, methods, wealth, experience, and personal charm were all outstanding. No matter the occasion, he would be the absolute focus. A person like him had no official pairing, so fans passionately paired him with various people, creating all kinds of unconventional pairings, even tearing apart the official protagonist CP to pair him with.

It was rumored that the author’s next work would feature Qi Yi Liao as the protagonist, but the author quickly denied it. She said in a fan group that Qi Yi Liao would not have an official pairing. He was for the fans.

Jiao Bai had an indescribable feeling. He was a fan of BE and loved to watch “I love you, you don’t love me, you love me, I don’t love you anymore,” or “You love me, I died” storylines. He never got tired of them, and he was also a protagonist-centric person, skipping the content of the supporting characters. When he was following this “Broken Wings” comic, he only paid attention to Qi Yi Liao because he was drawn so well.

Not just Qi Yi Liao, Jiao Bai didn’t skip the other supporting characters’ scenes either. Those faces and legs, sigh, every stroke was wildly splitting his G-spot.

Now that the two-dimensional world had become the three-dimensional world and the real person was standing in front of Jiao Bai, he had no mood to lick him. His identity and position had undergone earth-shattering changes. Staying alive was the most important thing.

Jiao Bai secretly did some quick calculations. Qi Yi Liao’s territory was in West City. He had come to South City this time to celebrate the Shen Old Madam’s birthday. When that was over, he would go back.

If he could get in touch with Qi Yi Liao…

Jiao Bai’s mind became increasingly calm. Although besides Qi Yi Liao, there were other supporting characters who hadn’t participated in the main storyline or become involved in the protagonist gong and shou’s feelings, there weren’t many who could get the Shen family to show respect.

No matter how he looked at it, Qi Yi Liao was the most useful.

If he could find a way to go to West City with Qi Yi Liao, then it would be much easier to escape.

Now that he had entered the comic world, he would live well and strive to survive.

Since the starting point of his life had moved here, and he had to dream again, then he would dream a big dream.

–He hoped that he could live a long and carefree life of a hundred years here.

The moment Jiao Bai thought that, an electronic voice suddenly exploded in his mind.

[The player’s will to survive has broken through the critical point, and the belief in building a dream has also reached the standard. Click this link to activate your personal account]

A link appeared out of thin air in front of Jiao Bai. He was dumbfounded.

[Automatic activation in five seconds.]

[Five, four, three… Delay too high, need to clear the cache again, please wait patiently.]

Jiao Bai: …

This was a trash server.

[Player account has been activated, Account: Jiao Bai. Initial Password: 000000. Logging in…]

Jiao Bai looked at the list that was close at hand.

→My Friends 0/20.

Who were they? Jiao Bai unconsciously had this thought, and the list opened, with twenty friends appearing in his field of vision.

All of them were people he didn’t know.

Jiao Bai’s scalp went cold. This shouldn’t be what he was thinking, right?

As if to verify his thoughts, the next second, a “My Boyfriend 0/0” appeared below My Friends.

Jiao Bai stiffly looked at the names in the friend list.

Wrong.

These weren’t characters from this comic, wrong… wrong, wrong!

Jiao Bai roared in horror in his heart: System, assistant, guardian, or whatever the hell you are, look quickly, you’ve got a BUG!!!!

[Warning! After testing, player Jiao Bai’s data does not match this world, transmission error, please immediately send the player back to the correct world line.]

[Warning! Warning! The player is bound to Wang Chuqiu, who is about to die in this world, cannot be unbound, sending back failed.]

Jiao Bai was still in shock, was it over?

Damn, it was a good thing he wasn’t sent to the world of those twenty people, otherwise he would have to live a life of complete bowel and bladder incontinence.

[This world is not in the restricted category, player Jiao Bai’s account information needs to be updated.]

[Account is updating…]

[Account update completed.]

→My Friends 1/1

-Qi Yi Liao

Jiao Bai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief. Temporarily ignoring the other stuff, the fact that there was only one friend on the list made him feel much more at ease.

[Friend is being added…]

Jiao Bai: Goodbye.