After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain

In the horror film set, the rule had always been that the audience rated the players. The higher a player’s ranking, the more points they earned, and in this world, points were everything.

As for the NPCs?

Some were former players—either recycled for ranking too low or punished for breaking the rules, forced to work as mindless, thoughtless robots for the film set.

Nobody had ever paid attention to them.

After all, every time a new scene played out, NPCs would reset—revived in their original state. Different actors and different dialogues would trigger different plotlines for them.

But now, the film set’s announcement board had been updated with a brand-new rule:

Dear audience members, have you ever encountered an NPC you liked in a film? Did they make you cry? Did they make you feel sorrow? Were you captivated by their performance, unable to forget them?

Due to popular demand, we are introducing an NPC rating system!

If you’ve encountered an NPC that left a lasting impression, don’t know how to express your admiration? Simply click the rating icon in the bottom right and cast your vote! (Each viewer gets only ONE vote!)

The audience was completely stunned.

【Wait, what? We can rate NPCs now?】

【Oh damn, is this going to make NPCs start competing for rankings too? They don’t even have self-awareness! What’s the point of giving them scores?】

【The announcement says it’s just for fun. Who cares? I’m giving it a shot.】

【Already voted! I’ve been wanting to rate Filia for so long, hahaha!】

【Wait, you watched Haunted Villa too?! Same! I just voted for Filia as well!】

Some viewers who hadn’t seen that particular film were confused.

【What movie are you guys talking about? Is there a Filia in Haunted Villa?】

【You mean the newbie training horror movie? That thing’s ancient! Why are people still watching it? Aren’t all those plots just the same recycled stuff?】

Someone replied:

【Go watch the latest version. It’s insane.】

【Seriously. The most unique NPC I’ve ever seen.】

【You guys know Bo Jingmo, right? The player that the system keeps casting as a ghost? He was in it too—but trust me, this time was different. (Heh, those who know, know~)】

【Bo Jingmo? I’ve heard of him. Apparently, he has some special abilities.】

【His teammate’s ability is even more special—always cast as the main character, always blessed with protagonist-tier plot armor.】

Seeing so many recommendations, plenty of viewers got intrigued.

【Alright, I’m checking this out.】

【Damn, I’m sold. Gotta catch up on the plot!】

That day, Filia’s rating began to rise at an alarming rate.

And yet, no one was aware of it.

—

Morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, though most of it was blocked out.

Yu Li was startled awake by her alarm, slowly opening her eyes to find herself back in her dorm room—the same familiar scene as the first day she transmigrated.

Days had passed inside the film, but in reality, only a single night had gone by.

She yawned and sat up, pulling out her phone as she opened the curtains.

7:30 AM.

Her roommates were already up. One of them looked up at her. “Yu Li, I was just about to wake you. Hurry and wash up—our class starts at 8, so we’ll head over first and save you a seat.”

It took at least fifteen minutes to walk from the dorms to the lecture hall. That meant Yu Li had exactly fifteen minutes to wash up and get dressed.

As someone who had mastered the art of cutting it close to work, Yu Li waved them off lazily. “Okay, I’ll be quick. You guys go ahead.”

After watching her roommates leave, she climbed out of bed and quickly tied her hair up with a hairband.

Even though she had spent the entire night awake in the film set, her body didn’t feel the slightest bit exhausted.

But something still felt… off. The sensation of not sleeping at all made her uneasy.

She asked the system, “Do I have to go to the film set every night?”

The system hesitated. “Uh… Sister, I-I’m not sure. It’s random… We just follow the main character group.”

“Alright.”

She hadn’t expected the system to give any useful information anyway. This thing had stolen its own player manual. It didn’t even have the plot. The only thing it was good for was feeding her spoilers from audience comments.

After a quick wash and change of clothes, Yu Li put on a cap and mask before heading out.

Fifteen minutes. Not a second more, not a second less.

As she walked to class, she scrolled through her phone, checking for messages.

Her department issue still hadn’t been resolved.

The news department had promised to update her before 7 AM—it was almost 8, and still, no one had contacted her.

The system braced itself, thinking she would be furious. But Yu Li only glanced at her phone indifferently before slipping it back into her pocket.

“Sister, you should call them out! They’re completely ignoring their minister’s orders! Where’s their work ethic?!” The system huffed, sounding like it was ready to jump into her phone and start a verbal battle.

Yu Li nearly laughed aloud.

This system was so righteous.

She lowered her voice and said, “No need. I don’t have time to waste. Didn’t you notice the other minister isn’t worried either?”

More and more students filled the hallway, and she stopped explaining, instead focusing on finding her classroom.

For Yu Li, college life felt like a lifetime ago.

And waking up for an 8 AM class was even worse than going to work.

But the real struggle?

She had forgotten to eat breakfast.

Back when she had been working, Bo Jingmo always prepared her breakfast, making sure she ate it in the car on the way to work. He wouldn’t let her skip meals.

Honestly, the system didn’t need to replicate every single detail so accurately. It had even carried over her gastritis from before.

The familiar dull pain in her stomach made her frown. She quickly drank a few gulps of warm water to suppress it.

By the time her classes were over, her energy was completely drained. She slumped over her desk, looking utterly lifeless.

Her roommate, Le Yi, noticed her state and asked worriedly, “Yu Li, are you okay? Do you need me to grab some stomach medicine for you?”

Yu Li shook her head. “I’m fine. You go ahead. I’ll rest for a bit before heading back.”

This semester had a light course load—after two morning classes, she was done for the day.

One by one, students left the classroom. Once she felt a little better, Yu Li got up and walked out.

Standing by the water dispenser, she noticed a smart vending machine nearby.

She stood there in silence for a few seconds before walking over and scanning the QR code with her phone.

Beep—

A digital interface popped up, displaying the available items.

She glanced at the ridiculously overpriced products. Then at her balance.

Her expression darkened.

But the dull ache in her stomach didn’t care about her wallet.

Sighing, she rubbed her stomach and reluctantly selected a bread roll. When she picked it up, it was still cold, so she let it sit for a bit before taking a sip of water.

What kind of life is this…

“Sister, why don’t you just go to the cafeteria?” the system asked, perching on her shoulder as she headed back to the dorm.

Yu Li gave a one-word response:

“Far.”

After a moment, she sighed and added, “And I’m broke.”

If she ate in the cafeteria like a normal student, she'd be broke within a week.

The system instantly fell silent.

Halfway through her walk, the dull pain in her stomach flared up again. Spotting a stone bench nearby, she decided to sit down and unwrap her bread.

As she absentmindedly nibbled on it, she scrolled through job listings on her phone.

For a student, the fastest way to make money was tutoring. But the problem? Even the agency fees were out of her budget.

For now, she could only plan around her class schedule and look for the most suitable part-time job.

After just a few bites, she set the bread aside, losing her appetite. Her gaze lingered on a high-end bar hiring part-time servers.

“The pay’s pretty decent…”

A few hundred bucks per hour—it stood out among the usual low-paying student jobs.

But, of course, jobs like these came with high requirements.

She skimmed through the listing before backing out. She’d check it out later when she had time.

Keeping her head lowered for so long made her neck sore. She stretched and rubbed the back of her neck, tilting her head up to glance around.

At that moment, a group of people walked down the road nearby.

Her gaze casually swept past them—until she spotted a tall, striking figure among them.

She froze for a second, her fox-like eyes narrowing slightly before her lips curved into a knowing smile.

The man seemed to sense her stare. He lifted his gaze, locking eyes with her across the distance.

For a brief moment, his previously calm expression faltered ever so slightly, his steps subconsciously halting.

Beside him, another guy noticed and asked in confusion, “Bo-ge, what’s wrong? Weren’t we heading to class?”