After Transmigrating into a Book, I Became the Vicious Female Supporting Lead - Chapter 9

Summer days are long and the nights short. At six o’clock, the red sun in the sky merely stained the surrounding clouds with color, showing no sign of sinking anytime soon.

Light and shadow flickered on the tree-lined path, trampled by sneakers. Students on the road walked in groups, laughing and playing, though some walked alone at an unhurried pace.

Lin Qiyan headed toward the supermarket with a clear goal, completely indifferent to the way her classmates avoided her like the plague or whispered under their breath.

This high school was famous throughout the province, and its facilities were second only to a few top-tier universities. The cafeteria operated on an elimination system; if students complained, the school would immediately replace the vendors. This directly resulted in the school canteens being both cheap and delicious.

At the moment, Lin Qiyan was unhurriedly browsing the supermarket, which held only a few people. She hesitated among various beautiful-looking pastries before finally picking up a two-yuan piece of bread from the corner of the shelf, paying, and leaving.

The classroom was quiet. Being the worst class in the grade, no one stayed behind during dinner time. The mess on the corner desk was exactly as it had been when Lin Qiyan left. Facing a pile of trash, she tore open the bread bag and took a dry bite.

The red sun on the horizon finally shifted, moving slowly toward the western skyline. The fresh blue sky seemed to catch fire, with golden-orange gradients radiating outward from the circular sun.

After finishing her bread, Lin Qiyan pulled out the textbooks that had escaped the earlier carnage from her desk hole. She sat at Ran Lie’s tidy desk and began to read and write. The afterglow of the sunset bathed her at a slant.

Dinner time passed quickly, and students gradually trickled back into the classroom for evening self-study. Two boys who were originally fooling around immediately silenced themselves upon seeing Lin Qiyan, exchanging looks.

“Holy crap, why is she here?”

“No idea. What’s she looking at? ‘A Hundred Ways to Fight Violence with Violence’?”

“She was already fierce. If she does advanced studies, we’re totally screwed.”

The two boys lightened their steps as they walked to their seats.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out in the hallway. The voices of several girls were loud enough to nearly take the roof off.

A sharp female voice said exaggeratedly, “Sister Ran, you’re amazing! You drove Lin Qiyan away. From now on, you’re the boss. Who would dare disobey you?”

“Exactly! I couldn’t stand her act for a long time. Her pheromones are so stinky you can smell them from miles away, yet she acts so arrogant just because she’s an Omega. Who would like her? Disgusting isn’t even the word.”

The pen in Lin Qiyan’s hand paused. She looked up at the hallway outside the window; several girls were lined up, leaning against the railing. She was a bit puzzled—the Ran family was part of high society; how did they raise a daughter like this?

Without overthinking it, she finished a problem, calculated it quickly in her head, and steadily wrote down the answer.

A few more people entered. Most of the students had returned to the classroom. The girls in the hallway, realizing they had no one left to show off to, finally walked inside.

Ran Lie’s smiling face froze instantly when she saw someone sitting in her spot. Then, she angrily screamed Lin Qiyan’s name and rushed over.

“What gives you the right to sit here?”

Lin Qiyan looked up at her. “You forgot to clean my seat. I have nowhere to sit.”

Ran Lie sneered. “Me, clean it? That’s your spot. What does it have to do with me?”

Lin Qiyan frowned, not quite understanding. “Is there something wrong with your head?”

She simply meant to ask if the girl’s memory was poor, causing her to forget the events of the morning. But Ran Lie was clearly further enraged by the comment.

“You’re calling me stupid?! Lin Qiyan, you’ve got guts.”

She reached out to grab Lin Qiyan’s collar. Feeling an instinctive repulsion, Lin Qiyan leaned back. Ran Lie missed and, in a fit of pique, kicked the chair. Her desk was in another corner of the classroom with plenty of space. Lin Qiyan used her feet against the desk corner to push herself back; the chair screeched against the tiles, narrowly dodging the kick.

Ran Lie kicked thin air, lost her balance, and slammed straight into the windowsill. She winced in pain as two streams of liquid leaked from under her nose.

Lin Qiyan stood up apologetically. “Your nose is bleeding. Do you want to take care of that first?”

Ran Lie clutched her nose and glared at her, her voice trembling with pain, yet she still spat out threats: “Lin Qiyan, you’re finished! You’re definitely getting expelled!! I promise!”

The girls who had been watching the drama hurried over to support her. One of them grabbed two pieces of chalk from the podium and stuck them into Ran Lie’s nostrils to stop the bleeding.

Lin Qiyan suggested, “Two pieces is a bit wasteful. You could break one in half.”

Ran Lie screamed at her, “Who asked you? I’ll use two! What are you going to do about me wasting them?!”

Lin Qiyan was very easygoing: “You’re the patient, you call the shots.”

Ran Lie was fuming. Taking advantage of Lin Qiyan being off-guard, she reached out to grab her hair. Lin Qiyan’s hair bun ended up right in her palm. She grinned savagely, gripping it tight and shaking it back and forth.

Lin Qiyan, feeling like her scalp was about to be ripped off, couldn’t help but hiss in pain. “Ran Lie, let go.”

Ran Lie felt she had regained her ground. While protecting her own hair, she sneered, “Weren’t you acting all tough just now, Lin Qiyan? Keep acting tough then!!”

Lin Qiyan narrowed her eyes and raised her hand. Ran Lie instinctively moved to protect her own hair. To her surprise, Lin Qiyan’s hand accurately found the chalk in her nostrils and shoved them hard further inside.

The piercing pain shot straight to her skull. Ran Lie let out a silent wail as tears immediately began to flow. She released the hair bun and crouched on the floor, clutching her nose.

The onlookers were dumbstruck.

Lin Qiyan tidied her bun and sighed with emotion, “Wasting things is not a good habit.”

The two boys from earlier looked at each other, seeing pure terror in each other’s eyes.

The classroom lights were suddenly switched on with a click. The homeroom teacher’s face appeared, looking as miserable and stern as ever. “What are you all standing around for?! Done studying?! With your grades, if you backslide any further, you can all get out of here!”

The circle of people immediately scurried back to their seats, pulling out books to pretend to study while stealing glances at the scene.

The teacher looked at the girl standing and the one crouching. The frown lines on his forehead were deep enough to crush a mosquito.

“You two again! What are you doing?!”