I Snatched the Male Lead’s "Cool Novel" Script - Chapter 61

In the previous preliminary selection for candidates, Li Taofu had failed to compete successfully against the candidates from the other families, causing the Liaowang family to lose their slot. That was why they had set their sights on the civilian candidate route.

They had even planned how to pave the way after he joined the spirit-hunting team. But after all their calculations, they had never expected everything to collapse on a small entrance exam.

The family leader, Qiu Yi, was so angry at the side that she kept pounding the wall with her fist.

“Family Head, what should we do now?”

“You’re asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?”

Seven or eight people surrounded Li Taofu, whose face had been burned black. Not one of them had a pleasant expression.

Just then, a black figure silently approached them.

“I have a way.”

Looking at the man before her, who was still wrapped in a thick black cloak in the middle of the night, Qiu Yi frowned. “You?”

“Yes, me.”

“What way?”

“Aren’t you lacking a capable candidate?” Guo Lu took off his hood, revealing his face. “Use me.”

Qiu Yi shuddered at his ugliness and said with some disgust, “You’re a man. Where do you get such a big tone?”

“Because my Soul Pearl test was black.” He took out his information sheet and pointed at the red seal on it. “It’s stamped. It isn’t fake.”

There were not many men whose soul power could reach black. Counting all the students since Yuling was founded, there had only been two. However, they had only reached A-rank and could not break through further. In the end, they withdrew from the spirit-hunting team and chose to stay at the academy as stable teachers.

But the Liaowang family was also an old-fashioned noble house. From the bottom of their hearts, they looked down on Leng stones, and they looked down on men even more. Using Li Taofu had already been the worst option. But asking them to accept an outsider who was not directly of the family bloodline? They would rather choose to face this year’s empress selection and suffer a shocking elimination.

“What do you think you are? You still want to climb up to Liaowang?” Although the family had shown signs of decline in recent years, the arrogance in their bones was still there. “Get lost. Don’t offend our eyes.”

“Is that so?” Guo Lu’s tone changed, his voice dropping very low. He stared viciously at Qiu Yi. While she was not paying attention, his five fingers on his right hand curved into claws and suddenly pressed down on her head.

In the lively spectator stands, no one seemed to notice that in this corner, a black mist was slowly enveloping the area. A barrier rose out of thin air, blocking everyone’s line of sight. Even if they looked this way, they could only see empty ground.

Yin Beiqing, who had already reached the entrance, suddenly turned her head, as if sensing something, and looked toward that corner.

Yan Yu stopped. “Did you forget something?”

“No.” Yin Beiqing turned back. “I suddenly smelled a dog’s stench.”

…

Perhaps because she had chewed jerky all night, Yan Yu’s jaw muscles were completely ruined. Even opening her mouth to drink water was difficult.

She rubbed them by herself for a while, then heard a knock on the door.

“What is it now?” Standing outside the door was Yin Beiqing.

“To remind you that you don’t need to wake up too early tomorrow.” Yin Beiqing noticed the hand on her face and her cheeks, which had been rubbed red. “What happened to your face?”

Speaking of this left Yan Yu speechless. “I ate too much jerky.”

Yin Beiqing’s brows furrowed slightly. She probably had not expected someone could eat jerky and end up like this.

“Let me see.” She pushed Yan Yu back into the room and closed the door behind her.

Yan Yu sat by the bed and picked up the jar placed beside her. “I already applied medicine. If I rub it, it should be better tomorrow morning.”

Last time, she had handled it this way too. The effect had been all right.

“I’ll do it.” Yin Beiqing took the jar. “You have physical testing tomorrow. Save your strength.”

The physical test she mentioned was the preliminary physical arts exam. It used multiple events to calculate an overall physique score, and this score would still be used to adjust the order of the physical arts matches.

Yan Yu’s ambition this time was not high. She knew very well where her weaknesses lay. She only prayed her score could scrape into the middle range.

“Raise your head.” Yin Beiqing held Yan Yu’s chin.

Yan Yu did not dislike her touch and obediently raised her head. If one looked closely, her eyes were not pure black. They carried an amber brown, and when the pupils shrank under the light, they showed a strange texture.

“What are you staring for?” She tugged Yin Beiqing’s clothes to remind her that it was time to work.

“Mm.” Yin Beiqing withdrew the gaze that had almost melted into her eyes and focused on the movement of her hands.

Yan Yu’s skin was very thin, so thin that the blood vessels beneath could even be seen. Yin Beiqing lightly pressed with her fingertips and felt the slightly hardened muscles on both sides of Yan Yu’s cheeks. “Here?”

“Hiss…” Yan Yu drew in a breath. Yin Beiqing pressed so hard she almost could not speak clearly. “Lighter. I’m a person, not a stone.”

“I know.”

Yin Beiqing reached out with her left hand and placed it behind Yan Yu’s neck to steady her body. Then the right hand pressing on her face gently kneaded.

With this movement, Yan Yu’s entire head almost plunged directly into her arms. Because one person was standing and the other was sitting, her face was now pointed right at Yin Beiqing’s waist. With just a slight turn of her head, she saw the sachet she had embroidered with her own hands.

The scent inside was the same as before, very pure and without any miscellaneous odors. It must have been specially stored in a separate place. The embroidery had no pulled threads, the outer pocket was as clean as new, and all the tiny details seemed to prove how carefully its owner usually protected it.

Yan Yu suddenly thought that normally, for such personal items, Yin Beiqing usually wore them once and threw them away, never letting them pass through anyone else’s hands. So the maintenance of this sachet… was something she did herself?

Yan Yu could not help reaching out and fiddling with the tassel beneath the sachet. Her mood became inexplicably good, but she still wanted to confirm a little more.

“Remember to change the filling inside every three months. This kind of fabric can’t go through hot water. To clean it, soak it in warm water. Wash it once every half a year, or wash it if it has been next to something with a strong smell for a long time. If the embroidery has a pulled thread, use a fine needle to gently tuck it inside, then melt the thread end on the inner layer with fire and press it flat.”

“I know.”

This person did not know how to lie. Besides, there was no need to deceive anyone about something like this.

After confirming the result, Yan Yu freely curved her lips. “That’s good.”

Yin Beiqing found it strange that she had suddenly brought up this topic, so she raised her eyes and met those slightly curved smiling eyes. Just that one look made the movement of her hand stop.

These eyes had become somewhat different from usual. Ripples of light flowed through them, as if they were bait drawing people to keep approaching.

She slowly lowered her body. Although she did not know where her destination was, the desire to shorten the distance between them was real.

Their breaths mingled, and their gazes tangled. Yan Yu could even see her own reflection in the other person’s eyes.

Her cheeks were a little hot. She attributed all of it to Yin Beiqing’s callused fingers.

—Even when Yin Beiqing used lighter force, she still rubbed her face until it burned.

“Your eyes are very beautiful.”

The voice pulled Yan Yu back from outside the situation. She blinked quickly and lowered her eyes, using her lashes to hide her unnaturalness.

“Are you still… going to rub or not?”

“Yes.” Yin Beiqing raised her chin again. “The muscle on the right side is a little harder. I’ll use a little more force.”

Yan Yu’s thoughts were still elsewhere and had not quite returned. Hearing her speak, she only remembered to nod in response.

Yin Beiqing pressed her palm together, her thumb and index finger pressing on both sides of Yan Yu’s cheeks respectively, then used “a little” force…

“Ah—”

Along with Yan Yu’s short cry, her jaw officially dislocated.

…

The next day, for the physical test, the group slept until the sun was high before getting up.

Arranging for them to take the exam when the sun was at its strongest was probably the last “kindness” of the people of Yuling.

Because of the soul power she had exhausted the previous day, Yan Yu’s body was already somewhat affected. She swallowed several pills before her complexion improved a little.

But even so, the first thing Ying Fan said when she saw her in the morning was still, “Sister, why does your complexion look so bad?”

Yan Yu looked at her and did not speak.

“What’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Then I’ll go find Sister Ruan.”

Yan Yu immediately grabbed her and shook her head.

“Does that mean I don’t need to look for her?”

Yan Yu nodded again.

“Ah?” Ying Fan scratched her neck and asked in confusion, “Why aren’t you talking?”

At the mention of this, Yan Yu’s expression became even worse. With a dark face, she took a piece of paper with writing on it from her sleeve and handed it over.

Ying Fan unfolded it and loudly read word by word, “Jaw. Dislocated.”

“Oh, oh, oh. Your jaw dislocated.” She stubbornly continued asking, “Why?”

At that exact moment, Yin Beiqing, who had not found Yan Yu in her room, came down the stairs.

Yan Yu glanced in her direction, turned, and walked away from where she stood. Before leaving, she did not forget to stuff another piece of paper into Ying Fan’s hand.

So Ying Fan held it up and read again, “Ask… your… boss?”

Teng Jingjie, who had been eavesdropping from start to finish, also came over to join the fun. “The little goddess may not have made great contributions, but she has still worked hard. There’s no need to be so violent, is there? What were you two doing in the room last night?”

Yin Beiqing shot her a knife-like look. “What business is it of yours? Of course I’m ten thousand times gentler with her than I am with you.”

“That’s true.” Teng Jingjie shrugged without caring at all. “If you wanted to knock my jaw out of place, you’d still have to spend some effort.”

“I. Did. Not. Hit. Her.” These words were practically squeezed through Yin Beiqing’s teeth.

How could she have expected that just because she had been slightly distracted, by the time she reacted, she had already twisted someone’s jaw out of place?

…

The physical test had three events in total: a ten-thousand-meter run, freestyle swimming, and obstacle cross-country.

The freestyle swimming venue was in the sea area rented by the school. One round trip was three thousand meters. Occasionally, some “little surprises” might pop up inside. Hearing the candidates chatting in the morning, some poor soul seemed to have run into a crocodile and been chased all the way from last place to the top three of their group. That could also be considered having their potential stimulated.

The obstacle cross-country venue was in the academy’s rear mountain. Like the freestyle swimming venue, it was still full of surprises. Gray bears, jackals, fierce tigers—ferocious beasts one could imagine and could not imagine were all there.

Yan Yu’s luck was actually all right. She did not encounter any accidents in all three events, and things went quite smoothly. Her results were all within the range she had estimated.

Among her own group, she was the last to finish the exam. By the time she climbed to the top, the others had nearly drunk two buckets of water, and Xueji had even fallen asleep sprawled on Zhongpu’s shoulder.

Throughout the entire day, Yan Yu had not said a single word, but her face grew paler and paler.

Yin Beiqing had long wanted to feed her medicine, but taking highly nourishing pills before the physical arts exam would be judged as cheating.

Now that the exam was over, she could finally feed this sickly weakling who would fall over with one gust of wind.

“Open your mouth.” Yin Beiqing skillfully picked up a Fou Pill.

Yan Yu turned her head aside. “No need. I’ll do it myself.”

“You can talk?”

“I can talk.” Yan Yu glanced at her and swallowed the medicine.

She had reset her jaw herself last night, so opening her mouth was not a problem. But the pain was unavoidable.

“I just don’t want to.”

“Does it still hurt? I’ll—”

“Stop.” Yan Yu stretched one hand straight out, blocking her in front of her. “Before the match ends, don’t touch me even once.”

If she accidentally ended up missing an arm or leg, would she still take the physical arts exam or not?

Teng Jingjie, who was standing off to the side watching the show, turned to the person on her left and whispered, “See? I told you.”

Ying Fan shook her head. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Boss is way too that.”

“Exactly. So that, of course the little goddess would that.”

Zhongpu, caught in the middle, looked left and right. “What exactly are you talking about? What? Which ‘that’ is this ‘that’?”

Ying Fan spoke loudly, as if afraid Yin Beiqing would not hear. “Boss is committing domestic violence.”

Author’s Note:

Sister Yin: Everyone present today has to be silenced.