I Swapped Bodies With a Female Celebrity - Chapter 50

Early morning sunlight spilled into the room as Qin Lang slowly opened his bleary eyes.

He climbed out of bed, yawning, and shuffled toward the bathroom.

“Huh? What’s this?”

Suddenly, Qin Lang felt something heavy between his legs…

And strangely enough, it felt a little unfamiliar!

He looked down—his chest was flat again!

He looked up—this wasn’t his room!

A terrifying thought flashed through Qin Lang’s mind.

“Did I… transmigrate again? Is this some kind of sick joke?”

He had just barely come to terms with becoming a woman, and now, in the blink of an eye, he was a man again!

This was just…

Wait. Something felt off. Why did he feel a pang of… disappointment?

Shouldn’t he be overjoyed to be a man again?

For a moment, Qin Lang was seized by deep self-doubt.

“Am I… messed up in the head?”

Shaking it off, he took a deep breath. Now wasn’t the time to dwell on this!

The real question was—who had he become this time?

Still needing to pee, he rushed into the bathroom.

When he saw his reflection in the mirror, his jaw dropped.

He was back. He was really back!

“I’m back! I’m back!”

Qin Lang was so ecstatic he nearly jumped for joy.

But in his excitement, he lost control of his… floodgates.

By the time he fumbled to relieve himself, it was already too late—the dam had burst.

“Holy shit!”

After a hasty shower and a change of underwear, Qin Lang sat in deep thought.

Because he realized—this wasn’t his dorm room. He was in a completely unfamiliar place.

Where was this? And how did he end up here?

A quick glance at his phone revealed that five whole days had passed.

“Calm down. Calm down. If I can handle body-swapping, what’s left to shock me?”

He patted his cheeks, then began searching the room.

Ten minutes later, Qin Lang sat at a desk, staring at a rental contract.

“So… I rented this place for three months?”

He frowned slightly. “While I was in Qin Yunxuan’s body… was someone else controlling mine? Does that mean…”

They had swapped bodies!

That was the only explanation.

No wonder “Qin Yunxuan” had chosen to rent a place—she was a woman, after all.

The realization left Qin Lang stunned.

He’d never imagined he’d end up swapping bodies with a female celebrity from a parallel world.

“If we swapped once, will it happen again?”

No one could answer that, but Qin Lang had a gut feeling—it would.

“I wonder what Qin Yunxuan went through these past five days…”

Thinking back on his own experiences during that time, he couldn’t help but smirk.

If Qin Yunxuan returned to her body and discovered she’d become a creative genius, she’d be absolutely floored!

He could already picture her shocked expression. Just imagining it filled him with satisfaction.

Ring ring!

Suddenly, his phone buzzed.

The caller ID sent a chill down his spine—“Terror Zhao.”

It was him.

Qin Lang sucked in a sharp breath.

This was the professor whose class he’d fallen asleep in—the very moment he’d first transmigrated!

Knowing Terror Zhao’s temperament, Qin Lang was terrified.

The man was notoriously strict with students. Falling asleep in his class? Unforgivable.

“How did Qin Yunxuan even handle him? Is he calling to settle the score now?”

Staring at the ringing phone, Qin Lang took a deep breath.

“So what if it’s Terror Zhao? I’ve survived body-swapping—you think I’m scared of some grumpy professor?”

He really didn’t want to answer, but he knew—ignoring the call would be suicide.

After mentally preparing himself, Qin Lang reached out with a trembling hand and picked up.

“Professor Zhao—”

Before he could say anything else, Terror Zhao’s voice cut in.

“Qin Lang, I’m heading to the venue early and won’t have time to bring you along. Get to the Convention Center yourself and call me when you arrive. We’ll meet there.”

“Oh, okay!” Qin Lang replied instinctively.

Beep— The call ended.

Qin Lang sat in stunned silence.

Terror Zhao hadn’t sounded angry at all. No hint of retribution.

But… the Convention Center?

He had no idea what was going on.

On the way there, Qin Lang looked it up online.

“The 3rd YunJing City Cybersecurity Competition—today’s the event, and it’s being held at the Convention Center?”

He frowned. “What does this have to do with me? Why is Terror Zhao making me go?”

Meanwhile, at the Convention Center, Professor Zhao was chatting amicably with a few people.

“Professor Zhao, I heard YunJing University has an entry this year?” a woman asked.

Zhao smiled faintly. “Just something a few of my students tinkered with. Not bad, so I brought them along for the experience.”

“If Old Zhao says it’s good, it must be,” a middle-aged man chuckled. “By the way, have you thought about my offer?”

Zhao shook his head. “I’d rather stick to teaching.”

“Come on, our company needs experts like you,” the man insisted. “Cyber threats evolve every day. If security firms can’t keep up, we’re finished.”

The woman beside him nodded in agreement.

“Isn’t that what this competition is for?” Zhao said lightly. “You might find some surprises today.”

“Every year, it’s the same old cybersecurity firms competing. Honestly, it’s gotten stagnant.”

……

As the conversation continued, Zhao sighed inwardly.

These people were the backbone of YunJing’s cybersecurity field—the main competitors of today’s event.

Yet not one of them bothered to ask about the antivirus software he’d recommended.

To them, it was just some student project—a teacher giving his pupils a chance to practice.

“You’ll regret underestimating them,” Zhao thought to himself.