[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-player-reboot":3,"chapter-player-reboot-player-reboot-chapter-19":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Player Reboot",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2271984,4438,"Chapter 19: In the Rain","player-reboot-chapter-19",19,"\u003Cp>I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a glorious feeling, I'm happy again~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain kept falling; Li Cheng pushed his bike without an umbrella, softly humming a song from the old movie \"Singing in the Rain,\" his already waterlogged, partially delaminated shoes scuffing against the bricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had originally invited only Han Letian and Mu Yulu to the hotpot restaurant for his birthday; since neither could come, there was no point in going anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But was this day really that bad?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone had sung him a birthday song, he’d eaten birthday cake, and he still had some money in his pocket to buy slightly more expensive snacks—like premium chocolate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life is like a box of chocolates; you never know what you’re gonna get. Li Cheng was still easy to please.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vroom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roar of an engine drew nearer; a bright red four-door sports car sped into the street, its loud, blaring noise drawing glances from passersby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young driver sported striking gradient green short hair, wore a Moncler silver-reflective jacket, his left hand out the window, lazily tapping the door with a platinum-ringed palm, city lights streaming through his Ray-Ban sunglasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ferrari Roma four-door coupe, with a 3.6-liter twin-turbo V8 engine, length 5056mm, width 1974mm, 0–100 km\u002Fh in 3.5 seconds—like a leopard pacing through the jungle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time the young driver tapped the accelerator, making the sports car roar, the two boys in the back would cheer excitedly; Luo Zhengxin, sitting in the front passenger seat with a bandage on his nose, would also smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This car isn’t the best, but I bought it because the four-door version is longer and more elegant than the two-door. By the way, Zhengxin, you’ll turn eighteen next year, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green-haired young man—Luo Zhengxin’s cousin Lu Zhicong—enjoyed the admiring glances, smiling lightly: “When you do, come to my place and pick out a car from the garage—I’ll give it to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two followers in the back simultaneously exclaimed in envy—they were wealthy second-generation kids too, but nowhere near Luo Zhengxin’s level, let alone Lu Zhicong, whose every gesture radiated aristocratic poise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Roma four-door sports car alone cost over 2.3 million yuan, not counting optional upgrades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The followers were still minors; even if they turned eighteen, their parents might not spend that much on such an expensive “toy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, cousin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Zhengxin grinned happily, the irritation from his sudden stomachache at the mall earlier fading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked out the window and saw Li Cheng’s figure by the roadside, pausing in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your friend?” Lu Zhicong noticed his cousin’s expression and asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh…” Luo Zhengxin hesitated, but the two followers in the back, sensing the tension, answered smoothly: “Classmate from the basketball court—had a little conflict.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wouldn’t be so stupid as to expose how Luo Zhengxin had been humiliated and knocked bloody in the nose by a basketball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lu Zhicong, raised in privilege since childhood, read their expressions easily—he guessed his cousin had lost face on the court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately sneered, slowly steering the sports car to the roadside, aligning it beside Li Cheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, buddy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled down the window and whistled at Li Cheng: “Your shoes are coming apart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng turned his head at the whistle, saw the four in the car, and understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to win back face off the court? How childish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks for the heads-up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having seen a broader world and finding this amusing, Li Cheng smirked, parked his bike by the roadside, walked casually into a sports store, and bought a pair of affordable athletic shoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain still fell, so he didn’t change shoes right away; instead, he wrapped the shoebox in a plastic bag and kept pushing his bike slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such calm, unhurried behavior made the four in the sports car pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two followers couldn’t resist jeering at Li Cheng, while Lu Zhicong’s smile vanished, his lips curling downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a scion of a wealthy family, he firmly believed the fruits of generations of his ancestors’ hard work could never—and should never—be surpassed by so-called “common elites” in a single generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zhicong despised those self-proclaimed geniuses who claimed superior intellect and looked down on men like him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My car costs what your family’s house does! My watch is worth what you’d earn in a lifetime of toil!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck, acting all high and mighty? Putting on airs?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zhicong lightly pressed the accelerator, pulled alongside Li Cheng, and shouted: “Hey, buddy, want a ride?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing no response, Lu Zhicong shouted again: “Your bike won’t make it home in this rain, right? Why not call your parents to pick you up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng turned his head slightly, gazing at the man with calm indifference—as if looking at an insect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Lu Zhicong could react, the follower in the back couldn’t hold back, instinctively leaning out the window: “You little—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vroom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deep, rumbling engine roar made him flinch back instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All four in the car, along with passersby on the sidewalk, turned toward the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a car that had elegance carved into its bones—pitch black, length 5316mm, width 1978mm, 4.0-liter twin-turbo V8 engine. Its silver winged emblem glistened in the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Bentley, limited edition—roughly a million yuan more expensive than the Roma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car glided past the sports car with calm poise, slowed, and stopped beside Li Cheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver’s door softly popped open; out stepped a female butler in a tailored suit, her hair tied in a neat ponytail, as if stepped from a manga. She opened an umbrella, walked to Li Cheng’s side, took the plastic bag holding the affordable shoes from his hand, and smiled warmly: “Young master, please get in the car.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the sports car, the followers couldn’t believe their eyes; Luo Zhengxin gaped; Lu Zhicong’s half-raised smile froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler opened the rear door; the rich scent of leather upholstery mixed with warm air conditioning, dispelling the chill of the rainy day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shao Wangshu, dressed in a white dress, reclined on the tilted seat, hidden from the sports car behind; her smile was bright and innocent as she silently gave Li Cheng a “V” sign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Cheng couldn’t help smiling, stepped into the car, and sat beside Shao Wangshu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler gently closed the door, one hand holding the umbrella, the other folding the muddy bike and placing it, along with the affordable shoes, into the spotless trunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap tap tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped over puddles on the sidewalk, not glancing once at the sports car behind, and returned gracefully to the driver’s seat, started the engine, and merged into traffic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1113,"2026-06-19T22:31:22.154Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","59a693c9c0536adfac632af9daf03094bb561ab2afc15f1e77599d6b0caed381","player-reboot-chapter-20","player-reboot-chapter-18",612,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fplayer-reboot-cover.jpg"]