After Transmigrating Into The Body Of A Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character, I Stumbled Into A Shura Field - Chapter 2

Back at the hotel, Su Yining remained blissfully unaware of Xiao Yingchu and Sister Tang’s frantic state.

The system bound to Su Yining called itself the “Perfect Wingman System.”

“This name doesn’t sound very appealing…” Su Yining remarked.

[Silence!!]

“Go on, keep going,” Su Yining said, casually grabbing a handful of sunflower seeds and cracking one between her teeth.

[You are now a cannon fodder supporting character in a novel. Your task is to assist the female lead and the male leads, facilitating their romantic connections.]

“Crack—wait, there are so many male leads! Which one am I supposed to assist?!” Su Yining exclaimed in surprise.

[Host, please figure it out yourself. After a matter-of-fact tone, the system added slyly. Don’t tell me you can’t even manage to be a wingman.]

“Being a wingman is a breeze!” Su Yining retorted, refusing to back down. With her years of Jinjiang novel reading, how could she possibly fail at navigating a transmigration soap opera?

[During the mission, the system will issue minor tasks based on the situation. Failure to complete these tasks will result in severe punishment. Of course, if you ultimately succeed, you’ll be able to return to your world and achieve rapid wealth.]

“And good health,” Su Yining added. After all, what good was wealth if she didn’t have the health to enjoy it?

[Rapid wealth and good health.]

[“Deal!”]

Hearing the System mention “getting rich quick,” Su Yining suddenly remembered that she was now, at least to some extent, a celebrity. Perhaps she had quite a bit of money in her accounts.

She was a female celebrity!

Su Yining felt the atmosphere around her lighten with happiness. She set down her sunflower seeds, opened her payment account, and saw that the combined balance of all her bank cards totaled 100,000 yuan, though not a huge amount, it still felt… blissful!

[Why not see what kind of debts the original owner left you? ] the System suggested slyly, perhaps taking a bit of schadenfreude after Su Yining’s earlier retort.

Debt? What debt? Didn’t she have 100,000 yuan in savings?

Su Yining opened her WeChat and saw a pinned conversation with a contact named “Zhizhi.”

Seeing “Zhizhi,” Su Yining suddenly remembered: in the novel, the disposable female character was so extravagant that she had no concept of saving money, living paycheck to paycheck.

The 100,000 yuan in her bank accounts was actually the proceeds from small ads and company commissions that had just been deposited, before she could spend it.

Before being universally reviled and kicked out of the entertainment industry, the original owner had been financially supported by a young fan named “Zhizhi.”

This “Zhizhi” was very foolish.

The original owner of this body and Zhizhi had met by chance in a group chat. Zhizhi rarely spoke, giving the impression of a dull, unassuming little bird tucked away in a corner.

In reality, Zhizhi was a gifted singer-songwriter already gaining a small reputation within the industry. Her songwriting services came at a hefty price; each word she penned could cost up to eight thousand yuan.

The original owner and Zhizhi rarely interacted. One day, when she was truly desperate and hesitating over whether to ask a casual acquaintance for a loan, she accidentally sent the borrowing message to Zhizhi instead.

To her surprise, Zhizhi actually transferred the money.

The original owner should have been grateful, but instead of expressing gratitude or repaying the debt, she continued borrowing money from Zhizhi whenever she was in a pinch. The debt accumulated, and she even began to view these loans as a matter of course.

Finally, the female protagonist intervened, driving away this blood-sucking parasite that was the original owner.

The current narrative is still in its early stages. Not long ago, the original owner sent her first borrowing message, and coincidentally, the amount was one hundred thousand yuan.

One dared to borrow, the other dared to lend.

Su Yining reopened her account, suddenly realizing how crucial those tens, hundreds, and thousands had become to her.

After repaying the hundred thousand, only one thousand and eight yuan remained.

[Oh, you’re such a celebrity. The System taunted. A celebrity with only a thousand yuan left in her account.]

“Shut up,” Su Yining said, her face impassive. “It’s one thousand and eighty-three yuan.”

……

As Su Yining transferred the money back, her heart bled. But she knew she couldn’t keep money that wasn’t hers.

[What’s wrong with keeping it? Zhizhi never said she wanted it back anyway.]

“Beast,” Su Yining scolded the System.

Though it pained her to part with the money, she knew one couldn’t live with a guilty conscience. Compared to owing money to someone as innocent as Zhizhi, Su Yining would rather suffer herself for a while.

After sending the transfer, Su Yining collapsed onto the bed, utterly drained. Losing her money felt like losing her foundation.

Without money, there’s no confidence. This is so painful, waaah!

Su Yining sank into sorrow, but when her eyes fell on the sunflower seeds she’d just placed on the bedside table—

Crunch.

Though the pain was unbearable, the sunflower seeds… were delicious.

This is too painful, waaah… Crunch crunch crunch.

The System watched Su Yining silently.

If you forced it to speak, you would hear—

Damn glutton. Never letting anything get in the way of eating.

*****

At that moment, Zhizhi was holding her phone, staring at the transfer Su Yining had sent.

“What’s this? Are you chatting with that scammer again? I told you there are plenty of cats and dogs online. You just lent out 100,000 RMB like it was nothing. A stranger you barely know? She’s definitely trying to take advantage of you. And if she sees how gullible you are, she’ll keep targeting you!” The recording engineer, who was familiar with Zhizhi, leaned over, exasperated.

“It’s not a scam,” Zhizhi said, her eyes glistening as she stared at the transfer, almost showing off. “She’s a friend.”

“Wasn’t she just an online acquaintance before?” The engineer glanced at the transfer amount and sighed in relief, though he still cautioned, “She might be using a long-term strategy to catch a big fish. She repaid 100,000 this time, but next time she might ask for 200,000—”

Before he could finish, Su Yining’s message arrived: [ Can you give me some money? I want to buy you something. ]

“Huh, does she think you’re a pushover? She was borrowing money before, and now she’s asking for a gift—and to buy you something with your own money?!”

The engineer frowned, preparing to stop Zhizhi, but instead, she calmly replied: [ How much? ]

[Two yuan.]

(Red envelope)

[Good. Congratulations, you’ve bought yourself a lesson. After accepting the payment, Su Yining sent back a 6.6-yuan red envelope and couldn’t resist reminding Zhizhi: Don’t casually lend money to online friends in the future. Not everyone will pay it back.]

Zhizhi opened the red envelope and showed the screen to the sound engineer.

The joy in Zhizhi’s eyes seemed even more pronounced as she boasted, “It’s from a friend.”

The sound engineer chuckled and conceded, “She’s right, it’s definitely from a friend. Sigh, you win this round. But she’s not wrong—don’t casually lend money to online friends,” he added seriously. “It’s better to be cautious.”

Zhizhi hummed happily at the end of her words, clearly in a good mood.

******

Meanwhile, Xiao Yingchu’s accidental like on a Weibo post continued to ferment.

Although Xiao Yingchu quickly canceled her like, some netizens had already captured screenshots of the liked post. Her trolls swarmed in, while bystanders paused to gawk at the drama unfolding—

[Did someone finally lose their act? She’s only been in the group a few days, and Xiao Yingchu’s usually such a good-natured person! She can’t even handle this?!?]

[This ship hasn’t even gotten off the ground and it’s already a BE (bad end)! Is this what they call BE aesthetics?!?]

[A vase is still a vase; even if she picks up a big scoop, she can’t hold onto it…]

[Am I the only one who thinks that in future publicity campaigns, they’ll always seem like a superficial couple?]

[Suddenly, I find the superficial couple trope so appealing! A facade of harmony concealing a drifting spirit—first the marriage, then the love, and then… a slow simmering!]

[Professor X, if you ever retire from the literary world, I’ll be the first to stand up and oppose it! (sweetly offering a pen)]

[Are you kidding me? Am I the only one who thinks that aside from her looks, the vase is utterly worthless in every other aspect? How are there still people forcing themselves to ship this pair? It’s obvious their future prospects are doomed! Take your hands off my sister. She’s flawless on her own!]

[To be honest, I found a “superficial couple” clip on a certain platform, and it’s kinda catchy. A brainless beauty and an icy, discontented beauty—oh~]

******

Su Yining was already a controversial figure, and with Xiao Yingchu, a highly visible actress, the situation exploded after Xiao Yingchu accidentally liked a post. Within moments, five or six related hashtags trended simultaneously.

Most of the trending topics revolved around Su Yining’s scandals, but the couple’s fan-made pairing name, #SuperficialCouple, also briefly flashed across the trending list with a whoosh.

Su Yining’s door rattled violently from the forceful knocking. When she opened it, Sister Wang, her manager, stood there, her expression thunderous.

“I knew it! I just knew it! These female celebrities are all full of crap!” Sister Wang trembled with anger. “An ‘accidental’ like? Who believes that? Why couldn’t they just say what they really think instead of resorting to these underhanded tactics on Weibo to unfairly smear you? And today, you even got into character—gave your first performance to her! But she doesn’t even appreciate it! Women… your name is ruthless!”

Su Yining, who had been crying over her dwindling bank balance, her eyes and nose still red, scrolled through the Weibo trending topics. No matter how they tried to smear her, they couldn’t touch her flawless face.

Unable to resist, Su Yining opened the front camera to check herself. Hmm, I’m still a beauty. She went back to scrolling through the Weibo topics.

Sister Wang snapped out of her anger and saw the redness at the corners of Su Yining’s eyes. A wave of sadness washed over her. “Women… your name is fragility.”

“Sister Wang…”

“Don’t say another word. I understand. I know you’ve always cared too much about what others think. This time, they went too far. I’ll make them pay!”

Although Sister Tang, the other celebrity’s manager, had years of experience and was well-connected in the industry, Sister Wang’s unwavering devotion to Su Yining was unmatched. She would even be willing to throw herself against a stone wall for her.

“I’m fine, really,” Su Yining said, but before she could explain, someone knocked on the door again. She set down her phone and went to answer it.

Sister Wang rushed to the door, glanced through the peephole, and saw Xiao Yingchu and Sister Tang. Adjusting her professional demeanor, she opened the door with a stern expression. “What do you want?”

Before Sister Tang could speak, Xiao Yingchu caught sight of Su Yining through the gap Sister Wang left. The corners of Su Yining’s eyes and the tip of her nose were tinged with the redness of tears, as if she had been crying. Her unadorned features carried a lingering air of melancholy, deepening Xiao Yingchu’s sense of guilt.

She hadn’t realized Su Yining had actually cried over this.

“I’m sorry. We wanted to discuss a joint PR strategy,” Xiao Yingchu said, apologizing before Sister Tang could step in to smooth things over, regardless of who was in the right. “But that thumbs-up I gave was just an accidental slip of the finger.”

“Who believes that was just an accident?!” Sister Wang snapped. “Look at our Yining,she would never…”

Just then, Su Yining picked up her phone and realized she had… accidentally given a thumbs-up to a comment as well.

“Sister Wang,” Su Yining interjected weakly, “I—I also accidentally—”

Support After Transmigrating Into The Body Of A Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character, I Stumbled Into A Shura Field