Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

Achieving fluency in English is not as simple as Ji Chaoxi imagined.

She would go to the park every morning to practice English loudly, and Gao Lin would teach her in the evenings.

However, her English pronunciation was still subtly criticized by the teacher during her professional classes.

This left Ji Chaoxi feeling extremely frustrated.

Everyone else is doing very well, so why can't she do it like them?

She secretly hid in the grove and cried, but after she finished crying, she went back to the park to practice.

She practiced the pronunciation techniques the teacher taught in class today until her jaw ached and her tongue was sore from biting it.

She looked at her own grimacing reflection in the pond, then glanced at the other people around her.

Everyone else practices the same way. No one cares whether other people's mouths look strange or not; they only care whether their pronunciation is standard enough.

The school provides a stipend of about fifteen yuan per month, which is enough for Ji Chaoxi to eat in the cafeteria for a month, and she can eat very well every meal.

Ji Chaoxi then realized just how extravagant the money Qin Du had given her was.

Gao Lin is going to buy clothes this week, and Ji Chaoxi is going with her. She wants to buy some things to take back and send a letter.

"Men usually buy their clothes here." Gao Lin led Ji Chaoxi to a clothing store.

Ji Chaoxi looked at the clothes with a headache. How was she supposed to choose? She had never bought clothes for a boy before.

The sales clerk noticed Ji Chaoxi's predicament: "Who is this for? Do you know their height?"

Ji Chaoxi thought for a moment and gestured: "I'm roughly at his chest level."

Do you know your weight?

Ji Chaoxi tried to demonstrate again.

Gao Lin smiled at her expression and asked, "Who are you buying this for?"

Ji Chaoxi's face immediately turned red: "Buy it for my brother."

elder brother?

Gao Lin raised an eyebrow. He probably wasn't her biological brother.

Ji Chaoxi bought Qin Du a dark-colored pure wool turtleneck sweater made in Shanghai and a pair of work shoes. It's still quite cold at home, so he'll definitely be able to wear the sweater.

She also bought Ji Zhuxin a wool sweater and a trench coat. Ji Chaoxi knew that her sister loved beauty, so she also bought some polyester fabric and several silk scarves.

After buying all that, Ji Chaoxi hurried back to her dorm to write a letter. She had so much to say to them.

She lay on the table, thinking intently.

Sis, how have you been lately? I'm doing great at school, don't worry. Shanghai is much warmer than home, I'm wearing lots of layers so I won't catch a cold. The food at school is delicious, and my roommates are really nice to me. They've been helping me with my English and even took me shopping for clothes.

I'm studying hard and trying my best every day, but I miss you a little. I think about you when I eat, and I think about you when I buy clothes. Sister, you must take good care of yourself.

Sister, you don't need to send me money anymore. The school gives me fifteen yuan every month, saying that Xinniu Village is very poor and our family has too few able-bodied workers. The money you and Brother Qindu give me is enough for me to live on for a very long time.

I sent you some things back. Do you like them, sis? I think you will.

As she wrote, Ji Chaoxi couldn't help but tear up.

If her sister were here, she wouldn't be afraid of anything.

The people in the dormitory were chatting, and when they saw Ji Chaoxi writing a letter, they didn't disturb her.

When writing the letter to Qin Du, Ji Chaoxi hesitated for a long time before putting pen to paper.

I dreamt a few days ago that you went hunting in the mountains and were badly injured. I woke up in a fright and secretly cried for a long time. Brother Qin Du, please don't get hurt again, okay?

Ji Chaoxi sniffed, and her eyes reddened at the thought of Qin Du covered in blood in her dream.

I was criticized by my teacher because my pronunciation wasn't good enough, but I've tried my best. I practice every day, and my roommate even helps me practice, but I still haven't made much progress. Actually, my English is really bad.

English is so hard! My mouth hurts so much from practicing every day. Brother Qin Du, I wish you were here with me. I went shopping with my classmates and spent some of the money you gave me.

Ji Chaoxi took out the accounting paper from that time and wrote it down in the letter.

[Brother Qin Du, did you see the gift I sent you? Did you like it? I sent you a photo; I took it with my classmates, and the stylist put something on my face and lips. And one last thing, please give my regards to Aunt Qin.]

Qi Zhenzhen lay on the bed, watching Ji Chaoxi blush as she wrote the letter, and shook her head with a tsk tsk.

I never expected this country bumpkin to have this side to him; he usually acts like a complete idiot.

Ji Chaoxi carefully placed the letter in the envelope.

Qi Zhenzhen joked, "Oh, you've finished talking to your sweetheart?"

Ji Chaoxi knew that Qi Zhenzhen was deliberately teasing her, so she didn't want to talk to her and just kept her head down, pretending to be busy.

Qi Zhenzhen looked at her red ears and sighed, "She was so good-tempered at first, agreeing to everything you said, but now she has such a bad temper."

She began to miss the silly boy she used to bully.

During the time Ji Chaoxi was away, Xinniu Village underwent significant changes.

A while ago, Qin Du was ambushed by several local thugs on his way to the black market. They not only wanted to rob him of his money, but also wanted to cripple his hands.

The two sides immediately started fighting. Although Qin Du managed to get his goods back, he was stabbed in the back and was seriously injured. Fortunately, he also killed a few people, so it wasn't a complete loss.

Looking at Qin Du's injuries, Qin's mother's eyes grew increasingly disappointed. She knew that Qin Du could never go back to the past.

But the others in the black market didn't have Qin Du's ruthlessness. When the local thugs came to steal their goods, they only dared to stand by and let them take what they wanted, praying that they would be left with some.

Almost all the local thugs in the black market knew Qin Du and dared not touch his goods. It was at this time that those local thugs who had been beaten and driven away by him said they were willing to follow him.

"Brother, I'm definitely useful. I know almost all the hunters in the mountains. If you want their goods, I can get them for you." The man fawned over Qin Du.

The others also bowed and nodded.

Qin Du ignored them and focused on selling his own goods.

The next day, the man delivered a large bag of goods to Qin Du and offered him an extremely low price.

Qin Du finally nodded.

These men all had some physical defects: one was missing a few fingers, one had no fingers on his left hand, and another was missing half an ear.

And what they need Qin Du to do is obvious.

They wanted Qin Du to protect them; as discarded pawns, nothing was more important than their lives.

Honestly, when they watched Qin Du fight that time, they really felt like he wasn't a real person.

Several men surrounded him, repeatedly pounding him with iron bars. He didn't even flinch, focusing solely on beating the leader mercilessly, his fists digging deep into the man's flesh until the leader was foaming at the mouth.

This kind of fighting style makes it seem like they never intended to leave alive.

That's ruthless enough, but it also left itself no way out.