Transmigrated into the Villainess Alpha Who Marked the Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 5
School was dismissed, and Ji Ci happily began packing her bag. Pei Ling asked her if she was still going to the video store today. She learned from Pei Ling that this so-called video store was a place specifically for watching adult films, and she politely declined without a second thought.
Before leaving, Pei Ling mumbled, “I hope she gets better quickly, otherwise I’ll be the only one going in the future.”
Her voice was desolate and mournful.
Even her retreating figure looked lonely and bleak.
Ji Ci smiled helplessly. Oh well, sorry about that.
If she could, she would hope to progress slowly with Pei Ling, to instill all the knowledge in her mind into her. That way, she would at least be worthy of being the original owner’s only friend.
“Stay a moment, Ji Ci.”
A clear male voice came from the front, in a commanding tone.
She looked up blankly. The boy approached from a distance, his lips pressed, radiating sternness.
Ji Ci recognized him.
It was none other than the “puppy love” male lead, Ji Feng.
The male lead was actually portrayed as a sunny knight, quite popular among their cohort of new students and well-liked by older girls.
However, his kindness was reserved for only one person.
Coincidentally, that person was the original owner.
Ji Feng and Ji Ci shared the same surname and indeed had some distant family ties. If traced back, it was unclear how they should address each other. At this level of kinship, even marriage wasn’t a big deal.
In fact, they used to play well together when they were children,
But as the original owner’s personality became more solitary, especially after her “special hobby” was discovered by the male lead, he gradually distanced himself from her.
Seeing his demeanor, Ji Ci mostly knew what he was about to say.
However, she was very curious: would the male lead question her, “Are you secretly following senior again?” Or would he take advantage of no one being around to pick a fight with her?
Hopefully not the second option,
The original owner’s physique was truly one that crumbled at a touch.
Ji Ci prepared for the worst but truly didn’t expect the male lead to say: “It’s your turn for the blackboard newspaper this week. Are you just going to leave?”
Ji Ci didn’t believe it.
Without another word, she went to the podium to check the notice board. The public area cleaning schedule and major cleaning tasks for each semester were clearly laid out there.
Sure enough, the list showed that this period, March 18th, was for Qi Zhengzheng.
She looked up at the male lead. The male lead drifted past her, took a box from the shelf, and opened it to reveal various paints and tools.
“Qi Zhengzheng transferred last week. Is there a problem with you taking over?”
“Why should I take over? The person after him isn’t me,” Ji Ci retorted impolitely.
“I’m the class monitor,” Ji Feng emphasized coldly. “Don’t I even have the right to change the order? If you’re not convinced, go find Teacher Chen and see who she sides with.”
Okay, this obnoxious male lead was even using the homeroom teacher to pressure her.
Ji Ci could guess with her toes who that saccharine Omega homeroom teacher would side with.
If a person usually has a reputation for being completely wicked, then even if they are wronged and suffer losses, they will have no way to explain themselves. If a person usually packages themselves as a pure white lotus, even with a black heart underneath, as long as they act delicately as if about to cry, they can gain the comfort of a crowd of people.
The difference in popularity between her and Ji Feng was precisely this.
She didn’t need to compete with this annoying male lead at this crucial moment. Anyway, the blackboard newspaper duty would eventually cycle back to her during the school year.
“What are you standing there for? Give it to me,” Ji Ci glared at Ji Feng and snatched the paint box from his hand.
This annoying male lead, like a stubborn plaster, clinging to the female lead and irritating her when she read the novel, now he was clinging to her like a stubborn plaster to target her. They truly were at odds.
Ji Feng, usually impassive, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, quickly assessing her up and down.
This sullen, somewhat mentally ill person actually had a temper; he was incredulous.
“Do a good job. If our class gets points deducted, you’ll do it again next time.”
He dropped that statement, then slung his bag on his back and left.
Ji Ci gritted her teeth, swallowed her resentment, and dragged a stool to the back of the classroom.
Ji Ci in her original world was very interested in art and blackboard design, and had taken some free courses. She also had a desire to pursue a career in art, but her family had no money.
She still remembered telling her grandmother that she was giving up art. Her grandmother’s face, full of wrinkles, was stained with tears, whether from relief or self-reproach. She said that if she had the ability, she would definitely let her study, but the family truly couldn’t spare any extra money. The seventy-year-old woman held her hand, repeatedly saying sorry, sorry.
Ji Ci applied paint expressionlessly, completing the model.
She also owed her grandmother an apology for giving up her life so easily.
After finishing the entire piece, Ji Ci walked to the podium, stretched her limbs, and admired the masterpiece she had created from a distance.
It was quite good.
A smile appeared on her lips; she was quite satisfied. However, glancing at the sky outside, her smile immediately vanished.
The sky was a dull gray, and the fierce wind slapped against the tree branches, howling, as if a torrential rain could start at any moment.
Ji Ci hastily slung on her bag. Ji Feng’s interference had disrupted her plans. Her original intention was to take the bus to familiarize herself with the city, so she could better survive there.
She hurried her steps, rushing home.
Her chest felt heavy, and her right eyelid twitched incessantly. She had a persistent feeling that something was about to happen.
What was going on? What was wrong? Why did she always have the illusion that she had overlooked something?
Dark clouds gathered, obscuring the last of the light. For the city, it was almost completely shrouded in darkness.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, ruffling the strands of hair on Ji Ci’s forehead.
The wind carried a faint fragrance, mixed with the smell of mist and rain. This scent was not swallowed by the earthy and grassy smells; instead, it grew clearer and clearer, wafting through her nostrils to her very heart.
Whether it was from the wind blowing over her head or something else, Ji Ci felt a dense array of points gathering on her neck, making her heart pound continuously.
The road from Beiyi High School to her home passed through a small park. A certain shady spot in the park was secluded, a good place to cool off even in the scorching summer. At that moment, heavy clouds covered the sky, shrouding it in darkness, and no one would be strolling there.
Ji Ci didn’t need to take this detour, but she came anyway, as if drawn by something.
She immediately saw a person huddled under the shade of a tree ahead. Under the fierce wind, their figure seemed to be trembling.
The fragrance also became clearer then;
It was the clear scent of rosemary.
Ji Ci instantly understood everything. The jumbled lines in her mind converged into a complete timeline. Before, she only understood which stage the book’s plot had reached, but now, it was specifically about a certain event.
There was a person named Fan Kexin by the female lead’s side. She was inherently kind, but under the intense academic pressure from her family, her mind gradually became distorted. It also happened that her secret childhood sweetheart boyfriend transferred to Beiyi High School. Because everyone around her was infatuated with her universally adored classmate, she gradually suspected her boyfriend had ulterior motives, and the two had argued several times over this. Finally, after a certain gathering, she extended her devil’s claw to the female lead, putting something into her drink, intending to make this elegant flower fall into the dust and be trampled by various Alphas.
As the female lead of this work, the author would, of course, not let her beloved daughter suffer such indignity. A fated character appeared—he, Ji Feng, his sense of responsibility as class monitor forced him to be the last to leave school after completing the task for the absent student. Guided by the pheromones of their 90% match rate, he found the female lead in her lowest moment.
Ji Ci, after understanding the plot: “…”
Good heavens, good heavens.
Under the arrangement of plot power, no one else would come here, yet this responsible male lead, due to jealousy, had thrown this week’s blackboard newspaper task onto her.