Second female lead
Under Qiao Yu’s questioning, Cong Ye hesitated and looked towards Lin Qing with a flickering gaze. Lin Qing’s reaction seemed quite normal as she innocently gazed at him with her moist, black eyes and spoke in a gentle tone, “I just wanted to teach you a few more questions.”
Compared to her, Cong Ye seemed to have suffered from being less straightforward.
Qiao Yu sternly admonished him, emphasizing multiple times that he should not treat the teaching as if it were a competition before finally stopping.
That day’s tutoring ended there. Afterward, they became more reserved. Though Qiao Yu could still sense a more tense atmosphere compared to regular tutoring sessions, at least it wasn’t as blatant as before in terms of rushing to point out the incorrect answers.
… I really don’t understand why teaching and learning can be turned into a competition. Are the leads too competitive? Isn’t this learning environment too harsh for her?
“It’s not bad, right? I’ve noticed that the host has been making rapid progress lately.”
… Indeed, as the system said, her accuracy in answering questions has been steadily increasing. After all, she can’t escape the scrutiny of these two outstanding students even with the tiniest mistake. It can truly be said that a strict teacher produces outstanding students.
In order to improve her grades smoothly, Qiao Yu silently endured and tried to keep up with the teaching pace of the two of them during tutoring sessions, living each day as if walking on thin ice, like a master of carrying water.
During a conversation with Mi Yi after class, when asked about her feelings regarding tutoring with those two individuals, Qiao Yu refused to answer the question and turned her head, leaving her with the back of her head.
The feeling is that in the future, the most important thing is for her to study diligently. It’s better to rely on oneself than to rely on others. If she really seeks advice, she’ll only ask for one piece.
Can she say this between two giant Buddhas?
Qiao Yu swallowed her bitterness and shed tears of regret in her heart.
In the blink of an eye, there was less than a week left until the monthly exam. Qiao Yu had already gotten used to the routine of studying during lunch break and after school, carrying her bag to the self-study room without thinking.
She had left her textbook in the classroom, so she let Cong Ye and Lin Qing go ahead while she went back to get it.
Qiao Yu thought that now the two of them should be alone in the self-study room. There were actually a few other students scattered around the room studying, but that didn’t matter.
Although the situation of their hidden rivalry in recent days didn’t quite match her expectations, at least there was some interaction between the male and female leads!
They could follow the path of a bickering couple! She wasn’t picky!
Unconsciously, Qiao Yu lowered her expectations for the two of them to “just get along.” She hugged a thick 53-book tightly, deliberately slowing down her pace to give them more time together. The five-minute walk turned into a ten-minute walk.
She leisurely strolled to the entrance of the self-study room, craning her neck to look inside.
Lin Qing was sitting in her usual spot, and there was a person standing in front of her. She was looking up as if she was talking to that person. The person in front of her had long hair and was a girl.
But Cong Ye’s seat was empty, and Qiao Yu looked around the room but didn’t see him.
… Who is that? Where is Cong Ye?
Caught off guard by the situation, Qiao Yu looked perplexed. She was just thinking that it might be one of Lin Qing’s friends from another class coming to chat with her when she noticed a hint of awkwardness and unease on Lin Qing’s face, not easily detectable.
That wasn’t the expression Lin Qing had when talking to a friend.
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Qiao Yu’s heart skipped a beat, immediately understanding the situation. She hurriedly took three steps in two and walked unceremoniously between the two, right into Lin Qing’s surprised gaze.
“Um, excuse me, I’m about to start studying with Lin Qing.”
The girl in front of her was pushed aside by Qiao Yu and had to take two steps back. Qiao Yu coldly observed her, noticing her meticulously styled hair and expensive outfit, along with a face that wasn’t ugly but exuded a domineering aura.
A typical villainous young lady.
This was a familiar situation before Cong Ye clarified things. Whether this young lady was uninformed or something else, she was causing trouble for Lin Qing now.
… Why is that dog Cong Ye never around during these times? Is he of any use at all? Can’t he get his act together?
Qiao Yu’s anger flared up, her face turning cold.
The villainous young lady wasn’t tall, just about the same height as Qiao Yu’s shoulder. Qiao Yu confidently stood in the middle, firmly shielding Lin Qing, forcing her to look up at Qiao Yu. This alone diminished her presence significantly.
Now that Qiao Yu’s mood had soured, she exuded an aura that discouraged others from approaching, making the difference even more apparent.
Generally, the second-generation rich kids from Yao Hua weren’t very brave. The young ladies who badmouthed Lin Qing would quickly back down upon seeing Qiao Yu’s intimidating appearance, without Qiao Yu even needing to utter a harsh word.
But this young lady seemed to possess an extraordinary courage. Instead of shrinking back or screaming, she furrowed her brows and stared at Qiao Yu with her narrow eyes.
Oh, how rare it was to encounter someone so bold?
Qiao Yu raised her eyebrows in surprise, not yet figuring out how to intimidate her. Then she heard the young lady speak in a displeased tone.
“Qiao Yu, what did you just call me?”
“…”
Caught off guard by being called by her name, Qiao Yu blinked in confusion and blurted out.
“Do we know each other?”
If the young lady from earlier was merely unhappy, then now she was like a boiling kettle about to release steam from her ears.
Qiao Yu felt uneasy, knowing that she had probably said something wrong. In her mind, the system was frantically searching through her original self’s social connections, but without knowing the other person’s name, it couldn’t pinpoint who it was even after a long time.
The young lady remained silent, and Qiao Yu dared not speak either. Lin Qing had no idea what was happening at the moment, and the situation reached a stalemate.
Just then, a voice filled with confusion came from the entrance.
“Song Wanwan?”
Cong Ye stood at the door, holding three bottles of beverages, his gaze shifting between Qiao Yu and Song Wanwan with confusion.
Since transmigrating, Qiao Yu had never found his voice so pleasing to the ears.
Upon hearing her name being called, Song Wanwan turned to look, and Qiao Yu watched as her angry narrow eyes quickly softened. Her twisted expression, as if she wanted to devour her, turned gentle and obedient, resembling a seductive demon. Her face, flushed with anger, didn’t change much, but it was evident that she wasn’t angry anymore.
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Qiao Yu was dumbfounded by this transformation, and after searching for a long time, the system finally made a pleasantly surprised sound: “I found it! The Song family has business dealings with the Qiao and Cong families, so you should know each other. The relationship just isn’t as close as Mi Yi and Lu Yao…”
It spoke, and its voice lowered. Qiao Yu and it silently watched as Song Wanwan, like a nimble rabbit, ran happily to Cong Ye’s side. With her hands behind her back, she shyly spoke to him. Even if Cong Ye responded with a confused “uh-huh” and “ah,” she smiled like a bashful bud.
“…”
Although Qiao Yu and the system didn’t speak, at this moment, they arrived at a unanimous conjecture as if their minds were connected.
This Song Wanwan seemed to be written all over with 6 words.
I! Am! The! Second! Female! Lead!
The atmosphere in the corner of the self-study room was extremely eerie.
Qiao Yu felt restless, looking at Cong Ye sitting across from her and Miss Song, who held her chin high like a proud peacock, beside him.
She glanced at Lin Qing sitting next to her, who had a calm expression, and secretly reached out to hold her hand. Lin Qing’s composed expression instantly broke, as she reached under the table to hold Qiao Yu’s restless hand, looking at her with widened eyes, questioning.
…How about we switch seats? If I say something like that, surely both Lin Qing and Cong Ye would ask for reasons.
Qiao Yu shook her head, indicating that it was okay, and let out a long sigh in her heart.
Why did it turn out like this in the end…
A few minutes ago, after exchanging a few meaningless words at the entrance with Cong Ye, Song Wanwan walked over together with him. Before anyone else could speak, Song Wanwan pointed at the table they had joined together, and her attitude transformed from a teenage girl in love to that of a high-and-mighty young lady.
“You’re studying together?”
As she spoke, she looked at Qiao Yu, knowing that she couldn’t ignore her or say too much, considering their previous acquaintance. She responded with an ambiguous “uh-huh.”
However, Miss Song glared at her again, let out a resentful hum, rolled up her sleeves, and moved a new table over to this side.
The three of them were extremely bewildered, looking at each other. Qiao Yu desperately gestured with her eyebrows and eyes, urging Cong Ye to quickly go and ask her what she was up to. But before she could, the young lady reproached her.
“Qiao Yu, why are you just standing there? Come and help me!”
Why did this Song Wanwan keep targeting her!
Qiao Yu felt a tremendous sense of fear and didn’t want to go—obviously, she wanted to move over and sit together. The male and female leads were studying so well together, and now this second female lead who liked the male lead suddenly barged in!
At this moment, Qiao Yu completely forgot about the fact that the male and female leads were just teaching her and competing with each other. She promptly leaned on Lin Qing’s shoulder, pretending she hadn’t heard anything.
Lin Qing was startled by her sudden leaning and became stiff, not daring to move randomly. She looked at Song Wanwan’s contorted expression across from her, bit her lip, and turned her head slightly. Qiao Yu’s stray hair brushed against her neck, causing an indescribable itchiness.
Enduring the itch, she reached out and touched Qiao Yu’s hair, opening her mouth but not uttering a sound.
Meanwhile, Cong Ye, who had been standing alone for a while, didn’t know what to do. He rolled up his sleeves and went to help Song Wanwan move the table.
Qiao Yu: …
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As a result, the seating arrangement, driven by Song Wanwan’s selfishness, turned into a combined table for four, with the pairs facing each other.
Song Wanwan quickly sat down next to Cong Ye, and seeing that things had come to this point, Qiao Yu could only sit across from Song Wanwan and give Lin Qing the seat across from Cong Ye instead.
“Why are you sitting there, Qiao Yu? I still have to explain the topic to you, and I can’t reach you from there.”
…Why does this guy Cong Ye always make things difficult for her!
Qiao Yu was so angry that her vision darkened, but she couldn’t come up with a valid reason why she had to sit there. She could only drag herself and reluctantly sit across from Cong Ye.
So, the current seating arrangement at the four-person table became Song Wanwan facing Lin Qing, and Cong Ye facing Qiao Yu.
Oh my goodness, the female lead and the male lead sit diagonally across from each other, facing their love rival directly. What kind of situation is this?
Qiao Yu, perhaps the only one present who understood how dangerous this situation was, felt on the verge of collapse due to the complicated relationship web at this table. She was afraid that the whole thing would explode with just a slight provocation—she, an innocent author and supporting character, felt like a war correspondent heading to the front lines.
Qiao Yu lamented in her heart, unable to find words to describe the transformation from two people to three, and then from three to four. She sincerely felt that the world was playing with her.
…Heaven help her, all she wanted was to study properly.
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Thanks for the chapter! really enjoying this new story 😄
A wild love triangle has appeared!
(in Qiao Yu’s mind, anyway)
Thanks for the chapter! really enjoying this new story 😄
A wild love triangle has appeared!
(in Qiao Yu’s mind, anyway)