I'm not an elite villain.

The boy on the dark-colored sofa suddenly fell down, and after a while he did not climb back up as usual.

There was no response from him on the ground, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Maybe it's sitting on the couch playing video games day and night.

Or maybe God couldn't stand him anymore and told lies with his eyes open.

This is what led to his death, and he died young.

Pan Xian'an traveled through a book, and into the melodramatic novel "I'm the Heroine in the Book" written by his sister, but he himself was still unaware of it, because... the heroine was not him.

"I'm the Heroine in a Book": It mainly tells the story of an ordinary girl, Zhao Xiaoli, who travels through time into a novel she has read and becomes the heroine of the same name in the novel, who is loved by everyone, flowers bloom when she sees them, and cars get flat tires when they see her.

Through the plot of the book, the heroine is not satisfied with what she already has, and begins to snatch away opportunities that belong to other supporting characters, growing bigger and stronger step by step.

At first, he slapped his vicious mother and sister in the face and became the person with the most say in the mansion.

Later, she didn't want to be trapped in the intrigue of the backyard for the rest of her life, so she packed up her belongings and ran away overnight. In order to pick up a high-quality man, she worked tirelessly and took great pains to join a sect.

After some tricks, she won the favor of her senior brothers and sisters and became the most favored little sister in the sect. In the end, she was with her senior brother, the male protagonist.

The male protagonist, named Fu Jinchen, is the son of a wealthy businessman. He is handsome and rich, and is the dream lover of thousands of girls in this novel world.

Fu Jinchen has a smooth and fair face, a handsome face with sharp edges, dark and deep eyes with charming colors, thick and elegant eyebrows, a high nose, and beautiful lips, all of which show that he is a high-quality man! High-quality man!! High-quality man!!! I have to say it three times: this is the man that the heroine loves miserably.

Among them, the author has very few descriptions about the demons, which are nothing more than doing some shameful things that bring disaster to the world. In the end, they are all wiped out by the protagonist, highlighting the superiority of the male and female protagonists. Bah, it's because they are capable.

But what Pan Xianan felt most upset about amidst all of this was not the usual second male lead in novels, but the cannon fodder Gu Qingchen who was killed miserably as soon as he appeared on the stage.

Gu Qingchen, a genius of his generation and the number one male virtue in Beijing, was unlucky enough to be spotted by the lecherous heroine, and the lecherous male protagonist Fu Jinchen was jealous, so he cruelly cut off his face and humiliated him severely.

From then on, the "No. 1 on the Capital's Male Virtue List" became a joke. He was driven out of the house by his parents, laughed at by others, and was an ugly freak that everyone wanted to beat. In the end, he was raped to death by a few perverts.

Pan Xian'an was disgusted by the experience of being a cannon fodder in the original book. His sister also told him earnestly that this is a routine in every drama.

Don't lie to me, just because I haven't seen it doesn't mean I haven't seen it, Pan Xian'an was speechless after hearing her words.

But after his repeated persuasion, his foolish sister finally changed the plot, changing the part where he was abused to death to one where he was taken away by a mysterious man.

"And that's it? So casual. That man...what kind of character is he? Why don't you continue writing?" Pan Xian'an asked worriedly.

"Otherwise, you can write it." Pan Zhiruo said helplessly as she looked at Pan Xian'an who was asking questions all over the place.

"What are you talking about!" Pan Xian'an quickly shook his head. He really couldn't write this.

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As luck would have it, Pan Xian'an traveled through time when the Demon Cult was wreaking havoc on the world. Just when the situation was in full swing, the prince of the Demon Cult disappeared, and the damned righteous launched a sneak attack.

"The prince is missing!" The left protector said in surprise. He could not sense the prince's presence at the moment.

"What? Retreat quickly. It will be difficult to explain to the master." The right protector frowned, retreated repeatedly, and released a puff of red smoke from his hand.

When the smoke cleared, the demons had disappeared without a trace.

"Oh no! The demons must be making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. Retreat quickly." The leader shouted nonsensically.

That day, the battle between the righteous and the demons was like a child's play, and it ended in vain.

On that earth-shattering day, the unconscious Pan Xian'an was picked up by someone.

Gu Yitan, a little old man.

Because his children were always compared with the kid from the rival Fu family, and they were always inferior to him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

It's fine if I feel bad, but I can't say it out. I can only go out to relax by myself, sighing all the way. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I want to roll up my sleeves and have a big fight with those old men.

Suddenly, I saw a man lying on the ground in the jungle. There were no scars on his body, but there was some dirt on his face.

"What a dirty kid!" He looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and could be his grandson.

"Whose child is lost?" Zhou Yitan, who found the child, shouted with his hand on his forehead.

But no one responded for a long time, so I just washed it and treated it as my own child.

Zhou Yitan had no choice but to accept his fate and picked up the child from the ground.

"How come this kid doesn't have even a pound of flesh on his body?" Zhou Yitan weighed the person on his back with emotion.

When his fellow travelers saw him on the road, they all admired him and said, "This old Gu is still strong despite his age, haha."

"Doctor, what's wrong with him?" Zhou Yitan asked nervously to the doctor sitting beside the bed. Mrs. Gu beside him also looked at the child on the bed worriedly.

Looking at the cleanly washed child, Zhou Yitan felt how good-looking he was! He was hundreds of times better looking than that Laoji Fu Jinchen.

If it was his own son, he would be so proud. Zhou Yitan, the old fox, began to have some plans in his mind.

"Old Gu, do you think I'm boring? This kid is just asleep!" The old doctor looked at the man on the bed for a long time, but couldn't find out what was wrong with him. Could it be that he was thinking of giving his son plastic surgery again? What is he planning to do to his son now?

He stared at Zhou Yitan, suspecting that Zhou Yitan was playing a trick on him on purpose because he went drinking with Lao Wei without bringing him along.

But looking at the anxious expressions of Zhou Yitan and Mrs. Zhou, it didn't seem like they were pretending.

He has always sneered at old man Zhou Yitan's acting skills, so he should be completely unaware of the incident.

Doctor Lin's thoughts at this moment were like the surging river, out of control.

Mrs. Zhou looked at the young man on the bed. He was very handsome, the type that girls in Beijing liked.

I don’t know if my baby daughter likes this one.

Let’s see if my daughter can change her mind and stop loving that boy from the Fu family. That Fu Jinchen doesn’t look like a good person.

She would observe him for a few days to see if he was suitable to marry into the family. This way, her precious daughter wouldn't have to go out and suffer. The more Mrs. Zhou thought about it, the more far-reaching the idea became, and she even became complacent.

The three people, each with their own ulterior motives, were looking at the child on the bed with their own little calculations in mind.

During the conversation, Pan Xian'an opened his eyes hazily. There was a faint scent of incense burning in the room. The doors and windows were open, the light was quite good, the bed curtains were opened, and the furniture was made of rosewood. The whole room was decorated with ancient charm and elegance!

No, this is not my room, Pan Xian'an rubbed his eyes. This was not a dream. He stood up and saw three old men in ancient costumes.

Was I sold to that crew by my sister to do hard labor? Pan Xian'an was terrified. At this moment, he only wanted to go home.

But what made him despair was that there were no cameras or directors here. It seemed that he had really traveled through time.

But who is the person in front of me? Pan Xian'an was a little confused. Could it be the parents of this corpse? Then I have to be careful.

"Little kid, what's your name?" Zhou Yitan asked kindly.

"I don't know my name." Pan Xian'an shook his head. He himself didn't know who the owner of this body was, or what the relationship was with the person in front of him. So he was cautious.

"Well... Then I'll call you Zhou Wuming, and I'll adopt you as my adopted son." Zhou Yitan became complacent, with his hands on his hips, not giving Pan Xian'an, who was standing there in a daze, any chance to refuse.

Is it so casual? I already said my name is Pan Xianan. I was careless...

The people around fell silent after hearing this, as if they had become accustomed to Zhou Yitan's outrageous actions and were no longer surprised. They looked at Zhou Yitan speechlessly, saying that he was so uneducated and terrible.