After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

"Even if you go, I guess she wouldn't bother to reply. Zhang Wanbai studies really hard, taking notes during breaks and sometimes even skipping dinner."

Yan Wangfei listened and recalled Zhang Wanbai's performance over the past month. What Fang Bixian had said was indeed true. Zhang Wanbai seemed like a learning machine, constantly studying whenever she had free time. But Zhang Wanbai's presence was too low. She wasn't pretty, and her grades weren't outstanding. If she hadn't happened to sit next to Qin Zhixin, perhaps no one would even remember her name.

"You can't say I'm not eating, I don't feel hungry. Look at how many snacks Qin Zhixin has. If she has a bite, Zhang Wanbai will definitely have one too. I didn't even eat the candy Qin Zhixin gave me yesterday."

"Sugar doesn't matter. Qin Zhixin's tea bags are great, and they make a really strong brew. Drinking a cup in the morning while reading keeps me alert until noon, but it's too bitter."

Fang Bixian rolled over, lying on his side, and added, but Zhou Dahong almost laughed when he heard it.

"Master, you've almost taken all of Qin Zhixin's tea bags. She brought two boxes of fifty tea bags at the beginning of the month, and now there are only a few left."

"Three. The rest are all with me. Qin Zhixin gave them to me. They look expensive. They're imported and have German writing on them. I bet a box of them is not cheap."

"Then why are you taking other people's things? I'm Qin Zhixin and I think you're taking too much."

Fang Bixian's face turned red, but he kept talking.

"Qin Zhixin doesn't drink it. Can you blame me if she doesn't drink it? I asked her and she said she can take whatever she wants. I'll go to the canteen tomorrow and buy her a bag of pork jerky."

Chapter 181 Online Identity

Before the history exam, Qin Zhixin was laughing and joking. She took her cell phone and secretly went to the Quit SEX forum to spread some "teachings", as if it was an early celebration of the month-long holiday.

History was the last exam of the midterm. After this exam, the midterm exam that had tormented her for more than a week would be over.

But for Qin Zhixin, the exam had actually ended yesterday. More precisely, it was over after she finished Chinese, math, and English. Anyway, Qin Zhixin could get at least an A- in any of the minor subjects. To this perfunctory girl, the score didn't matter.

"Sister Xin, shall we go? It's almost time to go to the exam room."

Seeing that some students in the class were packing their stationery and going to the examination room one after another, Zhou Dahong poked Qin Zhixin's back with his stationery bag and asked.

Qin Zhixin yawned, tired of scrolling through her phone. When Zhou Dahong poked her in the back, she shuddered and nearly cried out, feeling uncomfortable. The sudden contact sent a strange tingling sensation through her already sensitive body. She subconsciously stretched back, forming an exaggerated curve that fully displayed her overly flexible waist.

Zhou Dahong's eyes widened.

Qin Zhixin looked at her watch and saw that there were still more than ten minutes before the exam, which made her feel a little dissatisfied.

"Wait, what's the hurry?"

"Okay, I'll go first. Stop playing with your phone. You can't just play around after the exam."

"Well, I have something serious to do!"

Qin Zhixin muttered, rolling her charming eyes at Zhou Dahong, and secretly covered her phone screen with her small hand. She wouldn't say directly that she was dragging her feet because she was afraid of seeing the man named Huang sitting next to her. She could do that, but saying it out loud would make her seem too pretentious, fussy, and unlike her normal self, which was completely unsophisticated.

Qin Zhixin would wait until the candidate sitting in her seat came over before she got up and went to the examination room.

After hearing about Huang Dahai's "ferocious" deeds from Zhou Dahong, Qin Zhixin is still frightened.

Although she usually trembled when she spoke and her computer memory went black when she touched it, Qin Zhixin had only talked about it in words until now. If she met a top-notch man like Huang Dahai or Zhao Jiajun who was really willing to take action, Qin Zhixin would definitely run away faster than anyone else.

Yesterday, during her chemistry exam, she dozed off in Huang Dahai's seat. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she caught a whiff of heather, which she thought was coming from the hole in the desk. Qin Zhixin was instantly awake, and goosebumps appeared all over her body.

Qin Zhixin knew it all. This guy had definitely stuffed the used tissue into the hole in the table. Even if she wasn't sure, she felt Huang Dahai was the type of person who would do something like that. It had gotten to the point where even sitting in his seat made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She lingered in her seat for a while longer, and then the student sitting next to her arrived. He was a boy from the regular class, blushing as he stood next to her. Qin Zhixin glanced at the time on her watch; it wasn't urgent yet. She casually pulled two pens and an eraser from the desk hole and headed to Class 1.

When she arrived at the examination room, she saw Zhou Dahong waving at her excitedly as soon as she entered.

She always felt that Zhou Dahong looked particularly silly when he was excited. Not only did he look silly, but he also looked a little vulgar, so much so that she didn't want to pay any attention to him. She quickened her pace to her seat and glared at Zhou Dahong fiercely.

"what are you doing!"

Zhou Dahong could tell Qin Zhixin was angry, but there was nothing he could do. Even if the beautiful Qin was angry, she looked completely intimidating. He pointed playfully at Qin Zhixin's exam seat, where a poem was written in pencil on the table.

The clouds resemble clothes, the flowers resemble beauty; the spring breeze caresses the shore, revealing the rich dew. If we hadn't met atop the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon at Yaotai. ————Written by Huang Dahai. My Penguin ID is XXXXXXXXXX.

Perhaps to appear more cultured and refined, this eye-catching package even uses traditional Chinese characters. It's clear the writing was done with great care, but the characters are strangely awkward. For someone used to writing in simplified Chinese, writing in traditional Chinese will cause the length of the long-stroke radicals to look out of proportion.

"Huang Dahai wrote this. Sister Xin, look how cultured he is! He even writes poetry."

Qin Zhixin looked embarrassed. The table was too dirty and she didn't even want to sit down.

"What kind of culture is this? This is it. I forgot who wrote it, but it's the ancient poetry we're supposed to memorize! Why are you showing off with ancient poetry? And why are you pretending to be cultured by using traditional Chinese characters? If you have the guts, use simplified Chinese."

Qin Zhixin simply found this pretentious behavior clownish. What era is this now, the internet age, and they're still pulling these kinds of tricks. A pretentious high school freshman with no knowledge, pretending to be a scholar? Even in her previous life, those influencers, pretending to be sophisticated, resorted to such frivolous things as sitting around a fire and brewing tea just to look good in photos, but at least they put real effort into the poses and spent real money.

Huang Dahai wanted to appear cultured, so he deliberately used traditional Chinese characters to show off, but ended up exposing his butt.

Qin Zhixin was very unhappy. She used an eraser to erase the pencil marks.

There was a layer of something on the table, probably oil mud or something like that. The areas where the eraser had been used were obviously lighter in color than the surrounding areas.

"Tsk tsk. This must be so sad. It looks like it took a long time to write. Sister Xin, you are too heartless."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, when you see Silly Basket having fun, you should encourage him. After ten years of gaming, my heart has become as cold as my keyboard."

Qin Zhixin had a look of disgust on her face and wiped the table even harder.

Zhou Dahong was still talking, and started to rant again. "He even left his Penguin ID. He's probably waiting for you to add him tonight. He'll be unable to sleep otherwise."

"If you feel sorry for him, comfort him. When he does that, catch it with your face."

Zhou Dahong made exaggerated retching movements.

Qin Zhixin turned her head with a smile, as if she was not joking.

"Just add him. Use a fake account and say you're a girl who has a crush on him. Remember to post the chat history in the group."

"Isn't this too bad? Isn't it a bit bad?"

Qin Zhixin had no idea how many smurf accounts she had created, and this trick was already a breeze. "Remember his Penguin account. I'll find you an avatar and nickname that clearly shows a shy girl."

"Tsk, so familiar? You've even thought about what to do first? You haven't done this kind of thing a lot, have you? Sister Xin, tell me the truth, do you have a trumpet?"

Qin Zhixin narrowed her eyes, hid all her expressions, and looked serious, trying hard to act like an expert.

"Tsk, my student account is just a smurf. My main account is a legend on the dark side of the internet, a leader in word-of-mouth on forums."

"Are you a female online anchor?"

Zhou Dahong asked uncertainly. When Qin Zhixin heard the word "female anchor", she thought of those artificial monsters who wiggled their buttocks and shook silicone bears in front of the camera. She couldn't maintain the expression of pretending to be a master for a moment and it was instantly broken.

"Bah, why are you cursing at me? I'm a well-known great sage and heavenly master on the Internet."

"You're crazy, you're a goddamn master, do you think you're Zhang Jiao? And where did I curse? It's a female anchor! She just live-broadcasts a rocket flying like a rocket, and the taxes she pays in one night are higher than my dad's salary."

Zhou Dahong's tone was full of envy, but Qin Zhixin felt disdainful. Not only was she disdainful of the female anchor, but she was also disdainful of the fact that Zhou Dahong had such shallow eye sockets despite having a long handle. This made her feel a sense of pleasure that she was superior in IQ.

"Are you envious? It's not too late for you to go to Thailand now. You're not an adult yet, and you haven't fully developed yet."

"Forget it, forget it. My skin is so dark that even sex change can't save it."

"Is it possible that many female anchors are not whiter than you? Some don't show their faces, only their bodies, and use voice changers. Whenever you start a broadcast, I guess people will give you tips even if you put two steamed buns on your chest."

"How could someone be so hungry that he wouldn't be picky about what he eats? People with money don't stay idle."

Qin Zhixin was a little excited. She asked Zhou Dahong to come closer, and Zhou Dahong came over obediently.

"Do you know that there was a big news online recently? A streamer who mainly posted videos of beautiful feet was found to be a man."

"Jail guard? Prison? Isn't it a little dangerous for a woman to be a jailer? Besides, shouldn't we call the police?"

"What the hell are you talking about? I was talking about feet, hooves, and dog paws. Hey! Why are you so unsophisticated?"

Qin Zhixin's words didn't count, she even stretched out her feet to demonstrate a few things. Zhou Dahong then realized that it was the jade foot and not the jailer, but Qin Zhixin's disdain also made him feel a little embarrassed.

"I can't access the internet normally, so how could I possibly know this? Is that man selling his feet?"

"To be more precise, it's a foot video. Some people really like this and it's quite perverted."

"Hiss? What's so fun about your feet? They're all calloused and smelly."

"People are all different, and China has so many people with all sorts of interests. Plus, the internet can bring these niche hobbies together. I wouldn't be surprised if news broke that someone who likes to eat shit held an offline tasting event. Besides, feet aren't a niche hobby; it's always been in the top 20 tags on NHENTAI."

Zhou Dahong had a serious expression on his face. He felt that his previous impression of Qin Zhixin's "erudition" needed to be deepened.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. But if that man's feet are so appealing, it must be God's gift."

"Mao, he ordered a life-size, high-end silicone doll, the kind with all the details. The videos were all of his silicone wife, and the video had a filter so no one could tell at first. A bunch of people were chasing after her with tips. Now that it's been exposed, I don't know what the mental state of the guy who gave him tips and asked to contact him is."

Zhou Dahong didn't react at first, but when he saw Qin Zhixin winking at him, he quickly understood what she was talking about. He was quite shocked and exclaimed in amazement.

"Oh my god, you don't even use it yourself? What on the internet is real?"

"I can't say it's all fake. I can only say there's a lot of real stuff on the internet, but there's even more fake stuff, and there's even more useless junk information. It all depends on how you filter it and how you believe it."

Chapter 182 It’s all fake

After the midterm exam, there was plenty of time for dinner, so much so that it felt like a luxury. The history exam started just after 2:00 PM, and as long as the students were back in school before evening self-study, they would have enough time.

From the back gate of Nanshi High School, cross a street and turn into an alley behind the residential complex. You'll find a short street of self-built houses. On the corner is a small shop with a glass door labeled "Quick Haircut and Printing." It sounds far away, but it's actually less than a ten-minute walk. The shop isn't small, but it's three stories, totaling about 200 square meters. It's a converted, self-built concrete building. But they don't offer haircuts or printing.

Push open the unlocked security door and go in, and you will find that there is a different world inside this "barber shop".

This is an illegal Internet cafe that also provides online shopping ordering services.

The first floor is divided into two areas. The one near the door houses low-end computers capable of only accessing the internet, while the inner section houses express delivery lockers. The second floor houses more expensive computers capable of playing League of Legends. The third floor is the owner's personal residence, a shroud of secrecy. Students are often invited up there to work for unknown purposes.

The black internet cafe was packed with people, all first-year students from Nanshi High School. The second and third years would strictly follow the Gaokao (National College Entrance Examination) process, taking the exams over three consecutive days, but only the first year would finish relatively quickly.

After the exam, Ma Lisheng brought Zhou Dahong here to have fun.

Illegal internet cafes are more expensive than legitimate ones, charging a full four yuan an hour. This is because the owners take on greater risk and can raise prices without worrying about business. After all, they're the closest to Nanshi High School. But spending over ten yuan just to use the internet is still too much for students, so they usually come in groups of three or four, with several people using one computer to play around.

The boss, a portly young man, beamed with joy at the arrival of the "Gods of Wealth," his chubby face trembling with every expression. He frantically collected change, then, after serving those who wanted to turn on their phones, shouted again when he saw the crowds gathering.

"Class, I've recently launched a new business! I'm renting cell phones for 30 yuan a week, with a 100 yuan deposit. I'm selling these phone cards at the same price as the business office, but I'm charging a 5 yuan handling fee for each one."

"Fat brother, isn't that still five dollars more expensive?"

The boss shook off the fat on his face, and his middle-parted hair was fixed with hairspray like a piece of felt stuck to his scalp.

"Do you know the time cost? Shouldn't I spend time running errands for you? You guys have to go and get the card too, so why not let me do it for you?"

"This is too expensive. It's a Coolpad contract phone. It's worthless."

Someone raised questions on the spot.

"That's why the deposit is only a hundred! I'm just gambling on this. I'm betting that your teacher can't find it. Even if it's confiscated, I won't lose much."

The boss showed a flattering smile on his fat face and took out a stack of mobile phones rolled into a long strip with rubber bands from the counter.

"And if you rent from me, I can offer free charging. Think about it, I only make 30 yuan a week, which is just over 4 yuan a day, less than the price of two bottles of Coke, and you can play with your phone in bed at night. Just think about it."

Zhou Dahong was tempted by the idea, but he was short of money. Ma Lisheng curled his lips and pulled out ten yuan from his pocket, slapping it on the table.

"Fatty, there's a machine on the second floor that's been running for two hours. I advise you to stop doing this. If the school finds out, you'll definitely have no business in the future."

"Hey, Brother Sheng, don't I have too little money?"

"What's less? The net profit is at least three or four hundred a day, and on the weekends it's one or two thousand. Are you still not satisfied?"

The fat man smiled and was unmoved. He took out a small magnetic card, swiped it on the machine, entered the data for two hours, and then handed it to Ma Lisheng.

Ma Lisheng pulled Zhou Dahong and went up to the second floor. When they reached the second floor, Ma Lisheng was about to pick a machine to swipe the card to turn it on when Zhou Dahong spoke.

"Lao Ma, I think the mobile phone rental business is pretty good. I don't think I'm losing money."

Zhou Dahong smacked his lips. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that renting a phone was a truly cost-effective option. Bringing two extra batteries would be enough to last a week, and it only cost a few dollars a day. Unless they were unlucky enough to have their phone confiscated, even then, the loss would only be a little over a hundred. While it was a lot for a high school student, it wasn't a major expense; it would only cover three days of meals.

"Just listen to it. If you're secretly renting a phone now, won't you have to buy one later?"

"Well, I don't think it's a big deal. Look, Qin Zhixin and Liu Qinxiong bring their phones with them every day, don't they?"

"Qin Zhixin lives outside. Besides, her grades are pretty good. Liu Qinxiong only used his phone to tell tales. If you think phones don't affect your grades, you can give it a try."

"Doesn't Fang Bixian have a cell phone too? Why don't you tell him about his?"

"He hardly ever plays it. Seriously, don't do it. You're unlucky. You'll definitely get caught renting a phone. It'll be a small matter for you to suffer alone, but don't let it implicate us. Discipline and contraband won't stand up to scrutiny."

Zhou Dahong looked unhappy.

The two of them picked a machine in the corner, and when they turned it on, Zhou Dahong remembered that he could have some fun.

"By the way, Ma Ge, didn't you play a woman with a trumpet before? You were so excited at that time."

"Keep your voice down. Damn it, I shouldn't have told you."

"Oh, no. Look at this."

Zhou Dahong took out a crumpled tissue from his pocket with a string of numbers written on it.

"Well, create a small account and add it. Just say you are a girl from Class 3."

"Who is this? Your junior high school classmate?"

"Huang Dahai's number."