After Transmigrating into a Book, I Became the Vicious Female Supporting Lead - Chapter 16

As soon as these words left her mouth, the entire audience erupted in an uproar.

Director Sun, who had just stepped off the stage, didn’t even have time to wipe the smug joy off his face before it was replaced by a mask of uncontrollable rage. He moved to storm back onto the stage.

Mu Yunge, standing at the side, shot a sidelong glance downward and casually hooked her foot around a cable on the floor. The short-legged Director Sun was tripped mid-stride and slammed face-first into the ground, left dazed and disoriented. He was already physically frail, and now his head was spinning. Fortuitously, because people had moved to clear space, most were gathered backstage, and the exit was completely blocked by Mu Yunjing alone.

Mu Yunge took two steps to the side, retreating into the shadows, and stood with one hand in her pocket, looking entirely unconcerned.

Mu Yunjing, whose first instinct was to check on her, took in the entire scene. His mouth twitched slightly; he slowly averted his eyes and casually shifted his body, completely blocking the line of sight from those looking out from the inner area.

The portly Director Sun was left lying there all alone, seeing stars.

Naturally, almost no one in the audience believed Lin Qiyan’s words. A few people burst into mocking laughter.

“No school bullying? Do you even believe that yourself?”

A wave of laughter rippled through the auditorium.

The school leaders in the front row frowned, glancing anxiously at the person sitting in the very center. It was an elderly man with white hair and a youthful complexion; he acted as if he hadn’t heard the commotion behind him, his gaze fixed steadily on the girl on stage.

The middle-aged man beside him couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to call someone to stop the farce. However, the old man reached out a hand, his voice slow and lingering: “Let the young lady finish speaking first.”

The man had no choice but to drop it. He turned his head, hoping to glare at Director Sun in frustration, but after searching for a while and failing to find him, he sullenly withdrew his gaze.

All the lights on stage fell solely on Lin Qiyan. She looked out calmly: “I have never bullied Student Ran Lie. Everyone knows we used to be very close.”

“Yeah, but who knows what you fought over to make you come to blows?”

“Maybe you just had an internal falling out. Neither of you is a good person; it’s just a case of dog-eat-dog.”

This comment played right into Lin Qiyan’s hands. She didn’t speak, her calm gaze sweeping toward the back.

The atmosphere at the very back of the auditorium was stiff. This back-and-forth had already caused Mr. Ran’s face to sink. Ran Lie’s expression wasn’t great either; she glanced at her father cautiously, unconsciously picking at her fingers.

Mrs. Ran’s features were twisted, her manicured nails digging deep into her expensive handmade bag. She exchanged a look with her guilty-looking daughter, took a deep breath, and spoke carefully: “Honey, she’s clearly talking nonsense. How could our daughter hang out with such a morally bankrupt person, let alone engage in school bullying? Lie’er must have been forced into it by her.”

Mr. Ran looked at the person on stage with a heavy gaze and snorted coldly: “Unrepentant.”

Ran Lie breathed a sigh of relief.

Below the stage, the sounds of doubt and sarcasm showed no sign of stopping. Seeing that no one came out to stop her, the crowd grew even more emboldened. More and more people joined in. It wasn’t just simple condemnation; insults and curses were mixed in, the momentum growing more formidable by the second.

Countless tiny threads of malice converged into an ocean, like black water mixed from all the filth in the world, whipping up giant waves. It emitted a stench, carrying a darkness that was incompatible with youth, surging toward her.

Mu Yunge frowned slightly, her dark eyes looking emotionlessly toward the shadowed spectator seats. In the midst of this chaotic noise, she heard a clear voice.

[As long as I practice selective deafness, no one can hurt me. Besides, they’re talking about the original Lin Qiyan—what does that have to do with the ‘reborn’ me?]

Mu Yunge lowered her eyes, her lips curling into a very faint smile.

The leaders in the first row sat in their seats, enduring their anger and anxiety. The old man in the center continued to look at the girl on stage with a tolerant gaze.

After standing for a long time, Lin Qiyan moved. She lowered her head and blew hard into the microphone. A massive “whoosh” of air traveled through the speakers, clearly echoing through the entire auditorium. The students, immersed in their own world, were startled. For a moment, the entire space fell silent.

Lin Qiyan smiled: “Since everyone is so curious, let me show you something more interesting.”

The giant screen behind the rostrum lit up.

On it was the full recording of the classroom incident, including Ran Lie’s entire process of “committing the crime.” Most people had no interest in this, but then, things changed.

At the back, Ran Lie’s expression changed completely. Her face was a mask of panic as she looked to her mother for help, only for the latter to glare back at her hatefully. Mr. Ran’s hand, shoved in his pocket, clenched into a fist as he looked coldly at the video.

The video didn’t end after Lin Qiyan’s resistance was shown. Next came the scene in the small alley where several middle-aged men blocked her, saying a string of disgusting and lewd things. This actually piqued the interest of some below, though most found it hard to watch and felt slightly uncomfortable.

The next scene was actually a surprise to Lin Qiyan herself.

In a small room, two police officers sat opposite one of the thugs, who was trembling as he spoke. Their conversation was transmitted perfectly through the speakers.

“Yes, it was a girl named Ran Lie who found us. She said if we ruined this girl, we’d get a million yuan.”

“Just the two of you?” a stern police officer asked.

“J-just me and Old Wang. No one else.”

Hearing this, Lin Qiyan looked back in slight surprise: ??

The leaders also took notice, sitting up straight and watching seriously.

The end of the video included the words Sun Li had said to Lin Qiyan in the office. To prevent accidents, the school had installed surveillance in many areas, and the office was no exception—it was just usually difficult to obtain the footage.

The cold, aggressive words were like knives stabbing into one’s heart. It even included the frame-by-frame footage of him attempting to strike her.

The founding principle of Yanda Affiliated High School had always been “students first.” As Sun Li heard his own voice, cold sweat almost drenched his clothes. He had no time to think about where Lin Qiyan got these things; his only thought was that he was finished. Even Director Sun, who had brought him in, was finished.

—“The Ran family has more than enough power to kick out a little vagrant girl.”

The gentle face of the old man in the center slowly grew stern. Upon hearing that sentence, the sharpness in his eyes was undisguised.

Sun Li was terrified; he had no idea when these things had been recorded.

In society, the status of Omegas is unequal, and their physical and mental well-being is often severely damaged. To rectify this, the state introduced the Omega Protection Law. As a top-tier public high school, the Affiliated High School was among the first to implement it, punishing any harm against Omegas without mercy.

For a teacher to knowingly break the law was not just a challenge to the school, but a defiance of the state and the law itself. Furthermore, it was unconscionable for a teacher to collude with a capitalist to drive away a vulnerable Omega student. Whether legally or ethically, this was absolutely unacceptable.

The video still didn’t end there.

Through a few days of investigation, Lin Qiyan had gained a basic understanding of the school’s upper management. These things were specifically for Mr. Ran and the school leaders to see. Two days weren’t nearly enough to fully overturn her reputation; for now, she only needed to solve the most urgent problem at hand.