Transmigrating Into A Sadistic Novel And Becoming A Master Of Painting Rosy Pictures - Chapter 13

Bian Yingning, having just finished her conversation with the system, was momentarily puzzled by Ji Xiaoxue’s question.

She and her close friends often exchanged such overly affectionate jokes, casually using terms like “baby” and “darling.” Why was the female lead taking my answer so seriously?

Why would I miss her? If I didn’t miss her, I’d be struck by lightning. Could I not miss her? She was even afraid she wouldn’t miss her enough.

It must be a playful tease.

“You’re so cute, it’s only natural that I miss you,” Bian Yingning chuckled. Just then, her driver called to say he was ready to pick her up after school, so Bian Yingning told him to come to her current location.

The two stopped and waited for the driver.

There was a night market on a nearby side street, with a stall selling stir-fried cold noodles. The aroma wafted over, and Bian Yingning’s stomach rumbled.

After a night of suspense and anxiety, the smell made her realize how hungry she was.

“Want some cold noodles?” Bian Yingning asked Ji Xiaoxue, who had been silently looking down since answering her previous question.

Ji Xiaoxue shyly avoided eye contact, whispering, “Sure.”

Bian Yingning, without further ado, ordered cold noodles for herself and stir-fried cold noodles for Ji Xiaoxue, hers with extra chili and Sichuan peppercorns.

They sat at a small table waiting for the food. Bian Yingning noticed how quiet the female lead was.

“What’s wrong? Still scared from earlier?” Bian Yingning leaned in to look at Ji Xiaoxue’s downcast face.

“No…” Ji Xiaoxue’s heart was racing; she buried her head lower, wishing she could hide in her chest, unable to look at Bian Yingning.

Senior’s words were so direct; it’s… embarrassing.

“Here’s your cold noodles.” Bian Yingning’s order was simple and arrived quickly.

Bian Yingning confidently separated her chopsticks, rubbing them together to remove any splinters, took a bite, and offered it to Ji Xiaoxue: “Ah~ First bite for you.”

Ji Xiaoxue’s eyelashes fluttered; the vibrant, oily cold noodles were right in front of her.

No one had ever fed her before.

Just as she was about to eat, Bian Yingning suddenly retracted her hand. Ji Xiaoxue looked at her questioningly.

Bian Yingning was happily munching away: “Do you eat spicy food? You looked so hesitant, hahahahaha.” Bian Yingning laughed, her speech slurred.

However, she forgot that laughing while eating spicy food is a bad idea.

“Cough… cough cough!”

Within minutes, she was choked by the chili oil, coughing violently, tears and saliva streaming down her face.

Ji Xiaoxue quickly grabbed napkins to help her spit out the food, frantically searching for water.

But the cold noodle stall didn’t have any. Just as she was at a loss, a bottle of mineral water Ji Xiaoxue had never seen before was opened and placed in front of Bian Yingning.

A person, dressed in a black dress like a princess, pressed down on Bian Yingning’s head, gently patting her back to help her expel the noodles stuck in her throat.

After a while, Bian Yingning finally felt relieved.

A bottle of water was held to her lips; she naturally took a couple of sips from the person’s hand: “Ah—I’m still alive.”

She looked up.

Shang Qinghui’s pretty face was right above her, holding the water.

Although her expression wasn’t cute at the moment.

“You…” Bian Yingning was startled: “What are you doing here?”

Shang Qinghui rolled her eyes: “Saving your precious life.”

She tightened the bottle cap and forcefully placed the water in front of Bian Yingning, her eyes on Ji Xiaoxue: “Let’s go; I’ll take you back to school.”

Ji Xiaoxue was stunned. Shang Qinghui was always the center of attention in class. They had been in the same class for so long without speaking, and Ji Xiaoxue couldn’t even get close to their circle.

She had heard about Shang Qinghui’s family.

She was like a real princess.

Yet this person was offering to take her home.

Before Ji Xiaoxue could react, Bian Yingning was on high alert, pushing Shang Qinghui away: “What are you doing? I’ll take her back.”

Shang Qinghui glanced at her, slapping away her arm: “Do you have a car?” She knew Bian Yingning relied on her driver and never drove herself.

Bian Yingning sneered: “I even have a driver!”

“I need to talk to her,” Shang Qinghui said, avoiding the issue.

“Talk about what? Something I shouldn’t hear?”

“None of your business?”

“It is my business!”

Ji Xiaoxue watched the two elegant girls argue on her behalf, unable to interject.

“Who is she to you? Why is it your business?”

“She’s my dear junior from the same school!”

“Heh, I’m also from the same school.”

“…Then you’re also my junior.” Bian Yingning muttered defiantly.

She wasn’t wrong.

“Why not add ‘dear’?” Shang Qinghui sneered.

“Disgusting.” Bian Yingning wrinkled her face, disgust evident in her expression.

“You know what’s disgusting?” Shang Qinghui pressed closer, as if she had found a weakness.

Bian Yingning: “! It’s different!”

“How is it different?” Shang Qinghui pinched Bian Yingning’s chin, forcing her to look at her: “Did we not study the same major, or are we not in the same year?”

Bian Yingning turned her head, avoiding her hand: “I warn you, just talk, don’t touch me.”

Ji Xiaoxue spoke up: “Thank you for your kindness, but my senior will take me home later.”

Although they were arguing, it looked like a playful quarrel to her; she felt like a bystander.

“Kindness? I told you I need to talk to you,” Shang Qinghui’s tone was serious.

“I said, say it in front of me. Don’t bully the good girl,”

Bian Yingning interrupted them. She wouldn’t let the female supporting character take the female lead away! She didn’t know what Shang Qinghui was planning; if she killed the female lead, all her efforts would be meaningless.

Shang Qinghui felt a tightness in her chest: “I will bully her. So what?”

“With me here, you have to go through me first,” Bian Yingning’s eyes were firm, her gaze unwavering as she spoke each word.

Shang Qinghui pursed her lips, her expression strange: “Good. We’ve been rivals since childhood. The more you try to stop me, the more excited I get.”

Bian Yingning shivered. Help, the female supporting character’s lines are so awkward.

…

After Shang Qinghui left in a huff, they finished their cold noodles and got into the car.

At the school gate, Ji Xiaoxue got out. Bian Yingning reached out and ruffled her hair: “Take a hot shower, get a good night’s sleep, don’t overthink it. Everything will be alright. Tomorrow, you’ll still be you.”

Ji Xiaoxue nodded obediently: “Thank you, Senior. Goodbye, Senior.”

The black luxury car drove away. Ji Xiaoxue stood at the school gate for a while, then, biting her lip to suppress the upturn of her lips, walked back, her heart feeling sweet.

Not far from the school gate, she saw a pink convertible parked by the roadside. Shang Qinghui leaned against the car, her legs, visible beneath her skirt, long and white under the streetlights.

Every passerby turned to look.

Ji Xiaoxue knew she was waiting for her.

…

[Prevent the female supporting character from resenting the female lead after witnessing the couple kissing. Task successful. Task completion rate: 80%, points obtained: 30.

Host total points: 180, unsettled points: 0]

[Host, please note, the task to prevent the female supporting character from developing hatred towards the female lead during the campus talent show has begun. Please pay attention to the task progress.]

Bian Yingning, full and satisfied after completing the task, slumped in the back seat, listening to the system’s settlement announcement.

“Wait, wait, why is my completion rate only 80%?” Bian Yingning sat up, startled. She got the points, but the 80% completion rate bothered her; why wasn’t it 100%!

“Dear, the female supporting character developed 20 points of dislike towards the female lead, so the task completion rate didn’t reach 100%.”

“Dislike?” Bian Yingning pulled at her hair: “I can’t control a little girl’s dislike… Did the female lead fall for the male lead? How is that possible?!”

Ji Xiaoxue didn’t seem to have any issues.

But Bian Yingning’s immediate concern wasn’t this.

The talent show was about to begin, and she had no talent.

To prevent further hatred between the female supporting character and the female lead, she had to make them both hate her in this competition.

…Mainly, they shouldn’t hate each other; hating her was fine. She would take the first place.

“What’s a good way for me to shine?” Bian Yingning asked the system.

The system was silent for a long time: “Perform a striptease?”

“Shine, not shock! You might as well tell me to break bricks with my chest!”

“Dear, your idea is truly brilliant!”

…Requesting system uninstall.

…

The talent show arrived quickly. Bian Yingning was so anxious that she developed a pimple on her forehead; it burned when touched.

Time flies when you’re having fun.

On the day of the preliminary round, Bian Yingning went to find Shang Qinghui.

Shang Qinghui was simply dressed in a pink JK uniform, but the orange gemstone cross brooch on her chest was clearly expensive. Her long, curly hair was styled in two braids framing her face; she looked very cute.

Bian Yingning licked her lips.

Although Shang Qinghui had a terrible temper, it had to be admitted that she was as exquisite as a Barbie doll.

When Bian Yingning found her, a group of girls surrounded her, one holding a mirror for her as she checked her makeup.

One of the girls by her side was the first to spot Bian Yingning. She whispered something in Shang Qinghui’s ear, and Shang Qinghui turned her head. The fish-scale sequins under her right eye momentarily blinded Bian Yingning.

Fearing Bian Yingning would cause trouble, the girls protectively stood in front of her.

Shang Qinghui called them over and asked them to leave, and they obediently obeyed.

“What?” Shang Qinghui continued to examine herself in the mirror.

Bian Yingning nervously rubbed her hands: “I heard you’re participating in the talent show?”

Shang Qinghui looked up: “What else would I be doing here?”

That’s not a question, it’s a statement.

The preliminary round of the talent show was held in a small auditorium. The two were currently in a small rest room behind the auditorium.

Makes sense.

Bian Yingning gritted her teeth and stepped closer, complimenting, “Your makeup looks great today.”

Shang Qinghui put down the mirror and observed Bian Yingning.

The small rest room only contained the two of them. The door was ajar. They faced each other in silence, the atmosphere thick with tension.

“You need something from me?” Shang Qinghui asked.

Since their escape from the kidnappers, their relationship had been strained.

“Well, it’s not exactly asking,” Bian Yingning leaned closer, bumping her shoulder against Shang Qinghui’s in a friendly gesture: “Why are you participating in this competition?”

Shang Qinghui moved aside, increasing the distance between them: “Unlike some people, I’ve studied for years and have certificates and awards to show for it.”

The one without anything scratched her head: “So you’re a scholar.”

Shang Qinghui: “…” She suspected Bian Yingning was being sarcastic.

“What do you want?”

Bian Yingning smiled ingratiatingly: “Can you not participate in this competition?”

“Why?” Shang Qinghui watched her calmly.

“You’ve won award after award in front of me. Are you truly happy? Do these awards truly satisfy you? Are they really that important to you?

I don’t want you to win any awards, I don’t need you to achieve great results. I just want you to be happy.”

Bian Yingning looked at Shang Qinghui with the most sincere expression she could muster, hoping to convey her genuine feelings.

“Heh…” Shang Qinghui laughed: “You want to win this award, don’t you?”

Bian Yingning blushed: “How did you know?”

Shang Qinghui laughed even brighter, but her words were icy: “With me here, you’ll never win first place.”

Bian Yingning: “You’re asking for it. Close the door, release the system!”

System: “…” Was that necessary?

…

The talent show had three rounds: a preliminary round, followed by semifinals for those who didn’t make the finals, and the rest were eliminated.

Bian Yingning sipped her large cup of milk tea, watching the performances on stage.

Hua Cancan leaned against her, providing live commentary.

“That girl’s legs are okay, but her chest is too small, and her face is not good; she looks a bit mean.”

“That guy is good-looking, but too short.”

“I didn’t expect that gentle-looking girl to have such a smoky voice.”

“Um, that guy is our school’s newly elected school grass. He’s good-looking, but less than three minutes…”

“Pfft—” Bian Yingning sprayed out her milk tea, thankfully not on anyone.

She wiped her mouth: “You can tell how long someone lasts from their singing?”

Hua Cancan looked at her like an alien: “You’re crazy. What are you thinking? My other friend told me.”

“Oh.” Bian Yingning wiped her mouth again, her eyes falling on Shang Qinghui preparing backstage.

She was looking at Bian Yingning too.

After their eyes met, Shang Qinghui raised her hand and gave Bian Yingning the middle finger from afar.

Bian Yingning’s fists clenched: “I’m telling you, you have to win first place this time!”

“If Shang Qinghui wins first place, don’t come see me!”

Bian Yingning was anxious.

Hua Cancan: “…Didn’t you say it’s about participation?”

“Don’t you want to beat Shang Qinghui?” Bian Yingning asked.

“Don’t worry,” Hua Cancan puffed out her chest: “With me here, who is Shang Qinghui?”

“Good, that’s the spirit! Beat her!”

Hua Cancan: “Don’t be so vulgar.”

Bian Yingning: “?”

Yes, Bian Yingning clearly realized she had no talent, so she decided to make things difficult for Hua Cancan instead.

Hua Cancan also came from a prominent family and was skilled in many areas.

She was particularly skilled at the guzheng.

It’s hard to imagine that this seemingly carefree girl with a Western style would play such a classical instrument.

It seemed unbelievable and incongruous.

During the preliminary round, no one gave their all; they just performed what they knew. The judges were two teachers and three senior students.

Most people sang or danced, mostly singing, as it was the easiest and most accessible talent.

Shang Qinghui also sang a song.

But she sang a Spanish song, a light and cheerful one. The lyrics were difficult, but she sang beautifully, with perfect pronunciation and fluency. Even Bian Yingning was impressed.

Sure enough, the most talented, wealthy, and romantic person in the world is the female supporting character.

Shang Qinghui advanced directly to the finals with this song, skipping the semifinals.

Even from a distance, she glanced at Bian Yingning after her performance, seemingly raising an eyebrow.

Bian Yingning patted Hua Cancan’s perky bottom: “Go, don’t lose.”

Hua Cancan: “How’s the feel?”

Bian Yingning: “…Pretty good.” I want to touch it again.

“Senior?” Ji Xiaoxue’s voice came from behind; Bian Yingning’s hand was still on Hua Cancan’s bottom.

They turned around, and Bian Yingning quickly withdrew her hand.

Ji Xiaoxue pretended not to see, but her smile was strained.

“Senior, are you also participating in the competition?”

“No, I’m here with a friend. What about you?”

Ji Xiaoxue subtly glanced at Hua Cancan.

A friend? Senior’s friend is this type?

Big breasts, curvy hips, a slender waist, and a seductive face.

“I didn’t want to come, but my friend asked me to, so I came to join in the fun.”

Ji Xiaoxue also performed a short song, a well-known square dance song, but she sang it with a melancholic and lyrical feel, captivating the audience.

Hua Cancan nodded: “She has great musicality; the song’s arrangement and rhythm are perfect.”

Bian Yingning smiled faintly.

This was probably the female lead’s best talent.

However, to their surprise, Ji Xiaoxue didn’t advance directly to the finals but went to the semifinals.

This was probably because she didn’t use any connections and wasn’t popular; the judges didn’t know who she was.

Hua Cancan, a campus celebrity, received thunderous applause as soon as her name was announced.

She unsurprisingly advanced to the finals.

After the competition, Hua Cancan invited Bian Yingning to dinner, but Bian Yingning wanted to eat in the cafeteria.

“Our teacher told us to study the cafeteria food these days for class.”

Hua Cancan was impatient: “I don’t understand. You’re studying hotel management; you can manage your family’s hotel. Why study cooking?”

“How else will you eat what I cook later?”

For the Bian family’s hotels, catering and accommodation were inseparable.

Hua Cancan bluntly scoffed: “Your cooking? Forget it; I want to live longer.”

After eating in the cafeteria, as Bian Yingning was about to leave, Hua Cancan stopped her.

“There’s a banquet in a few days; come along.”

The original owner disliked such occasions and rarely attended them; most people in the circle didn’t know what Bian Yingning looked like.

Hua Cancan felt that they should expand their social circles for future opportunities.

“What kind of banquet?” Bian Yingning yawned disinterestedly.

“It’s the engagement banquet for the eldest son of the Duanmu family. Just know it’s a social event.”

Hua Cancan didn’t care about the theme; the important thing was the people attending.

Just as Bian Yingning was about to refuse, she heard the system.

[Host, please note, top celebrity Hua Jiangrong tripped over her dress, fall into the male leads arms, causing a scandal, making the female lead jealous and leading to an ambiguous relationship with a junior, resulting in the female lead being banned by the male lead. Please prevent this!]

Bian Yingning: “?”

Are you serious? The female lead will be jealous if she sees the male lead being ambiguous with another woman?

Their relationship doesn’t seem to have progressed that far.

[At this point in the original story, the male and female leads’ relationship has reached this stage.]

The system replied dryly.

Bian Yingning frowned.

Even though she had altered the plot, certain events still needed to happen.

[Task value: 200 points, Task failure: struck by five lightnings]

“Okay, let’s go together then,” Bian Yingning replied to Hua Cancan.

Hua Cancan smiled, suppressing her harsh words: “Good, very sensible.”

Bian Yingning: “…”

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