After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

"You'll encounter her sooner or later. I've encountered her several times. If she eats something unclean, she'll fart constantly. The most disgusting thing is that she's silent! If you smell the stench and then try to fan it, it's too late! Damn, I can even tell what she just ate from the smell of her farts. And Chu Keke, damn, you never know when you offend her. Sometimes she'll stare at you sinisterly. It's so scary!"

"These two are talking about reeds, not music videos. They're just playing Korean music videos all day long. It's so moronic! Qin Zhixin said they both have Down syndrome. Damn, I even looked it up, and it's really mean. The most outrageous thing is that Chu Keke even said she wanted to pursue Zhou Xinshu. Damn, what a toad! Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror? Zhou Xinshu always tops his class and his family is filthy rich. How could he possibly fall for someone like her?"

Ma Lisheng began to fan the flames. Every time Zhou Dahong complained about the two golden flowers, he was the one who laughed the loudest. "Stop being so naive. You're far away from the two golden flowers now, and you're even sitting next to Qin Zhixin, but Huazi is still suffering. He's suffering for you."

"Indeed, Brother Hua is a living saint who saves people from suffering! Today, I even got a piece of chocolate from classmate Qin. It's imported milk chocolate, so fragrant and rich."

Feng Yizhong was a little overwhelmed by Zhou Dahong's frivolous tone and felt a little disgusted. "You really deserve a beating with that tone!"

"Qin Zhixin has a lot of snacks. Daxian, Zhang Wanbai, and I ate a lot of them before. We're all in the same study group, so we're relatively familiar with each other. Fang Rong and Tao Qingzhu, who sit in front of her, aren't so familiar with each other."

Although Qiao Hua was so angry that his teeth were itching, he still tried to make amends.

"Hua Zi, you're not cooking! You and Xinxin haven't even spoken to each other, and she went looking for the immortal all the time. I'm different. I talked to her a lot today and even borrowed a novel from her."

Zhou Dahong continued to attract hatred, and his smug look vividly demonstrated what it means for a villain to succeed.

"What novel? I saw her talking about Legend of the Galactic Heroes today."

Yan Wangfei was envious. Zhou Dahong had just spent the entire day sitting with Qin Zhixin, eating her snacks and borrowing novels from her. Things were progressing at breakneck speed, while he hadn't even spoken to her all day, and she had even despised him. Although Yan Wangfei looked simple and honest, his desires were stronger than most. After all, he was tall and strong, and weighed twice as much as Qin Zhixin.

Especially today, he rubbed Qin Zhixin's two snow-white flesh and the peach below through her clothes. The top-notch touch coupled with the seductive fragrance on Qin Zhixin's body, coupled with her pure and extremely charming facial features, was simply enchanting. Even now, Yan Wangfei still felt dizzy when he recalled it.

"You don't know? She has a lot of novels, but they're not classics. The ones I've read are all miscellaneous books, horror novels, detective novels, and so on. I borrowed Cai Jun's 'Cat's Eye' from her today and read it for a while tonight. It's quite scary."

"Indeed, I often see her reading novels, and I've never seen the same one twice. I guess she spends a lot of money on books."

"It won't cost much. Those are old books and damaged books. They're sold by the pound. A pound is less expensive than pork."

"Great Immortal, how do you know so clearly?"

Fang Bixian rolled his eyes. Zhou Dahong was being overly curious, asking questions. "She said it herself, what else could she say? You said she's familiar with me, and I asked her before."

"Judging from their current positions, Qin Zhixin and Zhang Wanbai will be in the same group with Yan Wangfei and the squad leader from now on."

Qiao Hua continued to interrupt.

"It's okay. Qin Zhixin is familiar with you anyway. If she's familiar with you, then she's familiar with me too, right?"

"Be careful when you read her books. Don't let them be confiscated or dirty. Even though she's carefree and might not care, you still have to act appropriately."

Fang Bixian sat up and spoke seriously to Zhou Dahang's bed.

"Of course, are you still worried about me?"

Ma Lisheng spoke with a mysterious look on his face, excited. "By the way, you just mentioned that Tao Qingzhu used to sit in front of Qin Zhixin. Have you heard any gossip about her?"

"What the hell? She found a boyfriend from another school just like Li Jinjin?"

Ma Lisheng scoffed. "Path dependence, huh? Mechanical empiricism? That Li Jinjin thing isn't even gossip. Did you know about that fight she had with her deskmate Fang Rong?"

"Indeed, I heard that their relationship is not good. They sit far away from each other."

Qiao Hua remembered something. "Yeah, there was one time when Fang Rong's pen went missing. It seems the pen rolled onto Tao Qingzhu's desk, and Tao Qingzhu threw it downstairs. Later, the two of them got into a fight and hair-pulling fight in the classroom over it, which scared Qin Zhixin to death."

"Hua Zi, what are you looking at? She's obviously having a blast. She almost laughed out loud."

Ma Lisheng continued to hold his tongue. "I don't understand. We're so far apart. Do you know what caused their relationship to falter in the first place?"

"Brother Ma, just tell me straight, don't keep me in suspense."

"You know they share a dorm, right? Tao Qingzhu takes a long time to shower and doesn't allow anyone else in. Their dorm is eight people, so everyone has to wait. But since the lights are out, they can shower for a long time anyway, so they put up with it. But it's said that one time, Fang Rong was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, and Tao Qingzhu was showering and wouldn't let her in. So Fang Rong pushed the door open, and the two of them started fighting."

"Fuck, so exciting? Where did you hear that?"

"What Zhao Qingzi said is not true."

"Zhao Qingzi is in the same dormitory with them, so it's probably true. Goodness, one is showering naked, and the other is in a hurry to go to the bathroom. The fight between the two is quite visual."

Feng Yizhong found this outrageous. He didn't think this was a big deal, and yet they were actually fighting over something as trivial as this. "I don't think it's true. How could they start a fight over such a trivial matter? Just say it, and it's fine. To keep fussing over such a small matter is really petty."

Ma Lisheng replied. "That's how it is in the girls' dormitory. They're all good friends in public, but behind their backs, they curse each other as filthy as they can. Even a good student like Deng Lanying secretly curses Qin Zhixin."

"I'm actually quite puzzled. Qin Zhixin probably never offended Deng Lanying. The only people she interacted with in class were Zhang Wanbai and Daxian. How could Deng Lanying hold a grudge against her? Could it be that Lu Zude said Qin Zhixin was pretty? Lu Zude and Deng Lanying have a special relationship."

"Fuck, it's so fucking hard to get along with. Not only is he ugly, but he's also very cunning. If you're not careful, you'll be hated."

"But Qin Zhixin is really easy to get along with. As long as you can play with her, she's very easy to talk to."

"By the way, do you know about Teacher Zhang's prostate cancer?"

Yan Wangfei suddenly said something, and there was silence in the dormitory. After a few seconds, Ma Lisheng spoke.

"Ah? Cancer? You really do? Which Teacher Zhang?"

"Nonsense, of course it's Zhang Wei. The biology teacher is a woman and doesn't have prostate cancer. Yan Wangfei, is this true? Is it really prostate cancer?"

"I don't understand. I heard it from Liu Qinxiong. During the afternoon break, he said Teacher Zhang might have a problem with her anterior fissure gland."

"Fuck, really? I heard that if you have prostate cancer, you have to have your balls removed, otherwise it will get worse."

Qiao Hua spoke with a silly smile. He had just cracked some sunflower seeds and it had irritated the blisters on his mouth, causing him to grimace in pain. But after hearing such exciting news, he ignored the pain and took a deep breath before speaking.

"Wait, the squad leader said there was a problem with the anterior fissure gland, how come it turned out to be cancer in your case?"

"That's right. You're just spreading rumors. Who did Liu Qinxiong hear that from?"

Yan Wangfei spoke uncertainly. "Is it Zhang Wanbai?"

Fang Bixian recalled a bad memory and said with a dark face. "It definitely wasn't Zhang Wanbai. She's a bookworm. It must have been Qin Zhixin who said it."

Last week, it was that damn girl Qin Zhixin who made him inexplicably connect carrots. Now, the incident with Zhang Wei's prostate was really a déjà vu for him.

"I was saying that when she was in math class, she was looking around, not knowing what she was doing. It turns out she was planning something bad."

"Yeah, I said she turned around and glared at you like that."

Zhou Dahong only realized now that he didn't pay much attention to Zhang Wei reciting scriptures on the stage during math class. When he saw Qin Zhixin turning around, he initially thought she was looking for him, and his excitement was in vain.

Feng Yizhong said, "She doesn't look like that. I think she's quite aloof. Even if she's easy to talk to, she wouldn't be so naughty."

As a near-adult male with normal sexual orientation, Feng Yizhong naturally paid close attention to Qin Zhixin, but seeing the dorm idiots linking their nonsense with Qin Zhixin's perfect image, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. However, he and Qin Zhixin weren't close. His seat was too far from a certain little girl, and he hadn't spoken to her in over a month since the start of school.

Fang Bixian was amused by Feng Yizhong's description. "Are you blind? She's such a jerk. How can she be even remotely cool?"

"Have you forgotten how she played Daxian before?"

Ma Lisheng said in a sarcastic tone, "Master, I have some radish strips here, would you like some?"

"Go away, don't mention carrots to me."

"Is she so naughty?"

Feng Yizhong felt a little strange.

"Don't think of her as, um, how should I put it, a traditional girl. It's not that she's open-minded, it's just that, I can't put it into words, Master, can you describe her?"

Zhou Dahong was at a loss for words, finding it difficult to accurately describe Qin Zhixin with his limited vocabulary. While he hadn't met many women, he was certain that Qin Zhixin was special. She was unique, both in appearance and in spirit. His previous experience of riding behind the two golden flowers had left Zhou Dahong with so much pain. Now, after just one full day of riding behind Qin Zhixin, he'd only become somewhat familiar with her, but even so, the experience was enough to fuel his wild fantasies.

"Once you're familiar with her, just treat her like a friend. As long as you don't fantasize about her in front of her, she probably won't get angry even if you tell her dirty jokes."

Chapter 124: Speculative Arguments

On the last day before the National Day holiday, there is good news and bad news.

The good news is that classes at Nanshi High School are only half a day, but the bad news is that this half day is used entirely to distribute homework.

Piles of test papers were piled on the podium. Several class representatives were busy counting the papers before handing them out. Despite the cold weather, several of them were sweating. Liu Qinxiong and Qiao Hua carried two more piles of test papers into the classroom. The podium was already cluttered with handouts and test papers, so they had to place them on the floor next to the podium.

Qin Zhixin felt that her hand holding the test paper never stopped, and she was sure that this was not an illusion.

Test papers stamped with "Nanling Experimental High School, Grade 10, Teaching and Research Section" were handed out one by one, piling up in Qin Zhixin's hands. There were 14 sets of math papers alone, so many that they made a creaking sound when shaken upright on the table. Qin Zhixin's initial anticipation for the holiday had turned into a state of numbness. Even a good student like Zhang Wanbai complained about the sheer volume of homework.

Qin Zhixin stretched out a finger to compare. The math homework alone, when spread out, piled up thicker than her fingernail, a conservative estimate of two centimeters. And the homework hadn't been distributed yet, and there were still English and biology homework assignments that hadn't arrived from the teaching and research office.

The complaints in the classroom never stopped, especially from Zhou Dahong in the back seat, who started to spout off all sorts of traditional Chinese clichés. "Fuck, paper's free? So much homework, what a fucking vacation!"

Qin Zhixin couldn't help but agree with Zhou Dahong's angry curses from the back row. She cursed inwardly at first, but later she didn't even bother to curse. She suddenly thought of the Naruto anime she watched in junior high school. There was a scene in the Genin exam where the test paper was too difficult, so the students were forced to use tricks to cheat.

She thought it made perfect sense at the time. Making the questions too difficult would just force cheating!

Just as Qin Zhixin now feels that the fundamental purpose of the school giving out so many homework assignments is to let students find ways to fool around. When the time comes, it will be up to each student to show their skills, whether they work as a team or just write randomly. Anyway, as long as they can fool around, it's fine.

The system sensed Qin Zhixin's attempt to copy someone else's homework again and immediately became alert. Even though he was currently encouraging others to engage in "internet black industry" such as box opening for fun, he was still extremely concerned about his unlucky granddaughter's academic performance.

[You idiot, stop imagining things. Just do your homework properly and don't mess it up.]

[Bah! Which holiday did I actually do my homework seriously?]

Is the National Day holiday so long just for you to have fun? It's so you can overtake others! If you don't work hard during the holiday, how can I expect you to be as efficient as your classmates in class?

Qin Zhixin was very dissatisfied. She felt that the system's situation was similar to menopause, controlling everything. Even if she did what it asked, this inhuman thing would still find a lot of problems for her.

[Hey, I actually got into the upper middle class and top 100 in the grade this time. Isn't this the result of my hard work?]

[This is what I get for watching you. If I didn't watch you, you would play games all night long!]

Qin Zhixin lay on the table, eyes narrowed, a wicked smile playing on her face. She looked incredibly charming and innocent. But the system, having watched her grow up, felt that this girl's shameless behavior was a sign of her asking for a beating.

[Then I can still get in the upper middle range on the test by playing games every day, so what if I don’t do homework during the holidays?]

[Then call Yang Qichao late at night? Ask him to send you the answer?]

The little witch started shaking her legs, and her slutty look was not at all ladylike.

The system felt this girl was in serious need of discipline. What good was a lucky score in a place like Nanshi High School, where so many talented people were hiding? Her grades were simply because the math was so difficult that she couldn't make a big difference. If her math scores were normal, she'd have struggled to break out of the bottom ten, let alone the top 100 in the grade.

At worst, I could just push him ahead of time and ask him to finish within three days and send me the answers. That way, I could have four days to slowly copy. Or maybe we could just create a group and have everyone take charge of a section and work through it together. Who could possibly finish so much homework?

Qin Zhixin's nonchalant appearance and attitude completely angered the system.

[Stop shaking your legs! Don't even think about asking Yang Qichao for answers to your homework, and don't even think about finding a classmate to do it with you. Don't assume I don't know what's going on in your head.]

Qin Zhixin stopped shaking her legs, but seemed unconvinced. She spread her legs and sat cross-legged, which made her look even less ladylike.

【Put your legs together!】

【Oh. 】

[Sit up straight, don't lie down. You should sit properly. I think you need discipline, you little bitch. I think Tang Yuyu hasn't spanked you enough. You deserve a good spanking twice a week.]

Qin Zhixin sighed and sat up reluctantly, the system still chattering.

[Plan your daily tasks now and complete them without fail. Don't even think about sleeping if you don't.]

Qin Zhixin looked unconcerned, having long since dismissed the system's threats as bullshit. Given her personality, it was impossible for her to do homework every day during the holidays, at least according to the system. He had been using various tactics to force this girl to do her homework since junior high, but she always offered twisted excuses, using his memories to tell lies.

He didn't think a few verbal threats alone would be enough to make this stubborn girl obey, so he decided to have Tang Yuyu use force. The public account of the Nanshi High School teaching and research department was practically defenseless to him anyway. He had left a backdoor in the school's computers. When the time came, he would send a text message from the tone of the first-year teaching and research department specifically regarding the students' holiday homework status.

In order to make this bastard concentrate on studying, the students of Nanshi High School have to suffer.

Not long after being scolded by the system, Qin Zhixin lay down again, yawning and twirling the pen.

Feng Yizhong was helping the class monitor grade the English test papers, but his eyes never left Qin Zhixin, and he kept secretly glancing at her.

Last night in the dorm, he'd heard Fang Bixian gossiping about Qin Zhixin, and it had set his heart on fire. He felt that if he could only muster the courage to confront Qin Zhixin, she'd definitely be willing to look at him a few more times. If Qin Zhixin could even engage in a conversation with a foul-mouthed guy like Zhou Dahong, then there was no reason for her to dislike a top student like him, who consistently ranked in the top 15 in class.

This is what Feng Yizhong thought and this is what he did.

He came down from the podium, neatly arranged a set of English homework in advance, and walked to Qin Zhixin's desk. Qin Zhixin was still lying down, but when she saw Feng Yizhong standing in front of her, she glanced up, thinking that Feng Yizhong had something to ask her, but she was very lazy and had to sit up reluctantly.

"Mr. Qin, I noticed that you did very well on the English test this time. Could you please give me some advice on how to study English?"

Feng Yizhong lowered his head, surveying Qin Zhixin's pretty face from a superior position. Qin Zhixin's appearance was alluring, but not like those internet celebrities he'd seen online who'd had plastic surgery. Her face was too young, but her figure was truly remarkable. The most striking thing about her were her eyes; they seemed to speak, as if he could read her emotions without even needing to communicate.

Her allure, her eccentricity, her quirky spirit, make one immerse in her watery tenderness. It's as if there's a poem that goes: "The distant mountains are like spring mist, the autumn waters are like ripples." Her jade nose is like a cherry bead, the color of snow, and her cheeks are like peaches, the color of a flower fairy.

Under the swan-like graceful jade neck is an exquisite collarbone, and the snow-white and smooth skin is like mutton-fat jade in the sun, so white without a trace of impurities, and so lustrous that it seems to be glowing. Under the collarbone is a large area of ​​high-raised, creamy white jade.

Feng Yizhong's breathing was a little rapid, but Qin Zhixin didn't notice. She had just been scolded by the system, and even now she was still spinning a pen. That dead man's morality was so vulgar. She just raised her eyes and glanced at her casually, but her beauty still made Feng Yizhong feel ashamed.

Feng Yizhong regretted his recklessness.

If he'd been in the top five this time, he might have felt more confident about getting close to her. But he wasn't. He only ranked 13th in the monthly exam, an awkward position.

At least it's not something I can show off in Class 2.

Ever since Qin Zhixin first showed up at school, she'd been a celebrity. And what about Feng Yizhong? He'd been a top student in junior high, but even so, he'd remained invisible in high school. The gossip others relished had nothing to do with him, and the laughter they'd heard about the courseware was just noise to him.

Feng Yizhong felt like an outsider.

Qin Zhixin was a bit confused. She was still spinning her pen, a crappy, one-dollar ballpoint pen, until it was practically flying. As for Feng Yizhong's question about her study methods? She had no other options except devious methods. She'd only improved her English by attacking rednecks on Reddit. She couldn't possibly tell Feng Yizhong to practice racial slurs now, could she?

There were countless examples of people with low intelligence and stuttering who were the result of inbreeding, or people who were involuntarily single and had epileptic tendencies. These insulting words were just permutations and combinations for Qin Zhixin; changing the adjectives would create a new curse word.

"You're speaking too broadly. I study normally. If I remember something, I remember it. It all depends on my sense of language."

Qin Zhixin spoke haltingly and lacked confidence. Although what she said was useless nonsense, her tone was good. After all, she was not as arrogant as Deng Lanying.