.Wait! What about the plot lines?

Eir glanced at Sol for five full seconds, but there was no response from Sol, who looked deep in thought.

His thick and well-shaped eyebrows were scrunched up together, making the onlooker's heart worry over this indescribable youth. 

Eir sighed softly 'It says that luck always follows good-looking people, but how come this excludes brother Sol...'. As his mind gradually drifted away in thoughts, a pleasant voice interrupted him " Okay, let's get going then " 

Sol just got up from his chair when the cell phone on his lap suddenly fell to the ground with a 'thump'.

Seui stared at the clattered cell phone on the ground while thousand mud horses ran across his mind. 

Okay.. so which fool left the mobile on the lap unnoticed huh? There are tables, chairs, and pockets, but this original owner had to leave it there? As if there weren't enough troubles already? 

In his mind, Seui had just tried to adjust to the situation as much as possible and came up with an outline for his immediate survival plan. 

First: find somewhere safe, so that he can plan ahead and stabilize his mindset.

Second: Figuring out about the original owner and planning the next step.

So, in conclusion, he had to get out of this filming site before everything!

Thus, he was about to follow this guy outside when the cell phone suddenly decided to 'enter the scene'. 

He bent down to pick up the cell phone and found that the screen had several cracks on it and that the phone could no longer be lit up. 

' What low-quality goods! ' he snickered in his mind while adding another point to his to-do list: repair the cell phone. 

As he stepped out of the lounge, he noticed several people over there saying goodbye to each other and rushing to their nanny cars with their assistants and managers. But none of them paid attention to him, which made him seem quite transparent.

As of now, all Seui knew about the original owner was that apparently Sol is his name, or maybe the nickname? And guessing how he was in a filming site, there's a high chance that he is involved in the entertainment industry. Judging from the other people's attitude towards him, it's obvious that he doesn't have much of an influence, or maybe none at all.

So he's most likely a part-timer or an eighteenth-tier star involved in this set. And this guy here is either his assistant or an acquaintance. 

Seui kept observing the situation along the way, without making any big moves and staying low, lest he made anymistakes and caused suspicion. From the looks of it, he seems to have transmigrated to a completely normal situation (if you ignore the fact that transmigrating while resting is totally abnormal), thus depriving him of excuses such as having amnesia because of a fatal accident or a trauma of a near-death experience.

Seui felt that he had lost a golden opportunity in terms of adapting.

While he was fantasizing about the feasibility of knocking his head against a pole and pretending to be amnestic, he heard the guy whose name was still unknown, speaking to him.

" brother Sol, don't mind what happened today, it's going to be alright. By the way brother, do you need me to buy you a new phone? ".

Seui considered it silently. 

It was better to avoid familiar people during this period, or else the chance of being discovered is quite high. Therefore he didn't need to contact anybody urgently, so this issue with the phone can be temporarily kept aside. 

Thinking so, he tried to test the waters first" No need, I want to go home quickly. You will drive me there, right?"

As the guy looked at him, Seui's heart nearly skipped a beat. It couldn't be that he said something wrong and exposed himself right? But to his relief, the guy nodded absentmindedly " okay then brother Sol" he said while walking toward a black Prius parked in a corner making Seui somewhat confused. 

It was not a nanny car, meaning he was not a star like he thought? This total thing somehow started to get on his nerves. 

These background clues he found are utterly confusing and most importantly contradictory to one another. Shouldn't it be time for the system to pop up and introduce itself or something? And what about the plot lines that should have been sent to his memory? He secretly resolved in his mind to give the system a bad review once it appears.

However, at this time his train of thought was suddenly disturbed as he felt a cold gaze on him and subconsciously tripped over something.