Chapter 541：The Lonely Top Student 4

Thinking of Jiao Tong’s ending in this world, Tang Wan couldn’t help but feel a trace of sympathy.

She looked up at him and said a little awkwardly, “Well… people I touch might get unlucky. You should be careful for a while.”

Jiao Tong looked slightly surprised, then said calmly, “Thanks for the reminder. But it was just a bump—it should be fine.”

He had heard of her reputation at school. It was said that anything she touched could easily go wrong. Still, he felt it was probably just coincidence.

But the next second—

His sleeve suddenly split open where she had grabbed it.

At the same time, the top button of his shirt gave a soft click and fell to the floor.

Jiao Tong: …

Tang Wan: …

Tang Wan forced a smile and instinctively reached out. “Um… do you want me to sew it for you?” she asked, looking embarrassed.

Jiao Tong calmly withdrew his arm. “No need. The clothes were probably worn out anyway.”

Then he turned and walked away.

Tang Wan didn’t stop him. The first meeting had already left a deep enough impression. Next, she would approach him step by step.

As for the thing hidden inside his body… when it showed up, she would definitely let it experience the power of her hands.

When Tang Wan returned to the classroom following the original owner’s memory, all the students looked at her strangely. Clearly, the incident of her “tearing off the toilet door” had already spread.

Ignoring them, she walked straight to the last row and sat down.

Because of her destructive reputation, all the other desks and chairs were normal wood and metal. Only hers had been specially reinforced with iron after breaking countless times.

People even called it the “Iron Throne.”

Of course, the “king” here referred to the King of Bad Luck.

After sitting down, Tang Wan carefully avoided touching the desk with her hands. She rested her chin on her elbow, picked up a book, and began testing quietly.

After a moment, the glue binding the book suddenly came apart.

The book fell into loose pages.

Tang Wan’s mouth twitched.

She picked up one page carefully and rubbed it lightly with her fingertips.

A faint breeze passed, the paper folded slightly, then tore open from the edge with a soft ripping sound.

Tang Wan: …

She continued testing with her arms and elbows instead.

In the end, she confirmed something important—

Anything touched by her hands would eventually be destroyed, with the timing depending on how sturdy the object was. But anything touched by other parts of her body was completely fine.

If there was a barrier like cloth between her hand and an object, then the object would be safe—but the cloth itself would be damaged instead.

After figuring this out, Tang Wan took out the original owner’s smart pen, opened her phone, and placed an order—

One hundred pairs of white gloves.

Even if this body’s bad luck was outrageous, at least there was a way to control it.

Better to destroy gloves than anything valuable.