If there’s one thing Lingzhou always worries about, it’s Xiaoxiao’s life. Her heartless father left a huge debt for her to repay, and Lingzhou is concerned about how she’s managing while working and trying to pay it off.
“By the way, have you seen the latest serialized transmigration novel?” Although it’s morning exercise, most girls are sitting on the lawn chatting, including Lingzhou.
“Yes, in the end, the female protagonist returns to modern times. The ending is quite tragic,” several girls begin talking over each other.
Lingzhou feels rows of black lines hanging over her head. They’re already in college, yet they are still so obsessed with youth novels, especially the recently popular transmigration stories flooding literary websites. Even she, who doesn’t usually like novels, can’t help but read a few.
“Lingzhou, have you read any transmigration articles?” Snow Rong nudges the contemplating Lingzhou, wondering if she will be swept up by this trend.
“Oh, those boring empress and princess stories? I’ve read some,” Lingzhou responds. If it were her, she would definitely try every way to escape those palaces and royal mansions.
“I thought with Lingzhou’s personality, you’d definitely love these stories.”
“Uh, really?” Lingzhou feels the black lines over her head becoming denser. “Why would I definitely like them?”
“Because your personality is just like the female protagonists in transmigration stories!” Snow Rong stares at Lingzhou’s embarrassed face.
“Hehe… some transmigration stories aren’t bad.” Lingzhou struggles to think of any article worth mentioning.
How embarrassing. She doesn’t know if her standards are too high or the authors’ writing is too poor. After reading so many transmigration stories, she can’t recall a single memorable book title.
“╮(╯▽╰)╭” Lingzhou sighs, already at the library.
Unable to stay there any longer, she feels every girl around her…
Fantasizing about transmigrating and marrying an emperor or prince in a melodramatic romance, the others were lost in their daydreams. Meanwhile, Lingzhou quietly slipped away to the library.
[Damn, what nonsense transmigration! If I transmigrate, I’ll throw all those princes into the East Sea to feed the fish!] Lingzhou thinks fiercely in her heart. [But if I could really transmigrate, I wouldn’t have to face their arguments.]
Lingzhou wanders aimlessly between bookshelves, flipping through one book, glancing at another, never settling down to quietly read any.
