HBWMA -Chapter 202 Prologue

It wasn’t “tell my grandpa,” but “make my grandpa believe.” Who could truly understand how weighty that kind of threat was?

No matter how heated the school forum got, at most it would only make people laugh at Shen Qingyu and Guan He for a while. But if it reached the ears of the elders in their families, the meaning of the whole matter would be completely different.

If Old Master Shen truly believed that Guan He had “turned” Shen Qingyu, then not only would Guan He be hunted down by the Shen family, even his own father would not let him off easily.

And that wasn’t all.

Guan He couldn’t help but shiver. There was also Shen Qingyu’s “mad dog” reputation to consider.

From here on out, his life would probably never know peace again.

That little girl from the Shen family… how could her mind be so vicious? And this morning too—she had nearly made him sick. For the first time, he felt like even he had become “unclean.”

“Brother He, what did Jiang Huashan write? Was it really a confession?”

Seeing Guan He suddenly go silent, Fu Xiaoxiao deliberately raised her voice.

Guan He ignored her. Fu Xiaoxiao leaned closer anyway, stretching her neck to peek at the note.

Guan He’s face turned ashen as he folded the note and shoved it into his pocket, then shot her a hostile glance. “Are you that bored?”

Fu Xiaoxiao glared back, then turned to Zhou Yanheng with a pitiful expression. “Brother A-Heng, look at his attitude.”

Zhou Yanheng lowered his eyes, took a sip of water, and smiled faintly, the corners of his lips still damp. “That’s just how he is. Why bother him?”

Fu Xiaoxiao had no choice but to sit back down, then looked at Zhou Yanheng expectantly. “Brother A-Heng, the opening ceremony is already over. When are you going to send out the invitations?”

Zhou Yanheng clearly didn’t care about such trivial matters. The boy sitting closest to him immediately answered, “Junior, according to the rules, it usually takes about a week.”

“Who’s your junior?” Fu Xiaoxiao shot him an annoyed look and turned back to Zhou Yanheng. “A week is too long. Everyone’s still not settled into school life yet—can’t it be faster? I’m going to die of boredom.”

The boy looked speechless, but given her status, he still explained patiently, “The regular ones are already prepared, but some limited invitations are custom-made based on personal identity, so they take longer.”

Fu Xiaoxiao was irritated by his constant interruptions. “So annoying! Didn’t you see I was talking to Brother A-Heng?”

Her words made the surrounding students laugh. The boy, humiliated, simply moved to another seat.

Fu Xiaoxiao, used to getting her way, didn’t feel embarrassed at all. She continued chatting with Zhou Yanheng, and whenever another girl tried to join the conversation, she would reward them with an unceremonious glare.

B Area

With Guan He no longer provoking them, Jiang Huashan and the others could finally eat in peace.

Fu Sui’er looked at her curiously. “Shanshan, what exactly did you say to Guan He? He’s not someone easy to deal with—how did he back down so easily?”

Jiang Huashan placed a lion’s head meatball into Fu Sui’er’s bowl. “What’s so hard to deal with? The harder someone is, the more likely they are to have a weak spot. Once you hit it accurately, even the hardest person becomes easy to handle.”

These wealthy heirs and young ladies had grown up on a higher social level. Even if they had various personality flaws, none of them were truly foolish. In many advanced areas, their insight and decision-making abilities far surpassed ordinary people.

When an irrational person faces a life-threatening threat, the most common reaction is to provoke and challenge it—only realizing fear after being hurt.

But smart strategists skip that step entirely, because they’ve already simulated the outcome in their minds. They decide based on predicted results.

Take Guan He, for example. He was an extreme hedonist. Everything he did was to maximize his own enjoyment. If something felt troublesome and would ruin his sense of pleasure, he naturally wouldn’t risk it.

Three years ago, her stumbling attempts were just her initial exploration of this world. Now, she already had the ability to deconstruct and analyze it.

This world’s storyline had already been set from the beginning, meaning she could only follow the two main character groups as they grew up. During this time, events like Zhao Tang being forced to jump from a building, and the entanglements between her, Fu Xiaoxiao, and Zhou Yanheng, were very likely still destined to unfold.

But saving her grandfather and Shen Jiao was her ultimate goal. After weighing everything, Jiang Huashan decided to stand firm against all school bullying.

Because when it comes to humiliation, she understood one thing deeply: endure it once, and there will be countless times. Fight back once, and you can prevent countless repetitions.

Fu Sui’er chewed on her meatball, lost in thought.

Shen Geling had no particular reaction. He ate slowly and methodically, as elegant as ever.

Jiang Huashan skewered a lion’s head meatball with her chopsticks and took a bite while watching the filming crew across from her.

The director was explaining the scene to the actors, the script supervisor was arranging the set, extras were placed into designated positions, and even the camera’s tracking path had been planned in advance.

This was a script.

Everyone was confined within their own framework, speaking lines that had been prepared in advance.

Every scene was a rehearsal of fate’s trajectory after the ending had already been determined.

This was what “fixed destiny” meant—because all variables within it had been artificially removed.

Wait!

A sharp tremor suddenly passed through Jiang Huashan’s gaze. Something flashed through her mind.

What if… a variable suddenly appeared in all of this?

A normal person would think: then this variable would surely be able to change the ending—just like her current situation.

She had been reborn, holding the script in her hands. She was the variable, so she had always believed that changing the plot would definitely change her grandfather’s doomed fate.

But…

A different thought suddenly surfaced in her mind.

What if… even she, this “variable,” was part of the story itself?

The Book Spirit had once said that the scripted world she was in was called Domineering and Passionate. That story was about the love-hate entanglement between the two most outstanding heirs of the Shen family—but… there had never been a Jiang Huashan in that story who had awakened consciousness.

Jiang Huashan gently tapped her temple, disbelief filling her eyes.

If she changed her thinking—if existence itself implied legitimacy—then the only explanation for her existence as a “variable” was one thing.

This was not Domineering and Passionate, but a new scripted world!

【Ding—】

【The path to divinity is long and arduous. Welcome to the scripted world: “How Did I Become the White Moonlight Just by Acting Up?”】

In her sea of consciousness, the boundless dark night sky churned and shifted. The towering “door of the script world” suddenly erupted with an unprecedented green radiance. Vines entwined around the book cover stretched outward before drawing back in, and on the yellowed, mottled pages, a line of gilded text slowly emerged.

How Did I Become the White Moonlight Just by Acting Up?

【Creak—】

The rusty latch slid open on its own, and the door of the script world slowly turned to the first page.

Prologue:

“All that has passed is prologue.”

Table of Contents:

Chapter 1 I’m Sick!

Chapter 2 Hot Search

Chapter 3 Two Male Leads

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Chapter 202 Prologue