After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

There are two types of summer uniforms for girls in Thirty Middle School.

One is more lady-like, with a white shirt and a red and black plaid skirt, wearing an innocent girl's high top, revealing her slender pink and white legs, giving her a unique style.

Another style is what Song Lingyan is wearing at the moment, a white sports short-sleeved T-shirt and trousers.

It looks loose and comfortable, but in fact it is too big and loose, seriously affecting the aesthetics.

Girls in their thirties mostly wear shirts and short skirts in the summer, and only change into sportswear during physical education classes.

Like Song Lingyan, there are very few girls who come to class wearing sportswear.

There are even fewer people who can wear a baggy and stretched-out school uniform with a fresh, capable, and cold-sister style.

When Song Lingyan appeared at the school gate wearing a sun hat, brown sunglasses, a schoolbag on her back, and her hands in her trouser pockets, it was no surprise that she attracted special attention.

"Song Lingyan, is it really Song Lingyan?"

"She comes to school?"

"It feels like she has really changed a lot."

"She used to be like a doormat. She didn't dare to say anything when anyone bullied her. But now she has changed a lot. She can actually shoot and has become a world champion."

"Wearing brown sunglasses looks so cool!"

"When I was watching the game video, I took a fancy to her sunglasses. I don't know where they bought them. I really want to buy a pair."

"Yeah, I like it too, and I want to buy it too."

"Hmph, look at your useless looks. Do you want to curry favor with her when she becomes the world champion?"

"Don't forget what kind of person she is. She used to be a seductive vixen when she was a doormat. Now she's even more amazing. With the added glory, she can even seduce the souls of those boys."

"Keep an eye on your boyfriend, he may become your ex by accident."

There was a lot of noise at the school gate, and the girls were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Song Lingyan turned a blind eye and entered the school gate wearing sunglasses. Suddenly, there was a sudden sound behind her.

"Ling Yan, wait a minute, why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming to class, so I could wait for you at the station."

Song Lingyan paused, feeling a bad premonition.

Judging from this familiar tone, could it be that he is another one of the original owner’s bad friends?

As if to confirm her guess, many memories about the station came to her mind.

The original owner used to take the bus to school every day and would indeed meet many classmates on the road.

There was a person who lived relatively close to her house, and the two often met at the bus stop. Over time, they formed a habit. No matter who arrived first, they would deliberately wait for the 6:10 a.m. bus and ride together.

However, as the memories of the original owner continued to emerge, many bad memories also emerged.

This boy felt that the original owner was weak and could be bullied. He once harassed her in the morning when it was still dark and the bus stop was empty. Once, he even lifted her skirt shamelessly.

Song Lingyan rubbed her brows with a headache, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness due to the original owner's weakness.

A soft sheep and a wolf in sheep's clothing ride to school together.

How cowardly did she have to be to let him tease and molest her.

"Ling Yan, you are so uninteresting. You are famous for forgetting your classmates. I sent you so many messages and didn't reply to any of them."

Just as she was thinking about it, a boy who was above average height, had pretty features, and at least didn't look like a bad boy, trotted up to her.

Just don’t reply!
It makes me sick to see a duplicitous guy like you.

When Song Lingyan thought about the boy shamelessly lifting up the original owner's skirt, she had the urge to beat him up.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you talk?"

Seeing that she was indifferent, the boy reached out to grab her arm.

Song Lingyan reflexively grabbed his wrist, threw him over her shoulder, and threw him out.

"Boom."

The boy's schoolbag hit the ground first and fell to pieces.

"what!"

Girls screamed in terror all around, and even the boys who happened to be passing by showed horrified expressions.

"Stay away from me when you see me in the future. If you dare to touch me again, I'll break your hand." Song Lingyan didn't care about the strange looks around her at all, she said something and walked away.

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Class two and six in high school.

Morning reading started at 7:15, and there were less than half of the people in the classroom.

Class monitor Lei Jiaming stood on the podium and took the roll call on behalf of the class teacher.

Song Lingyan walked up the steps to the fourth floor and came to the door of Class [-] and [-].

As soon as he appeared, the noisy morning reading classroom fell silent for an instant, and then an even more harsh noise broke out.

"Hey, who is this?"

"Is our Guozi sister coming to class?"

"Brother, did you read that correctly?"

"Sister Guoguo, you are now the world champion. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will shoot you away."

"Tch, what about the world champion? He's just a soft little sheep."

"I really thought that being able to shoot would be a big deal! We are now a society governed by law, and guns are not allowed."

"Come here, little sheep, let me hug you. I haven't seen you for more than two months. I miss you so much."

"Hahaha……"

~

"Depend on!"

It is indeed the worst high school. What kind of culture is this?

These boys in the class always made filthy remarks as soon as they got up. With their weak tempers, it’s no wonder they were bullied to death when they were studying in such an environment.

The more Song Lingyan heard, the angrier she became, and she couldn't help but curse.

"Shut up!"

Lei Jiaming gave her a complicated look and slapped the roll call sheet on the podium to stop the boys from making noise.

"Ouch, the monitor is angry."

"Sister Guozi is amazing. Wherever she goes, there are people standing up for her."

"Who the hell is he? He's a big deal just because he's the squad leader. This is because Xu Shaoxiong is not here. If the school bully is here, how can he be the one to take the lead?"

"Song Lingyan, go and sit down at your seat."

Lei Jiaming's face twisted for a moment when he heard the boys' discussion.

"Little sheep! Hahaha, is it really a little sheep?"

Just as Song Lingyan was about to enter the classroom, another discordant sound came from the corridor.

As the owner of the voice gradually walked in, the noisy classroom became quiet again.

This time, even Lei Jiaming's expression changed. When he saw the person coming, he took two steps back in fear and did not dare to say anything.

The veins on Song Lingyan's forehead popped out and she clenched her fists.

Some people actually dare to call her little sheep.

The real sister is made of clay and has no temper.

"Haha, the little sheep is angry. I like this arrogant little look."

A boy who was exceptionally tall and burly, with a somewhat fierce face came closer and imprisoned him between his arms with a bang.

Song Lingyan was forced to press against the wall and looked at him with a somewhat unkind look.

Zhang Haowei!
Another bad peach blossom from the original owner.

Moreover, this peach blossom is extremely domineering and does not allow anyone to approach the original owner except herself.

The original owner was extremely fed up with him, and just to get rid of his entanglement, he desperately threw himself into Xu Shaoxiong's arms. (End of chapter)