I Snatched the Male Lead’s "Cool Novel" Script - Chapter 47

“Let go.” Yan Yu gritted her teeth and swallowed the curse words at the edge of her mouth.

The person pinning her down did not move. “You should think of a way to break free on your own.”

Think of a way on her own?

Fine.

Having made up her mind, Yan Yu simply stopped being polite. She bent her knee, and just as her fully powered kick was about to land between the other party’s legs—

“Too soft. Not fast enough.” Yin Beiqing did not even look as she casually caught her ankle. With a light tug in her own direction, their bodies pressed even closer than before. She lowered her head and smiled at the unconvinced person beneath her. “Looks like your method isn’t very useful. Did you read all those physical arts books for nothing these past few days?”

Yan Yu had never been this speechless before.

Could she take back her previous intention to properly befriend this person? Was it still not too late?

“Still want to try?” Yin Beiqing curved her lips. “Try acting spoiled. Maybe that’ll work.”

“…”

Acting spoiled, was it?

Yan Yu raised her eyes and looked at her. “Then come closer.”

“This isn’t close enough?” Yin Beiqing pressed her body down.

“Enough.” A glint flashed through Yan Yu’s eyes as she gently raised her neck and leaned closer to her.

She was wearing the sleepwear uniformly distributed by Langdie Valley. Because of the movements just now, her collar had loosened somewhat, revealing two beautifully shaped collarbones. As she drew closer, that addictive Golden Vine Flower scent shifted from faint to rich, becoming fragrant and tempting.

Yin Beiqing was a little dazed. Her instincts told her that under normal circumstances, Yan Yu would not possibly approach her so intimately. Her reason was still there, but her body could not move even half a step.

However, the pain from her shoulder soon made her come back to herself. Through her clothes, Yan Yu had bitten down hard, the unreserved force fully expressing the fury in her heart.

Yet Yin Beiqing laughed lowly. “Your teeth aren’t that impressive either.”

…

Physical arts were different from spiritual arts. Foundations were more important than techniques, so during the first few days, Yin Beiqing only made Yan Yu continuously repeat the movements on the diagrams and do stamina training.

From the most basic horse stance to pull-ups, after half a month passed, Yan Yu’s entire person had changed. In Yin Beiqing’s words, even when she cursed people, she had more strength than before.

“One hour of stamina, one hour of technique.” At eight in the morning, Yin Beiqing announced that day’s training routine as usual. “Starting today, actual combat. Prepare yourself mentally.”

Yan Yu nodded and got up to start running laps. She discovered that this body’s physique was actually not that poor. It simply could not withstand the consumption of soul power. These past few days, after she stopped using spiritual arts, she clearly felt her condition rise again. With medicine twice a day, the coughing up blood had mostly stopped appearing.

She still remembered how back in her student days, running eight hundred meters had nearly killed her. Now, if she gritted her teeth, she could multiply that number by three.

After finishing ten laps, she held her waist and panted on the spot. Her sore, weak leg muscles trembled uncontrollably, but she was now used to this feeling. After quietly recovering for a while, she consciously moved on to the next item.

These two hours passed far more slowly than reading books, but fortunately, she had successfully endured them again today.

Oh, no.

What had Yin Beiqing said just now?

Actual combat starting today?

“Don’t look at me with that expression.” Yin Beiqing handed her a cup of water. “I won’t be that excessive again. Today, I’ll restrain myself a little.”

Really? No one believed that.

On the nearby tree, Guilian and Jiwu, both in human form, sat side by side with half a meter of space between them. Panpan and Lujia happened to be wedged in the middle.

“Tsk, I want to go down and fight a few rounds too.” Jiwu propped up her chin in boredom. “Just watching makes my hands itch.”

Guilian turned to look at her and said expressionlessly, “No. Master told me to watch you.”

“Dead face. Boring,” Jiwu muttered quietly.

Guilian naturally heard it, but had no reaction.

“I’m scolding you.” Jiwu narrowed her eyes and leaned closer to her. “Did you hear me?”

“…Oh.”

“I refuse to believe this.” Jiwu reached out and pinched Guilian’s cheeks with both hands. “Do you really have no temper?”

Like Yin Beiqing, Guilian also disliked other people touching her casually. Her gaze darkened, and she was just about to flare up when a thick paw poked out from the gap between the two of them.

The little fatty’s careless voice quickly followed. “No fighting!”

After saying that, it slapped Jiwu’s face with one paw. “Don’t put your hands and feet on people. My master said that’s very rude!”

Jiwu secretly ground her back teeth. Just when Guilian thought she was about to explode, she said, “Got it. You be quiet too.”

This still did not make her explode? Guilian looked her up and down with questioning eyes.

How rare.

How could she know that it was not that Jiwu did not want to explode, but that she could not.

No one knew what divine pill this fatty had eaten recently. Its size was growing ridiculously fast, and its soul power was rising rapidly. Most importantly, its annoying Healing Arts barrier made even the strongest attacks feel like punching cotton. It was unbearably stifling.

Fighting it would not relieve anger at all. It would already be good if Jiwu did not get angered to death.

Out of ten moves, not even half a move could land, and occasionally she would even be injured by the reflected attack. After suffering this hidden loss so many times, she had long learned her lesson.

If she could not afford to provoke this fatty, could she not at least avoid it?

“It’s starting.” Lujia’s voice pulled everyone’s attention back. “Master won’t get hurt, right?”

Panpan planted its paws on its waist. “It’s fine. If she dares bully Master, I’ll be the first to beat her up.”

Jiwu raised her hand. “If you beat her up, I’ll be the first to approve.”

Below, after finishing her rest, Yan Yu was required to stand inside a circle. Yin Beiqing soon stepped into it as well.

The circle was about two meters in diameter, just enough for two people to stand inside.

“Use any moves you want. As long as you can make me leave this circle, or hit me with one punch, you win.”

“That’s it?”

Perhaps because she was used to being “abused,” Yan Yu felt that this problem did not have Yin Beiqing’s style at all.

“Don’t speak too soon. Try it and you’ll know.” Yin Beiqing smiled, looking relaxed as she clasped her hands behind her back.

“All right.” Yan Yu raised her hands and tied up the long hair behind her head. Once the ribbon was tightened and she raised her eyes again, her gaze instantly became sharp.

“Come.” Yin Beiqing crooked her finger at her.

This time, Yan Yu did not respond. Instead, she answered directly with action. She raised her right hand and swung it forward, but halfway through, she suddenly changed direction and grabbed Yin Beiqing’s shoulder. A powerful knee strike immediately followed.

She had privately practiced this feint against a training puppet almost a hundred times. It was the set of moves she had the most confidence in. Her stamina was not good, so it was best to end things quickly.

But what she thought was a full-score paper could not even reach the passing line in Yin Beiqing’s eyes.

Yin Beiqing unhurriedly raised her hand and blocked Yan Yu’s knee, commenting lightly, “Your speed is better than before. Your strength is still too light.”

Yan Yu frowned and pressed her lips together as she withdrew her leg. Her left hand then punched toward Yin Beiqing’s face, but compared with technique, it was more an outlet for her displeasure at this infuriating face.

Yin Beiqing did not panic in the slightest. She raised her hand and blocked it, her palm just enough to wrap around Yan Yu’s fist. “Your left hand is much weaker than your right. Unless necessary, don’t casually expose your weakness.”

After saying this, she exerted force with her hand, and Yan Yu fell toward her uncontrollably.

“If it isn’t an attack you’re confident in, don’t throw it out casually. It will only let others catch and use it, just like now.” Yan Yu felt the chest her cheek was pressed against tremble. Then even more infuriating words came from the person above her head. “If this is your level, I suggest that when you meet an enemy in the future, don’t fight. Just run.”

The feeling of being looked down on instantly ignited Yan Yu’s desire to fight. Her body seemed to recall the feeling of holding the sword back at Yaochi. The trembling of her muscles came from excitement. She had never given up in the face of setbacks. She only became braver the more she was frustrated.

“Who wants to run?” Judging by her eyes, Yan Yu had now completely entered the state.

The high-intensity exercise had triggered her adrenaline, and Yin Beiqing’s words were like oil poured onto fire, making her understand for the first time what unwillingness meant.

Hitting the person in front of her had become the most important goal in Yan Yu’s heart at this moment.

She recalled the moves from the book. Her wrist rotated, and she turned from guest to host, grabbing Yin Beiqing’s wrist instead. Her right hand formed a palm and struck heavily toward the inside of Yin Beiqing’s elbow. The moment Yin Beiqing’s arm bent and lost the strength to control her, Yan Yu immediately turned and used her back to brace against her.

But just as she was about to bend down and throw her over her back, the arm hooked over her shoulder suddenly exerted force.

With only a simple hooking motion backward, her neck was circled by Yin Beiqing. The strength was somewhat heavy, but she knew this was already the result of the other party holding back.

“Don’t reveal your emotions on the battlefield. They’re too obvious.”

Yan Yu had no mind to listen to her lecture now. She only knew that for the first time in her life, she could not maintain her calm.

Some unfamiliar emotion was wildly rushing through her body, constantly searching for a channel to erupt.

“Shut up.”

Yan Yu put away every expression on her face. Her moves grew more and more numerous, fiercer and fiercer, but a certain person was like a fish in water. Clearly she was right within reach, yet Yan Yu could not catch her no matter what.

This feeling of almost reaching but never quite enough made frustration grow even more. If Yan Yu had not still possessed some control, she would have long collapsed emotionally from the gap.

Once again, her move was dissolved by Yin Beiqing, and instead, her own hands were pinned behind her back, leaving her unable to move.

The distance between the two of them was extremely close. Yan Yu’s breathing had become rapid from the fight just now, her chest rising and falling with it. Her originally pale face had also gained a flush after exercising, making her look a little less sickly.

Yan Yu with such a lively and vivid expression was addictive to Yin Beiqing.

“You already have emotions. You need to calm down. How can you win against me like this?”

No, not at all. Absolutely do not calm down.

The reason she said this was because she knew that after hearing such words, Yan Yu would only lose control even more.

The reaction after that loss of control was exactly what she was waiting for.

Sure enough, she saw Yan Yu’s pupils suddenly shrink. Her clenched fists tightened so hard that her body began trembling. Then her entire person rushed at Yin Beiqing with fierce momentum.

There were no physical arts techniques, nor any preplanned sequence of moves. It had a hint of going all in.

But this time, Yin Beiqing did not fight back again. She calmly withdrew all her strength, allowing Yan Yu to press against her neck and push her to the ground.

With a bang, the sound of the two of them smashing to the ground together was truly not small.

That sound made Yan Yu freeze for a few seconds. She looked at the circle, then at Yin Beiqing, whose body had now been pushed half outside the line.

She had “won.”

A puzzled expression appeared on Yan Yu’s face, but very quickly, that confusion began turning into anger, as well as trembling she tried hard to suppress.

“Who asked you to let me win!” The words left her mouth, and only then did Yan Yu realize that her voice actually carried a slightly wronged sob.

She did not know what was wrong with herself either. Clearly, she had never been like this before.

The emotional self-control she had once taken pride in had all become a joke today.

She only knew that she was unbearably unwilling. From childhood until now, there had never been anything she wanted to do but could not accomplish. Whether studying or working, as long as she put in a little effort, she could smoothly obtain the results she expected.

But now she knew. The sense of superiority she had once enjoyed was worth less than dust in this world, and before this person.

Yin Beiqing finally saw the look she had been waiting for on Yan Yu’s face.

A crack had finally appeared on that calm and steady face. Her beautiful eyes were now red over a large area. Moisture quickly rolled onto her lashes and weighed them down, but because Yan Yu was enduring with all her might, the wetness in her eyes never gathered into teardrops and fell. Only the thin red at the corners of her eyes revealed a pitifulness that softened one’s heart.

Her goal had been achieved.

Satisfied, Yin Beiqing slightly lifted herself and gently wiped the dampness at the corner of Yan Yu’s eye with her fingertip. She said softly, “Don’t show that kind of expression.”

It would only make people want to bully you even more.