The Vicious Female Supporting Character Must Die [Transmigration] GL - Chapter 7: She Too...?
Lu Zhiyu held an ice pack to her burning face, rubbing her waist with one hand, her gaze unconsciously observing Bai Xirou’s every move.
An important target—she couldn’t afford to be careless; she had to be cautious in her interactions. Ideally, she needed to keep track of Bai Xirou’s whereabouts, lest the “little white flower” encounter too many accidents before transforming into a vicious “little black flower,” which would drag her down as well.
Bai Xirou’s shirt, slightly damp with sweat, clung to her back, subtly revealing her tight black bandeau. The sticky sensation made her frown. She unbuttoned a few buttons, revealing her graceful bust line, then crossed her arms and straightened up, about to take off her shirt. Suddenly, she felt an intense gaze fixed on her back.
Lu Zhiyu’s gaze was fixated on Bai Xirou’s waist. Beneath the lifted hem of her shirt, a strikingly vibrant phoenix-tailed butterfly was tattooed on her smooth, delicate skin. From afar, it looked identical to the one tattooed between Lu Yuan’s shoulder blades. But upon closer inspection, something felt off. This tattoo wasn’t smooth like Lu Yuan’s imitation; instead, it was uneven, with a lifelike, embossed quality.
This, it seemed, was a scar. The scratches on the butterfly wings varied in depth, and the tattoo’s presence might be to conceal damaged or scarred flesh.
Looking at her index finger, the palm was rough and calloused, a stark contrast to the tender skin on her wrist. The skin at the web of her thumb was slightly thicker, showing clear creases when pressure was applied.
Lu Zhiyu’s brown-purple eyes narrowed slightly for a moment, her lower lip pressed together. This Bai Xirou’s background might not be simple.
The existence of vicious female supporting characters has always just been a tool for protagonists to level up and defeat monsters. As for their lives, their distorted values and flawed personalities shaped by an unknown past—these are not things that game players, whose goal is “satisfaction,” or readers, whose interest lies in “reverse face-slapping,” would consider.
Lu Zhiyu, in the past, would only receive scripts and think about how to flawlessly portray the vicious female supporting character’s wicked actions.
Studying the target’s personality and observing their motives for evil deeds were secondary.
Tsk, she had to get along with someone so cunning and difficult, and even tie her life to these uncollected evil spirits.
Lu Zhiyu complained to herself. If this experience was considered a game, the difficulty level for an ordinary person was simply too high.
Bai Xirou turned her head, meeting Lu Zhiyu’s unhurriedly shifting gaze. Clearly, the intense stare on her back just now had been hers.
Bai Xirou was a bit bewildered by Lu Zhiyu’s sudden scrutiny. Her gaze shifted to Lu Yuan beside her. The young girl, holding a schedule, turned her head away with a slight blush, her eyes flickering restlessly.
She had always known Lu Yuan was a promiscuous lesbian. The other party had implicitly hinted at hooking up more than once, but she had always refused. Lu Yuan developing special emotional expressions towards her body didn’t surprise her.
However, why would Lu Zhiyu also look at her with such a complex gaze?
A bizarre possibility surfaced in Bai Xirou’s mind: could this mistress of Mr. Du also be bisexual, like her?
The thought flashed through her mind. Bai Xirou’s facial expression subtly shifted, then she smiled ambiguously. If it was true, then this was a leverage in her hands, and she should use it well.
Lu Zhiyu thought to herself that she needed to find a suitable opportunity to get Bai Xirou’s private phone number and home address, to facilitate their next contact and communication.
Without another word, Lu Zhiyu sat down next to Bai Xirou.
Bai Xirou felt the sofa sink. She turned her head and saw Lu Zhiyu’s face incredibly close to hers. Her skin was smooth and delicate. Under her slender eyelashes, her pure brown-purple eyes seemed to hold the scattered starlight floating in the deep sea. Her lips were slightly parted, as if she were about to say something to her.
Lu Zhiyu, holding her phone, was just about to lean closer to Bai Xirou to exchange numbers when the phone vibrated on the table, making her pause.
Bai Xirou’s gaze, as if possessed, was fixed on Lu Zhiyu’s profile. After being interrupted by the ringing, her overall demeanor dropped slightly. She was clearly awestruck by the other’s beauty, which she found disgraceful.
“My phone’s ringing. I’ll go into the inner resting room for a moment. I’ll talk when I get back.”
Bai Xirou, her brow furrowed with a hint of gloom, glanced at the name flashing on her phone. With a gentle smile, she made a gesture of answering the phone to Lu Zhiyu. She picked up the phone from the table, relaxed her feet on the floor until they regained their mobility, stood up, pushed open the door to the inner changing room of the lounge, and slipped inside.
“Sister Zhiyu, you have another scene to film tonight. The shooting location is at the Qin Emperor’s Ruins Scenic Area in F City.”
Lu Yuan flipped through the schedule, glanced at the time, and said with some indignation, “Mr. Du told us to arrive at the set early to see how others act, but our actual filming time is only ten minutes, and it’s just a walk-on role for someone else. Isn’t that looking down on us? The director of that online movie is still Chen Wen, that third-rate director who once retweeted your semi-nude commercial on Weibo, complaining that you only had your face to look at. This is too much!”
Lu Zhiyu leaned close to the fill light beside the makeup mirror, looking at her swollen cheeks from side to side. She asked, “Is that play something Gu Yinshu is participating in or investing in?”
Lu Yuan looked at the few papers in her hand, licked her lollipop, and said, “In this trashy ancient costume online movie, the Golden Phoenix Award Best Actress actually lowered herself to make a special appearance. It seems this third-rate director Chen Wen has some connections.”
In the game, the third-rate director Chen Wen was a hidden second-generation star. His elders were all veteran actors, and he was immensely wealthy, owning several properties in the capital’s city center. He had a wide network and was well-connected in the industry; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to make so many terrible films with high-quality special effects and post-production in such a money-burning film industry, nor could he have invited so many veteran stars for special appearances.
Lu Zhiyu applied aloe vera gel to her face and walked over to Lu Yuan. She picked up the script, flipped it open, and looked at the character description, saying, “Then it’s settled. Mr. Gu said he would give me a supporting role. This is probably the role he negotiated with the director for.”
Lu Yuan said indignantly, “Sister Zhiyu, how is this giving you a supporting role? This character is completely dispensable and has no charm at all. It’s simply perfunctory.”
Lu Zhiyu smiled without speaking. For a newcomer, having such an opportunity was already an honor. She had loved performing since she was a child. After graduating from normal university, she was fortunate enough to become popular on Weibo with a set of personal photos, becoming a small online celebrity. She then formally entered the entertainment industry by becoming a print model for a famous magazine through someone else’s introduction.
Unfortunately, after filming a micro-movie, she struggled to find further acting opportunities. To get roles, she would stake out the film set with a group of extras, even acting as a background for a few seconds. A ten-minute supporting role, in a film featuring big names, was already good for a budding newcomer.
Lu Zhiyu browsed the character description on the paper. She looked up and said, “Lu Yuan, go check if our car has arrived. We absolutely cannot be late for the evening shoot.”
“Sister Zhiyu, are you really not angry at all? With Mr. Du’s influence, even if you couldn’t get the female lead in this movie, you could at least get a supporting role with substantial screen time. Mr. Du even got a good female supporting role in a TV series for the rising popular young actress Qin Yue.”
Lu Yuan opened the door and suddenly turned her head to say.
Lu Zhiyu looked at the script, annotating the few lines of dialogue with red circles. She said, “Go quickly. The noise outside the door is bothering me, please close it for me. Also, these matters are not within your purview; don’t meddle or worry needlessly. I don’t need it.”
Lu Yuan, feeling a bit upset, glared at Lu Zhiyu, then slammed the door shut.
“General’s Tomb” tells the story of a prince of the Duan Dynasty, whose country was destroyed, leading a group of hidden guards to lie low and bide their time in the new dynasty, eventually succeeding in restoring his country. She played the role of the Duan Dynasty’s Eldest Princess, who, along with many soldiers, bravely met her death at the beginning of the film.
Lu Zhiyu had played vicious female supporting character her entire life. This was her first time taking on such a positive role, and she felt a surge of joy, carefully contemplating the character.
Suddenly, she heard a click of a switch being manually turned off. Then, her vision went black, and a pair of hands wrapped around her waist from behind.