Transmigrated into a cannon folder system

"Ouch." Her eyes welled up with tears as she rubbed her head. "Where did that come from?"

Looking down at the book that had fallen onto her lap, her eyes widened in surprise.

It was the same book she had been holding in that artificial space before she transmigrated.

"Does this mean I get a cheat?" she mused. Without wasting any time, she immediately began to read.

The book was about 300 pages long, and by the time Shen Waqing finished it, it was already 2 a.m in the morning.

With red eyes, she shut the book and drew in a deep breath.

"Ahhh..." Then she let out a loud scream, startling the poor bird perched just outside the window.

It cawed twice in dissatisfaction before flying away in a fury.

Meanwhile, Shen Waqing was raging internally. What kind of book is this?

It made absolutely no sense. Where was the common sense when the characters needed it?

She was supposed to fix Yuwei's regret, but Shen Waqing truly didn't know where to begin.

To be honest, Yuwei's life had ended terribly in the novel.

She became a drug addict and died while walking on the street when a brick fell from a construction site and hit her on the head.

"Even if the author wanted her dead, couldn't they have put a bit more effort into it? What kind of half-assed death is that?" Shen Waqing grumbled to herself.

Still, she calmed down and started trying to put things in order.

First of all, the novel began after the female lead returned. As a typical cannon fodder, Yuwei disliked her and saw her as a threat.

Because of her inferiority complex, she believed her parents would abandon her after finding their real daughter—the protagonist.

The protagonist, Pei Ruxue, of course, was kind, loving, and polite to everyone.

Typical.

Her parents were rich, so she attended the best school in the city. After transferring, the protagonist ended up in the same class as Yuwei.

Yuwei mostly ignored her or treated her like air, but with Shi Mei's incitement, she started to bully Pei Ruxue and set her up.

She framed and accused her of stealing at school, which damaged Pei Ruxue's reputation.

But as the protagonist, Pei Ruxue always had someone come to her rescue, so no real damage was done. That person was the male lead, who also happened to be Yuwei's crush.

Now a peach blossom debt is involved.

The male lead was from an influential family and was also the school's "school grass." He fell for the protagonist at first sight.

Seeing this, Yuwei followed Shi Mei's idea and drugged the protagonist's drink at a party.

The male lead, Chen Siyuan, arrived just in time to save her, and Yuwei's actions were exposed.

Wei had only wanted to teach her a lesson, but it turned out the drug Shi Mei gave her was not an ordinary one—it could lead to severe addiction. Yuwei was arrested and imprisoned. After that, her parents disowned her.

After serving three years in prison, she was released with nowhere to go. She wandered aimlessly until that fateful day when a falling brick ended her life.

But of course, her life was just a small subplot in the grand story. The protagonist still had many hurdles to overcome before finding happiness, and there were even bigger villains to face. But Shen Waqing didn't care about any of that.

All she needed to do was resolve Wei's regret.

"What exactly is her regret?" she murmured, lowering her eyelashes thoughtfully as she stared down at the book.

Shen Waqing hadn't arrived too late, but she wasn't early either. She was at the point in the story where Yuwei had already accused the protagonist of stealing a teacher's watch.

It seemed the relationship couldn't be mended.

A gentle breeze blew in from the open window, lifting her bangs and spilling them in front of her eyes.

Shen Waqing brushed them aside once more.

Her lips pursed into a frown. Too long.

She normally maintained a short bob, but Wei's hair reached past her waist with cute bangs at the front.

It was truly uncomfortable, constantly blocking her vision.

I'll have to find time to trim it, she thought, yawning.

Yuwei's room was big—just like the rest of the apartment—with a king-size bed, a huge closet on one side, and the bathroom opposite.

The walls were a mix of light pink and pale rose, with various cute decorations hanging in every corner of the room.

All pink.

Although she wasn't a big fan of the color, Shen Waqing didn't mind—it did look nice.

After taking a bath, she subconsciously hugged the pink rabbit plush next to her and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Shen Waqing's biological clock woke her up at six.

Her eyes were heavy, and deep eye bags were visible beneath them.

Eight hours of sleep was necessary for her regular reset, and the minimum was six. So, with less than four hours of rest, her mood was understandably low.

Tying her hair up, she got off the bed and began preparing for school.

Back in her world, Shen Waqing had already taken her college entrance exams before the incident, so it felt strange to return to high school.

Standing in front of the mirror, her gaze slowly lost focus as she stared at her reflection.

The face staring back at her was round and fair, with two black eyes, a button nose, and pale, peach-colored lips. When she smiled, her eyes curved into crescent moons, twinkling with delight.

It wasn't overly striking, but it was very pretty.

Snapping out of her thoughts, she picked up the final piece of her uniform. After knotting the tie around her neck, she grabbed her navy blue blazer and school bag, then headed to the kitchen.

Yuwei didn't cook at home and normally ordered takeout, so there wasn't much in the fridge.

There was a pack of boba and some fruit.

With no better options, she tossed three boba packs into her bag and grabbed an apple before heading out.

The area where her apartment was located was beautiful and bathed in morning sunlight. Just across the street was a park, a pleasant sight for early joggers.

Shen Waqing slowly sipped on a boba drink through a straw as she took the short walk to school.

Stores were just opening, and the breeze carried the scent of freshly steamed buns. She also picked up hints of pancakes and other morning snacks designed to lure in school kids during the morning rush.

The route Yuwei usually took was behind the school, requiring a small detour through an alley to reach the front gate.

As she passed through, she noticed a group of boys standing in a corner. One leaned against the wall, another squatted while eating from a paper bag, and three more stood chatting.

They looked vaguely familiar, but she averted her gaze.

Minding her own business, she continued walking—until one of the boys suddenly jumped in front of her, forcing her to stop.

"Where do you think you're going? Not even going to say hello?" he grinned wildly. He wore the school uniform trousers but had on a blue t-shirt.

No matter how Shen Waqing looked at him, he didn't seem like someone with good intentions.

She frowned and took a step back. "What do you want?"

"The boss wants to talk to you," he said, jerking his chin toward the group behind him.

Shen Waqing's brow furrowed. "I don't have time. I'm late for class."

"Why? I think you've got plenty of time," he replied, narrowing his eyes, clearly seeing through her excuse.

Shen Waqing really didn't want to go. She was clearly outnumbered, and judging by their appearance, none of them seemed like good students.

Did something like this happen to Wei in the book? She racked her brain, trying to remember a way out.

Finally, she recalled that this part of the book only vaguely mentioned Wei having a minor accident on her way to school that caused her to miss class.

No details had been written.

Shen Waqing's desire to meet the scumbag author increased dramatically.

Just then, the boy in front of her grabbed her wrist.

She jerked back instinctively, and he smirked.

"Scared?"

"Let go of me," Shen Waqing said, her eyes turning cold as she tried to yank her hand free.

The boys behind her laughed, and the one who'd been leaning on the wall—holding a cigarette—started walking toward her.

He was tall and bulky, not looking like a student at all. He wasn't wearing a school uniform, and the buttons on his shirt were carelessly undone. His hair looked like he'd rolled in a bird's nest, reminding her of a pumpkin.

When he reached her, he exhaled a mouthful of smoke and grinned.

"What, baby? Not happy to see me?"

Shen Waqing coughed, her lungs tightening in her chest as she backed away from the foul smoke.

"What do you want?"

From Wei's memory, she recognized the pumpkin-headed boy as Zhou Liangchen, a senior at her school who had pursued her and been rejected.

Was he trying to get revenge?

Shen Waqing's eyes were red from the smoke, and tears quickly welled up.

Seeing this, Zhou Liangchen laughed. "I told you you'd fall into my hands sooner or later, didn't I?"

"What do you plan to do? Holding me against my will is assault. Let me go, or I'll call the police," she said, building a façade of confidence to mask her nervousness.

"Hahaha… Isn't she cute?" Pumpkin Head chuckled, grabbing her chin. "You should be more worried about now. Can the police save you? And what evidence do you have?"

Shen Waqing glanced around. The area was completely deserted, and there wasn't a surveillance camera in sight.

I'm in big trouble. Her palms began to sweat.

Without a second thought, Shen Waqing spun around and sank her teeth into the wrist of the boy holding her.

He let out a high-pitched scream, startling the whole group, and instantly let go.

Next, she kicked Pumpkin Head right between the knees.

"You bitch!" His face turned blue as he stumbled, gasping in pain.

Shen Waqing didn't look back. She took off at full speed.

Footsteps thundered behind her. She hadn't gotten far when they caught up.

"You really have guts!!" an angry voice yelled beside her as a hand reached for her bag.

Shen Waqing swiftly shrugged both arms out of the bag. Her hair, previously tied up, fell loose.

In a moment of distraction, her foot hit a stone, and she fell, scraping her knees.

Her heart pounded. Her face was slick with sweat.

I'm doomed.

"Not running anymore?" the guy sneered, malice gleaming in his eyes. He swooped down, hands reaching for her hair.

Panicked, Shen Waqing kicked at him, but he caught her ankle just in time and laughed pervertedly as he tried to lift it higher.

She immediately lashed out with her other leg—but just then, someone grabbed the pervert's shoulder and flung him off her.

Shen Waqing collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

"Xiao Zhan! What do you think you're doing, sticking your nose where it doesn't belong?" a familiar voice barked from behind a tall figure now standing protectively in front of her.

She could only make out Zhou Liangchen's furious roar.