"An orphan girl picked up from a fringe galaxy... dares to say she's worthy?!"
She suddenly chuckled softly, her voice hoarse as if it had been sanded.
She was unwilling to accept it!
How could she accept this?!
She suddenly raised her foot and kicked the wall hard. The metal wall dented, and she felt a sharp pain in the toe of her shoe, but she seemed not to feel it and kicked it a second and a third time.
"Damn it! Damn it! They all deserve to die!!"
Her voice gradually changed from a low growl through gritted teeth to a hysterical scream, echoing in the empty corridor.
She should have had a better life after being reborn, but now everything is ruined!
But now, she's going to leave the main planet like a stray dog, slinking away in disgrace?
But she really didn't want to be locked up on that planet by Helan Yuan again!
She really... had no way out.
Ai Qingyan stood in the corridor of the school administration office, her fingertips digging deeply into her palms. She stared at the computer on the road, which had already approved her transfer application and told her to go to the school administration office to find the machine to complete the verification. Her lips formed a stiff line.
What a disgrace! It's an absolute disgrace!
She took a deep breath, forced herself to lift her chin, maintained her last shred of dignity, and pushed open the door to the school administration office.
The room was bathed in cold, white light, and the mechanical clerk's voice was devoid of emotion: "Transfer application confirmed. Please sign the consent form."
Ai Qingyan's fingertips hovered over the holographic screen, trembling slightly. She stared at the screen, not moving for a long time.
Just then, a male voice came from beside her: "Miss, do you need any help?"
She turned her head sharply and met a pair of amber eyes.
The boy was wearing a neat school uniform, with slightly curly black hair and gentle features, looking very harmless.
Seeing that she didn't answer, he spoke very softly, as if afraid of disturbing her.
Ai Qingyan's guard went up instantly.
"Who are you?"
Her voice was as cold as ice.
"My name is Yuan Mao, and I am from the Department of Bioengineering."
The boy withdrew his hand, unperturbed by her hostility, and pointed to the transfer confirmation on his machine.
Ai Qingyan's gaze swept over his confirmation form, which read, "For personal reasons, I voluntarily transferred to the affiliated college."
She relaxed slightly; they weren't there to laugh at her, but rather to see someone equally pathetic and miserable.
She suddenly twitched the corners of her mouth and signed her name on the document.
"My name is Ai Qingyan. I experienced bullying at school as soon as I enrolled and was forced to transfer. What about you?"
Her tone was aggrieved.
Yuan Mao didn't reply, but silently signed his documents and turned to leave.
Seeing that this boy was attending the same school as her, Ai Qingyan suddenly called out to him, "Wait."
She looked him up and down. He was aloof and, although not as handsome as the men she knew, his manners were impeccable. Perhaps he would be useful.
"Shall we go together?"
"Anyway, we're going to the same college, so we're going the same way."
She curled her lips into a smile.
"Sure."
Yuan Mao turned to look at her, his dark eyes unfathomable, a smile playing on his lips, waiting for her to speak.
Along the way, Ai Qingyan roughly learned the real reason why Yuan Mao transferred schools.
It turned out that he had been studying there for half a year, but because a powerful girl in the academy kept harassing him and even threatened him with his mother, Yuan Mao had no choice but to take his mother away from the main star.
Having been forced to leave the main star as well, Ai Qingyan immediately empathized with Yuan Mao and became more affectionate towards him.
But Ai Qingyan's father had just been arrested, and with her arrogant personality and lack of connections, she hadn't even been on the academy forum, so why would she bother to check the truth of what this man said?
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