Chapter 2

Whatever, since I’m already here.

I’ll just be a good person; surely I don’t have to participate in this plot.

Having just transmigrated, my head felt heavy. Recalling the plot, I actually felt a surge of hateful, frantic negative emotions.

It seems the original owner’s consciousness hasn’t completely dissipated yet.

I closed my eyes and silently said in my heart: Yang Zheng, though I don’t know why you’ve dissipated, I’m in charge of this body now.

I’ll live a good life and won’t mess around with your body, so rest assured.

The dizzy, heavy feeling gradually subsided.

That day, at school registration,

From a distance, I saw a girl talking on the phone downstairs by the dorms, and I froze.

Thick, blunt bangs, black-rimmed glasses, and a sporty casual outfit.

Next to her feet was a urea woven bag.

Isn’t that the female lead, pretending to be poor and low-key?

I felt a slight sense of unease.

In the original plot, Yang Zheng first met the female lead downstairs at the dorms. She was wearing high heels to look good, which made moving luggage inconvenient.

So she imperiously ordered the female lead to help her move her luggage, even calling it “mutual help among classmates.”

She perfectly fulfilled the villainess’s hate-inducing mission objective.

But after I registered…

To avoid this conflict, I deliberately sat in a milk tea shop for two hours before coming over.

How could I still run into her?

Never mind, don’t panic!

As long as I don’t provoke her, nothing else will happen.

Adjusting my mindset, I pulled my luggage and walked past Yang Qi without looking sideways.

「Classmate,」Yang Qi called out to me, her gaze carrying an unclear scrutiny,「Are you also in this building?」

I simply nodded at her.

Yang Zheng’s residual consciousness in my body instantly surged, waves of unwillingness and venom crashing in my mind.

「Hey! You there, see all this stuff of mine? Do you even know what ‘friendly mutual help’ means?」

As the words left my mouth, I was startled to realize they came from *my* mouth.

What’s going on!

「What do you want?」Li Xuefang looked at me defiantly. She was also in our dorm, and when Yang Zheng pretended to be rich,

she was a devoted little minion, often joining in to bully Yang Qi.

「What do *you* think ‘friendly mutual help’ means?」Yang Qi frowned, her expression displeased.

As soon as Yang Qi spoke, my mouth once again moved uncontrollably, and I said fiercely,「What? Of course, I’m telling you two to…」

I bit my tongue hard, then with difficulty shifted my gaze to Li Xuefang:「Of course, I’m telling you two to split some of your luggage with me and carry it up together.」

After saying that, I quickly dropped half of my own luggage, grabbed my suitcase with one hand, and the female lead’s woven bag with the other, then dashed upstairs.

Li Xuefang paused, then burst out,「Hahaha, you’re so funny! We’re both on the fifth floor, what floor are you on?」

「Fifth floor, 508.」

「What a coincidence, we’re in the same dorm!」

I rushed to the fifth-floor dorm in one breath, dumped the luggage, rubbed my face hard, feeling a bit dazed.

Yang Zheng hadn’t even met Yang Qi, and she was gone, yet her lingering consciousness could still have such strong emotions? How?