Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 455 - 12: Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die (12)

Chapter 455: Chapter 12: Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die (12)

"Jiang Lai, you’re so indifferent."

Even Little Buding couldn’t help but complain.

Jiang Lai was unfazed.

"You can date someone; it doesn’t interfere, right? Isn’t it because you like good-looking people? Shen Weizhou is quite handsome."

After all, he fits Little Buding’s aesthetic.

He looks like a beautiful boy straight out of a comic, and most importantly, his family is very wealthy. Being with him could make Jiang Lai struggle less for decades.

Back then, shouldn’t Jiang Lai have easily captured him?

Why is she so rigid this time?

"Where do you get so much nonsense? Not liking is just not liking, should I sacrifice beauty?"

Previously, Jiang Lai was willing to sacrifice because she liked it. She would never wrong herself.

Little Buding stopped speaking.

A studious Jiang Lai was so cool and cold, far less interesting than before.

Sigh, when will this world end? Can those in charge stop giving Jiang Lai tasks like studying hard and aspiring every day?

Really boring.

Shen Weizhou ran into a wall, lowered his head, and walked back feeling dejected. He saw his buddy Tang Song also walking over helplessly, holding a bottle of water that hadn’t been given away.

"Sigh, the goddess is too popular; all those people from the first class of science are around her, can’t get in at all."

"Oh."

"What’s wrong with you? Looking listless? What did you say to Jiang Lai?"

Shen Weizhou squatted down and sighed.

"Do you think girls tend to say irrational things when they’re tired?"

Tang Song hesitated for a moment.

"I don’t think Jiang Lai looked very tired; she left the goddess way behind. I’ll tell you, buddy, a girl like Jiang Lai who’s so thoughtful is not suitable for you."

Shen Weizhou looked grim.

"Then what kind is suitable for me?"

"Beautiful but brainless ones, be careful of the billion-dollar inheritance your dad leaves for you."

Shen Weizhou punched Tang Song on the shoulder.

"You’re the one that’s talking too much!"

——

Qiao Chuweng was surrounded by a group of people, most of whom were comforting her. After all, it’s just a sports meet; although it can bring some collective sense of honor to the class, the final results are definitely more important.

"Second place is already good enough; your grades are great, and you’re the student council president managing so many things every day. If I were you, I wouldn’t even participate in the sports meet, truly exhausting."

"Indeed, you’re not like those from the art class who don’t have to study every day; getting second place in our class is already very impressive!"

Qiao Chuweng listened to these praises and comforts, with not much disappointment on her face. After stabilizing her breath, she smiled at everyone.

"I’m fine; first place is truly amazing, feels even better than professional athletes, might bring more honors to our school in the future."

Jiang Lai, who was first place, was squatting lazily under the shade of a tree. Feeling the gaze from not far away from the science class gang, she calmly took a sip of water.

"What’s the use of being able to run, you’re so tired from studying you definitely can’t perform your real skills. Look at her triumphant look; anyone who doesn’t know might think she got accepted into college early just for running first."

Liang Pei disliked those flamboyant girls from the art class the most, ignoring school rules and doing makeup and hair was one thing, but laughing and chatting in groups all day was not the behavior a student should have.

What’s the point of running fast, once out in society is she going to drive a rickshaw?

Thinking of this, Liang Pei’s mood improved a lot, looking at Jiang Lai with more contempt, but outwardly had to maintain the calm attitude of the top science class, can’t let others notice the existence of Jiang Lai, the underachiever, bothers her.

"We’ll definitely beat them in the next mixed relay race."

Qiao Chuweng took small sips of water, suppressing some anger in her heart slowly.

She initially wanted to crush Jiang Lai completely in all aspects, making her understand the pain of being inferior in every respect, thus compensating for the unfair torment Jiang Ci suffered all these years.

Starting off badly, Jiang Lai hid this deep, is she just waiting to defeat herself in front of everyone?

Such heavy thoughts.

If that’s the case, then she won’t be polite afterwards either.

Some people without self-awareness need to be made clear; scum is just scum, such people will surely be hidden criminals bullying others in society. Rather than let her continue making mistakes, she should be completely reformed while she’s still at school.

The relay race was set to start in two hours, during which Jiang Lai kept hiding behind the observation stand, wearing noise-cancelling headphones studying a math problem.

The dim arch below was very cool, Jiang Lai tucked herself further inside, suddenly bumping her back against something. Turning around, she found it was someone lying asleep.

That person was woken up, frowned, sat up, and looked back. Upon seeing who it was, he frowned tiredly and sighed.

"Who allowed you to get this close to me?"

"It’s cooler here, I’m not bothering you."

Jiang Ci frowned, not wanting to argue with Jiang Lai in such a place, he stood up to leave, but accidentally kicked the heavy book on the ground.

He looked down; it was a professional training booklet for the high school physics competition.

He looked at the notebook Jiang Lai was holding, densely packed with calculation formulas. Jiang Ci quickly recognized it was the final math problem from the last monthly exam.

Judging from a quick glance at the formulas, Jiang Lai’s approach was correct. As long as this formula is derived, she could score at least twelve points on the last eighteen-point problem.

But this problem was clearly meant to differentiate top students; even in the science elite class, few could derive this formula, why could Jiang Lai derive it?

This problem was a teacher’s self-written question, the answer shouldn’t be found online.

"You figured this problem out yourself?"

"Yeah, any problem?"

Jiang Ci took a few extra glances at Jiang Lai, recalling her immersed in learning under surveillance. At this moment, he didn’t doubt the truth of Jiang Lai’s words at all, after all, if she really studied so diligently every night, deriving this formula was not impossible.

"Heh..."

He chuckled.

Interesting, someone like Jiang Lai being forced like this, he really wondered, everything’s just starting, what will she do next?

"Jiang Ci, did anyone tell you those words are written all over your face?"

Jiang Ci looked at her sternly, listening to Jiang Lai speak leisurely.

"When you’re scheming against others, shouldn’t you control your expression?"

"I’m scheming against you? Jiang Lai, are you worthy?"

Jiang Lai raised an eyebrow, showing a somewhat familiar stubbornness to Jiang Ci.

"Who are you showing off to? I despise the arrogance flowing from your eyes every moment, as if everyone is just an ant you can crush anytime. This look hasn’t stopped since I first came to your house.

Jiang Ci, what are you really arrogant about?"

Even the original host could sense Jiang Ci’s contempt and disdain towards her.