All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

After attending the provincial school, Lin Ruan became like a wild horse that had been put on a bridle. She became much more well-behaved and made a few good friends. They studied and had meals together in the academy every day. In the evening, Lin Yi came to pick her up and they would copy novels after dinner.

Yes, copy novels.

She originally thought it was simple. She would first let the system convert "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" with one click, then scan the "Records of the Three Kingdoms" of this world into the system, change the names and places, and it would be done.

The problem turned out to be not just the names and places, but also the wars being fought were different.

This is much simpler. Lin Ruan only needs to consider changing the title of the gender-swapped version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Even so, she can save half of the worry and turn "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" into "Romance of Zhulu".

The system was speechless: "I can tolerate you treating me as a space manager, a farmer, or a laborer. But you can't treat me like an ordinary computer. Why call it "The Legend of the Deer Hunter"? Just call it "The Legend of Plagiarism."

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It was a pity for Lin Ruan that the system could not print, otherwise she would not even have to copy the book.

Alas, eight out of ten things in life are not as we wish.

She wasn't in a hurry, only copying a thousand words a day. Lin Ruan calculated that the book was only 640,000 words, and if she wrote a thousand words a day, she would finish it in two years.

Life is easy~

The provincial school also had a holiday, so Lin Ruan made an appointment with his classmates Lu Zhao and Jiang Wenhui to go to the mountains outside the city for fun.

The morning light was dim, the mountains were dark blue, and the sea of clouds was rolling in. Along the way, the three of them admired the beautiful scenery in the mountains and felt particularly relaxed.

Although they all wore straight-strap robes, perhaps because Chi Wenning knew Lin Ruan's personality well, only two of the custom-made student robes were made of cotton. One of them was a snow-blue jacquard satin with a cloud pattern, which was exactly what Lin Ruan was wearing today. She also didn't wear a student's cap, but instead wore the gold-embellished kingfisher hair crown she had bought herself.

When Lu Zhao saw what Lin Ruan was wearing, he couldn't help but complain to Jiang Wenhui: "Such fine material is wasted to make student clothes. With her wealthy appearance, only the teacher thinks she is indifferent to fame and fortune and doesn't care about external things."

Jiang Wenhui's family wasn't well off. If she hadn't studied hard and passed the imperial examination, her family wouldn't have been able to afford her admission to the provincial academy. She wore a light blue cotton gown, cinched only by a thin bamboo belt. It was simple yet elegant. She chuckled and said, "Ruan Jie'er is so pretty, it's not worth wasting her."

Lin Ruan listened to their conversation and simply smiled, not paying any attention. She turned and looked toward the distant mountains, feeling a surge of emotion. A gentle breeze blew, bringing with it the fresh scent of the forest. The sound of laughter and conversation echoed with the birdsong, creating a harmonious and pleasant atmosphere that was refreshing and soothing.

Lu Zhao suddenly took out a book mysteriously. Lin Ruan took a quick look and thought, "Hmm, it's "The Romance of Zhuge Liang". Even Lu Zhao has read it. It must have sold well. I wonder how much money I can get from it this month."

"You two know," Lü Zhao's voice was filled with admiration, "that recently a set of storybooks has been circulating in Weizhou Prefecture. It's this 'Chasing the Deer Romance'. It's written with powerful force and a plot that's truly astonishing."

Lin Ruan had a smile on her lips, her eyes moved around, and she felt quite proud.

What? You're saying it wasn't written by her? Ask the author to come and tell her. Lin Ruan denies any other person's work.

Lu Zhao and Jiang Wenhui naturally didn't know that this book was "copied" by Lin Ruan, and they were full of praise for the author Luo Huan. Lin Ruan was happy to listen to them, and had no intention of telling her two friends that Luo Huan was herself.

"I finally bought the latest copy yesterday, and brought it here today to share with you." Lu Zhao said excitedly, opening the book.

Jiang Wenhui leaned over and read a few pages with Lü Zhao. As Lü Zhao had said, the book's writing was exquisite, the illustrations realistic, and it vividly portrayed the brutality of the battlefield and the characters' emotions. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Mr. Luo Huan's writing is sharp and his ideas are ingenious. His portrayal of the heroic women is particularly striking."

Lu Zhao laughed and said, "That's absolutely right! That's absolutely right! Throughout these stories, generals are always described as slender and slim, like goddesses in the sky. It's almost as if they don't have those eyeballs. Forget about generals and soldiers, even look at the runners in the yamen. How many of them are slender? With our figures, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to lift a sword."

"Hahaha, it's not as exaggerated as you say, Sister Zhao. What if he's actually quite talented?" Lin Ruan raised her arms exaggeratedly and said, "Don't look at me being skinny. I have flesh between my bones."

"You are so good, Lin Ruan. You are deliberately going against me, right? I want to see how much flesh there is in your bones!" As Lu Zhao said this, he was about to poke Lin Ruan's ticklish spot. Lin Ruan was so scared that he shouted "Wenhui, save me" and hurriedly hid behind Jiang Wenhui.

The three of them reached the top of the mountain, found a clean patch of grass, sat down to rest, and quietly admired the scenery for a while. However, only Lin Ruan was enjoying the scenery. Jiang Wenhui and Lu Zhao were reading the "Zhu Lu Romance" head to head. Jiang Wenhui liked it more and more, so she said to Lu Zhao: "Zhao Jie'er, do you have the first few volumes?"

Lu Zhao nodded and smiled, "You don't know me yet, so of course I have them all. I'll send them to your dormitory tomorrow before school. You can read them or copy them, but don't rush to return them to me, okay? Just a little bit, I can't delay your studies, otherwise it will be my fault."

Lin Ruan laughed when she heard Lu Zhao's words. She said, "Don't worry, I'm here, so you don't have to worry about any exams."

Ever since becoming friends with Lu Zhao and Jiang Wenhui, Lin Ruan has transformed into a devil of question-setting, keen on giving them all kinds of tricky and weird questions. In front of the questions posed by Lin Ruan, the cutting and connecting questions that they used to hate became cute.

Lin Ruan said, "Why don't we each write a five-character, eight-rhyme poem on the theme of 'Fude Misty Pine Mountain'?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhao shoved the script in his hand to Jiang Wenhui, stood up, and took two exaggerated steps back. He said, "Lin Ruan, with such a beautiful scenery before us and a few good friends around, the only thing you can think of is giving us questions?"

Jiang Wenhui stopped looking at the storybook in her hand and silently scratched on the grass with her hands. Five-character and eight-character regulated verse, five-character and eight-character regulated verse, Lin Ruan is terrible, oh no, it's five-character and eight-character regulated verse.

Seeing the two of them looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, Lin Ruan burst out laughing and quickly waved his hands, saying, "I'm just teasing you. How can you use such a beautiful scenery to solve problems?"

Lu Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "You, you, you are so mean. Blame it on me for choosing the wrong friends. I made the wrong friends!"

Jiang Wenhui also nodded heavily, expressing strong accusations towards Lin Ruan with her eyes.

The three of them chatted away again, their laughter growing louder. Before they knew it, the sun was setting and the sky was getting darker. Lin Ruan and the others decided to descend the mountain. As they were about to go their separate ways, Lin Ruan said, "Don't forget to give me the poem 'Mist Hidden in Pine Mountain' the day after tomorrow. I'll give it to you, Mr. Master, for your comments."

Without waiting for the two to react, he jumped into the carriage and told Lin Yi to leave quickly. Furious, Lu Zhao chased after him for two steps, gritting his teeth in hatred.

Jiang Wenhui laughed and said, "You don't know her yet? How can you really stop us from writing just because you're joking? But Ruanjieer is doing this for our own good. You know Mr. Shi likes her the most, and he's willing to seriously comment on our poems for Ruanjieer's sake."

Lu Zhao laughed and said, "I know that too, but this girl was too mischievous. She ran away right after she said that. It was really laughable."

Lin Ruan, however, hadn't returned home, as today was the day the slave house sold babies. The slave house would raise baby boys until they were fourteen, then select the best-looking ones and auction them off inside the building. Those who failed to sell were immediately sold as prostitutes to prostitutes, while those with average looks were sold to pimps as servants.

It's called an auction, but unless there are several people competing for it, the price isn't high. After all, the breeding farms in various provinces are constantly breeding and producing, and every year there are a batch of handsome young men who turn fourteen. As for men, unless you really like them, buying them home is just like playing with them in a brothel.