After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

"Hiss, you're talking about playing a lot, right? I think you just want to catch the cat, right? You deliberately put meat in the cage to lure the cat."

"What are you talking about? Who feeds the cat meat? Some fish entrails will do. No, don't try to trick me. I'm talking about the person sitting next to you. I didn't know who he was before, but I knew when I saw that pencil case."

"Famous? How come you even know the people in Class 1?"

Zhou Dahong puffed out his skinny chest like a proud monkey. "I'm Zhou Dahong! Besides, we're all in the key class, so I must know him. You just missed the summer break. The four key classes often watched movies together at night during the summer break. Otherwise, you might know him too."

"Tsk, I heard..."

Qin Zhixin didn't finish her words. She looked around for a moment before moving closer to Zhou Dahong and continuing in a low voice.

"I heard that we will have to take extra classes during both winter and summer vacations, and it's compulsory."

Qin Zhixin's words were filled with fragrance, and her scent made Zhou Dahong feel itchy. But he also felt a little uncomfortable when he heard about the extra classes. As long as he was a student, no one would be willing to go to class during the holidays.

"Last year, the Education Bureau said they were going to reduce the burden on students and that they would come to inspect them during the winter and summer holidays. I guess that won't happen anymore in the future."

Qin Zhixin rolled her eyes. She turned sideways, and her plump headlights rubbed the edge of the table and swayed twice, showing off her amazing elasticity and real material.

"How is that possible? Think about it, our future principal is Kong Yucheng. He's probably counting on students doing well in exams so he can easily mark his achievements. I heard from my sister that last summer, the school found a junior college in Gusu and borrowed classrooms from them."

When Zhou Dahong heard Qin Zhixin talking about her sister, he knew a lot of gossip, so he naturally knew that Qin Zhixin's sister was also a very beautiful girl, and his tone couldn't help but become obscene.

"By the way, do you have any pictures of your sister? Any pictures that show off her figure?"

"Get lost. I won't show you even if I have one."

"Tsk, that's too serious. Forget it. The guy in your place is called Huang Dahai. He lives in the dorm next to mine. He's, how should I put it, weird? Or maybe a pervert, anyway, it's hard to describe."

Qin Zhixin's eyes widened instantly. She felt that Huang Dahai's name sounded very familiar.

"I think I've heard of this guy. Was he teased on Tieba before? He was pestering a senior student and said he wanted to have sex with her."

"Yes, it was him. You know what's the most ridiculous thing? He sent messages to several people asking for fire packages, and then one of them hung up. But that's not even the most outrageous thing he did. Our class two is at the bottom of the grade in terms of discipline, you know?"

Qin Zhixin blushed when she heard about the disciplinary points.

She contributed significantly to Class 2's poor disciplinary score. She always refused to wear her school badge when leaving the school for lunch or dinner, and when Yang Qichao wore one, she mocked him for wearing a dog tag. The security guards at the school gate had already memorized her. They knew she was from Class 12, so they didn't bother stopping her to ask her specific class. They simply recorded her as a disciplinary violation, deducting 0.5 points for each violation. Sometimes, Qin Zhixin alone could deduct two points from Class 2's disciplinary score in a single day.

Zhou Dahong didn't notice Qin Zhixin's discomfort and continued talking.

"Class 1's discipline scores were second to last, but they didn't lose many points in class. Do you know why? It's just that their dormitory points were deducted a lot. This Huang Dahai..."

Zhou Dahong saw the invigilator enter the classroom and walk towards the back row, just passing through the aisle between the two of them. He lowered his voice involuntarily, and continued speaking after the teacher passed by.

"We call Huang Dahai a freak, and that's definitely not a malicious attack on him. Let's not talk about discipline for now. I'm telling you a secret, don't tell anyone else. He came to take tutoring classes during the summer vacation. We just met at the time and weren't familiar with each other. But a few days before school started, a fight broke out in the dormitory next to ours. It was pretty intense. Do you know why?"

"Don't keep me in suspense. Hurry up. If you're slow, the test papers will be handed out."

"Because Huang Dahai lives in the upper bunk."

Zhou Dahong glanced around. Many of the boys in the exam room were peeking at him and Qin Zhixin, their uncontrollable, fiery eyes fixed on her perfect figure. Feeling the envious glances, Zhou Dahong couldn't help but feel a little proud. He gestured for Qin Zhixin to come closer and continued in a low voice.

"Do you know the furnace pipe?"

Qin Zhixin's narrowed eyes suddenly widened.

"Oh my god! Was he seen in the dormitory stove?"

"No, keep your voice down. He doesn't even hide his stove from others."

"Okay, if you say that, I'll be more excited!"

Qin Zhixin looked excited, and her interest was even higher than when she was talking about catching cats with mousetraps just now.

"This Huang Dahai uses a stove every night, but he never uses paper. He sleeps on the upper bunk, and doesn't want to burn the stove in his hands, so he sticks his thing out of the bed. This forces him to roll over, you know the movement? He holds his thing close to the bed rail. He slips it through the cracks in the rail."

"Shh, that's weird. How did he resist touching the one in the lower bunk?"

Qin Zhixin couldn't hold back her smile.

"He didn't have any paper and just hit the ground? That's normal. That's not right. Even humans only hit a few milliliters at a time. Who knows if he directed it? Did he hit someone's shoe?"

This time it was Zhou Dahong's turn to be embarrassed.

Although he masturbates a lot, he doesn't know the "professional" knowledge of how much to take at a time. Although Zhou Dahong knows that Qin Zhixin is not in a hurry to eat or drink, and is a little dirty, he really didn't expect her to be able to interrupt the conversation on this topic, and she seems to know more than him.

"No, it's even more perverted than what happened to the director's shoes. The director's shoes can just be wiped clean, or even not wiped, because shoes are filthy anyway. It just happened to happen that the person in the bunk below him was about to go to the bathroom, and when Huang Dahai turned over and exposed his thing, the person in the bunk below him thought Huang Dahai was going to the bathroom too, so when he stood up, he just happened to look back."

Qin Zhixin looked incredulous. She seemed to have guessed what had happened.

"So this is called Huang or something, and he fired it right at the bottom bunk's face? Hit someone in the face?"

Zhou Dahong had an expression that said "You know what I mean" on his face, and he was smiling in a particularly obscene way. Qin Zhixin was also smiling in a very obscene way.

"Maybe the guy in the lower bunk has tasted the saltiness. Hiss! If he doesn't get beaten to death, it's considered that the guy in the lower bunk has a good temper."

Qin Zhixin thought about the scene. It wasn't hard to imagine; she'd seen enough reed films, some of which involved facial ejaculation. Just replace the female lead with Zhang Fei from the TV series "Romance of the Three Kingdoms."

[System! What do you think about waiting until face-swapping technology matures and I replace the actresses in the film with various ugly men and then post the link?]

[Damn, you are an idiot. ]

The system was paralyzed, and he felt that his spirit had been polluted, so he blocked the host and quickly logged off.

"So, this guy really licked someone's face?"

"Yeah. I even went to watch them fight. That guy's face was shiny, I thought it was just the heat."

"Fuck. Why do you guys always say such dirty things? It's so filthy."

"Don't be crazy, you actually participated in the glue-making work of Huang."

Qin Zhixin was stunned. She had some bad thoughts. The glue incident happened before school started. Could it be the day she went to see Yang Qichao?

"Is the material for his furnace pipe me?"

Zhou Dahong smiled frivolously and nodded frantically.

"You mean this guy is fantasizing about me while ejaculating on another man's face?"

Qin Zhixin just felt a chill.

"Correct."

"How do you know it?"

Zhou Dahong is sneaky.

"Because that grandson yelled your name during a fight. And he never brought paper when he played in the dormitory."

Qin Zhixin felt uncomfortable all over when she thought about herself sitting in this perverted position.

"You mean, every time he hit me later, he would stick that thing out?"

Zhou Dahong showed a shy and sly smile, and his face looked like a smiling gorilla.

Chapter 180 Borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha

In dormitory 313 at night, more than ten minutes had passed since the lights were turned off and no one was asleep. Qiao Hua was talking about Zhao Jiajun and Tan Peiyue with saliva flying all over the place.

The two had a fight before the exam. Although Zhao Jiajun was beaten unilaterally, it was obvious that he was not completely defeated. When studying in the classroom today, Zhao Jiajun kept saying that he would definitely get revenge after the exam. He kept saying it over and over again as if he was possessed.

Normally, Qiao Hua would have made a few sarcastic remarks. He and Zhao Jiajun had a terrible relationship, so bad that he wouldn't even bother going to the bathroom with him. But today, when Qiao Hua heard Zhao Jiajun's nagging, he tactfully refrained from making a sarcastic remark. He even felt a bit of pity for him, feeling that Zhao Jiajun was truly a bit pitiful.

Zhou Dahong tossed and turned in bed. He couldn't sleep, so he simply ate the pickled pepper chicken feet that Qiao Hua had given him. He didn't like the taste of chopped peppers; they were too spicy and had a strange plastic smell. But he couldn't sleep in bed, so as long as he had something to chew, it was better than just listening to their chatter.

He took five exams during the day, Chinese, math, English, physics and chemistry. Normally, he should be very tired, but Zhou Dahong felt inexplicably excited and not sleepy at all.

Anyway, tomorrow's exams were all minor subjects, and minor subjects didn't count for scores in Jiangsu Province, so naturally, there was no need to be too nervous. Of course, Zhou Dahong and Qiao Hua weren't the only ones who couldn't sleep; in fact, everyone in Dormitory 313 was a little excited.

Qiao Hua has been having a lot of fun these two days.

If someone had asked him last month who he hated the most, Qiao Hua might have considered it for a moment, ultimately coming up with an ambiguous answer. But ever since he and Zhao Jiajun became deskmates, whenever someone asked him the same question again, he would blurt out "Zhao Jiajun." Even a moment's hesitation would be a betrayal of the mental torture he'd endured that month.

"This is fucking terrible! Did you know that Tan Peiyue and Zhao Jiajun almost got into a fight this afternoon? It was because of yesterday's geography handouts. When Tan Peiyue passed them to someone else, she deliberately crumpled up Zhao Jiajun's."

Qiao Hua was gloating. Before returning to the dormitory after evening study, he went to the canteen and spent a fortune on three bags of chopped pepper chicken feet. They were all in large, plastic-sealed bags, with smaller packages of "high-end" stuff scattered inside. Each bag cost nine yuan. Normally, Qiao Hua wouldn't eat them. If he did, he would borrow his day student badge from a classmate and buy them loose at a delicatessen.

After the lights in the dormitory were turned off, Qiao Hua distributed the small packages of chicken feet to others. Now the dormitory was filled with a faint sour smell of pickled peppers, and one could hear someone gasping for air due to the spiciness.

But Qiao Hua had been in an unusually good mood the past two days. He felt like it was nothing but good news. Yang Qichao, the hotshot, had transferred to another school, Zhao Jiajun, the conspicuous child, had been beaten up by Tan Peiyue, and he had answered all but the last question of the last math test today.

He felt that he had a chance of getting into the top 100 in his grade in this midterm exam.

Feng Yizhong didn't eat the chicken feet. He'd heard from the old man in his hometown that eating after 8 p.m. would make you age faster. He tried to analyze Qiao Hua's main contradiction from the perspective of an objective and rational person.

"Don't worry, Huazi. You'll definitely have to change seats before the holiday. When the homeroom teacher comes back, he'll definitely know that Zhou Dahong and Tan Peiyue had a fight. Then you can talk to Teacher Zhang about it. That way, at least you can stay away from one of them."

"Oh shit, you're right! Zhao Jiajun and Tan Peiyue are probably going to fight again tomorrow. I heard Zhao Jiajun muttering that he seemed to be looking for someone from another school to fight."

Qiao Hua's face was filled with excitement, his saliva flying everywhere. "Today, my pen ran out of ink, and when I swung it, it hit Tan Peiyue's hat. Her yellow sweatshirt was very obvious. Tan Peiyue is so petty, she'll definitely think it was Zhao Jiajun who did it. Hehehe."

Qiao Hua seemed to have awakened some extraordinary attributes, and his heart and liver seemed to be turning black.

Zhou Dahong cursed after hearing this. If Qiao Hua hated Zhao Jiajun the most, then the person he hated the most was Tan Peiyue. Chu Keke, like someone with autism, usually didn't talk to boys, so she didn't disgust him much. So Zhou Dahong simply ignored her, believing that out of sight, out of mind.

"You're talking bullshit. You think that damn gel pen is a fountain pen? It even spills ink. That bitch Tan Peiyue always wears that yellow sweatshirt. She's really ugly. She's already dark, and that makes her look even darker."

Ma Lisheng was still not satisfied after eating the chicken feet, so he interrupted.

"Hey, Huazi, you're right, Qin Zhixin loves wearing hoodies. She's been wearing that yellow one these days, and now a lot of girls are buying them too. I think they're just clueless. Qin Zhixin looks good in anything she wears. How dare they imitate her style? Huazi, give us two more chicken feet."

"Old Ma, go on! You're just trying to imitate someone else, what else can I say? Hehehe, but Xinxin looks beautiful in any outfit. I just hope she wears something a little revealing, preferably shorter, enough to show off her belly button."

"Oh, even if your Xinxin is wearing revealing clothes, Qiao still doesn't dare to talk to her."

"I am the goddess who protects the purest thing in my heart."

Zhou Dahong sneered.

"You? Qin Zhixin sat next to me during the exam. Do you know who she sat next to? Huang Dahai, the pervert from the next dormitory."

"Oh my god. That Huang guy was calling Qin Zhixin by her name last time. Wouldn't he be so happy if Qin Zhixin sat in his seat?"

"So I told Qin Zhixin."

Zhou Dahong sat up, a little excited.

"Tell her what? Don't tell her what we talked about."

Qiao Hua became anxious instantly.

"Bullshit, I told Qin Zhixin what Huang Dahai did. Do you remember that time he hit Lao Gu in the face?"

"Good fellow, you're talking about this with a girl? Does Qin Zhixin even know anything about this? Old Gu was unlucky too. He got up in the middle of the night to pee and got covered in glue."

Yan Wangfei was so nervous. Zhou Dahong was a big talker, but how could he dare to say such dirty things to Qin Zhixin?

"Why are you so anxious? Old Gu didn't say anything. Qin Zhixin knows a lot. I just mentioned it and she understood it immediately. She even asked me how I could resist touching it."

Zhou Dahong's smile was particularly obscene.

"Fuck, what are you touching?"

"Huang Dahai is awesome. Awesome."

"Fuck! Fuck! How can I say that?"

"Indeed, Yan Wangfei, you're just curious. Qin Zhixin even sent me a link to a porn site before."

Fang Bixian spat the leftover chicken feet and bones on the ground, and when he saw they were talking about this topic, he also joined in.

"Master, what link are you talking about?"

"Yellow, springy game. Qin Zhixin has a lot of resources. I was playing Elder Scrolls and couldn't find the resources for a mod, so I asked her. She just sent me a 20GB integration package with almost no real content."

"Oh my god, you two are having such an in-depth conversation. Master, didn't you always say Qin Zhixin was no ordinary person? Why are you chatting with her so openly behind our backs?"

Fang Bixian's face turned a little dark.

"Don't talk nonsense. I don't talk to her much. At most, I can play with my phone during holidays. How many words can we talk during holidays? The class monitor talks to her frequently. They both live outside, and Liu Qinxiong also has a computer. Last time, Liu Qinxiong asked her to play online games."

"Liu Qinxiong only looks honest. When the seating numbers were being distributed today, Qin Zhixin bent over and her clothes were exposed. Liu Qinxiong wanted to keep his eyes glued to her."

Zhou Dahong's tone was sour. He wasn't sure if Liu Qinxiong had stopped according to his request, but there was no need to provide evidence for such an inappropriate behavior.

"Hey, Dahong, you told Qin Zhixin about Huang Dahai. How did she react to the shooting incident?"

"What kind of reaction could there be? She even asked me how I could resist touching her. It seemed like she still felt it wasn't heavy enough."

Qiao Hua sucked on the chicken feet, smacked his lips, and spoke with some ulterior motives.

"You're just lucky. If you try talking to Zhang Wanbai about this, she'll definitely think you're a pervert. Only Qin Zhixin is good-tempered and easy to talk to. She wouldn't think you're disgusting and would treat it as something amusing."

"Ugly people are often mischievous. How could Zhang Wanbai, who's so ugly, pretend to be such a fool? Qin Zhixin even asked me for details. I only heard them. How could I tell her the details? Besides, what did Zhang Wanbai and I talk about? Great Immortal, please speak for me. You've seen us say ten sentences to each other this month. As for that boring girl Zhang Wanbai, she's dark, thin, short, and has a weird temper. Why would I talk to this black girl instead of the big, soft, fragrant, and white Qin Zhixin? She looks so awful and always gives me the cold shoulder. Why would I bother talking to her?"

Fang Bixian was too lazy to reply. He felt that it was not decent to say bad things about people behind their backs, but he still said it casually since he was asked.