After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

Before entering the classroom, Qin Zhixin took off her mask and sun hat. Nanling City was still a bit hot in early September. She had just climbed to the sixth floor and a thin layer of sweat was oozing out of her body, making her skin look even more moisturized as if it were covered with glaze. Her fair face was slightly rosy. Her outfit attracted a lot of attention as soon as she entered the door.

Qin Zhixin was secretly complaining that her leader only cared about face-saving projects and was even unwilling to install an elevator on the sixth floor.

Even the ugliest school uniform cannot hide her looks and figure, not to mention the pink and green halter dress she is wearing today, which shows off her figure while being somewhat plain and elegant. This somewhat contradictory impression can be described as pure desire in later generations, but where have the young people today seen this?

In 2013, the online Shamatte trend had not yet faded away.

Even when she was motionless, she was still seducing. It was okay when she didn't know most of the people outside, but when she met people she knew in class, she would feel a strange sense of shame when she wore clothes that didn't fit in.

Qin Zhixin simply ignored those mixed gazes of jealousy, admiration, and amazement, and walked towards her seat with an expressionless face.

Qin Zhixin returned to her seat and put down her bag. She had just climbed to the sixth floor and now felt a little out of breath, so she let out a long breath.

As soon as she sat down, the chiffon silk blouse on her upper body slipped to both sides, and one of the shoulder straps of her silk skirt tilted to the side of her shoulder, revealing a small piece of jade-like white space on her upper body. Under the pale green silk suspender skirt was a pure white cotton lingerie with lace edges. The roundness and fullness of her body outlined an exaggerated curve, bulging high and bulging.

The thin silk dress vaguely reveals the patterns embroidered on the inner garment. The smooth and tender skin shows an attractive luster under the thin silk. The proud parts tremble rhythmically and playfully with the girl's breathing.

Qin Zhixin sighed and felt a little hot. She took off her chiffon blouse, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it casually into the drawer.

Chapter 22 Animal News

There are still more than ten minutes before class starts. The first class in the morning is Zhang Wei's math class, but he hasn't arrived yet.

At Nanshi High School, freshmen don't just have morning reading sessions, unlike seniors. Sophomores and juniors also have morning reading sessions, with morning reading sessions starting at 5:55 AM and ending at 6:10 AM, and morning reading sessions from 6:10 AM to 6:50 AM. This is essentially the Hengshui model of honoring learning. There's a false sense that splitting a class into two will double the impact, and most of these inexplicable arrangements are the result of impulsive decisions made by leadership.

Generally speaking, the homeroom teacher is required to oversee morning and morning reading sessions. This is why Zhang Wei has always been reluctant to become the homeroom teacher for sophomores and juniors. Middle-aged people who wake up too early risk losing their pensions. However, as the homeroom teacher of a key class, Zhang Wei enjoys certain privileges.

For example, he was late for self-study and left early, and he skipped morning meetings. After being a veteran for a long time, he usually became close friends with the grade director and the vice-principal, bragging and chatting. It can be said that if Zhang Wei was willing to fight for it, he could become the grade director.

But Zhang Wei is lazy.

They were all just trying to make a living at public school. As long as students did well on the test, they were fine. He'd seen plenty of people fooling around with promises. He had flowers, birds, fish, and plants to care for, and kidney-nourishing tea to make. Coming late was late, but at least he was here. We were all adults, so there was no need to dwell too much on vague attitudes.

As a middle-aged man who has lived to the end of his life, Zhang Wei has made slacking off a necessity at work. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used CCTV's "School Starts" to fool around while other class teachers would hold meetings to motivate the students on the first day of school.

As it turns out, most students prefer such teachers. If they don’t want to listen to his class, they can just slack off openly.

Qin Zhixin carefully pulled her phone out of the hole in the table and saw that Fang Qiyun had accepted her friend request. But Fang Qiyun was probably too shy to say anything except, "I've approved your friend verification request. Now we can start chatting."

Qin Zhixin showed a playful smile, sent him an emoticon pack of "Diushonin·Xuefeng" to say hello, and sent another sentence "Qin Zhixin", then logged off the Penguin student account.

She realized during the chat that this guy was definitely not pure, and sent this emoticon package. If this stupid fat guy saw it, he would probably be thinking about it all day long.

Qin Zhixin raised her little head and warily squinted at Zhang Wanbai beside her.

At this moment, she was diligently reviewing the math content for the first period. Qin Zhixin breathed a sigh of relief, concealing her phone screen as much as possible and logging into the "Hunyuan Dachu" account.

As soon as she came online, she saw the notification that she was being tortured in the "Touching House". Yesterday, she was busy playing "Minecraft" and had no time to join the group chat. She guessed that there was another bastard in the "Touching House" who was trying to make trouble for her.

Class is about to start in less than five minutes, and that lazy guy Zhang Wei hasn't arrived yet.

I hid my phone a little deeper and quietly opened "Touch Home". The 99+ messages that needed to be refreshed made the phone a little stuck.

I quickly scrolled up and scanned her content. "Muzigou" had photoshopped her Penguin profile picture onto a manatee, with a news link above it.

The day before yesterday, Qin Zhixin reported him in the work group, forcing him to log off his account. It took him a while to get back online. Li Feifei and the others in the group discussed this and realized it wasn't the first time Qin Zhixin had done this. Earlier this year, "Mr. Pickled Cucumber" had been misled by "Hunyuan Dachu" when he was posting resources, and so had Lao Fang. The account had already been warned more than once.

Li Feifei has had a smooth career since she was a child, so how could she tolerate such humiliation? These two kept chasing after the "Hunyuan Dachu".

When Qin Zhixin saw the link, she cautiously turned down the volume of her phone to the lowest level to avoid being redirected to something strange.

Ever since she posted a Trojan horse disguised as a magnet link in the group, some of the group members she had targeted have held a grudge against her and would occasionally send us Trojan horse programs disguised as links. Normally, as long as you don't click on them, you'll be fine, but this girl is like a cat waiting to be spanked, her heart itching even if she doesn't even look at them.

Clicking on her will only lead to social failure, but not clicking on her will make you feel uncomfortable for the whole day.

Qin Zhixin pressed the speaker tightly with her fingers to prevent the volume from being too loud, and clicked it with trembling hands. There was a link to serious news inside.

Recently, a manatee in Florida, America, died unexpectedly. The investigation showed that it had been having sex with a crab all day, but it was with the same sex. Pictures, pictures, pictures...

The Florida Department of Agriculture said Hugh's death was preceded by a day of heavy crabbing. He ultimately died from a 17.5cm laceration and other injuries. (Image, image)

Manatees only mate with crabs of the opposite sex during the crab season. They mate with crabs of the same sex at other times, but...

The rest of the group chat was filled with laughter and laughter. When they saw that she didn't reply, they started to make things even more obscene. They randomly sent out GIF emoticons taken from various ghost movies and TV shows, which was simply disgusting.

"what?"

Qin Zhixin cried out softly in disdain, her brows furrowed and her cheeks flushed, a mixture of disdain and curiosity. Her charming and affectionate face revealed a look of disdain in her eyes, her lips tightly pursed in hesitation. She was truly amused by this. These bastards were only capable of photoshopping photos. At worst, she could just change her profile picture.

What kind of news is this? If I don't read it, I'll feel miserable all day. If I read it, I'll feel miserable all day too.

Qin Zhixin couldn't help but click on the link again and take another look.

The two-way plug is quite nice.

[Oh, you don't understand. The smarter the animal, the more likely it is to exhibit similar behaviors.]

The system also enjoyed watching it. In his previous life, when he was still a real person, he would talk about all kinds of things after having sex with his wife or confidante.

He likes to talk about this kind of embarrassing topic the most. At this moment, this frivolous old man continues to explain science to Qin Zhixin.

Manatees, dolphins, and other animals have this tendency, and bonobos are particularly known for their tendency to greet and resolve disputes with each other. They'll greet each other several times a day, often dozens of times a day.

[Eh, wouldn't that mean it would take several hours just to do this?]

Although Qin Zhixin was disgusted by what she heard, she was still curious. The memories instilled by the system, including those of her "past life" and her close female friends, had been deleted. After all, the system had no habit of being snooped on, but Qin Zhixin still learned from some of its "close female friends" that sex in her "past life" took a long time.

In my "previous life", I was an absolute macho man!

Bonobos are different from humans. Most of their sleep is only a few seconds, so even if you think it's a long time, it's actually less than ten minutes in total.

If it's that frequent, wouldn't bonobos have lots of babies? Wouldn't that mean the population is too large and food isn't scarce?

They have difficulty reproducing, only giving birth to one every several years. Many of them also have HIV, though AIDS has little effect on them. It's said, and I say it's said, that the human patient zero of AIDS was infected after having sex with the bonobo Yamato.

【Huh! 】

Qin Zhixin suddenly became excited. She took her cell phone out of the hole in the table, opened the browser, searched for "AIDS" and "gorilla", and read with great interest.

[Hey! This is disgusting! These filthy things are so crazy, are they going to try to get into any crack in the wall they see?]

[Ahem, the Sindhu people really do have exhaust pipes, and it even made the news. I wouldn't be surprised if there were news of Indians getting on lizards someday. Actually, if you look around, you'll understand. In the past, many fishermen would use fish to meet their needs, finding the mouths of those toothless fish, while ocean sailors were more likely to use sheep.]

The system continued to show off, and Qin Zhixin was delighted. She searched for "India" and "exhaust pipe." She found an article with a photo of the captured Indian and the victim's car, and downloaded it directly. Using a photo editing app on her phone, she photoshopped "Pickled Cucumber"'s face onto the car, sent the image and link to "Touching Life Home," and bought Pickled Cucumber.

That bastard Mu Zigou was definitely still asleep at this hour. The group was mostly filled with college students. He'd be better off killing them than asking them to wake up at 7 a.m. At this time, "Hunyuan Dachu" was invincible in the group!

Qin Zhixin's expression grew more playful, her wickedly charming demeanor, as if she had just played a prank, blossoming across her jade-like face, a face as pure and beautiful as a scourge. It exuded a pure yet alluring sweetness, an absolute, fatal temptation.

Is a walrus smart? I think it looks stupid. Are you being too condescending by comparing it to a chimpanzee?

Walruses are pretty smart, considering their size. I remember your godfather once came back and brought you a pen. The pen holder was made of walrus bones.

The system is not familiar with this. This kind of animal only appears in "Animal World" and various bizarre movies. It looks ugly and weird.

[Huh? Has Lao Zhang ever given it to you? He only knows how to give weird things.]

[I definitely did. It was probably when you were just starting junior high. He gave it to you when he came home on vacation. You were too busy playing games at the time.]

Qin Zhixin suddenly felt uncomfortable sitting and twisted her body on the stool.

[Who would be so kind as to give this thing away? No wonder this old man is so dishonest.]

[Hey, you're right, your godfather is really not serious. Last time, he told your mom that he got someone pregnant in South America and just ran away without taking responsibility.]

Qin Zhixin almost choked and her almond-shaped eyes widened.

[Is Zhang Yunting so awesome? No, he told my mom this? He's just drunk and says anything. Didn't he pursue my mom before?]

"Well, I can only say it's a good thing your mother didn't agree. He's been traveling all over the world for years and finally became the first mate. I don't know how many more years it will take before he can become the captain. This kind of job is not a living."

The system's words sounded mournful, but there was also an element of gloating in it.

[I'm having a good time. Going to South America and spending a day with a virgin girl only costs a few bucks. Human life is worth nothing.]

Qin Zhixin felt a little envious. Zhang Yunting's carefree and cheerful life did have an inexplicable appeal to a child who didn't like going to school, not to mention that every time he came back, he would bring back a lot of "junk" and experiences from all over the world.

Chapter 23 Photo Post

Nanling No. 1 Senior High School is less than three kilometers away from Nanling Experimental Senior High School in a straight line, and even with the winding roads and bridges, it is only four bus stops away.

Normally, two top-tier, key high schools wouldn't be so close together. However, because Nanling No. 1 High School was built so long ago, there was a lack of planning, and two rivers separated the two schools. Back then, everything was about "quick construction," and not long after Nanling No. 1 High School was completed, the surrounding area was designated as a university town.

When there was no bridge, the river was a natural boundary, but after the bridge was built, the previous plan seemed a bit awkward.

Before he even reached the classroom, his phone rang with a message. Fang Qiyun saw the message from Qin Zhixin, a character from Taimanin. The fat guy was so excited that his entire body was shaking. He didn't know if it was the heat or something else, but he was sweating profusely, soaking his chest and armpits.

"Fang Qiyun: Do you like this? I have the full set of resources, the official version without any censorship."

Qin Zhixin didn't reply to him. Judging from her Penguin status, she had already gone offline. Fang Qiyun grabbed the collar of his school uniform and wiped the sweat from his chin. He felt a little breathless.

Fang Qiyun felt that the message he had sent was inappropriate. How could he send resources as his first message? And to a beautiful girl who looked like a fairy, he was sending such resources.

Fang Qiyun realized it later and quickly withdrew the message he had sent and sent another one instead.

"Fang Qiyun:!"

He felt a little dizzy, which might be alkalosis caused by emotional excitement and rapid breathing, but the high school student's brain did not know this. He only thought it was because Qin Zhixin had touched his chest. When he wiped the sweat just now, he felt as if there was a faint scent of her on that spot.

Fang Qiyun restored the photos that Qin Zhixin had deleted, secretly admired them again, and went to the classroom to put down his bag first. At this time, other classes had almost arrived, but the people in his class were scattered.

He was in the "International Class" at Nanyi High School, or what other students jokingly called the "Export Class." Half the class had likely already gone abroad to study before their senior year, so the classes they attended most attentively were foreign languages. The International Class was set up by their principal, Kong Yucheng, and was essentially a revenue-generating project. Fang Qiyun's tuition and fees alone had already exceeded 150,000 yuan that year. Adding in other miscellaneous expenses, the cost of living was practically the same as living abroad.

Fang Qiyun sent all these photos to his cousin Fang Bixian, who was studying at Nanjing Experimental High School. He and his cousin had been friends since childhood, but Fang Bixian was different. He had always been at the top of his class, and although his family was not as rich as his, they were not bad either.

"Fang Qiyun: Brother, let me show you a beautiful woman"

"Fang Qiyun: Your school"

"Fang Qiyun: Pictures, pictures, pictures, pictures"

In a moment, the other party replied.

"Fang Bixian:???"

"Fang Bixian: Where did you do this?"

Fang Qiyun was about to post the photo he had taken secretly while waiting for the bus, but he felt it would be embarrassing, so he changed his mind.

"Fang Qiyun: On the Forum"

A similar situation occurred on the high school's BBS and its corresponding forums. Since they were all high school students, posts about beauties from other schools were more likely to become popular than those from the same school. Qin Zhixin's cousin, Tang Manwen, had quite a few posts on the Nanshi High School BBS. It was the presence of a beauty like Qin Zhixin, a truly impressive figure, that contributed to the decrease in posts about beauties from other schools on the Nanshi High School BBS and forums after she enrolled.

In previous years, posts about hidden photos of girls from Shigao High School were followed by a bunch of young men flatteringly asking the poster if the girl in the photo had a boyfriend. The poster herself had even resorted to taking secret photos. This kind of behavior is generally considered the most shameless kind of troll, on par with the kind of "evaluate XXX" posts on the anti-corruption forum. Even among otakus, it's the same niche as a rat in the gutter.

Normally, if this type of guy can face a pretty girl of the opposite sex and not shiver in the knees, he's considered mentally strong. In middle school, there's always this weird subconscious feeling that the next class or school has more beautiful girls. Often, boys from two adjacent classes will envy each other because the other class has more beautiful girls than their own.

This is a kind of group consciousness that is almost like a weird story. In essence, it is more of an absurd illusion that distance creates beauty.

Take, for example, Class 2, Grade 1 at Nanshi High School. Aside from the dreaded Qin Zhixin, the classmate's two other beauties, Li Jinjin and Zhao Qingzi, are both quite attractive. Li Jinjin has a sweet face and a nice figure, but rumor has it she's been involved with several men. Zhao Qingzi, on the other hand, has fairer skin, is taller, and has long, straight legs. While she may not have breasts or a butt, she's still quite attractive.

But the boys in the class would subconsciously avoid discussing the pretty girls in the same class. Even when chatting in the dormitory at night, they would try their best to ignore them and talk more about the beauties in the class next door. Even if they had a crush on a classmate, they usually didn't dare to say it directly, for fear that the girl would know their feelings and then they would become the clown and embarrassed.

Boys of this age often face a dilemma. Their surging hormones, coupled with the flood of erotic content online, fuel an uncontrollable yearning for the opposite sex. At the same time, due to family upbringing, overly sentimental tendencies, and low self-esteem, they often keep their feelings of admiration buried deep within their hearts, and even those who dare to express them only do so in a joking manner.

"Fang Bixian: I said, the secretly photographed clothes are the same as what she wore today, I thought it was you who took the photo."

Fang Qiyun's heart skipped a beat. He looked around in his seat. Fang Bixian's words gave him a strange illusion: someone was looking at him. But this was mostly because he had done something bad and was unsure of himself.

"Fang Qiyun: Haha, how is that possible? I am an honest man."

"Fang Bixian: That's right, you really don't dare."

"Fang Bixian: Her name is Qin Zhixin, she sits in front of me, and we are in the same class."

"Fang Qiyun:?"

"Fang Bixian: Really, don't post this stupid thing. Who can understand Katakana?"

"Fang Qiyun: You don't understand, I am"

"Fang Bixian: There's a guy in my class who talks a lot like a Japanese. He's almost completely lost the right to choose a spouse."

At this time, in the classroom of Class 1 and 2 of Nanshi High School.

Fang Bixian was lying on the desk in the classroom. He was a little sleepy so he just started browsing his phone. His cousin Fang Qiyun happened to send him a message.

"Fang Qiyun: Brother, let me show you a beautiful woman"

Fang Bixian was startled. Seeing the words "beautiful woman" immediately reminded him of Qin Zhixin. But it wasn't his fault. She was undoubtedly the prettiest and most impeccably shaped girl at Nanshi High School. He was about to reply when he saw the photo.

The cell phone used to take the photo had very high pixels, and the person in the photo was the first person he thought of.

Fang Bixian felt that these were candid photos, but they didn't look like them. In some photos, Qin Zhixin was clearly looking at the camera, and the look in her eyes that was looking at trash inexplicably piqued Fang Bixian's aesthetic taste.

He also wanted Qin Zhixin to look at him this way.

In the picture, Qin Zhixin is wearing a white wide-brimmed sun hat and a cotton mask, but this does not reduce her beauty at all. Instead, it adds a hazy feeling, as if she is holding a lute with her face half covered. Her eyes are affectionate, as pure as the cold moon reflected in the autumn water of a cold pond, and as seductive as the willows and red apricots caressing the spring breeze.