The Cannon Fodder Stole the Male Lead’s Script GL - Chapter 5

Yan Kuo had finally realized just how powerful this luck value thing really was. Ever since he failed the opening ceremony mission, his total luck had remained at negative zero point five. And for the entire first week of school, he’d been seriously out of luck.

On the very first day, he randomly tripped in the hallway and fell flat on his face. Since then, he kept getting hit by stray balls in gym class, forgot to bring textbooks, lost fully written digital homework to unsaved files… and now, right on cue, his brand-new Mercedes broke down for no reason.

There he was, stranded on the side of the road with not even a cab in sight. And he was about to be late. Again.

In short, no disasters—just endless misfortunes.

But if this went on, once his luck score hit rock bottom, wouldn’t that basically mean he’d be either dead or disabled?

“Young Master, please don’t worry. I’ve already contacted Butler Li. He’ll send another car right away.” The driver lifted the hood and started inspecting the engine, but after searching up and down, he couldn’t find anything wrong at all.

The teenage boy stood on the roadside with arms crossed. His ink-blue school uniform was neatly pressed, making his tall frame look even more striking. But his handsome face was twisted in annoyance. “Forget it. Don’t bother fixing it. And don’t let the butler send another car. It’ll probably break down too.”

The driver broke into a cold sweat.

Last time, when Miss Jiang suddenly refused to take him to school, he had to rush the Young Master over himself and they still arrived late. The Young Master had nearly fired him for that. If they were late again today, his job was definitely done for.

“Young Master, should I try calling Butler Li again?”

Yan Kuo was irritated. He kicked a pebble by the road and snorted. “What’s the point? Today is doomed. I’m clearly not getting to school.”

Right as the words left his mouth, the phone rang. It was Butler Li.

Every single car they tried to send broke down the moment it left the garage. Flat tires. Jammed doors that wouldn’t open. Out of gas. Or just plain dead engines.

The butler was going mad with stress.

All the cars malfunctioning at once—this was a catastrophic failure on his end.

“Young Master…” The driver, phone in hand, was frozen. Has the Young Master’s mouth been cursed by a crow or something?

Yan Kuo opened the car door, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and started walking toward school with a dark expression.

“Young Master, you’re walking there?”

“What else? You gonna carry me?” Yan Kuo snapped. The driver instantly shut his mouth but still didn’t dare leave him to walk alone, so he followed at a distance.

Just then, a black Bentley slowly rolled toward them.

The license plate 88888 was instantly recognizable.

The driver perked up and waved his arm. “Young Master, I think that’s Miss Jiang’s car!”

Jiang Yun?

He turned and saw the sleek black Bentley with the showy Su X88888 plate.

Yep, definitely Jiang Yun’s car.

Right then, a familiar notification pinged in his head.

[Ding! You have a new mission.]

[Current Task: Accept the supporting female lead’s offer to pick you up. Soothe her jealousy caused by the main female lead’s appearance and regain her favorability score back to 80 percent. Current score: 76 percent. Success will earn you +1 luck point.]

As expected,  once the plot started rolling, none of the characters could escape their fate.

Even though Jiang Yun had previously been cold and dismissive toward him, whenever he encountered even the slightest trouble, she would always appear on cue, eager to help. And all it ever took to keep her obsessively loyal was a few comforting words.

Just a high school girl, after all.

Her past tantrums were just her way of getting his attention, wanting his comfort.

Heh. Fine. I’ll indulge her a little.

After all, he was the male lead. It was only natural for women to fall for him.

Yan Kuo’s frown eased, and his mood lifted. He straightened his uniform, adjusted his backpack into a stylish single-strap carry, and smoothed down his messy bangs. His reflection in the pond sparkled—handsome and radiant.

With a smirk that oozed smug charm, he watched the Bentley approach. Sure, Jiang Yun used to be annoying with how clingy she was, but now that his luck score was tanking, having a backup cannon fodder to complete missions and save the day? Extremely useful. He was even starting to find her pleasant to look at.

If it weren’t for fear of breaking character, he’d seriously consider keeping Jiang Yun around as a spare.

After all, other than being a little spoiled, she was perfect—beautiful, rich, with billions in family assets. Marrying her would be like marrying a gold mine. And that gold mine adored him to death.

He flipped his bangs with a flourish and raised one lazy, regal hand toward the car by the sunlit pond.

“Jiang Yun!”

Whoosh—

The Bentley zoomed past him without slowing, right through the puddle, splashing up a massive curtain of water that drenched his entire body.

Yan Kuo turned to stone on the spot!

“Young Master!”

The Yan family driver stared in horror, one hand covering his mouth in disbelief.

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Inside the Bentley.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and saw the Young Master of the Yan family still standing dumbfounded by the roadside. His driver was spinning in circles, panicking.

He felt amazing.

That little brat used to treat rides in the Jiang family’s car like a royal favor, acting like he was doing them a kindness by getting in. Every time, the driver wanted to punch him but had to hold back because of the young lady.

Now? Now the lady didn’t even acknowledge him—she drenched him on purpose! Even the driver wanted to applaud.

“Uncle Ming, if you want to laugh, go ahead. Our Jiang family doesn’t forbid drivers from smiling while they drive, do we?”

Jiang Ming looked up at the mirror. In the back seat, his young lady was lounging elegantly, one leg crossed over the other, casually flipping through a book. She didn’t even look up, yet he felt like she could see right through him.

That poised, commanding air was unmistakably the Jiang family’s blood.

This was their noble young lady! No small-time family’s mutt had any right to touch her.

“Miss, the Jiang family has no such rule. But as drivers, we should follow our own code—no emotional reactions to the master’s orders. After all, we represent the Jiang family’s image.”

Jiang Yun closed her book and looked out the window. Yan Kuo, soaking wet and fuming, was still stomping and yelling by the pond.

She scoffed. “That’s right. I represent the Jiang family’s image. Since when have we ever been pushed around?”

At first, she hadn’t planned to mess with Yan Kuo. What he did or didn’t do had nothing to do with her. But when she got within fifty meters of him, she heard the task pop up in his mind.

[Current Task: Accept the supporting female lead’s offer to pick you up. Soothe her jealousy caused by the main female lead’s appearance and regain her favorability score back to 80 percent.]

Every word of that mission made her nauseous.

She glanced back at the drenched, furious boy on the roadside. This guy thinks he deserves her love? Based on what?

Did the story want her to be a doormat, easily comforted and quickly forgiving all her past pain?

Well, tough luck. She wasn’t playing that role unless she chose to.

Watching the favorability score in her head drop to 56 percent, Jiang Yun smiled.

All the bullying she once suffered? She’d be taking it back. One drop at a time.

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[Ding~ #Soothe Supporting Lead# Task Failed. Luck Value -1.]

[Your total luck value is now: -1.5.]

Yan Kuo: ……

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[Ding~ System scan complete. Supporting female lead’s favorability has dropped below 60 percent. Host consciousness restored. Exiting “villainess” mode. Destiny Override System has been activated and delivered.]

[Complete the main story missions to change your fate and escape the villainess plot.]

[Main missions include: 1. Romance Line 2. Career Line 3. Life Line 4. Friends and Family Line.]

[Current progress: 5 percent.]

Jiang Yun: ???