After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

This stinky guy is also very vulgar, but he is open about his lust. He stared at her breasts with his dead fish eyes, and when she pointed it out, he even said something stupid like "beautiful". The irritating smell of a straight man is simply overflowing from him.

Although he is vulgar, he is not boring. Sometimes when she makes him angry, he will even get angry and argue with her.

Qin Zhixin seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly. Her mood was not affected by the bad weather outside the car at all, and she was very bright.

Sitting down by the window in the back of the car, Lu Baiyin saw Qin Zhixin sitting there and wanted to join him, but Zhou Xinshu was one step ahead of him and had already sat down next to her.

Chapter 70 Reasonableness

Zhou Xinshu's hair was still dripping with water, and the water droplets fell on the satin windbreaker he was wearing, rolled down twice and then seeped into it.

After sitting down, he couldn't hold back even two minutes. He moved closer to Qin Zhixin, leaning his upper body towards her, taking a greedy, deep breath.

The closer he got to Qin Zhixin, the more alluring her delicate fragrance became, as if inviting him to embrace her. He wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, to make her openly face him, to make them inseparable.

But it’s far from time yet.

"Qin Zhixin, didn't you say you had questions for me? You can ask now. It's still early before we get to No. 1 Middle School, so we can talk a lot."

Zhou Xinshu spoke in a low voice, and when no one around could hear him, he didn't even say "classmate" but called Qin Zhixin by her name. He made no secret of his desire.

Qin Zhixin turned her head, looked him up and down, and met Zhou Xinshu's eyes casually.

Zhou Xinshu looked into Qin Zhixin's eyes without flinching, as if he was demonstrating. There seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes. The natural yellow crystal glasses lenses were stained with a few raindrops, reflecting the teaching building outside the car window and the sky in the infinite distance, as well as Qin Zhixin's curvy figure.

Qin Zhixin didn't answer him, she just rolled her eyes. She thought Zhou Xinshu was being too serious. If it were Yang Qichao, she would have scolded him, "What a waste!" If conditions allowed, she would have even punched him in the arm.

But she was not familiar with Zhou Xinshu.

"Mr. Zhou, why is your hair wet?"

"Stop calling me classmate and call me Zhou Xinshu. I prefer you to call me Brother Shu."

Zhou Xinshu spoke Meng Lang's words seriously. His long, skinny face was not suitable for such a serious look.

Qin Zhixin was amused by his serious expression.

"Okay, Brother Shu...classmate~"

Qin Zhixin leaned forward slightly, turning her head to face Zhou Xinshu, her pretty face brimming with a charming smile. Zhou Xinshu was so stunned by her smile that his breath was taken away, and the fire in his heart burned even more fiercely.

"Qin Zhixin, I'm serious. If you don't know something, you can come to me. No, I should say you can come to me for anything. I'm definitely more reliable than someone you know."

"Haha, you have a lot of opinions about Yang Qichao."

"I said someone, I didn't say who that someone was."

"Stop it, be straightforward. I don't want to beat around the bush. I often hear your name mentioned by Yang Qichao."

"Oh? Did you say anything about me?"

The minibus slowly drove out of the gate of Nanshi High School.

"Hmm~ Let me think about it, he said too much. Have you ever been to No. 1 Middle School before?"

"Yes, I go there often. My uncle is from No. 1 Middle School."

Zhou Xinshu's expression was a little subtle.

Qin Zhixin pulled a pack of tissues from her pocket, pulled out a piece, and passed it between her slender, white fingers to Zhou Xinshu. Her complexion was the color of cream, her fingers delicate as jade—a gift from the Creator. Zhou Xinshu not only took the tissue, but also went a step further and directly grasped Qin Zhixin's small hand.

Qin Zhixin pulled her hands out of Zhou Xinshu's hands with a little effort. She didn't mind Zhou Xinshu's recklessness. She knew very well that she was attractive to the opposite sex. This was her rich capital, and she was very proud of it.

"Your hands are a little cold."

"You're weak. I heard Yang Qichao say that if you go to No. 1 Middle School, they'll give you 300,000, right?"

"Not only that, the fourth-place finisher in the city's high school entrance exam went to No. 1 Middle School and received a scholarship of 380,000 yuan. My score is higher than hers, do you think I'm only worth that much?"

Zhou Xinshu rubbed his fingers together. Qin Zhixin's hand, just held, was so delicate it felt like it could be squeezed dry. But he also noticed the watch she was wearing. Even a fleeting glance at the exquisite craftsmanship of the enamel dial gave Zhou Xinshu a clue. His family had seen fine things, and he wasn't a "fool" like Yang Qichao, who knew nothing about luxury.

"Well, they are all astronomical figures, but they don't make any difference to me."

"Money has never been an issue. How could anyone be reluctant to give money to a top scorer in the college entrance examination, even if it was from Nanling Experimental High School? I prefer to call it a good fate. When we enter society, most of us will still stay in Nanling. The scholarship given to the one from No. 1 Middle School is only part of it. The majority of it comes from the boss of Longpan Fiber Optics."

"I guess the boss has a daughter around the same age."

Qin Zhixin squinted her glasses, looking quite cunning.

"Indeed, I feel like I'm treating that guy like my future son-in-law. Qin Zhixin, you're really different. I thought girls couldn't tell the difference between these things."

"Understanding other people's intentions is a skill, Brother Zhou... Shu, girls can tell the difference."

"You mean they're playing dumb?"

"Men and women are different after all. Men's fundamental way of thinking is equal exchange, but women don't. If you can't understand, the most reasonable thing to do is not to force yourself."

Zhou Xinshu licked his dry lips.

"They're so good at pretending, that kind of stupidity on their faces deserves an Oscar."

"Oh? Then do you think there is clear stupidity on my face?"

Qin Zhixin relaxed, completely reclining on the backrest of her seat, looking lazily out the window. Zhou Xinshu took a deep breath, touched Qin Zhixin's hand, and held it tightly. Qin Zhixin couldn't pull away this time, and she turned to look at Zhou Xinshu again. His expression was very serious.

"I wish you were stupid, I really am. But you're not, are you?"

After he said that, he let go of his hand and Qin Zhixin rolled her eyes at him.

"Should I scream and accuse you of sexual harassment now?"

"You're not one of those stupid women. Although some people say you're a big-breasted, brainless vase, you're clearly not. Yang Qichao is too straightforward, and he's not right for you. You're scheming, and in a relationship, you're the absolute dominant one."

"You're crazy. If you say so, I should find someone who is born to be dominated. Do you think you are one?"

Qin Zhixin spoke casually, her breath as sweet as orchid.

"No, I'm dominant too. I'm in control too. A healthy relationship is one where both parties are equally matched. A strong man with a strong woman, a weak man with a weak woman."

"I don't understand what you're thinking."

"As you said, if you can't understand, the most reasonable thing to do is not to force yourself."

Zhou Xinshu repeated what Qin Zhixin had said to her, just as Qin Zhixin had done when she was holding the umbrella just now. Qin Zhixin smiled sweetly. She thought that this skinny and ugly boy was quite interesting.

"Since No. 1 Middle School offers you much higher education than Nanshi Middle School, why don't you go to No. 1 Middle School?"

"My mother's last name is Kong."

"Just say it directly, don't beat around the bush. Your uncle in No. 1 Middle School is called Kong Yucheng, right?"

"Yes, I am his nephew. He is unmarried and has no children."

"What does Qiao Chunmu think? Doesn't he know about your relationship with Kong Yucheng?"

"He knows, he knows it too well. My uncle will come to Shigao as the principal next month."

"Oh, you guys are really interesting."

Qin Zhixin sat up straight, with her legs together and bent sideways. Her jeans were pulling up her thighs. She suddenly asked a question out of the blue.

"By the way, how popular is Yang Qichao with the girls in your class?"

Zhou Xinshu's expression was a little strange.

"Before you came, during the summer tutoring, he only talked to a few people. I never saw him talk to any girl before you showed up."

“Not at all.”

Qin Zhixin chuckled.

The minibus carrying Qin Zhixin and her group drove into the parking lot outside No. 1 Middle School. The newly built gymnasium could be seen from a distance, and its size was the first thing it impressed.

The four-story building has a floor height of five meters on each floor except for the swimming pool on the third floor which has a floor height of only three and a half meters. It looks much taller than the comprehensive teaching building next to it.

Just looking at the school gate, No. 1 Middle School is considerably more impressive than Nanling High School. Nanling High School's gate is little more than a message room, and many of the tiles on the walls have fallen off. No. 1 Middle School, however, was renovated after Kong Yucheng arrived. The first thing you see is a twelve-meter-long yellow wax stone stele, inscribed with the characters "Nanling No. 1 Middle School, Jiangsu Province." The characters are written in a flamboyant, sharp strokes like knives and axes, creating an imposing presence.

Unlike Nanshi High School, Nanling No. 1 Middle School is planted entirely with evergreen trees, primarily camphor trees over ten years old. Even in autumn, the No. 1 Middle School campus still looks lush and green. Everyone alighted from the bus. The parking lot at Nanshi High School boasts a glass canopy, integrated with impressive lighting, standing tall in four rows. It's much more impressive than Nanshi High School's.

The principal of No. 1 Middle School, Kong Yucheng, was already waiting there with two teachers. Even though Qin Zhixin had never seen Kong Yucheng, she could still tell at a glance who was the leader among the three.

He was tall and dark-faced, and looked exactly like Zhou Xinshu.

Kong Yucheng is only one year younger than Qiao Chunmu, but unlike Qiao Chunmu who looks like an old man, Kong Yucheng has deep eye sockets and looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties, especially in terms of physique. He has a sturdy body, broad shoulders and a thick back. He wears a crisp dark brown velvet hunting suit and straight trousers. He wears a pair of dark red snakeskin short boots on his feet, which are finely rubbed with seal oil and are so shiny that they look like glass.

When he saw Qiao Chunmu get off the car, he strode straight towards him. Standing next to Qiao Chunmu and the female principal of Ningjiang Middle School, he looked even more burly. The three of them were whispering something, and Qin Zhixin couldn't hear clearly from the distance. She glanced at Kong Yucheng and whispered to Zhou Xinshu.

"Your uncle's clothing style is much better than yours."

"It has nothing to do with his fashion sense, he just loves to dress up."

Qin Zhixin took a close look at the windbreaker Zhou Xinshu was wearing. Even the buttons were made of high-end gold nanmu inlaid with ebony. Her eyes were quite meaningful.

"In terms of love, you and he are similar."

The three principals chatted for a few words and then left. The remaining two teachers from No. 1 Middle School introduced the group of people from Nanshi High School and Ningjiang Middle School into the gymnasium and went directly to the second floor of the gymnasium.

There are four glass corridors on the second floor of the gymnasium that lead directly to the podium in the playground. On the podium, Qin Zhixin saw the whole picture of the playground. Two standard playgrounds were arranged in parallel to form a square. There were also basketball courts, badminton courts, and tennis courts on the side. The three sides were surrounded by concrete stands.

"Principal Kong wanted to use this gymnasium as a signature feature of our No. 1 Middle School. He believed that more complete facilities and a larger venue would better inspire students' enthusiasm for sports."

The teacher from No. 1 Middle School gave a presentation filled with official nonsense, the quality of which was so low that Qin Zhixin found it boring.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. They built it and rented it out for extra money for events. This gymnasium doesn't take a single cent out of No. 1 Middle School's finances. It was built with municipal funding, and the state is covering all its maintenance after it's completed. They're just taking advantage of the country!"

"Keep your voice down, everyone is looking at you."

Ma Chengwu was whispering to Gao Qingjian in private, but he didn't pay attention to the volume. Gao Qingjian saw that the people in front were turning back to stare at them, so he grinned and whispered a reminder.

Qin Zhixin heard it all clearly. Not only Qin Zhixin, but even the two No. 1 Middle School teachers were staring at Ma Chengwu. He was discrediting the No. 1 Middle School students in front of them, and Ma Chengwu's face flushed.

Chapter 71 Suspicions

Huang Mengsong played games as soon as he woke up. He was hungry after a whole night but was too lazy to eat lunch. He just picked up the strong tea he had brewed last night and drank it all in one gulp.

Strong tea tastes more bitter than urine, but after getting used to it, it makes you feel a little drunk. After drinking water, you won’t feel hungry anymore.

A strange thought suddenly popped up in his mind: is it that his tea bags taste worse, or that the women of Qindao are more difficult to deal with? But he quickly blinked hard, feeling that what he was thinking was ridiculous.

Autumn in Fuliang County is chilly, especially since his home is at the foot of a mountain. Even to sleep, Huang Mengsong wears a base layer. Mist rises from the rolling hills, blocking out even the sun. The fuzzy circles of light created by the Tyndall effect create a jellylike, stagnant texture, pale green tinged with withered yellow.

It’s autumn, and it’s almost the “cured meat season”. Huang Qinzhou must have already prepared all the bacon stuff.

Huang Mengsong lived in Qindao, Shandong Province for four years. It was his second hometown, but he didn't like it there.

Qindao is by the sea, so the wind is strong but not particularly cold. It's obviously higher in latitude than his hometown, but the winters are much more comfortable. Even on the coldest days, he'd just go out in a cotton coat, even wearing short sleeves underneath. Meanwhile, in Fuliang County, snow sometimes starts falling in November. It's so wet and cold it feels like a snake has entered your veins.

Huang Mengsong didn't like the eating and drinking habits of the people in Qindao. They would put a whole bunch of shrimps and crabs on the table, like poisonous insects with their shells on. He would eat them all in a mess, and then he would fart half an hour later and feel hungry again.

He also didn't like women from Qindao. He had been in two relationships. The first was with a woman who studied finance at Huanghai University next door. The woman was also from Qindao. Although Huanghai University was a private university, as a Qindao native, she was still arrogant and looked down on him, a top-tier university student from a remote area.

To put it bluntly, Jiangxi Province is too poor. Places with a net outflow of population every year are looked down upon.

Huang Mengsong didn't know anything at that time. He was very affectionate. He brought her lunch every day, got up early to reserve a seat for her at the library of Huanghai College, helped her with odd jobs like picking up express deliveries, and gave her a "surprise" gift from time to time.

He spent a lot of money, and after a few months, he was exhausted. The girl believed that Huang Mengsong was definitely not a rich second-generation kid, so she just kept him hanging, never breaking the window paper. She only gave him a little ambiguity to keep his imagination going, which was like hanging a carrot in front of a mule. The mule had to do the work of an ox, but it didn't have the same reproductive rights as an ox or a horse.

Huang Mengsong wasn't stupid; he'd already sensed that the girl was just toying with him. But that was his first love, and he had never interacted with a girl before. Even if he knew, he hoped he was wrong, because he always had humble fantasies in his heart.

He had the same shortcomings as almost all boys back then: weakness and cowardice, almost the same as he is now. Once a person becomes weak, it is easy to deceive himself, to move himself, and to make himself have strong adaptability.

In the end, he broke up. His first love played the trick of looking for another one while still in the relationship and found a local from Qindao.

It seemed as if all the time and effort Huang Mengsong spent on her was his due.

Huang Mengsong’s second term, which is also his current term, can also be considered his third term in a sense. After all, one cannot step into the same river at different times.

This time, his girlfriend is also from Qindao, Shandong Province. This time, he is dating his college classmate, an ordinary-looking girl named Li Jiayi, who is a little fat and has a bad temper. She likes baking and traveling.

Before she graduated last year, she said she didn't want to go to the poor area of ​​Gan Province to fight with him, she just wanted to stay in the big city of Qindao. She used this reason to dump him and seamlessly moved on to the next one.

Huang Mengsong knew that she was just making up an excuse. He didn't even say that he would return to Gan Province in the future, but Li Jiayi seemed to have made up her mind that he would definitely return to Gan Province.

Even though Huang Mengsong graduated and did return to Jiangxi Province.

He doesn't like the seaside because the sea breeze has a disgusting fishy smell.

Huang Mengsong also doesn't like Shandong Province. The people there are twisted, with personalities that are neither southern nor northern. They are neither generous nor refined, which always makes him feel that they are secretly calculating.

Six months later, the second girlfriend who had dumped him added him as a friend again. The two started dating again, and his father thought it was just a joke.

Not long after they got back together, his girlfriend became pregnant and gave birth to a son for him.

Huang Mengsong only recently figured out why his second girlfriend wanted to get back together with him, because she needed to focus on her postgraduate preparations full-time.

He hoped that he had thought too badly of the other party, but he always felt that he was right.

For a while, he didn't want to chat with her. While chatting, she would get hungry, her phone broke, she had no phone credit, no clothes to wear, no perfume, no foundation, no makeup, no sunscreen, her birthday was coming soon, and the rent was due... It was as if Huang Mengsong was guilty and he had left her penniless by chatting her away.