After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

"Do you think mine is big?"

Qin Zhixin gasped.

"My dear, so you admit it?"

"Whether you admit it or not is another matter. Just tell me whether it's a big deal or not."

"You're so proud of yourself. I only watch it online, and the ones I see most are those about beating thick horses."

"Don't give me that. I'm in your resource group. There are a lot of resources there."

"So you watched it?"

Qin Zhixin looked at Yang Qichao with amusement.

"I didn't see it, but I'm sure you did."

"Yours is about average size. If I were a man, mine would definitely be much bigger than yours."

Qin Zhixin lowered her voice and spoke strange and incoherent words in a tender and gentle tone. Yang Qichao felt his ears itchy when he heard them.

"If you were a man, you would have been beaten up a long time ago. Don't you think about how much you deserve a beating?"

He made a "tsk" sound, as if to deny this statement.

"Look at your virtue."

"You just said no, I want to hear you say yes."

"I already said yes. It's nice to be interested, really."

"What about you? Have you decided what to report?"

Qin Zhixin was stunned and didn't reply immediately. Yang Qichao continued to ask.

"Qin Zhixin, have you thought about your future?"

Qin Zhixin turned her head and looked directly into Yang Qichao's eyes, but her eyes, which were full of autumn water, were a little out of focus at this moment.

She always waited for the "system" to speak. It would tell her what to do next, and she would listen and do it. But the system was silent now, and her mind was dead silent.

Qin Zhixin recalled the past. The memories of this life were far more vivid than those of her "previous life," and she could recall many details. When she did something bad, the "system," though it loved to lecture her, was more likely to simply teach her how to cause trouble and how to escape after doing so, while her mother would simply spank her.

The "system" was always preaching, but even as it did so, it was also bewitching her. It seemed to offer her numerous paths, but they all boiled down to one single word: "honesty." It seemed to have a wide range of control, but it never restricted her life. If she wanted to give up, the worst that could happen was she would be sent to a technical secondary school. Yet, Qin Zhixin ultimately listened to the system most of the time.

Qin Zhixin had originally thought that relying on her experiences from her "previous life," she could easily make a name for herself in this life. But when the system stopped guiding her, she realized that her experiences from her "previous life" were truly insignificant. She couldn't make her own choices, and even when it came to doing bad things, she wanted the "system" to watch her do them.

In the previous life, he was surrounded by beautiful women and luxury cars, and he was successful and rose to prominence. He was truly a scumbag sitting firmly in the clouds.

But what about this life?

Her life and "his" life are completely different things, it's too much like a dream.

The table in front of me is full of food, but if it was put on it in the "previous life", it would probably be called swill.

Qin Zhixin was a little confused. She would not tell Yang Qichao what would happen in the future because she didn't know either. She would only tell others about it. She didn't dare to open her belly and look directly into her heart.

"Chaozi, this clam is quite unpalatable. It's all yours."

Chapter 61: Flowers Blooming in Nanling

The male protagonist Yang Qichao in the first volume doesn’t have many scenes left, and his role should be completely finished before the third volume.

Chapter 62: Autumn and Temperature Drop

September 23rd, the Autumnal Equinox, is a very meaningful time point.

After this day, the temperature is unlikely to rise further unless the rare El Niño phenomenon occurs.

The cold wave in Nanling did not come suddenly. There were signs of it the day before yesterday. Since the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, Qin Zhixin has felt colder day by day.

Nanling has been experiencing a particularly rapid decline this year. The temperature dipped during the Mid-Autumn Festival, then rose for a few days. But last night, the average temperature suddenly dropped by 13 degrees Celsius, signaling the arrival of autumn.

It was still dark in the morning, the skyline still tinged with yellow and gloomy. Qin Zhixin wore a tight-fitting beige hooded sweatshirt, layered over a light pink and white short-sleeved modal T-shirt. Even the loose-fitting sweatshirt accentuated her figure, its bulges at the top and bottom showcasing the exaggerated curves of her figure. She concealed a hint of spring, yet exuded a spring-like quality, alluringly half-concealed.

All I can say is that the human brain, as the largest sexual organ, will automatically fill in the rest of the content based on its own preferences as long as there is something that can generate relevant associations, even if it is just a curve. In fact, because of the blessing of imagination, it is even more charming than those who are too straightforward.

Qin Zhixin was still sleepy after chewing a bag of coffee dryly and swallowing it with water. But as soon as she opened the door, she shivered in the autumn wind. The cold wind penetrated through the collar of her sweatshirt, and even her fat rabbits were shaking with cold. In an instant, all her sleepiness disappeared completely.

The sudden chill made her wince, her body shivering with cold. She quickly put on the hood of her sweatshirt and tightened the brim, blocking the cold wind from entering through her collar. However, the cotton sweatshirt was not windproof, and she still felt a chill.

Qin Zhixin cursed inwardly and went back to get a denim jacket to put on to block the wind.

The wild chrysanthemums downstairs in Xingfu Garden were blooming languidly and densely. Osmanthus flowers were also in bloom, but they were still delicate, a mix of white and yellow. It didn't look particularly festive. In a few days, a thin layer of wilted osmanthus flowers would accumulate on the ground. Qin Zhixin disliked osmanthus; its fragrance was too vulgar, so overpowering it was unpleasant, like the cheap perfume of streetwalkers.

And after the osmanthus flowers fall, they become dirty when you step on them.

It is just like them, blooming in batches in big cities every year, crowded together despite the vastness of the world, smiling vulgarly and flatteringly, disappearing after a short while, like the internal hemorrhoids of society, hiding in some corner, and their regularity is like the dirt and acne that are refreshed regularly.

Outside the residential complex, without the windbreaks of the buildings, the wind felt even colder. Qin Zhixin couldn't help but wrap herself up in her coat. Due to her figure, her coats were usually loose and unisex. They could be worn loosely, but the wind would make them uncomfortable, with cold air blowing in from the cuffs and collar.

She had to wait for the early bus before dawn. Qin Zhixin felt a little regretful. In her opinion, the school's morning self-study was purely a useless exercise for self-admiration. A group of sleep-deprived young girls and boys gathered together to recite at the top of their voices. It seemed like self-PUA no matter how you looked at it, but most schools just fell for it.

Walking to the bus station, Qin Zhixin saw the bus arrive from afar, and ran to get on the bus. Fang Qiyun from No. 1 Middle School was also on the bus. When he saw Qin Zhixin coming, he greeted her with a blushing face.

This guy had a chubby face, and when he smiled at her, his eyes narrowed into slits. Such facial features would be cute on an animal, but on a boy they looked strangely funny. Qin Zhixin would greet an acquaintance with a smile, exclaiming "oh oh oh" as she sat down in the empty seat next to him, without the slightest air of a "lady."

Two weeks ago, she'd met Fang Qiyun on this bus and added him as a friend on the Penguin account. The large penguin avatar was quite distinctive, a Tom cat grinning with its tongue hanging out, looking like it had Down syndrome. Qin Zhixin always felt it suited her better. One glance at it made one assume the owner was a gullible, foolish virgin. Using this kind of avatar to "fish" for fools was the most satisfying, and it also offered a lot of contrast.

She'd been having a great time online with Fang Qiyun the past two weeks. Over the holiday break, she'd even formed a small team with him and a few other friends on the LAN to play Left 4 Dead 2. The fat guy in the game was incredibly reliable. Though he was always hunched over, he was almost always the one to save his teammates when they fell. So, to Qin Zhixin, this tall, fat guy was generally considered a capable person, not one of those idiots who only cared about the appearance of a beautiful woman.

"Can't you open your eyes?"

Qin Zhixin said with a smile, she held her two little hands together and blew air into her palms. Her pretty, jade-white face was pinked by the wind, which was truly beautiful.

"My face is big and my eyes are small, and my eyes become like this when my face moves." Fang Qiyun tried to open his eyes wide, but it seemed that he couldn't open them wide, and he still didn't look very energetic. He saw Qin Zhixin approaching and continued.

"By the way, have you played the MOD I sent you yesterday?"

Qin Zhixin's face was full of disgust.

"That girl mod for The Elder Scrolls? No way."

"Why is it not working? All the NPCs inside have been changed. They are all in swimsuits."

Fang Qiyun was a little anxious. He had bought that MOD in a resource group, and the price was not cheap.

"You've added too much clutter. The Elder Scrolls Online is only about 30GB, and your mod is already 30GB. I can't even run my computer after installing it, and the fan is blowing so hard it's about to drain the battery."

Qin Zhixin felt her hands were warmed by rubbing, so she put them in the pockets of her denim jacket.

This mod was also available on the "Touch+" forum, but she had never been bothered to download it before because it took up too much memory, and her rubbish computer wasn't very powerful. She was also a little upset that Fang Qiyun actually treated her like some innocent, brainless high school girl who only screamed "Aaaaah" at some young Korean celebrity.

This kind of MOD that provides no gaming experience at all is not worth playing by anyone who has even a basic understanding of the inner world's resources.

"That's because your computer is too old. My family just bought one, and it cost over 10,000 yuan. It's really good at playing games!"

Fang Qiyun spoke cautiously, secretly observing Qin Zhixin's expression. He feared he would offend her by saying this, but he also hoped she would admire him after hearing he had a computer worth over ten thousand yuan. But he knew in his heart that was impossible. Qin Zhixin wouldn't admire him just because of a broken computer. With her troublemaking beauty, she was practically a fairy from heaven. Add to that her good nature and willingness to chat with a plain-looking guy like him, and she probably already had enough suitors to fill several classes.

As for him, it had been almost a month since the start of the school year at Nanyi Middle School, and he hadn't even exchanged more than ten sentences with a girl in his class. Forget about Nanyi Middle School. The last time he was alone with a girl his age was when he first started junior high, and most boys back then didn't even have beards.

Qin Zhixin didn't react at all.

"Come on, forget it! Playing a game is such a struggle. What graphics card did you buy? A 780?"

"780ti, very fast, boots up in just over ten seconds."

"I've been thinking about buying a 680 yuan phone lately. It's time to upgrade after using it for a long time."

"Why buy a 680 now? It's last year's model and its performance is not as good as the new 770."

Qin Zhixin curled her lips in a sarcastic tone.

"Tsk, Master Fang is really rich~ He just spent money and made money, that's amazing~"

"You! You'll know once you get into this thing."

"I'm not buying it. I looked at the price, and the scalpers have marked it up to 7,000. The official price is only 4999. It's newly released, and the price is too high. I dare not buy it. It's better to buy a previous generation flagship. I saw a used 680 in top condition online for less than 2,000."

Qin Zhixin counted on her fingers and said that the bus was about to arrive at the Nanshigao High School station. She stood up and prepared to get off, but Fang Qiyun was still counting on her fingers.

"Second-hand ones are worn out, so how can you get a good deal? If you buy a brand new GTX 770, even if there are scalpers, it will only cost 3,000 yuan. It's better to look for a good first-hand one."

"Anyway, the performance of the 680 and 770 is not much different. I can play with them. I built a computer to play with it. It must be based on the price-performance ratio. Let's talk later. I'm leaving now."

Qin Zhixin had a canvas backpack hanging on one shoulder. When she saw the door open, she didn't even turn her head, just waved and jumped out of the car.

Fang Qiyun raised his hand in the air, wanting to say goodbye, but Qin Zhixin got out of the car without even looking back, which made him feel a little awkward. He couldn't put his hand down, nor could he keep it raised, so he finally put it down.

The bus door closed, and the gate of Nanshigao High School disappeared from Fang Qiyun's sight, completely blocked by other buildings. Fang Qiyun felt melancholy. He touched the place where Qin Zhixin had just sat. It was still warm, with her body temperature remaining, and he seemed to be able to faintly smell her fragrance.

It was a scent that was both alluring and charming, fresh and gorgeous, like a rose growing in the cracks of rocks in the mountains.

Last week, it was just a simple effort, but I unexpectedly got the Penguin account of Qin Zhixin, the famous campus beauty from the neighboring school. This is a happy thing.

Qin Zhixin is not as cold as she appears. She and he have a lot in common. This should be the second happy event, but Fang Qiyun feels sad.

He wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her deeply until she was out of breath, but Qin Zhixin had no such idea. She just wanted to play games. She might not even think of him as a man.

He harbored a strong desire for Qin Zhixin, a desire that any normal man would have. After all, she was so beautiful and so charming. He felt that Qin Zhixin's appearance seemed to be born to be pampered by men. This sounded very vulgar, but Fang Qiyun knew that he was a vulgar person.

People can't completely get rid of vulgar tastes, at least Fang Qiyun feels that he can't completely get rid of vulgar tastes.

He likes the opposite sex, especially beautiful ones, just as he likes fried junk food. He is eager to get close to beautiful girls, talk to them, and interact with them.

But he didn't have the courage.

Chapter 63: The Difference Between Heaven and Earth

Fang Qiyun often has a strange feeling, a "noble" feeling of being excluded.

He felt that his taste was different from those silly classmates outside. His taste and hobbies were more elegant than those of ordinary classmates.

Just like playing games, he only likes to play "niche" games, such as "Left 4 Dead", "Dark Souls", and "Call of Duty". Compared with DNF, CF and LOL played by his classmates, he feels that his taste is much more elegant than theirs.

But he also felt that the top students in his grade were too pretentious. He knew a boy a few years his junior who only loved listening to symphonies. And then there was his cousin Fang Bixian, a top student in the key classes at Nanshi High School. As a child, he lived in Fang Bixian's shadow. When he was in elementary school, he couldn't read and only watched anime, but Fang Bixian was already reading the Twenty-Four Histories at home and could even write annotations.

Fang Qiyun felt a little chest tightness, even though the windows were open on the bus.

Fang Qiyun felt that most of these top students were out of touch with reality. They could always pretend to have a set of incomprehensible hobbies to outsiders, as if they were born with the talent for acting. They could always show inappropriate excellence at inappropriate times, and their "excellent" habits and hobbies were mostly useless in Fang Qiyun's view.

But Qin Zhixin was different. She played the same game as him, and was even better at it than him. She could admit to "scavenging secondhand trash" without a trace of adolescent vanity, and Fang Qiyun had never seen a girl like her.

He knew there were some frugal girls, and there were definitely quite a few of them. But he was in the "International Class" at Nanyi Middle School, and Fang Qiyun felt it was a place for wealthy men and women to gather, to prevent them from getting bored and resorting to drugs and promiscuity.

He changed classes, and the girls would even compare brands of makeup remover. They considered the pursuit of so-called "value for money" to be utterly shameful. No, it wasn't just the girls; the boys in his class were the same way. He used a crappy phone, which was obviously quite expensive, but was still looked down upon by the class's latest iPhones.

If he had photos of her on his phone and was reluctant to change them, he would probably be using a fruit machine now.

There are so many "ifs" in this world. Whether they are considered "coincidences" or "fate," these "ifs" always change a person inadvertently. If the family car hadn't been sent in for repairs, he wouldn't have run into Qin Zhixin at the bus stop. If he hadn't secretly photographed her at the bus stop, he wouldn't have gotten involved with her.

Fang Qiyun still remembers the first message Qin Zhixin sent him after adding him as a friend. It's only been half a week, but he's certain he'll never forget the emoji she used to greet him: the main character from an hentai anime. At the time, he assumed Qin Zhixin was just randomly receiving emojis and was "shocking," so he sent her a message asking if she knew what the emojis were.

Qin Zhixin didn't reply, but just sent a magnetic link, a complete set of 720p high-definition resources.

Everything was implied, Fang Qiyun knew that she knew what she had sent.

Sometimes Fang Qiyun couldn't help but think that it would be great if Qin Zhixin was a boy, then they would definitely have a lot of common topics. Fortunately, Qin Zhixin was not a boy, but unfortunately, Qin Zhixin was not a boy either.

Fang Qiyun was afraid that if he revealed his feelings, he and Qin Zhixin would not even be able to be friends.

So now it's good, Qin Zhixin can treat him as an online friend, and she is satisfied with just chatting with him when she remembers him. Before meeting Qin Zhixin, Fang Qiyun's understanding of her was limited to the posts on the BBS where she was secretly photographed.

Aside from the fact that they lived in the same city, they had virtually no connection. One was a stunning campus beauty, a top student in a prestigious high school. He was a mediocre, overweight otaku who had only gotten into high school thanks to his family's limited financial resources. It was entirely possible that they would never develop a relationship in the foreseeable future.

He liked Qin Zhixin, but he knew his level. He suddenly felt a little regretful. If only he had a "hobby" that he could show off, if only he could talk to her about equestrianism, violin, golf, etc. But fortunately, he didn't know these things. He was just a fool who only knew how to play computer games, so he and Qin Zhixin had something in common.

The bus arrived at Nanyi Middle School, and Fang Qiyun got off. The sweet osmanthus flowers at the entrance of Nanyi Middle School were in full bloom, and the fragrance was so strong, but Fang Qiyun paid no attention to them. Qin Zhixin was still on his mind.

Qin Zhixin is indeed a beauty.

Her pure and charming appearance, attractive figure, and her quirky temperament and imaginative behavior, when combined together, create an indescribable attraction.

The huge contrast, the ultimate temptation, the unparalleled charm, even though Fang Qiyun knew his own weight, he still couldn't help but want to be a moth flying into the fire.

Fang Qiyun felt that he had never seen such a special girl, but his admiration for her was his poison.

All false love. Desires, fantasies, fantasies, poisonous impracticality. All emotions, straight and crooked. Feelings, intuitions, pains, pathetic illusions.

Self-knowledge is Fang Qiyun's biggest obstacle. He knows that his love for Qin Zhixin can only remain in his dreams.

His emotions were clamoring for him to boldly go for it. He even imagined the name of their child. If he didn't express his feelings now, he might regret it for the rest of his life. Fifteen years from now, when he fell asleep hugging a woman he didn't love, would he regret his cowardice now?

But his rationality poured cold water on him. He knew his fantasy was a fleeting dream, and when he woke up, he would still be a nobody. He had no grades, no looks, and was a complete background figure. But if he took his illusion seriously and bravely yet foolishly expressed his feelings, when he woke up, he would be exposed to the cruel truth and become a clown.

Everything is fine now, and she is willing to talk to him online when she is free.

Isn't he also intoxicated by this, intoxicated by this numbness of drinking poison to quench thirst.