Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

? The system gloats: [Please believe that the system draws the interface randomly. 】

Ye Chuijin looked at the person in the mirror and touched his chin after a long while.

Seeing that she didn't collapse, the system felt a little weird.

In order to remind her of her current situation, the system deliberately said: [Please don't be discouraged by the host, although you look ugly, you can think of being more beautiful. 】

Ye Chuijin looked surprised: [Who am I discouraged? 】

The system thinks about her previous narcissistic appearance, cheerfully: [It's okay, you can talk to me whatever you want, I won't laugh at you. 】

Ye Chuijin looked at it inexplicably: [You got the virus again? 】

system:【……? ? ? 】

Ye Chuijin continued: [It doesn't matter what I look like, it's not me who can see my appearance anyway. 】

She turned the mirror over and put it on the book, and then touched her face in fascination: [Oh, look at my skin, oh look at my face! Ah, this is the trouble of the heartthrob! 】

The system looked at her pretentious appearance, and for a moment even forgot to talk.

On the surface of this interface, Ye Chuijin is an ordinary junior high school girl named Luo Jingjing.

She looks mediocre, her face is a little dirty, she wears black-rimmed glasses, her hair is thick and greasy, and she has a fat body, like a short winter melon. She is always bullied by her classmates.

Especially not long ago, someone asked her to send a letter to the school in order to tease her, but she was seen by the school's wife.

The school’s Taimei is a loyal supporter of the school grass. Seeing her dared to send a letter to the school grass, she came to find fault.

The original owner was still guilty, still stuttering, didn't dare to be bullied, and lived a poor life at the bottom.

——Of course, this is only on the surface.

After the morning reading, the academic committee came over with a smile and put the statistics table in her hand on her desk.

"Jingjing, I have something recently. I don't have time to count the number of applicants in our class. Please help me count."

Recently, there was a speech contest in the school, and the school leaders forced five people to participate in each class.

Their class is the top class of the school. Everyone has good academic performance, but they are not interested in participating in activities.

Especially now in the third year of high school, who still has the mood to participate in any speech contest?

This kind of statistics is thankless and offensive.

However, this is not the first time that the original owner has been pushed into such a bad thing. At this time, Ye Chuijin pushed his glasses, bit his lip, and wanted to refuse: "I'm also, too..."

"Oh, if you don't deny me, you will take it as you agree."

After that, the student committee smiled and turned around and left with the friends around him. He could still vaguely hear them laughing at her, making mocking laughter from time to time.

Ye Chuijin lowered his head and picked up the registration form.

The tablemate next to him saw this scene, took a breath and spit it out, reached out and took a table, filled in his own information, and handed it to her.

"Here." With a helpless look on her face: "You really have to learn to reject them in the future, or they will go too far again and again!"

Holding the registration form in his hand, Ye Chuijin's eyes flickered, and he looked like he nodded eagerly.

The name of the tablemate is Xu Zhouzhou, probably because they are all names in ABB format, so they take good care of the original owner, who is a rare friend of the original owner on campus.

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