After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

The alarm clock rang. Qin Zhixin was still thinking about the dream she had last night about becoming rich overnight. She was drowsy and didn't want to get up at all.

Tang Yuyu had already prepared breakfast. Hearing the alarm, she entered the room, first drawing open the curtains and then removing the blanket from Qin Zhixin. Seeing her still sprawled out like a dead fish, she slapped her face and told her to get out of bed. No matter how much Qin Zhixin was reluctant, even with her pouting lips so thick they could lift a kettle, she still got up reluctantly under Tang Yuyu's pressure.

As soon as she sat up, Qin Zhixin noticed something had changed. The swelling in her chest seemed even greater. But she had just woken up, and her mind was still a blur. Even if she had realized it, she wouldn't have cared less. She had gotten used to Tu'er and Tao'er's growth over the past year or so.

Qin Zhixin sat up, and the rabbit swayed, looking very naughty.

She finally decided to take off her father's tattered clothes from the last century and threw them on the floor. Her mother would come and pick them up. She was choosing clothes to wear today in the closet. She took out a bunny hoodie she was used to wearing and tried it on, but found it was too tight.

[System! I can't get in!]

When something happens, the unscrupulous little kid would call the system first, just like when something is lost, he would yell "Mom!"

[You wear the new one. The one I gave you a few days ago matches your current size.]

The system was also annoyed. He hoped to teach a lady, but ended up raising a little witch. Not only did she have a bad temper, but she was also shameless.

【whee. 】

Qin Zhixin put on the newly sent black bunny mask. It was made of the same patterned fabric as the previous one and fit her perfectly. It made her look fuller, like a juicy melon, and against her jade-like, lustrous skin, she looked incredibly sweet. Her slender waist was accentuated by it, making her figure even more pronounced.

Qin Zhixin spun around in front of the floor-length mirror with a vain look. Although she was only wearing underwear at the moment, she still looked like she was wearing a high-end dress.

Today is the first day of school, so I should leave a good first impression on my classmates.

Qin Zhixin didn't just casually scoop up water with her hands. This time, for the first time, she used facial cleanser, which stung a little afterward. She looked at herself in the mirror, double-checking that there was no residual cleanser foam. The beautiful woman in the mirror was both pure and gorgeous, both ethereal and alluring. That perfect and ingenious blend of purity and allure, nobility and allure, was unmatched by any other "femininity."

Her white neck and arms were charmingly radiant, her shoulders were as soft and smooth as ice, her skin was as smooth and bright as jade, her curves were slender and elegant, her back was also round and perky, and her pair of snow-white legs were straight and slender, showing a dreamlike state in the slightly dim light of the bathroom.

The snow-white, jade-like mountain was hazy beneath the black cloak, its lustrous sheen half-covered like a lute, its delicate texture like the finest white porcelain. Her wrists seemed boneless, her lips reflecting leaves like blossoming hair.

Qin Zhixin looked at the quirky and beautiful girl in the mirror. Her cheeks were slightly flushed after waking up, and they were as rosy as clouds. Her eyes were sparkling with a playful wickedness.

[System, are my breasts getting bigger again?]

[You're still growing, that's normal. Stop dawdling and go eat. If you dawdle any longer, Tang Yuyu will probably beat you up.]

Qin Zhixin let out a disdainful "tsk!" The system was even more annoying than her mother, like a chatty old man. Growing up, the system had served not only as the missing father figure but also as a friend and a support system. Though the girl was somewhat emotionally blunt and often expressed disdain for the system's cowardly behavior, she still considered it her warmest support.

She tied her messy hair tightly, trying to make a complicated hairstyle but her hands were clumsy, so she ended up with a simple ponytail.

Looking at the natural, jade-like face in the mirror, she used the cosmetics given by the system to slightly touch up her face, but felt that the effect was not good, so she washed it off.

After dinner, Qin Zhixin returned to her room to choose clothes. She chose a small, innocent-looking lotus-colored silk blouse. It was slightly sheer, allowing a glimpse of her coat underneath. She paired it with a pair of light blue ramie high-waisted pants. While simple, they still had a distinctly stylish design. Just as she was about to leave, she remembered she hadn't brought her watch. She pulled her precious watch from under her pillow and carefully put it on.

Chapter 7: Every Frown and Smile

Looking at the beautiful woman in the floor-length mirror who was not wearing any makeup but was as pretty as a lotus in clear water, Qin Zhixin turned around clockwise and then counterclockwise like a fool.

[Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful person? ]

[You are the most unruly person. If you dawdle any longer, you will be late for school.]

[Everyone says you look like a good person, so I take it as a compliment, hehe.]

Qin Zhixin smiled. The system scolded her so much that she became immune to words that were not powerful enough.

Before leaving, she chose a pair of blue, thin-soled, shell-toed soccer shoes. These shoes, also provided by the system, were made from premium fetal cowhide leather and a blend of fine canvas. While well-made, they weren't branded. Tang Yuyu didn't know the goods; she had no idea how many hours of work went into handmade shoes, so she couldn't guess the price. Besides, her daughter had bought them with her own pocket money, so as long as she was happy with the money, that was all. Since Qin Zhixin bought them herself, she could assume she liked them, and Tang Yuyu wouldn't bother.

The silly heartless girl put on her schoolbag and walked out happily. Tang Yuyu was already waiting for her downstairs in her Great Wall car.

Early Great Wall SUVs were essentially pickup trucks with covers on them. Their usability was average, but they were spacious. Tang Yuyu relied on them for hauling goods. The car smelled like a wet market, a vague mix of meat and earthy vegetables. Qin Zhixin had long been accustomed to it. She fastened her seatbelt and spoke with a grin.

"Mom, do you think I look pretty today?"

Tang Yuyu took a look. The last time Qin Zhixin wore her daughter's clothes was probably during a family dinner last month. During the holidays, she was a complete homebody, wearing her dead husband's tattered clothes all day long. When she went out, she would at most change into a cheap, neutral, loose-fitting T-shirt.

Qin Zhixin was dressed up today, and Tang Yuyu looked at her again and she was indeed dazzlingly beautiful. Even though she had been seeing her daughter for more than ten years, Tang Yuyu was still a little dazed.

But Qin Zhixin's expression made her look like she deserved a beating, so she turned her head away and Tang Yuyu was too lazy to pay attention to her.

"He looks like a dog."

In this regard, her mother and the system made the same evaluation. Qin Zhixin once again displayed the spirit of Ah Q and was as happy as a fool.

Qin Zhixin chattered non-stop along the way, and the various racial discrimination jokes she read on the Internet made Tang Yuyu laugh.

From the moment they entered the school gate, the mother and daughter were under almost constant scrutiny. Tang Yuyu felt all eyes were focused on her and her daughter, and she felt mixed emotions about it.

She was the same when she was young, although her appearance was not as attractive as her daughter's.

Admiration is impulsive and easily extinguished. After she explicitly rejected several suitors during her school years, most of her suitors, even if they were attracted to her, naturally backed off. But there are always dog-skin plasters. But at that time, Tang Yuyu still had the support of her younger brother Tang Longlong and her deceased husband, otherwise she would have been bullied long ago.

But now it’s different.

Tang Yuyu is a beautiful woman. Even though she is almost 40 years old, she is still very beautiful and has a pretty face. The charm brought by her age makes her look even more seductive.

She knows how a pretty girl looks to a group of young boys who are just starting to fall in love, and she knows even more how a girl who is too pretty looks to other girls. Boys will secretly "add drama" to themselves, guessing about her non-existent hobbies and then looking for opportunities to have awkward conversations.

Compared to men's stupidity and impulsiveness in their desire for the opposite sex, girls' targeting is even more harsh.

Her daughter was born with a beautiful face and a good brain, and even with her witty personality, she was able to get into a key program. It would be a lie for Tang Yuyu to say she wasn't proud. But she had no special skills or social status, and her family was barely well-off. As the best public high school, Nanshi High School had a student body that was always the best, but there were inevitably some exceptions.

After all, a class is a small society, and a small society must have small groups. Tang Yuyu is an eyewitness to how vicious girls can be when they form groups.

Besides, if some powerful second-generation men forced their daughter, or in the more likely scenario, Qin Zhixin failed to resist the temptation and did something that shouldn't have happened, what could she do for her precious daughter?

With her husband missing, Tang Yuyu assumed he was dead, his bones rotted away. Her daughter was her only support. She worked tirelessly to earn money, but that only provided her with the most basic education. Everything else depended on her daughter herself.

A beautiful woman came from a humble family, but beauty is definitely not a blessing for a humble family. I only hope that the child will be simple and rude, and will become an official without any disaster or misfortune.

The pressure of life is already suffocating enough, and any external malice can easily destroy the family.

When I walked down to the first-year high school building, I saw dozens of people gathered in front of a wall display board at the exit of the stairs on the first floor. The display board displayed the class list for the first-year high school students.

There are a total of twenty-four classes in the first year of high school. Classes one to three are experimental classes, class four is the rocket class, and the rest are ordinary classes.

The Rocket Class was mandated to be in the Physics and Chemistry mode in their freshman year, and the Experimental Class was only allowed to choose one between Physics and Chemistry and Physics and Biology. By their sophomore year, there would be one Physics and Biology experimental class and two Physics and Chemistry experimental classes. The total score on the high school entrance exam was 780, with a 685 required for the regular class and a minimum of 729 for admission to the experimental class. Even with Qin Zhixin's score, this was a perfect middle ground for Nanshi High School.

But Yang Qichao scored 768 points, and the pervert who got the first place almost got full marks.

Qin Zhixin was too lazy to join in the fun of the ordinary class, so she randomly pulled a boy over. The boy turned around and his face turned red. He hesitated for a long time before he said that the key class was on the sixth floor.

There are only six floors in the first floor of the high school, with four classes on the first floor and no elevator.

Qin Zhixin cursed inwardly, walking up stairs is so annoying, and it's so high that you'll be the last one to eat.

"Mom, no need to see me off. I'm leaving first."

Seeing that her daughter was still as silly and heartless as before, Tang Yuyu's slightly depressed mood eased a little, but she still couldn't help nagging.

"Come back early after school tonight, don't play around on the way home, and send me a message when you get home."

"Yes, I'll ask Yang Qichao to take me there. We've already agreed on this, and he has a car."

Qin Zhixin spoke in a low voice, but the three words "Yang Qichao" were still clearly heard by the surrounding students. Tang Yuyu didn't think much of it when she heard Yang Qichao was sending her off. She truly regarded Yang Qichao as her son-in-law.

"Okay, call me when you get home."

He left only after watching his daughter's graceful figure disappear in the corridor.

Tang Yuyu admired Yang Qichao very much. He was ambitious, serious, upright, and methodical. His personality was almost the opposite of her lively daughter. She absolutely agreed to make him her son-in-law.

But I don't think my daughter would agree.

Qin Zhixin was too playful, her bad nature like a factory setting stamped with steel, impossible to overwrite even with subsequent reprogramming. Tang Yuyu had a vague feeling that her daughter's personality would sooner or later cause her troubles she couldn't handle.

Qin Zhixin, carrying her schoolbag, gracefully strolled down the sixth-floor hallway of Shigao High School's Xuehai Building. The top button of her blouse was unbuttoned, revealing her plump, perky breasts, which jiggled playfully. The shoulder straps of her schoolbag further defined her bust. The deep cleavage of her breasts, faintly visible against her smooth, white marble-like skin, swayed playfully with her steps, creating ripples of color. Even a glimpse of her was enough to captivate the senses.

The weather was hot and humid, and Qin Zhixin had just climbed to the sixth floor. Her face was slightly flushed, and she looked quite satisfied and charming after the pleasure.

Classes one and two of high school were already halfway there, and the place was bustling with activity. Most of them had already attended their summer remedial classes, and over the past twenty days, they had become quite familiar with each other. The students chatted in groups of three or four, and the more daring ones even sat directly on their desks.

Qin Zhixin paused at the doorway, catching her breath and confirming it was Class 12 before entering. Needless to say, the attention she attracted was so great that the chatter in the classroom instantly quieted down. She ignored the surprised and scrutinizing glances and noticed an empty seat in the second-to-last row by the window. A backpack with a cartoon charm sat on the desk. She assumed it belonged to a girl, who had simply left it there since she wasn't there. Qin Zhixin walked over and sat down. The slightly abrupt movement caused the fat rabbit to tremble, like waves.

This scene made the eyes of several boys who noticed it widen.

She tucked her schoolbag onto the metal divider under her desk and pulled her phone from her pocket. Unbeknownst to Qin Zhixin, within minutes of entering the school, her candid photos had become a trending topic on the Nanshi High School forums and online discussion boards. She'd been the undisputed goddess of junior high. While the few boys she'd been close to didn't necessarily see her as a goddess after getting to know her, her looks and figure were a stark contrast to the younger girls her age; there was absolutely nothing to fault.

During the summer tutoring before school started, someone posted her photo in the class group, and many people who had never heard of her before saw it and called her a goddess in the group. Unfortunately, Qin Zhixin was said to have family matters and never came, and no one could pass her friend verification, so she is still not in the class group.

But now that she has appeared at the beginning of school, the boys in the class who have already had a secret crush on her discover that Qin Zhixin is even more beautiful in person than in the photos, and she is simply a fairy concubine.

Qin Zhixin stroked her smooth, silky hair. With a gentle tug, the elastic cord holding her ponytail slipped smoothly from her silky, inky, delicate hair. She tilted her head slightly to the left, one hand stretching the elastic cord while the other used her fingers as a comb, casually stroking her hair. She tilted her delicate shoulders to the side, resting her arm, which was holding the elastic cord, on the back of the chair, and tilted her head to examine her new classmates.

Only three of her junior high classmates went to Nanshi High School, the other two were in ordinary classes, and she was the only one who barely made it into the key class. Although there should be someone from the same junior high school as her in this class, she would never recognize him.

Although she'd known she wouldn't recognize anyone in her new class, Qin Zhixin still felt a bit annoyed. She tilted her head to look out the window, securing her ponytail with a hair tie. The window was backlit, the glass very clean, reflecting her beautiful face in a hazy manner.

She couldn't help but laugh when she saw several boys taking turns shooting at the basketball court downstairs, each one missing a shot. At that moment, Qin Zhixin's eyes were as charming as silk, and she was extremely alluring. She was truly as beautiful as a lotus, with a charming smile and a captivating heart.

Qiao Hua and Fang Bixian, who were sitting behind her, were close to each other. Fang Bixian was fine, he just couldn't help swallowing his saliva, but Qiao Hua was in a terrible state, his eyes were wide open and his nose was bleeding.

When Qin Zhixin saw that someone below had made a successful shot, she lost interest and took out her cell phone to send a message to Yang Qichao.

"Walk slowly after class"

"I'll come to you for dinner"

After sending the message, she switched screens to play games. She'd been playing "Tiantian Kupao" these days, playing a few rounds when she was bored. It took Yang Qichao a while to reply.

"it is good."

[Tsk, what kind of OCD is this? Even using punctuation marks in replying messages.]

Qin Zhixin was secretly complaining in her heart. She didn't know what was going on. When she was upset, she would easily find fault with others. She was too lazy to reply to him and continued playing games. However, a boy with slightly dark skin came uninvited and sat directly next to her with a cartoon-decorated backpack.

The boy was not good-looking and was a bit fat. He stared at Qin Zhixin with his small eyes. He seemed to smell the fragrance of her sweat and took a greedy deep breath.

The arrival of this person made Fang Bixian and Qiao Hua in the back row look unhappy. During the holidays, Zhao Jiajun relied on his family's wealth to pester Li Jinjin, the most beautiful girl in the cram school. Now that Qin Zhixin arrived, this dog-skin plaster came as soon as it smelled the scent.

Almost all of the classmates disliked Zhao Jiajun, but after all, they were not children anymore and most of them still understood some social conventions. If they disliked someone, they would not curse him to his face, but at most they would say a few words behind his back.

Qin Zhixin felt Zhao Jiajun's possessive and aggressive gaze and didn't want to pay attention to the stranger. She pretended to continue playing games, but she also leaned to the side, trying to get as far away from the boy as possible. Although this was not the first time she had encountered such a situation, she was still very upset.

"Hello, classmate. My name is Zhao Jiajun. Can I add you as a friend? You are the only one missing from our class group. I'll add you to the group."

After saying this, Zhao Jiajun even showed off a fifth-generation fruit machine, clearly someone with a bit of spare cash. The iPhone 5 had only just been released in the first half of 2013, making it a luxury item for students. Qin Zhixin felt even more annoyed at the sight.

[This grandson's eyes are glaring, he really wants to strip me naked right now, and he's actually quite good at finding excuses.]

[Don't provoke him too much. He has a face that indicates he tends to go to extremes. It's okay if he adds you on Penguin.]

The system is as cowardly as ever.

Qin Zhixin pouted slightly, feeling very unconvinced, but she was also afraid. She quit the game, tilted her head to look at Zhao Jiajun, and spoke in a tender tone.

"Classmate, give me your Penguin ID. Remember to pull me up when you pass."

Chapter 8 Childhood sweethearts

Zhao Jiajun couldn't help but be delighted when he heard this, his face full of anxious stupidity.

He brought up the Penguin account interface on his phone and took the opportunity to deliberately move closer to Qin Zhixin. As he got closer to her, the orchid-musk scent on her body became more alluring, subtly drawing his attention away.

Qin Zhixin memorized Zhao Jiajun's QQ number after just one glance. Seeing that he didn't want to take advantage of her even though he gave her the face, she leaned against the wall with a cold face.

"Don't get too close to me, I don't know you well!"

Zhao Jiajun was also a little embarrassed. He felt that his intentions had been discovered, but he was thick-skinned enough. He touched his nose and subconsciously lowered his head, just in time to see Qin Zhixin's shoes. The blue football shoes were very delicate and small. Compared with Zhao Jiajun's size 46 feet, Qin Zhixin's feet were more than a circle smaller.

The high-waisted ramie pants she wore had high hems, revealing her snow-white ankles. Her delicate ankle bones, set against her fair skin, looked like a perfect work of art. Zhao Jiajun's mind was a sea of ​​mixed thoughts, and Xiao Jiajun quickly got to the point.

The pants were thin in the summer, and the bulge was completely visible to the naked eye. This time Zhao Jiajun was really embarrassed. He bent over and wanted to say something, but he saw Qin Zhixin's playful expression.

She had male memories, and after years of frequenting pornographic forums, she'd seen countless nerds from all over the world, so it was natural for her to understand. Sometimes, she'd maliciously wondered why men's trouser pockets were always deeper than women's. Besides practicality, was it to make it easier to hold a gun?

Although Qin Zhixin hates flies that come sticking to her, her characteristic is that she doesn't give in to others with her words. In this situation, she would feel she is at a loss if she doesn't take advantage of them with her words.

"Student Zhao, do you have a stomachache? Why is your face red? Are you leaking something because you can't hold it in anymore?"

Zhao Jiajun smiled awkwardly, feeling that Qin Zhixin had mistaken him for a pervert. This smile accentuated his idiocy, and coupled with his slightly bluish beard, he looked like the stereotypical Chengdu fat bear who'd eat a lot.

Qin Zhixin recalled the "bear-themed" party she'd seen at Chusheng House in Chengdu, and her face subconsciously wrinkled. She looked at Zhao Jiajun with an even more playful expression. But she had no intention of teasing the fat man any further, so she stood up from her seat. Seeing her leave, Zhao Jiajun also stood up, but immediately bent back down.

Seeing his reaction, Qin Zhixin covered her mouth and chuckled. She dodged Zhao Jiajun as if avoiding something dirty, heading straight for the front door. Her steps were small, her steps graceful and cat-like, but her rabbit still trembled with each step. The classmates' eyes were focused on her, and many were whispering in the audience. Only after Qin Zhixin left the front door did the discussion become louder.

The rocket class for the first year of Nanshi High School is Class 4, which is on the same floor as the three key classes. Many boys from other classes have gathered in the corridor next to Class 2.

During the supplementary class period, someone posted about Qin Zhixin, and many people knew that the very beautiful girl from Lianhu No. 3 Middle School was now in Class 1 and 2 of Senior High School. Just looking at those blurry candid photos of Qin Zhixin was enough to make people fascinated.

They pretended to be playing in the hallway, but in reality, they were secretly watching through the windows of Class 2. When the boys saw Qin Zhixin come out, few dared to peek directly. They all pretended to chat, as if they had just happened to appear at the door of Class 2. But Qin Zhixin's graceful and charming figure still tempted them, making them unable to resist secretly watching.

There was a huge difference between the photos and the real person, especially since many of them were secretly taken when Qin Zhixin was in junior high school. She had become even more charming and seductive over time. Young boys who were just beginning to fall in love were often quite naive, many not even knowing how to search for pornographic content. They were completely clueless, and when they first saw this stunning beauty, their ears blushed.

Qin Zhixin lowered her head slightly. The corridor was crowded with people, all of them boys. She didn't care about these people who were destined to have nothing to do with her. Her expression remained normal, with a slight polite smile. She simply quickened her pace and walked past them, accompanied by a hint of her alluring body fragrance. After she walked away from them, they still stared at Qin Zhixin's back. When she stopped at the door of Class 4, they looked at each other in surprise.

　Li Jing from Class 4 saw this and hurried forward, pretending to enter the classroom. He ignored the large gap next to Qin Zhixin and boldly greeted her.