After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

"Hey, you're not full yet, so you're going to the bathroom for a snack?"

Zhang Wanbai was stunned for a moment before reacting. Seeing Qin Zhixin's smirk, he angrily pinched her thigh. He ignored her and made a move to leave. Qin Zhixin rubbed the area where she had been pinched, sucking in a cool breath while speaking with a grin.

"Hey, don't be angry, I still have braised goose feet here."

After saying that, she took out a few packets of goose feet from her new schoolbag, took out a packet and stuffed it into her desk hole in front of Zhang Wanbai, and distributed the remaining packets to the boys in the seats in front and behind her.

Fang Bixian took the goose feet and opened them directly, taking small bites. The small package of braised goose feet was full of gelatin and tasted very spicy. Fang Bixian couldn't help but gasp for air while eating it.

He had just overheard the conversation between Qin Zhixin and Zhang Wanbai. Even he hadn't understood the sharp words at first, but seeing Zhang Wanbai blush, Fang Bixian almost laughed out loud. Ever since Qin Zhixin linked him to Radish, Zhang Wanbai had seemed to have a barrier against him. Before, she'd always asked him questions she didn't understand, but now she only asked questions of Liu Qinxiong and Yan Wangfei, who sat in front of her.

Fang Bixian didn't feel nothing about this. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he also thought it was normal.

After all, both the class monitor and Yan Wangfei have better grades than him. Even if Zhang Wanbai's behavior may seem a bit "snobbish" to students, his snobbery towards knowledge cannot be completely regarded as snobbery.

What's more, Fang Bixian could see that Zhang Wanbai was deliberately distancing herself from him.

Although he is still a high school student, he thinks he can judge people more accurately than his peers. He also believes that he has stronger logical ability than his peers and can infer a person's thoughts based on clues. Although if you really dig deep into the matter, Fang Bixian probably doesn't know where his confidence comes from, but Fang Bixian just thinks he is very accurate in judging people.

Fang Bixian had a vague feeling that Zhang Wanbai seemed to have special feelings for Qin Zhixin, which reminded him of the rumor that Ma Lisheng had said that Zhang Wanbai was a lesbian.

He suddenly felt melancholy. Qin Zhixin's appearance aside, Zhang Wanbai wasn't actually ugly, just too short, with crooked teeth, and a dark, rough, and acne-ridden complexion. Fang Bixian felt like he'd changed, actually caring what someone like Zhang Wanbai thought of him. Back in junior high, he'd absolutely ignored a plain-looking girl like Zhang Wanbai.

But now, because Zhang Wanbai no longer asked him questions, he had a lot of random thoughts in his mind.

But Fang Bixian didn't care because he had no feelings for Zhang Wanbai.

Even if Qin Zhixin told him that she liked him one day, he would not be happy at first, but would be suspicious. He would suspect that it might be April Fool's Day, and that Qin Zhixin was messing around again.

After all, he was really scared of being fooled by Qin Zhixin.

Chapter 151 Knowing Mu Shaoai

Thinking of Qin Zhixin, the goose paw in Fang Bixian's mouth tasted even more fragrant, even though Qin Zhixin was right in front of him.

Qin Zhixin lay listlessly on the table, flipping through a novel with "The Bone Collector" written on the cover. This novel had been on the partition under her desk for some time. It seemed to be a horror novel, but it was all in English, and Fang Bixin didn't want to read it.

Fang Bixian had borrowed an English novel from her before, but he was very tired of reading it. If he hadn't been really bored, he naturally wouldn't have bothered to ask her to borrow it.

Liu Qinxiong was now in front of Qin Zhixin. He turned around, holding his phone, and whispered to Qin Zhixin. Qin Zhixin was still lying on the table. She took out her phone from her trouser pocket and showed it to Liu Qinxiong. Soon, Liu Qinxiong turned away again.

Fang Bixian wanted to know what they were talking about. Over the past month, he had begun to feel that his inquisitiveness was becoming unhealthy. He wanted to know about Qin Zhixin's life, but she only treated him as a relatively familiar classmate, perhaps not even a friend.

Fang Bixian stared blankly at the back of Qin Zhixin's snow-white and tender neck. He sucked the goose paw that Qin Zhixin casually gave him and sucked it very hard.

It would be better if Qin Zhixin gave this snack to him alone.

He didn't like the feeling of Qin Zhixin sharing food with too many people; it made him feel a sour taste in his mouth. Clearly, at noon, when Zhou Dahong and Tan Peiyue were fighting, they were standing so close to each other, so why did she have to remember everyone around her when giving snacks?

Fang Bixian lowered his eyes and no longer looked at Qin Zhixin.

He knew that his unrequited love for Qin Zhixin was unhealthy and pathetic. His initial liking was purely out of reproductive instinct, just as he had liked Li Jinjin during the holiday tutoring. But after he found that this person was "without substance", his feelings of liking her quickly turned into disgust.

He was certain that, with Qin Zhixin's erratic nature, she'd always be up to something, and there was no telling if she'd ever tease Liu Qinxiong and Yan Wangfei. But that wasn't certain to happen; perhaps Qin Zhixin looked down on them. He had a strange feeling, as if being teased by Qin Zhixin was a privilege; after all, he hadn't seen her teasing other boys in the class.

Maybe Qin Zhixin looked down on those two conspicuous bags? If she looked down on them, she wouldn't take the initiative to mess with others.

Fang Bixian felt himself getting anxious again. After the seat change, he was no longer in the same PBL group as Qin Zhixin. Furthermore, his physics grades were average, so he wasn't chosen for the physics competition class. Last month, he saw Lu Zude and Qin Zhixin going to cram school together after evening self-study. He could count them clearly: they went twice last month, and there would definitely be more in the future.

Ever since Qin Zhixin and Lu Zude were chosen together for the physics competition, Fang Bixian had discovered that he disliked Lu Zude. He felt that Lu Zude must have had feelings for Qin Zhixin, as he blushed whenever he saw her, even his earlobes. Qin Zhixin was so beautiful, and although she could be a bit of a bitch at times, she was actually quite kind.

Qin Zhixin was still lying on the table reading a novel.

Fang Bixian sighed and stopped thinking about it. He had sucked the goose paw until only the bones and some tendons were left.

He glanced around the classroom again, not stopping even before heading to evening self-study. Li Jianjian, his first unrequited love at Nanshi High School, was chatting with a few other girls at the water dispenser, probably gossiping, and the girls were laughing as they talked.

Fang Bixian looked at them and thought they were vulgar. When they gathered together, they looked like five hundred quacking ducks. This made him feel disappointed again, disappointed in Li Jinjin.

His aesthetic standards were raised too high by Qin Zhixin. With a TOP0-level beauty like Qin Zhixin in front of him, the other girls in his class seemed less beautiful by comparison. He used to think Li Jianjin was pretty, otherwise he wouldn't have been so angry when he saw her chatting and laughing with boys from other schools during the school sports meet.

But looking at Li Jinjin now, I just think her looks are just barely passable. Compared with Qin Zhixin, Li Jinjin's facial features are so pale that they look like they were drawn with chalk, and the lightest ones can be wiped away with hands.

Li Jinjin's personality is also so shallow, as if it was drawn with chalk.

Fang Bixian bit the goose paw bone into pieces and swallowed it. His mind began to wander again. He wanted to get closer to Qin Zhixin, or at least closer than the other boys in the class.

All he had to do was cater to her interests; it wasn't something you could just casually chat about. He knew there had been a period where Qin Zhixin came to school with dark circles under her eyes. When he asked her, she said she was playing a game called Civilization. He'd heard of it, and had seen his cousin Fang Qiyun play it, but he didn't find it interesting. But that wasn't important; what mattered was that Qin Zhixin found the game interesting. Liu Qinxiong and Qin Zhixin had quickly become friends since he moved his seat, and Fang Bixian thought the biggest reason was that they both played Civilization.

Fang Bixian thought a lot, and he seemed to have found the key to the problem. A confident smile appeared on his lips, and he began to stare blankly at the handouts spread out on the table, as if he was imagining a beautiful future.

Suddenly, he seemed to see Qin Zhixin's face in the gap of the lecture notes. The words on the lecture notes began to combine randomly and slowly turned into Qin Zhixin's face.

Qin Zhixin's almond-shaped eyes on the handouts were slightly narrowed, flashing a cunning and smart light, like an interested Persian cat. She looked at him across dimensions and time and space. The crude printed words with the smell of ink formed her affectionate eyes, and her rosy little mouth opened and closed, speaking silent words, and it seemed that Qin Zhixin's soft and seductive voice was automatically decoded in Fang Bixian's ears.

Fang Bixian's breathing became heavy, and he soon felt a pain in his lower body. He shook his head vigorously and looked up. Qin Zhixin was no longer lying down. She supported her pink face with one hand. She had placed her novel upright on the table, looking very lazy.

Before the evening self-study teacher arrived, Fang Bixian crouched down and rubbed against Qin Zhixin's desk. He went to the front row to find Liu Qinxiong and patted him on the shoulder, deliberately using a little more force.

"Squad Leader, do you have any recommendations for less popular strategies for playing Civilization?"

Liu Qinxiong was playing a mobile game, concentrating on the operation at the moment, when Fang Bixian suddenly patted his shoulder. His hand shook, and the game character fell into a pit and died.

"Brother, I almost broke the record!"

Liu Qin's ambition was bleeding, and he complained in a bad mood.

"What game are you playing?"

Fang Bixian asked him, this game looks quite rough.

When asked by Fang Bixian, Liu Qinxiong quickly turned into a game whistleblower.

"Everyday Cool Run has been out for a while now. It's quite relaxing, and you can check the rankings of your friends on Penguin. I'm ranked fifth among my friends. If you hadn't affected my game just now, I would have jumped straight to fourth."

In 2013, most mobile games required users to search and add friends one by one. However, Tiantian Kupao was different. Users could directly log in to Penguin to see their friends’ rankings, which was much more convenient than other games at the time.

After hearing him praise the game, Fang Bixian also became interested.

"Pass me a copy of the game."

"Okay, open Kuai Ya and I'll send you the message directly."

Kuaiya is a transmission software. In this era where Bluetooth transmission is commonly used, Kuaiya uses hotspot WiFi transmission, which is extremely fast.

Zhou Dahong, who had been watching the squad leader play games, saw this and also asked Liu Qinxiong to pass him a copy as well.

As soon as Fang Bi entered, he looked at his friends first. As expected, Qin Zhixin was ranked first, and she was far ahead of the second place.

Fang Bixian put the idea of ​​how to play "Civilization" out of his mind. He was like a mule with a carrot hanging in front of its face. Whenever he saw Qin Zhixin playing something, he couldn't help but follow her, just to find a more in-depth topic when chatting with her.

It’s just that his gaming skills were average and he lost soon after.

Fang Bixian felt a bit embarrassed. Zhou Dahong, who had started playing at the same time as him, hadn't died once so far. Given Fang Bixian's gaming skills, even if Qin Zhixin got bored enough to ask him to play games one day, he probably wouldn't be able to keep up. Qin Zhixin would probably mock him right there, and then he'd never have the chance to play with her again.

Fang Bixian was somewhat melancholy anticipating something that had never happened, even though he had never been able to play games with Qin Zhixin once until now.

The first class of the evening self-study was English. Teacher Ji Mingzhu was explaining the questions. Fang Bixian put away his mobile phone consciously, but Zhou Dahong did not stop and was still playing.

Zhou Dahong was getting frustrated. Aside from his high score in the first round, he kept losing. After a few rounds of Tiantian Kupao, he ran out of stamina. He needed hearts from others to play another round. If no one gave them, he could only top up his money or wait for the hearts to return. Zhou Dahong had also used up all the hearts he had sent to others, so in a rage, he topped up ten yuan to continue playing.

English teacher Ji Mingzhu was writing on the blackboard at this time.

Zhang Wanbai hid his head behind the pile of books and took the opportunity to eat the braised goose feet given by Qin Zhixin.

It would have been absolutely impossible for her to eat in class when she was in junior high school, but Qin Zhixin had a strong ability to lead others astray, and she managed to lead a good student astray.

Zhang Wanbai carefully tore open the plastic wrapper, trying not to make any noise. Qin Zhixin noticed her little action and became greedy. She pulled out a piece of "Golden Monkey" candy from the hole in the table, pretended to touch her nose, and quietly put it in her mouth.

When Zhang Wanbai took her first bite, the salty, savory, gelatinous texture filled her mouth. She lowered her head and took two more bites, the spicy flavor of the goose feet taking over.

The braised goose feet looked mild, a simple soy sauce color from the outside, and the sealed food didn't smell very spicy either. However, the chili peppers were definitely used in the braising process, especially since Qin Zhixin's uncle had brought them from Jiangxi. The flavor was still too intense for the people of Nanling.

Zhang Wanbai gasped for air from the spiciness, tears streaming down her face. She tried to hold it back, but the spiciness was too much for her.

Spiciness is a kind of pain. You may get used to it after eating it for a long time, but Zhang Wanbai has not yet gotten used to the spicy taste. She feels her tongue is numb.

Ji Mingzhu heard the sound of gasps from the audience and turned his gaze towards Qin Zhixin.

She didn't see Zhang Wanbai, because Zhang Wanbai hid herself very well.

But she noticed Zhou Dahong's face was full of concentration. He looked so focused that it was obvious that he was not studying.

She walked softly over to Zhou Dahong. Qin Zhixin and Zhang Wanbai were both startled by her action and sat up straight. Qin Zhixin tried to swallow the candy in her mouth, but it was too sticky. She just wanted it to melt quickly, the faster the better.

Only after Ji Mingzhu passed her seat did they breathe a sigh of relief.

Then Ji Mingzhu's cold voice was heard.

"Zhou Dahong, ask your homeroom teacher for your cell phone after school."

Chapter 152

It was half past ten in the morning, just when the third class was about to end.

Class 2 was in physics class, and the physics teacher, Chen Huaiyuan, was still explaining the problems in his difficult-to-understand Hai'an dialect, with some Nanling dialect thrown in. But the noise outside the window was too noisy, frequently interrupting his train of thought.

Outside the window came the sharp, raspy, piercing sound of a chainsaw sawing wood, accompanied by a lot of shouting and, faintly, the sound of an argument.

The tree outside the classroom window slowly fell down amidst this chaotic blend of sounds. At first, it shook violently, and the dry branches trembled, then slowly moved down. When the dead branches completely disappeared from the window, a few seconds later, you could hear a "bang!" or "bang!" The sound was so loud that even the glass windows of the classroom would shake along with it.

The classroom wasn't quiet either. Many boys were still exclaiming, whispering to each other, as if there were splinters on the benches poking their eyes. The usually quiet girls were also looking out the window. At least half of the students in Class 2 weren't paying attention to the formulas on the blackboard.

Chen Huaiyuan's voice was already hoarse while he was lecturing. He was still sulking over the noise when he first started teaching. When the chainsaw outside the window started to make noise, he howled loudly, trying to drown out the noise with his voice. However, after a few minutes of shouting, his throat couldn't take it anymore.

The chain saw outside the window was making no sound. Chen Huaiyuan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what he was shouting.

He already had a thick accent, and with the added debuff of hoarseness, he was shouting at the top of his lungs, like a ghost. He was too noisy to continue lecturing, so he simply threw the test paper on the podium and moved to the window to look down.

Two trucks were parked downstairs. Workers were chopping off the fallen tree's branches and sawing the trunk into chunks of suitable length. The clatter of chainsaws filled the road. In the distance, an excavator was digging up tree roots, tearing up the brick and stone road beneath the trees, exposing the ochre-red soil beneath.

Chen Huaiyuan was distracted by the noise outside the window, unable to concentrate on his lecture. The classroom was filled with the sounds of chattering. Those seated by the window were able to watch the entire tree fall, a truly captivating sight. They also saw the workers behind them sawing wood, digging up the roots, and destroying the road.

Qin Zhixin was a little anxious.

The reason for her anxiety wasn't that she couldn't bear to see the trees cut down. She had only been at Nanshi High School for a little over a month, so she wasn't the type to develop any unusual artistic feelings towards those crooked, miscellaneous trees.

Qin Zhixin was anxious at the moment simply because she wanted to watch the wood being sawed. The sound of the chainsaw outside the window made her feel itchy.

Seeing Chen Huaiyuan standing by the window with his back to the students, she instantly grew bolder. She craned her neck to try and get a clearer view of what was happening outside the window, but her current position was along the east aisle, far from the west window. All she could see was the treetops swaying and then slowly falling. She could only imagine what was happening next.

Watching the tree fall, she grew even more excited, as if she'd heard some inspiring speech. As the treetops faded from view over the window sill, Qin Zhixin's affectionate almond-shaped eyes widened even further, her charming face inexplicably naive in its concentration.

"Can you see anything here?"

Zhang Wanbai leaned over, resting her chin on Qin Zhixin's shoulder. Her eyes naturally glanced downwards, and Qin Zhixin's delicate collarbone was right next to her mouth. If she was a little bolder, she could even lick the delicate collarbone dimple from this distance.

Looking further ahead, she saw deep, vague ravines and valleys, that alluring yet tightly closed slit half-hidden beneath the crew-neck sweatshirt she wore. The sweatshirt lay beneath her new leather jacket, but unlike the brand-new jacket, this one had been worn numerous times. The collar had been stretched out of shape, and the fabric was pilling from washing, leaving a faint scent of detergent.

But what is more attractive is Qin Zhixin's intoxicating body fragrance.

Zhang Wanbai took a deep breath, intoxicated by the alluring fragrance of Qin Zhixin.

"You can't see anything from this position. Those people are blocking the view. It's annoying."

Qin Zhixin pouted and muttered, feeling uneasy because she couldn't see any details about the tree. But if it happened in her neighborhood, she would probably just find it noisy. Especially the sharp high pitch, which would make her feel uneasy after hearing it for a long time, and would seriously affect her gaming performance.

But it’s school time now.

For her, anything that happens at school and is not related to studying is interesting.

Zhou Dahong, who was sitting behind her, was chatting with Fang Bixian.

"…………He said it was our school's new vice-principal who came over to make the request."

Qin Zhixin in front didn't hear clearly, but the few words she heard still piqued her interest. She sat down, turned to look at Zhou Dahong, and spoke crisply.

"What new vice principal? Is it the one named Kong Yucheng from No. 1 Middle School?"

She remembered what Liu Yujin had mentioned before, that the current principal of No. 1 Middle School, Kong Yucheng, might report to the Boys' High School this month.

At the time, she'd thought it was nonsense, but Nanshi High School had undergone significant changes in recent days. For one thing, the basketball court's hoops had all been replaced with the latest models, and the floor had been coated with some kind of anti-slip material. Even now, the court was sealed off, saying it would take two days for it to completely dry out.

The classrooms have been updated with new equipment, but the teachers don't know how to use the new projectors, so many have gone back to writing on the blackboards with chalk. The only change that hasn't caused any trouble is the cafeteria. They've added a few new dishes, and the prices haven't gone up much. Plus, Qin Zhixin saw that all the old trees downstairs had been cut down, so she probably would have some new evergreens transplanted in the next few days.

Each of these measures might not seem significant individually, but taken together, they require a significant amount of funding. It's like a deadline, with changes happening everywhere, and even the efficiency seems a bit too hasty.

"Yes, it's Principal Kong."

Zhou Dahong looked at Qin Zhixin, who looked like a curious baby. He moved his face closer and spoke to her directly.

Qin Zhixin replied thoughtfully. "That's certainly his style."

"Sister Xin, have you met Principal Kong?"

Zhou Dahong was a little curious.

He only knew that it was Kong Yucheng's request to build the tree, because he had a relative who was an old employee of Nanshi High School. He heard that Kong's action made his relative very angry.