The backdrop can also be propped up.

I read Chapter 159 for a while.

After watching for a while, Lu Renkui gave up trying to figure out where the cherry blossom petals came from.

In this Mary Sue world, it's best not to think too much about it. Lu Renkui yawned, waiting for the two hosts to announce the top three in the beauty pageant.

As expected, An Yingxue won first place, ranking above Su Hanshuang.

As Lu Renkui listened to Zhao Wuyin's envy and the other girls' praise or jealousy, she wondered why she had liked watching this kind of thing when she was a child.

Most people—especially girls—inexplicably develop hostility towards the female protagonist, Lu Renkui thought, and it lasts for a long time. Most people, seeing such a stunningly beautiful woman in front of them, would just glance at her and move on, right?

The female lead was targeted because of her beauty and the favor of the male lead and male supporting characters.

Lu Renkui didn't want to think about it anymore. She remembered that she really liked this kind of literature when she was in elementary school, and she even tried to show it to her younger siblings who hadn't graduated from kindergarten yet. Then her mother found out.

Then, Mom said that reading too many of these books would ruin his brain, so she took away all the Mary Sue novels that Lu Renkui had secretly bought.

Lu Renkui recalled that he had been blaming his mother in his heart for quite a while.

Looking back now, Lu Renkui feels that her mother was right. As a child, she lacked the ability to distinguish right from wrong. It was better to focus on her studies and learning to read and write, waiting until she grew up, her values ​​were formed, and she had a certain level of cognitive ability before considering such matters.

In short, the beauty pageant, which was described in great detail in the original text, came to an end, and Lu Renkui and Zhao Wuyin went to return the skateboard.

As they walked, Lu Renkui felt as if someone was following them, so she looked back several times, but she didn't see anything.

"Little Cake, what are you looking at?" Zhao Wuyin noticed that "Sun Xi" behind him was walking around, stopping and starting, and looking back from time to time, which he found a little strange.

"It's nothing, let's go." Lu Renkui suppressed his doubts, assuming that he had just misunderstood.

However, Lu Renkui still deliberately quickened his and Zhao Wuyin's pace.

After the two girls walked away, an ordinary-looking girl quietly peeked out from the bushes with her eyes.

Oh dear, I lost her. It's a bit of a shame about that ordinary-looking girl.

But the ordinary-looking girl quickly emerged from the bushes, turned and walked towards the teaching building, muttering to herself as she went, "It's okay, she definitely won't leave so soon, I still have time."

Having walked the same path countless times, this ordinary girl named Wang Xin habitually began to narrate in her mind.

My name is Wang Xin, and I'm a supporting character. A supporting character in a Mary Sue novel.

Actually, they can't really be considered supporting characters. Even if supporting characters are insignificant compared to the main characters, they are still eye-catching among us, the real cannon fodder.

Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Wang Xin. I'm cannon fodder, the kind of cannon fodder in a Mary Sue novel. My role is to use my utterly unremarkable life to highlight the earth-shattering love between the male and female protagonists and the supreme status of the protagonists and supporting characters.

What? You're asking me how I know this is a Mary Sue novel? It's because I've been reborn many times, and in one of those rebirths, I learned that this is a Mary Sue novel world.

You might wonder why someone like me, who has been reborn so many times, can't be the protagonist of this Mary Sue world?

Of course it's because I'm no good enough. The main characters all have a protagonist's halo. I'm just a nobody, a mere cannon fodder character, trying to steal the protagonist's halo from the male and female leads is practically suicide.

You're probably going to ask me how many times I've been reborn, right? I've lost count myself. I only remember the first time I was reborn, I naively thought I was the darling of this world. So I boldly went and courted death.

I went to flirt with An Yingxue.

Then I was successfully killed by the male protagonist, Long Xing, and thus began my second rebirth.

In my second rebirth, I thought I hadn't chosen the right path, so I went to seek refuge with Su Hanshuang, the biggest and most powerful villain in the book who had been entangled with the female lead An Yingxue for the longest time.

Then Su Hansheng threw him out as a meat shield, and he died again, thus beginning his third rebirth.

OK OK.

Are you kidding me? I'm not the main character, am I?

Okay!

I!

I! !

I! ! !

I!!!!

I'll just stay put, okay?

Thus I became the self-proclaimed "Emperor of the Ages."

Then he died.

How did you die?

Oh, he was hit by a car and died.

I thought my farcical rebirth journey was over.

did not expect.

did not expect!

I never imagined that my soul would actually follow the female lead, An Yingxue!

I watched as An Yingxue loudly questioned the villain Su Hanshuang on my behalf, asking why Su Hanshuang had pushed me into the road to be hit by a car and killed.

Su Hanshuang tossed her elegant blue and yellow hair with disdain and said, "That's simple, because I just suddenly couldn't stand her."

Oh, you don't like me.

Look, I don't like it.

No!!! It doesn't look right!!!

Just because you don't like someone doesn't give you the right to push them around.

what? !

I thought the female lead would help me get justice, but she didn't.

Because she said she would seek justice for me, this poor man, herself, without relying on the male lead's help.

Later, when she awakened her past life memories and discovered that she was the creator god's most favored daughter, she didn't seek justice for me. She probably forgot about it.

I wouldn't have been so angry originally, after all, who cares about the life of a cannon fodder? Although I was reborn three times, without the protagonist's halo, I am still just cannon fodder.

However, An Yingxue forgave Su Hanshuang.

She forgave Su Han Shuang.

You, you, you, how could you do this!

Forget it, I'm just cannon fodder, I'm already dead, so I have absolutely no reason to interfere with An Yingxue's decision.

I was originally thinking that maybe someone in this world should come and take my soul so that I could at least be reincarnated or something.

I was reborn.

This is the fourth time I've opened my eyes since 8 a.m. on my 16th birthday.

Oh.

I'm alive again.

So, in my fourth rebirth, I managed to avoid being pushed onto the main road by Su Hanshuang.

Then it fell into a manhole cover that wasn't properly closed.

Then I began my fifth rebirth.

I was reborn for the fifth time, escaping car accidents and sewer malfunctions, and lived peacefully until I was over 20 years old.

Hey! I'm going to the beach with a friend.

Hey! It got swept away by the waves.

Oh no! I've drowned in the sea.

Then came the 6th, 7th, 8th... all the way to now, I can't even remember how many times I've been reborn.

I've been reborn so many times, but I haven't remembered anything useful—like math formulas.

But I remember exactly how I died, in what manner I died, and at what age I died.

Ah, I suddenly feel like I could write a novel about 100 ways to die.

Oh, how miserable I am.

As expected, I wasn't destined to be the protagonist. Despite being reborn so many times, I haven't learned anything or remembered anything.

All I know is that of all my rebirths, the longest I lived was to 90. I got married, had children, and was surrounded by my grandchildren.

In that life, I thought I had spent the rest of my life like this and wouldn't need to be reborn.

On the afternoon of my 96th birthday, I took a nap, and when I opened my eyes, I felt like I had become young again!

grass.

What?! You mean I've lived for hundreds of years, so why do I still have such a young mindset?

I can tell you, it's not that I have a youthful mindset, it's that I'm being tortured.

Numbness

Lie flat.

I'm done with this!

What do you mean, God? You gave me the protagonist's rebirth privileges, but not the protagonist's abilities.

Even if you want me to be cannon fodder for lifetimes, you can't just throw me into one period of time. I'm going crazy, no, I've already gone crazy.

What?! You're saying I look like I have the mindset of a normal person right now.

All I can tell you is that the ultimate form of madness is calm madness.

But one can calmly go mad, or pretend to be a normal person living in this bullshit Mary Sue world.

Because everyone here is acting like a madman.

The key point is that in this world, their powerful status truly gives them the right to go crazy.

grass.

However, this time, something is a little different.

After I had lost count of how many times I had participated in this absurd beauty pageant, I finally found a variable in the unchanging plot of this novel, which remained the same day after day.

That number 294, she didn't dress up elaborately, nor did she perform any glamorous acts.

He just glided across the stage on a skateboard, and casually gave two middle fingers.

After the photos captured by the camera were displayed on the big screen, he gave two middle fingers to everyone in the audience, especially those in the audience seats.

It perfectly reflects the mental state of someone like me who has been reborn countless times.

I want to give the world a giant middle finger all the time.

Why didn't I think of that before?

Let me see if he has also awakened, or if she is a transmigrator.

Because in my previous life's rebirth memories, the transmigrator who took over Su Hanshuang's body had a battle with the female protagonist An Yingxue that was more intense than any other incident in the past.

Let's find an opportunity to ask.

Even if you are killed, you will just be reborn again.

You ask me what will happen if I die? Well, I'll just die. I won't have to suffer this cycle anymore.

Wang Xin concluded her inner monologue. This was a habit she had developed after her numerous rebirths.

Because she used her own experiences to write novels each time she was reborn. Unfortunately, none of them became hits.