Am I destined to be cannon fodder? Unlock the system and lead the motherland

Chapter 48: Learn from the ostrich and bury your head in the sand.

Mrs. Qin saw her precious son's expression, which looked like "the whole world owes me an explanation," and she felt heartbroken. "Don't worry, my dear son. Mom will go to the Yun family and tie her up and bring her here. You can do whatever you want with her."

Qin Chen paused for a moment and asked, "Mom, I heard that the head of the Yun family, Yun Ling, recently returned from overseas?"

Madam Qin frowned when she heard this, "Are you worried that someone might interfere in this matter?"

But he quickly regained his composure: "You've thought it through very carefully."

"But don't worry, Yun Ling was able to sit on that chair only because his eldest brother was away. Besides, their relationship is colder than ice, and he must hate his niece Yun Ximo. Plus, Madam Yun of the Yun family, Shu Manli, also dislikes Yun Ximo in many ways. So, if we take action against Yun Ximo, they might even applaud behind our backs!"

After hearing this, Qin Chen curled up his lips into a sinister smile, as if he had already seen the scene of Yun Ximo struggling helplessly in his hands.

"If that's the case, then there's nothing to worry about. But, Mom, you have to do it cleanly and quickly, and don't leave any evidence behind."

Madam Qin nodded, a cold glint in her eyes. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Yun Ximo is just an orphan. Even if the Yun family takes her back, what's the big deal? She's just an insignificant character, she can't cause any big waves. This time, I must let her know that the only consequence of offending our Qin family is death."

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In the evening when the cold wind was blowing and even the moonlight was as lazy as a cat taking a nap, Comrade Yun Ximo was sitting on a small stool on her balcony, staring blankly in a posture that could race with a turtle.

In his hand, he was holding a small green plant that he had just "robbed" from his uncle Yun Ling. He kept spinning it. The plant looked green and innocent, but it was also wondering: "Who did I offend to be toyed with like this? It's spinning so fast that I'm almost dizzy!"

Yun Ling had already completed the enrollment procedures for her, meaning she would return to Qingteng High School starting next Monday, transferring to Class 12 of the Senior Year Parallel Program. It was worth mentioning that there was a special class that afternoon—Parallel Class 12 and the Champion Class would be taught together in the large classroom.

However, life always likes to catch you off guard when you are feeling proud.

Just like now, Yun Ximo's mind has automatically played the original plot that will appear next: a "wonderful show" is about to be staged.

[Shot 1]: Lu Yuxuan, one of the supporting female characters and a master of scheming, is busy weaving a web more complex than a spider's web, called "Frame-up Plan." She wears a blindingly kind smile, but inwardly, she's scheming furiously.

[Shot 2]: In the next second, Lu Yuxuan instantly transforms into the "ghost behind the scenes." With a wave of her hand, a certain "veteran lickspittle user, Passerby A," is successfully brainwashed and becomes her "right-hand man." With footsteps as light as a thief, Passerby A slips into Parallel Class 12 silently, preparing to stage a "silent infiltration."

[Scene 3]: And then, the climax comes! A dazzling "luxury watch" worth two hundred thousand yuan quietly lies in Yun Ximo's desk drawer. It's saying, "Surprising? Exciting?"

[Shot 4]: Next, it is Yun Ximo’s “highlight moment” - from being criticized by the whole class, to being criticized and expelled from the school, and then to being directly invited by the “police uncle” to the “police station”.

Lu Yuxuan's action was not for the sake of world peace, but to "openly ask" Yun Ximo to leave the school.

Hey, why is it so difficult to read quietly these days?
Yun Ximo looked at the small green plant in her hand: I have to be on guard against the "palace fighting masters" around me at all times.

With this plot development, it would be more appropriate to say that it is a warm-up exercise before going to the palace to get a box lunch rather than going to school.

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The next day - Saturday!
Yun Ximo slowly walked down the stairs, sending out an invisible signal that said, "I'm as hungry as a wolf, and I'll be angry with anyone who blocks my way to eat."

What surrounded her was neither the morning breeze nor the freshness of birdsong and flowers, but a depressing atmosphere of "stay away from me."

The moment they walked into the restaurant, the servants next to them had to silently recite "world peace" several times in their hearts, for fear that they would accidentally become the unlucky one.

Shu Manli glanced at Yun Ximo, then looked away as if she was looking at an insignificant pebble on the side of the road.

Her daughter returned from overseas and transferred to Qingteng High School in China. If her daughter hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten that Yun Ling had completed the procedures for Yun Ximo to return to Qingteng High School.

When she thought that Yun Ximo was in the same school as her daughter, she felt an inexplicable discomfort in her heart.

However, she also felt puzzled: Yun Ximo was quite capable, having offended Qin Chen, the young master of the Qin family, who was involved in the underworld. Logically, with Madam Qin's extremely protective personality, she should have rushed to the Yun family like a tigress, demanding Yun Ximo's handover and an explanation for her son Qin Chen. However, it had been so many days, and the Qin family was completely silent, not even a fart.

Shu Manli's face gradually became gloomy, like Changbai Mountain. She felt so unhappy that she could raise a nest of bees.

She was dissatisfied with Mrs. Qin's inaction.

Yun Ling was not at home these days, which was a great opportunity, but Mrs. Qin did not seize it, which made her very disappointed.

If Mrs. Qin could "deal with" Yun Ximo in a snap, Shu Manli's life would be much more comfortable. Maybe she could even go to the beauty salon for a deep SPA to celebrate.

It's a pity that Mrs. Qin suddenly changed her temperament and turned into a Buddhist mother. She didn't care about this matter at all. It really made people anxious. I wanted to go to the Qin family in person and beat drums to remind them!

Yun Yutong, who was sitting next to Shu Manli, rolled her eyes and looked at Yun Ximo, then a look of embarrassment appeared on her face.

"Sister," Yun Yutong looked at Yun Ximo, her tone full of "showing off with a hint of apology, and apology with a hint of show-off." "Because there's an event at school recently that requires my participation, I've been practicing piano very late, and I might have disturbed your rest."

After she finished speaking, Yun Yutong's eyes immediately became watery, and the next second she was about to burst into tears. She looked at Shu Manli pitifully, and her eyes said, "Mom, I have no choice but to do this. You have to make the decision for me!"

Looking at her daughter's aggrieved eyes, Shu Manli's anger suddenly burst out, like a lit firecracker, crackling non-stop.

In fact, Yun Yutong practiced until midnight that night, and Shu Manli knew it clearly in her mind, but she did not stop her.

However, she never expected that Yun Ximo would complain about this, and she couldn't help but curse in her heart: This little bitch is really a worry all the time.

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Yun Yutong wiped the corner of her mouth elegantly with a napkin, and the servant brought her brand-name bag to her eyes at just the right moment, with timing more accurate than a Swiss watch.

The little head tilted slightly, and she turned to Yun Ximo in a voice so sweet it could make her sick: "Sister, do you know? Playing the piano is easier to learn than eating! Why have you never thought about learning it?"

As she spoke, she tilted her head playfully, looking like a cute girl who had walked out of a comic book. People couldn't bear to refuse any of her requests.

When Yun Yutong's words fell softly, it was like a dark cloud with its own BGM passing by. What filled the air was not raindrops, but a subtle feeling so subtle that it could be squeezed out of water.

The servants around him instantly turned into "masters of mockery" with their eyes.

Their eyes all turned to Yun Ximo.

Yun Yutong smiled and fiddled with her bag without saying a word.

As for Yun Ximo, she was surrounded by a group of invisible arrows, but she still maintained her composure as if “the sky is falling but the sky is falling” (she was already roaring in her heart: “Could you please stop being so idle, aunties and sisters!”).

Shu Manli stood by, her lips curled up subtly, a hint of subtle sarcasm hidden within her smile. She thought to herself, "Huh? Given Yun Ximo's previous, pristine environment, she was lucky to have a place in school. And she's dreaming of playing the piano? Those complicated musical notations would be harder for her than reading a mystery. Even recognizing the "do-re-mi" would be a real problem!"

Maybe, if you give her a music sheet, she will use it as toilet paper and praise it for being "highly absorbent and environmentally friendly."

Shu Manli turned to Yun Ximo with a serious look on her face. "Actually, Shengyuan High School has a very strong faculty. As a private high school for the nobility, the management is relatively relaxed, so it might be more suitable for you. After all, after being suspended from Qingteng High School, returning would probably affect your reputation. Perhaps transferring would be a better option."

Yun Ximo blinked her eyes slightly: "I heard your calculations from next door."

If he really followed Shu Manli's advice and went to Shengyuan High School, he would probably become the hottest gossip on the streets within three days - "Look at that young lady from the Yun family, the 'substandard' product that Qingteng didn't want, now money talks, she used money to break open the door of Shengyuan and go to an aristocratic private high school. That's really a big joke.

She lowered her head and drank the milk slowly. Her long eyelashes were like two small fans, hiding her thoughts tightly.

After slowly finishing the last sip, she slowly raised her head, smiled nonchalantly, and said in a tone of "you say yours, I listen to mine": "Aunt, you worry so much that I almost feel sorry for your wrinkles. I won't make things difficult for you on this matter. Just listen to your uncle's arrangements."

After saying that, she blinked her eyes, looking like "I'm very sensible, don't worry."

According to archival records, before returning to the Yun family, Yun Ximo's academic performance at her original school was a complete mess.

On my old school transcript, the grades were arranged in a pattern more stimulating than an electrocardiogram, with the ups and downs conveying a message: "Studying? I'm probably just passing through."

However, when she returned to the Yun family, the school had been completely upgraded, and she was directly admitted to Qingteng High School, a well-known public school with an admission rate that was as fast as a rocket.

Now, her study career has been like a roller coaster, and her academic performance has improved slightly.

In Qingteng, a prestigious institution where top students are everywhere and top scorers are everywhere, Yun Ximo's transcript is still as plain as boiled water, with mediocre grades in all subjects, just to make up the numbers.

The only thing that can make her stand up straighter is the Youth Science and Technology Innovation Award. It sounds very grand, but in fact, in the eyes of the head teacher of the top-scoring class, this award is useless and is just a flashy honor.

——It has nothing to do with the college entrance examination.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand why the head teacher of the top-scoring class has reservations about her and even shows obvious rejection.

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Yun Yutong couldn't help but chuckle, "Pfft." Then she turned sideways towards Yun Ximo and asked with a hint of sarcasm, "Are you still harboring illusions, hoping that my father would donate a teaching building to the school so that you can return to the ranks of the top students?"

Qingteng High School is the legendary "cradle of old-fashioned academic masters". It has such a long history that even the moss on the school gate can tell you some glorious stories.

When it comes to international Olympic competitions, Qingteng is a gold medal harvester. Snap, snap, it's like picking fruits, and the walls are covered with glittering golden medals.

The title of "Outstanding Student" is given out as if it were free, and the "Gold Award" and "Silver Award" are taken as if they were a piece of cake.

In national and municipal academic competitions, our Qingteng students shined even more brilliantly, with trophies and awards piled up like mountains, too numerous to count.

The college entrance exam admission rate? A solid 98%. A key university? Over 95% of students easily get in, making it the "stabilizing force" in the world of higher education.

Let’s talk about the geographical location. Qingteng High School is hidden opposite the People’s Park. The gate is so ancient that it seems to have come from ancient times. Every time you open the door, you can smell the fragrance of books and the dust of history.

Inside the gate are green trees and gurgling water.

When walking on campus in the summer, you don’t need to carry an umbrella. The big trees are vying to shade you from the sun, for fear that you will get tanned and affect the appearance of the school.

The current president is an "academic god" who was parachuted in from Mingjing University. Although he usually doesn't take charge of things, he is a real "big boss" who is hard to find. Even the air is filled with the aura of "this person should not be underestimated".

Yun Ximo leaned back slightly, her eyes drifting leisurely over Yun Yutong's head as she slowly said, "I'm not going back to the top student class's boat this time. It seems like this is beyond the control of a Coast Guard officer like you, right?"

"Yun Ximo, that's enough!" Shu Manli suddenly turned into an angry bird and slapped the table, almost scaring the teacups on the table to jump up. "If your grades are not good, you should learn from the ostrich and bury your head in the sand, and don't embarrass yourself?!

She had never expected that Yun Ximo was so determined to return to Qingteng High School. It turned out that she was unwilling to give up on the top class and even shamelessly asked Yun Ling to donate to build a teaching building. It was really ridiculous!

(End of this chapter)