After Transmigrating as the Villain’s Cannon Fodder Fake Sister - Chapter 8

The Shengshuilan students, who had just finished suffering the blow of their final exam results, welcomed the annual freshman welcome assembly.

This welcome assembly was also known as—the art-subject course inspection and performance-chaos assembly.

In name, it was called a welcome assembly, but in reality, it was the school leaders’ annual moment to inspect students’ learning results.

Each class from the first and second years of high school had to put on one performance. There were no restrictions on form or content.

But when it came to the senior year students, the school began to cause trouble.

The real random inspection began.

The rules for the senior year were much stricter. In order to add some fun to this annual grand event, some genius school board member had come up with an extremely casual way to play—drawing lots.

All fourteen classes would be mixed up, and each homeroom teacher would draw a lot. Two classes that drew the same number would become one group.

The two classes would put on one performance together. Each class’s students would elect a representative, and the two representatives would cooperate on the performance.

The requirements were that the instruments could not overlap, there had to be a sense of conflict and contrast, and the performance had to contain more than three elements.

The rehearsal time was especially short too, only around ten days.

The school would not check the senior year performances, nor would teachers be allowed to help review them. Whether the result was good or bad depended entirely on the students’ own abilities. This was Shengshuilan Academy’s own entertainment, and they could play however they wanted.

In the end, a Best Creativity Award would be selected.

In other words, before the blind box was opened, no one knew what was inside.

Countless senior year students strongly rejected this infuriating little game that the school leaders never tired of playing.

Because the stages of previous years had truly been too tragic, creating countless large-scale car-crash scenes.

Without teachers steering the ship, there were very few classics.

It was said that every pair of partners who had worked together had been left with a shadow the size of the universe in their hearts.

Class Thirteen’s homeroom teacher’s luck was truly heaven-defying. She drew Senior Year Class One, which was extremely outstanding in both academics and art courses.

Class One was Shengshuilan’s pride and face. Its members were determined according to the whole school’s exam rankings. It only accepted the top thirty students on the school-wide ranking list. If someone’s grades fell behind, they would drop to Class Two.

The art courses each of them chose were also practiced to an exceptional level.

It could be said that picking anyone at random from Class One would be no problem.

However, Class Thirteen was the complete opposite of Class One.

This result was Class One’s misfortune and Class Thirteen’s good luck.

With a normal person covering the bottom line, they probably would not embarrass themselves too badly… right?

After the homeroom teacher announced this deranged, tragic, inhuman news, anonymous voting began.

In the end, out of the forty-one students in Class Thirteen, Gu Ruanruan won this honor by an overwhelming advantage of forty votes.

Song Jing looked at his own pitiful single vote and spread his hands without conscience. “This is fate, Boss.”

Time was tight. Once the representatives were chosen today, the two of them had to meet after school that evening.

The school had prepared a separate creation and rehearsal room for every pair of partners.

Not knowing which unlucky soul Class One had chosen, Gu Ruanruan, this old unlucky soul, walked out of the classroom with heavy steps.

Song Shuyu led the whole class in seeing Gu Ruanruan off.

The class monitor held her hand and said with a worried face, “Pinru, if your opinions don’t match, and there really is no other way, just arm wrestle with her. If something can be solved by beating the other person flat, let’s not have a battle of words, okay?”

With Class Thirteen’s grades, they really did not dare have a civilized debate with others.

Gu Ruanruan corrected her helplessly, “Class Monitor, my name is Gu Ruanruan.”

Like an old mother, Song Shuyu smoothed down a tuft of Gu Ruanruan’s hair that had stuck up. “Okay, Pinru.”

“Pinru is the coolest der!” someone shouted.

At Shengshuilan, Gu Ruanruan had already completely lost her name. The students had officially renamed her Lin Pinru, and Pinru even had her own fan support group chat.

What was even more ridiculous was… because Gu Ruanruan herself failed the verification, the group owner refused to let her join the group.

Song Jing imitated the style of Lin Pinru’s fan club president, cupping his hands into a trumpet shape and shouting at Gu Ruanruan:

“Boss, we support you!”

The other boys were also infected by his high-spirited momentum. They clenched their right fists and thumped their chests to send Gu Ruanruan off.

“We support you, Boss!”

The president of Lin Pinru’s fan club did not understand what was happening, but since he was on the same floor and heard it too, he followed the formation and screamed:

“You support Boss!”

The students of Class Thirteen rejected outside members. Someone, unwilling to be outdone, followed and shouted back:

“Support Boss, you!”

Gu Ruanruan: “……” Were each and every one of them arranging and rearranging words to make sentences with her name?

Were they playing around?!

She quickly sped up and disappeared at the end of the teaching building, distancing herself from this deadly group of silly idiots.

The creation and rehearsal room was in the comprehensive building. On the way, Gu Ruanruan passed the school convenience store and bought some snacks before heading upstairs.

From the looks of it, the two of them would have to solve dinner in the rehearsal room.

For a first meeting, it was never wrong to be friendly.

Third floor of the cultural comprehensive building, Room 306.

Gu Ruanruan pushed open the door. Sure enough, someone was already waiting inside.

Looking at her back, the girl’s figure was slender and well-proportioned, and a faintly cold, indifferent aura flowed from her.

Not knowing how long the other person had waited, Gu Ruanruan did not want to leave a bad impression, so she explained, “Sorry, I’m late. I bought some food. If we get hungry later, let’s eat a little first to fill our stomachs.”

Carrying the snacks, she walked behind the girl and introduced herself in a few words. “Hello, I’m Gu Ruanruan from Senior Year Class Thirteen.”

The girl did not turn around, as if she had not the slightest interest in her. She merely nodded coldly and elegantly to show that she had heard.

Immediately afterward, she spoke her name as if each word were worth gold. “Class One, Shen Wenlan.”

Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!!

What… What did she say her name was!!!

Was she the Shen Wenlan she knew!!!

At this moment, Gu Ruanruan had the urge to turn around and run!

Just what problem did the heavens have with her!!!

Was Shen Wenlan not the protagonist top of the original novel!!!

Jiang Cen’s lifelong enemy!!!

Damn it, she was several times more ruthless than Jiang Cen! When the female supporting character fell into her hands, the result was not much better than falling into Jiang Cen’s hands!

How had she come to this point, to suffer this kind of critical hit!

She had not even smoothed down the villain’s fur yet, and now a new enemy had arrived.

Help!

Who would give her a fast-acting heart-saving pill!!!