Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character's Revenge

"Since she's said that, of course she should thank Brother Chen properly!"

That sounds inappropriate.

Han Yuchen glared at the man.

Someone else said, "Brother Chen, since she wants to thank you, let her do it. It's her own choice anyway. You can let her do things like serving tea and water whenever she wants."

These words struck a chord with Han Yuchen.

Yes, isn't that like having a voluntary, readily available maid at school?

Qi Ning heard about Han Yuchen's situation from the system.

Qi Ning wasn't surprised to hear that Han Yuchen had still told everyone about what happened yesterday.

She had known all along that Han Yuchen was essentially a scumbag with no moral compass, let alone any sense of keeping his word.

"Host, he still wants you to be his little maid at school," the system said indignantly.

"Make me his servant? We'll see if he's lucky enough to enjoy that."

The next day, during self-study, Han Yuxin suddenly walked up to the podium, swaying her ponytail.

Han Yuxin is the class monitor of Class 1, Grade 12. She often goes up to the podium to announce class affairs, which doesn't seem strange to anyone.

She stood on the podium and clapped her hands: "Classmates, Teacher Zheng and I discussed it yesterday, and our class hasn't changed seats for a while. Let's change them during today's self-study period."

As she spoke, she displayed a new seating chart on the screen.

"This is the new seating arrangement. Please take a look and see if you have any opinions. If you do, please let me know. If not, please adjust it as soon as possible."

Everyone looked at the new seating chart and saw that almost half of the seats remained unchanged, with only a small portion requiring relocation.

Wen Xuheng glanced at it and his brows furrowed.

His and Han Yuxin's seats were moved to the front row.

However, Qi Ning and the others did not change their seats.

In that case, he and Qi Ning would be very far apart.

Just then, Han Yuxin came down from the podium, and Wen Xuheng immediately asked her, "Why are we being moved to the front row?"

Han Yuxin said without changing her expression, "I think my eyesight has deteriorated a bit, and I can't see the blackboard and handouts clearly. I specifically told the teacher, and the teacher agreed to let us sit in the front row."

After Han Yuxin finished speaking, she asked in return, "What, do you think there's a problem?"

“I think it’s fine to sit here,” Wen Xuheng said softly.

"What's so good about it?" Han Yuxin pouted, dissatisfied. "I can't see clearly, and it's too noisy in the back row, which will affect my studies. It's better to sit in the front row."

"Or do you have some other concerns?" Han Yuxin asked, staring at his face.

Wen Xuheng remained silent for a moment, then gave in.

"No, let's do it your way."

Han Yuxin immediately smiled: "Then let's quickly change seats."

Wen Xuheng turned around, glanced back casually, and then responded.

Qi Ning and Pei Mo's seats remained unchanged, so they didn't need to move.

Pei Mo was holding an English book and reading it without ever looking up.

Qi Ning was also engrossed in doing her exercises.

Wen Xuheng and Han Yuxin had just moved out when a voice suddenly rang out in the classroom.

"Squad leader, I have a problem with this."

Han Yuxin turned around and looked at Han Yuchen sitting in the back row.

Her gaze held a warning: "Han Yuchen, what's your opinion?"

Han Yuchen pointed and said, "I want to move there."

Han Yuxin looked in the direction he pointed.

The spot he pointed to was behind Qi Ning.

Han Yuxin was furious: "What's the difference?"

Han Yuchen is currently sitting in the last row of the fourth group. He wants to move to the last row of the first group, but it seems there's really no difference.

Han Yuchen said with a grin, "Of course there is. That spot is closer to the entrance, which I like."

Han Yuxin had no idea what Han Yuchen was up to, and she was too lazy to talk to him anymore.

"Then ask them if they'd like to switch with you."

Those sitting behind Qi Ning dared not disagree.

He not only agreed, but also helped Han Yuchen move his things very attentively.

Han Yuchen then openly and legitimately sat down in the seat behind Qi Ning.

As soon as the bell rang, he tugged at Qi Ning's hair from behind.

Qi Ning covered her hair and turned around.

Han Yuchen handed her his water glass as a matter of course and ordered, "Little taciturn girl, go get me a glass of water."

"I?"

"Yeah, you have a problem with that? Didn't you say you were going to thank me? You won't even get me a glass of water?"

"of course not."

Qi Ning responded softly and took the water glass from his hand.

She stood up, about to leave, but then stopped.

"Do you want cold water or hot water?" she asked softly.

Han Yuchen leaned back in his chair, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't want either of those, I want warm water."

"Oh."

Qi Ning responded and left the classroom.

She took her water cup into the water room, and seeing that no one else was there, she filled half a cup with hot water. Then she went to the tap and mixed half a cup with tap water.

A short while later, she returned with her water cup.

"Your water is ready."

Qi Ning casually placed the water glass on Han Yuchen's desk before returning to her seat.

Han Yuchen didn't expect Qi Ning to be so obedient; she did whatever he said.

He was very satisfied, opened the lid, and took a sip.

"What kind of water is this? It tastes weird."

Qi Ning turned around and said innocently, "That's how warm water is."

Han Yuchen usually drinks all kinds of ice water; he's never drunk warm water before.

When he mentioned warm water, he was just saying it offhand.

After hearing Qi Ning's explanation, he couldn't find any fault with it.

He slammed the cup down on the table: "It tastes awful!"

But Qi Ning had already turned around and didn't react to his words at all.

At this time, the class bell rang.

Han Yuchen acted as if he hadn't heard him and continued, "Go, go buy me a bottle of ice water."

"Didn't you hear that?"

"Class has already started," Qi Ning replied softly.

"So what if you're in class? You go just because I tell you to!"

Qi Ning did not respond this time.

Han Yuchen kicked Qi Ning's chair, making a "clatter" sound. Not only did Qi Ning almost lose her balance, but the sound also attracted the attention of others.

Pei Mo, who was sitting next to Qi Ning, closed the book in his hand and glanced back at Han Yuchen.

"Be quiet."

Han Yuchen paused for a moment.

If there's anyone at school he can't afford to mess with, Pei Mo is one of them.

His father had repeatedly warned him not to mess with the Pei family.

The two were not on the same wavelength and did not usually have any contact.

But that glance Pei Mo gave me just now actually had some effect.

Han Yuchen withdrew his foot and muttered, "What's there to be arrogant about? It's nothing special."

Even so, Han Yuchen did become much quieter.

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