Villain Strategy Rules [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 32

The surroundings resembled shattered glass, with flickering images visible through the cracks. A blinding light enveloped her entire body, forcing her eyes shut against its intensity.

Suddenly, her body plunged into endless darkness, surrounded by utter silence.

Moments later, the shrill chirping of cicadas shattered the quiet. The sounds around her grew clearer, her body gradually grew heavier, and finally, warmth surged through her veins as bl00d circulated once more.

“Jiang Qingyue!” An elderly woman’s voice, thick with anger, rang out.

Someone beside her nudged Wen Zhixu and whispered urgently, “The homeroom teacher is calling you.”

Wen Zhixu slowly opened her eyes, wincing at the harsh sunlight. She turned her head away and closed them again.

“Get up! What are you doing?” The person next to her sounded frantic, their voice trembling slightly as they pushed her harder with their elbow.

Host, a new world has begun.

In an instant, Wen Zhixu’s eyes flew open. Before her was the anxious face of an unfamiliar girl, who was making exaggerated expressions and tapping the desk as if trying to communicate something.

Suddenly, a dark shadow blocked the sunlight beating down on Wen Zhixu. She sat up slowly and turned her head.

“Jiang Qingyue! Stand up this instant!”

Her heart skipped a beat. Acting on instinct, Wen Zhixu stood up. She didn’t yet know her name in this world, but judging by the teacher’s tone, she must be the “Jiang Qingyue” being addressed.

She glanced around—lush green trees, students in blue-and-white uniforms, fluttering blue curtains, and the persistent hum of cicadas outside.

The teacher, seeing Wen Zhixu ignore her and instead look around, scolded in exasperation, “No matter how privileged your family is, you still need to study hard! Your mother expects you to get into a top university, but look at your grades—do you even stand a chance? Not only do you refuse to pay attention in class, but you also sleep through it…”

While the teacher ranted, System 006 transmitted this world’s memories to Wen Zhixu.

In this world, Wen Zhixu’s identity was Jiang Qingyue, the eldest daughter of the wealthy Jiang family. Wild, arrogant, and academically hopeless—these were her defining traits. Originally enrolled in an elite private high school meant for studying abroad, she had suddenly fallen for a girl and insisted on transferring to her school.

After dating the girl, Jiang Qingyue quickly grew bored of her reserved nature. Unwilling to put up with anything tedious, she callously dumped her.

When she demanded another transfer, her mother, determined to teach her a lesson, refused. Instead, she issued a notice to all teachers: discipline her daughter freely, without regard for their social standing. If Jiang Qingyue managed to get into a prestigious university, every teacher would be rewarded.

Wen Zhixu thought to herself, This system is too good—every world gives me a rich heiress identity, spending money like water. This is the life!

Wait—arrogant and unruly? Should she even have stood up just now?

Under the teacher’s furious gaze, Wen Zhixu slowly sat back down to avoid breaking character.

The entire class fell silent. The students who had been whispering behind their hands during the teacher’s tirade now froze. Even the birds and cicadas outside seemed to hold their breath.

The woman before her was Wen Zhixu’s homeroom teacher, named Zhang Baihe. She was the most senior teacher in the entire school. To add another layer of connection, she was also the younger sister of Wen Zhixu’s grandmother’s classmate. Recently rehired by the school, she had specifically been persuaded to return by Jiang Qingyue’s mother.

“Jiang Qingyue!” Teacher Zhang couldn’t hold back any longer and threw her book onto the desk. “Go stand outside and come back after class!”

Wen Zhixu was clearly startled by this sudden outburst of authority. But should she go… or not?

It seemed she had made a huge mistake trying not to break character.

Host, memory implantation complete. Call me if you need anything. I won’t disturb your class any further.

Just as Wen Zhixu was about to curse the system, a girl in the front row stood up and said without turning around, “Teacher, let’s continue with the lesson.”

Teacher Zhang seemed to like this girl very much. She patted her shoulder affectionately and said kindly, “Alright, Miss Qin, please sit down. Let’s begin the lesson.” Before leaving, she shot Wen Zhixu a look that was both exasperated and angry.

Once the teacher was gone, Wen Zhixu’s pounding heart finally calmed down a little. That was close!

But why did the voice of the girl in front sound so familiar? Though it seemed she had a cold, her voice was slightly hoarse.

“Qingyue!” Wen Zhixu’s deskmate immediately leaned over as soon as the teacher left and whispered, “How did you get so bold? This is Teacher Zhang we’re talking about! One phone call from her, and both of us will be skinned alive!”

The deskmate was Jiang Qingyue’s best friend, named Tang Mo, the youngest daughter of the Tang family. Their families were both business partners and friends, and Tang Mo had grown up with Jiang Qingyue since childhood—what you might call “partners in crime” among the wealthy elite.

In fact, when Tang Mo’s older sister heard that Jiang Qingyue’s mother had hired a senior teacher, she transferred Tang Mo to the same school the very next day.

However, Tang Mo was slightly better behaved because she wasn’t just under her mother’s watchful eye—she also had two older sisters keeping her in line. Talk about triple supervision.

In contrast, Jiang Qingyue only had her mother to answer to. It wasn’t like her five-year-old sister could keep her in check.

After sizing up the situation, Wen Zhixu realized that Jiang Qingyue was all bark and no bite. She swallowed hard and said, “It’s fine. I just sat down because my legs were numb from sleeping too long.”

Wen Zhixu slumped in her seat. Even though she was a rich young lady now, why did she have to be a student? She had already spent so many years studying—why did she have to go through it all over again?

“006! Why did you make me a student this time? Last world, being an elementary school teacher was bad enough, but I managed to muddle through. Now… this is high school, isn’t it?”

Host, I don’t know either. But I have good news for you—you completed your last mission very well, and you didn’t use up the chance I gave you to help. So now you have points to exchange for things.

“Really? What can I exchange for?”

Wen Zhixu blinked her innocent eyes and asked, “Can I exchange for the IQ of a prodigy?”

No. As a student, you should study hard. I’ll let you know once the points store is fully stocked.

…So after all that… there’s nothing available right now.

Oh, right. Your main mission in this world is to win over Qin Nanxi and change her final outcome.

Qin Nanxi was the female lead of this world. Her family situation was complicated, and though she excelled academically, her grades had been tampered with. After suffering betrayal from her roommates, she had apparently set herself and her ex-girlfriend on fire in the end.

And that ex-girlfriend was Jiang Qingyue. The one who later betrayed wasn’t her—she just happened to appear in front of the female lead, still the ex who had dumped her.

…How terrifying.

Chao Yao is much better, such a well-behaved child. How could anyone set someone on fire?

Wait, could the person who deceived Qin Nanxi’s feelings in the memories be her? And in the memories, the original owner seemed to have just dumped a girl, though it happened so quickly that she didn’t even get a good look at her face.

When the bell rang after class, Wen Zhixu saw the girl in front of her get up and leave. Then she slumped onto the desk, letting out a pained groan.

Ugh… why did she have to endure another early morning class?

“Qingyue, look—that tattletale is heading to the office again. You don’t think she’s going to report what you did to her last night to the teacher, do you?” Tang Mo leaned in, gossiping in a hushed tone.

Wen Zhixu’s eyes were unfocused as she muttered, “Who…?”

Who had she bullied? What memories had the system left out this time?

“Qin Nanxi.”

Her dazed pupils instantly sharpened, widening in shock. She shot up from her seat. “Who did you say?”

“Qin Nanxi,” Tang Mo repeated, frowning in confusion. “Last night, didn’t you corner her in the equipment room, make her clean up for you, and then tell her you dumped her and never wanted her to mention dating you in public because it was embarrassing?”

“…”

“…………”

“………………”

What? Was she here to complete a mission? At least in the last world, there had been misunderstandings. But this time, there wasn’t even a misunderstanding—she had outright bullied her! How was she supposed to win her over now? This was practically a death sentence.

Qin Nanxi, Qin Nanxi, going to report her to the teacher…

Was the girl sitting in front of her the one she was supposed to be wooing?

This teacher was ruthless. She had just “dumped” Qin Nanxi, and now they were seated right behind each other? Did they not care if they ended up fighting? Then again, older teachers had seen it all—this was probably child’s play to them.

“Qingyue?”

Tang Mo’s words snapped Wen Zhixu back to reality. She stammered, “I—I—when did I bully her? That was just… I was drunk. What should I do? Do you think she’ll forgive me?”

“Forgive you?” Tang Mo’s eyes widened as if she’d heard the most absurd joke. “You publicly pursued her, dated her for less than a week, then dumped her in front of the whole school. If it were me… I wouldn’t.”

“Not just that,” Tang Mo added. “You made her do your chores.”

Heavens above! Let justice prevail!

It was Jiang Qingyue who dumped her. It was Jiang Qingyue who bullied her—not Wen Zhixu!

It’s fine, it’s fine. There’s still a chance. She just had to take the initiative and win her back.

Wen Zhixu: “What’s the next class?”

Based on the memories she had just processed, they were currently second-year high school students. This was a top-tier city school—everyone else had gotten in through merit, except for these two young mistresses, who had transferred in.

Their parents, hoping to teach them life lessons, had cut off their extra allowances, forcing them to live in the dorms like everyone else, only going home on Friday nights.

Wen Zhixu felt like the sky had fallen. The greatest joy in life was having money, and the greatest suffering was having money but not being able to spend it.

“My dear young lady, have you slept yourself silly?” Tang Mo reached out to touch Wen Zhixu’s forehead—no fever. “You’ve been insisting since morning that you wanted to play badminton during PE class. How come you don’t remember now that we’re here?”

Badminton?

Oh no! This Jiang Qingyue was apparently a sports enthusiast who loved morning exercises and badminton. She would run 3 kilometers every day at 5:30 AM, then another 3 kilometers between 9-10 PM.

Good heavens, this was going to be the death of her. Wen Zhixu massaged her temples, trying to stay calm, when she noticed a red mirror on the desk. A sudden curiosity struck her.

Would this new world… show the same face as her original one? The last world had been identical after all.

She slowly picked up the mirror, opened it with trembling hands, then gradually opened her eyes.

Ah~ same face.

Though Jiang Qingyue’s skin was better—firmer and more radiant, probably from years of regular exercise.

“The tattletale is back!” Tang Mo suddenly announced.