Every Day the Villain Continues to Fail
[Quick Transmigration]
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A small package appeared on Chu Lingyi's desk drawer.
The package was neatly wrapped in brown paper, every fold was smoothed to a sharp edge, and a round sticker with a smiling face was affixed. That smile looked so cheap no matter how you looked at it.
Dark circles hung under Chu Lingyi's eyes, and the atmosphere in the entire class was restless, with dark clouds looming silently.
This was the third day since Ruan Yao went missing.
The school had immediately sealed off the news, but as classmates, how could they not know what had happened to Ruan Yao?
A class that was already in a depressed mood because of Yang Xiyu's death was now even more suppressed.
A tall, dark-skinned boy clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the desk, startling the teacher on the podium into a rage: "Xu Qin! Are you trying to rebel during class?"
Xu Qin's Adam's apple bobbed, his face as dark as if it could wring out water: "Teacher, where did Ruan Yao go?"
The teacher was also the kind who only cared about teaching and not much else. These days, unfortunately, their homeroom teacher, Wen Siyan, was also on leave, so how could he deal with this group of young and energetic little rascals?
"Ruan Yao... is sick, his family took him back, he'll be back in a few days." He casually gave a reason that had already been agreed upon, trying to stabilize the restless students.
"Why is he suddenly sick at this time, aren't you lying, teacher?"
"This is already the fourth person, could something happen to Ruan Yao? Yang Xiyu was killed, and I don't know what that pervert will do to Ruan Yao."
The boys whispered and gossiped among themselves.
Seeing that the class was about to be derailed.
The teacher coughed and knocked twice on the podium before forcefully silencing everyone: "Ruan Yao is very safe now, don't think too much, what is the duty of a student? It's to study! What are you all doing now?"
"Anyone who talks again will go out and stand in the corner to write a confession!"
Several bold outlaws at the bottom of the table were typing away with their fingers:
——Damn, I'm so freaking scared, is the princess okay?
——Go to hell, you don't care if the princess is okay.
——Woohoo, if that idiot dares to do anything to the princess, I'll crawl over and tear him to pieces qwq
——Princess Guard, assemble! Report!
Chu Lingyi's hand was hidden under the desk, tearing open the brown paper package.
Inside was actually a burned CD.
"Ruan Yao," two elegant and dignified characters were written in bold ink at the top.
A flash of inspiration suddenly crossed Chu Lingyi's mind. He flipped through a pile of chemistry papers and randomly pulled out a graded paper.
The red ink marks on the snow-white paper were particularly obvious.
It was clearly the same handwriting.
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A one-yuan coin clinked onto the coffee table.
Wen Siyan lowered his head and said softly to Ruan Yao, "Yaoyao, it's not good to be fickle."
He covered the coin with one hand, and the pale veins on the back of his hand floated, looking more like a sculpture under the light, cold and seemingly without temperature.
"Let it decide." Wen Siyan curved his narrow phoenix eyes, squeezed the coin back into his palm, and waved it in front of Ruan Yao as if doing a magic trick.
"The words are Lin Xuan, the flower is Chu Lingyi, Yaoyao, do you want to do it yourself, or should I?"
Ruan Yao didn't want to reach out, and hid his fingers in the curled-up hollow of his knees.
Wen Siyan shook his head as if he couldn't help it, and said, "If Yaoyao hates both of them, the teacher can't help but be a little more hard-working."
Ruan Yao didn't speak, he was afraid of Wen Siyan's intimacy, and desperately looked away.
"System, don't we have any skills that can directly punish this bad guy?" The little person in Ruan Yao's consciousness sea had teary eyes.
The system handed Ruan Yao a handkerchief, and even the mechanical voice was wavering with guilt: "Our permissions haven't reached the level to activate large-scale lethal skills yet."
"And even if I unseal the ban for you, according to your Yaozu lineage, you don't have any skills that are powerful enough to kill people." The system said in a small, embarrassed voice.
Ruan Yao paused, so wronged that he couldn't even wipe away his tears.
Knowing that I'm weak, thank you for ruining the atmosphere.
"Then we can only outsmart him." Ruan Yao clenched his fist.
The system fully believed in its host and circled around Ruan Yao's conscious little person with high spirits: "Come on, come on, the host is the best!"
"You're lying to me, aren't you?" Ruan Yao turned his face away, he tried his best to calm down, his slightly trembling eyelashes drooped obediently, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke, with a trace of fear after it subsided.
He looked too obedient.
It was completely different from the first time Wen Siyan saw him.
The arrogant boy who sat lazily on the abandoned desk, gorgeous and dangerous, was completely the opposite of the porcelain doll in the window.
If Ruan Yao knew his heart, he might even thank him, because this was the first human besides the system who affirmed his acting skills so much.
Wen Siyan's smile remained unchanged: "Why would Yaoyao say that?"
It would be even better if he could always be so obedient.
Ruan Yao was timid, and when facing a perverted murderer, his eyes were already red from fright, but he still tried to suppress his small, cat-like whimpers: "You've already killed Yang Xiyu, why should I believe you?"
Wen Siyan sighed: "I told you Yang Xiyu wasn't a good person."
He's not a good person, but he's definitely better than you.
Ruan Yao obviously didn't believe it, he hugged his knees and curled himself into a small ball, a posture that was very resistant to being approached by others.
Wen Siyan quickly pulled out a few photos without stopping.
Ruan Yao was startled.
Those were pictures of him showering. Through a soft, gauze-like mist, the boy's warm, jade-like body was vaguely visible in the water curtain, as if deliberately tempting the viewer on the other side of the lens.
"Even if he took this kind of picture, is he a good person?"
"Thinking about just gouging out his eyes is a bit unsatisfactory, so let him die." Wen Siyan said in a very gentle tone.
"These photos almost leaked to the black market."
If these photos were seen by others, Ruan Yao would be finished.
As the bright and sunny young master of the Ruan family, he was stupid enough to be photographed like this.
Dad would be disappointed in him too.
Ruan Yao's fingers almost scratched his thigh raw, his face turned pale, making the finger marks that Wen Siyan had pinched red even more vivid.
"How could he do something like this?" Ruan Yao was like a small robot missing parts, his eyes blinked very slowly one by one, and his furrowed brows revealed a look of pain.
The coin was sandwiched between Wen Siyan's slender fingers, and he had a seductive smile: "Who knows what dirty things these two guys did behind the scenes, Yaoyao, hurry up and choose."
Ruan Yao didn't dare to look at the pictures, lowered his eyes, and looked very weak: "Please, delete them."
Wen Siyan placed the coin in Ruan Yao's slightly trembling palm, and the coin still carried Wen Siyan's body temperature.
Ruan Yao looked down at the coin in his palm.
He frantically called the system in his heart: "System, what should I do, what should I do!"
"As a vicious villain, at this time, in order to protect yourself, you should betray others, and the targets of betrayal are usually the male protagonist or the female protagonist" The system held a 'Villain Basic Knowledge Encyclopedia', "I think although we are cannon fodder, we are at least weighty cannon fodder, it's good to look at the villain BOSS professional books"
"According to the convention, after the male protagonist is saved, our disgust value will directly reach the full score, and we will achieve the 'deserving of punishment' achievement."
"This achievement is ranked silver in the evaluation, and you can exchange it for one million points. We're going to get rich!"
Yay!
Ruan Yao frowned seriously and thought for a moment, feeling that what the system said made sense.
"But..." Ruan Yao looked at the screen where the image had returned to being a surveillance video.
If it weren't for the current situation, Wen Siyan was truly a man who could be called a gentleman.
Ruan Yao hesitated to make a choice because of his fear, so he waited for him to make a decision with a smile, as if this man had endless patience.
Taking a deep breath, Ruan Yao forced himself to look at Wen Siyan, and a gorgeous arc appeared at the corner of his crimson lips: "Didn't you choose for me long ago?"
The young master raised his chin, his light-colored pupils as arrogant as a cat's: "Then why are you still pretending?"
The screen only showed Chu Lingyi's clear and cold face.
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Chu Lingyi inserted the disc into the converter.
He wanted to know what had happened to Ruan Yao in the backstage of the reunion party that day.
The footage was recorded very clearly, and it happened to be the exact part that was hacked in the monitoring room.
Chu Lingyi flipped through the video frame by frame, afraid that he might miss any clues.
The footage showed that it was around 7 pm that day, just when Ruan Yao had finished his performance and returned backstage.
The boy, wearing a complicated dance costume, ran from behind the stage, seemingly in a hurry to change clothes.
But he was stopped by a backstage worker wearing a baseball cap.
The worker looked tall, probably two heads taller than Ruan Yao, very thin, and his exposed skin was as white as a dead person.
Ruan Yao talked to him without any defense, politely accepting the water cup that the worker handed over.
The worker leaned familiarly into Ruan Yao's ear and spoke, looking as intimate as a lover who had been together for a long time. Chu Lingyi silently clenched his fist on the other side of the lens.
He didn't know what this bastard said to Ruan Yao, but soon the boy's delicate face showed a panicked expression. Chu Lingyi guessed that Ruan Yao probably realized something was wrong. He wanted to run, but he couldn't run a few steps before the drug took effect.
Ruan Yao fainted in the worker's arms.
The worker held Ruan Yao in one arm and raised his hat with the other hand, facing the camera.
Under the baseball cap was Wen Siyan's gentle and kind smile.
He winked at the camera and said a word silently and provocatively.
"He's mine, little brat"