After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

Isn't it enough to just shirk responsibility?

As long as she takes the initiative, everything will develop according to her script.

[System! I told you this was given to me by Yang Qichao! That kid has good grades, and even if he gets into trouble, the teacher definitely won't punish him. I'll give him this book later! No, I have to give it all to him. Keeping it will only bring trouble. I told you I gave it all to him! He must be super happy.]

Qin Zhixin felt a sudden relief in her chest as her stomach churned with anger. All the discomfort she had just felt disappeared with the appearance of the person she thought was the perfect scapegoat.

The system didn't care at all. After all, the girl was the one who was cheating on Yang Qichao. Even though it couldn't stand her messing around, it definitely didn't object and simply kept silent. This guy was leaving soon anyway, so even if they fell in love over time, a long-distance relationship wouldn't last.

Kong Yucheng was still watching, flipping through the book casually, his face calm and composed. Qin Zhixin secretly observed him and was shocked to find that Kong Yucheng had even put on eye shadow, but his makeup skills were very advanced, so it looked very natural, and he was obviously wearing concealer on his face.

[Oh my god, system, did you see that? He's so old and still wearing makeup? And he's a man, oh my god, is he gay?]

【Ask?】

【I don’t want to live anymore, I ask?】

Seeing that Kong Yucheng was still reading and seemed to be very serious, Qin Zhixin's mind gradually became active and she bravely raised her hand tremblingly.

"Teacher! I borrowed this book from a classmate in Class 4. It's said to be a romance novel, but I haven't had time to start reading it yet."

Qin Zhixin pinched her throat, suppressing the dizziness brought on by her timidity, and threw dirty water on Yang Qichao, who was attending class in Class 4. Her legs trembled as she tried to minimize the possible consequences, but the moment she opened her mouth, she started to gossip.

Kong Yucheng glanced at her and knew she was lying from her guilty look.

He didn't look at Qin Zhixin anymore. He simply turned away, holding the novel in his arms, his expression serious. He continued to flip through the book, leaning against the iron podium to read for a while. The classmates in the class were confused about what was going on and felt that the atmosphere was a little strange. There were whispers in the classroom.

"Did you borrow it from a classmate?"

Kong Yucheng did not return the book to Qin Zhixin. He folded a corner of the part he had just read and gently placed it on the podium, saying this sentence without any context.

"hold head high!"

Qin Zhixin straightened her heavy headlights. She had just prepared herself mentally, and now she could speak with confidence. Just looking at her aura, it was impossible to tell she was lying.

"Which classmate? Never mind, this book is quite interesting. Can you understand it?"

Qin Zhixin denied it with a serious face. "No! Teacher, I don't understand!"

Seeing her rogue look, Kong Yucheng didn't care at all.

This girl seemed to be a hot-tempered person last month, but now she has become his student by accident. He has a feeling that this girl is most likely the troublemaker in the class.

"I've noticed that your English test scores have always been very good. Not only is you number one in the class, but you've also consistently ranked in the top five in your grade. Besides reading novels, what other methods do you have to improve your English?"

Kong Yucheng emphasized the word "except".

"Huh? I, uh. Watch American TV series and play games?"

Qin Zhixin noticed Kong Yucheng's expression and quickly added, "American TV shows without subtitles are good for listening, and games require you to understand untranslated plots!"

"Do you have any problem-solving and note-taking tips you can share?"

Kong Yucheng's tone was flat, revealing no emotion. Qin Zhixin felt her scalp tingle. Why was this frivolous Zhongdeng pestering her with questions? How could he be so difficult?

"Teacher, I just write the questions as soon as I get them."

"And the notes?"

Qin Zhixin hesitated and didn't dare to speak. Seeing this, Kong Yucheng realized that this girl probably didn't take notes at all, and even if she did, her notes were probably a mess. He knocked on the desk of the girl in the first row.

"Classmate, what's your name?"

"Han Qingqing."

The girl was small, with sallow skin and an unremarkable appearance. She was usually invisible in the classroom. When Kong Yucheng called her name, she was a little at a loss. In a panic, she wanted to stand up. Seeing her trying to stand up, Kong Yucheng quickly waved his hand.

"Just sit down. Classmate, do you have English notes?"

"some."

She quickly pulled a thick notebook from the hole in the desk and tremblingly handed it to Kong Yucheng. Kong Yucheng flipped through it. The notes were extremely detailed, the colorful letters each one perfectly square, yet together they looked awkward and messy. He read as he spoke.

“韩青青，开学前的三次考试英语排名分别是17、22、18。入学考试班级排名21、年级475，月考班级排名27、年级744。”

Qin Zhixin gasped.

[Oh my god! He memorized everything in that short time he spent looking at the results? Is he still human? System, do you have anything that can make me remember everything I see? Give me one quickly.]

【I'll give you a head! 】

Han Qingqing awkwardly took back her notebook. Kong Yucheng randomly checked the English notes of three people and recited their scores in front of the whole class.

"I just checked four people. Qin Zhixin has the best grades, but she doesn't have any notes and usually reads novels. Han Qingqing, Tan Peiyue, and Guan Yuxuan are all ranked after the top 20. Their notes are colorful and full of notes. I almost want to copy from the Oxford Dictionary."

Kong Yucheng paused.

"I'm moved by my own useless efforts! Qin, you can sit down now."

Qin Zhixin hurriedly sat down and let out a long sigh.

"I've seen it all. As soon as class starts, they're frantically memorizing things, but their minds don't know what they've memorized, and they can't remember it clearly. They exhaust themselves every day, but not much of the material actually contributes to their test-taking abilities. This is my first lesson for you. I want you to reflect. Reflect on what you truly need to improve. Take out your test papers and do a count first. Count which section you lost the most points on. Reading? Listening? Writing?"

"Each problem has a specific solution. Memorizing by rote is like a crutch. Rather than saying it's inefficient, it's the method with the lowest barrier to entry and the lowest efficiency. In this regard, I hope you'll learn from Qin."

Chapter 155: Evil Tendencies

Qin Zhixin was hunched in her seat. When Kong Yucheng suddenly called her name, she shivered in fear.

Kong Yucheng spoke incessantly at the podium, his tone gentle, seemingly a deliberate act of gentleness. But he could instill a unique sense of fear in his students, as if he would suddenly ask an extremely difficult question and then randomly select a lucky student to stand in the corner as punishment.

But this is not an illusion.

Zhang Wanbai had been standing for a while, having just answered a question incorrectly. Five students had already been punished, and the only sound in the classroom, aside from the sound of trees being felled outside the window, was Kong Yucheng's calm voice, like monks in a temple chanting while beating wooden fish.

Normally, this should be drowsy.

But at this time Qin Zhixin was feeling uneasy.

Qin Zhixin had just given Kong Yucheng a "shocking education". Although he managed to cover up the lie with his performance, Qin Zhixin could see that Kong Yucheng was not very satisfied with her.

Liberal arts studies require a lot of memorization, and rote learning is still helpful for English exams.

But Qin Zhixin was such a scoundrel. She was clearly the best student in the class, but she didn't even take notes and didn't set a good example at all. If Kong Yucheng believed her lies and really let the students in his class learn from her, they would probably be led astray. When the next six-school unified exam came, if the results of his class were worse than when Ji Mingzhu was teaching, he would be embarrassed even if no one else said anything.

Thinking of this, Kong Yucheng glanced at Qin Zhixin with a somewhat unfriendly look. Qin Zhixin was just sticking her head out like a turtle, looking at him over the pile of books, her sneaky look making her look dishonest.

Their eyes met for less than half a second before Qin Zhixin retracted her head.

Kong Yucheng couldn't help but feel amused and helpless. He couldn't help but feel a headache when he saw Qin Zhixin like this.

When he first met her, he'd thought that Qin Zhixin, despite her quirky personality, was incredibly beautiful, like a fairy descended to earth. Her beauty was nothing short of captivating, captivating enough to make fish sink to the bottom of their chests and geese fall to the ground, or shame the moon and flowers. She was truly enchanting. If he weren't so old, he'd probably react immediately, let alone the naive youngsters in his class.

These little boys can have sexual fantasies about every member of the opposite sex who is not too ugly. If the school is not strict, they will use their abundant energy to show their underdeveloped intelligence to the society.

Kong Yucheng saw it clearly. When he asked Qin Zhixin to stand, the boys in the class looked at her with such eager eyes that they seemed to want to eat her alive.

If Qin Zhixin was a cold-tempered person who didn't show off to anyone, then it might be better. At least the boys in the class would only have a secret crush on her. In Kong Yucheng's experience, most boys didn't dare to talk to girls who were too beautiful.

But Qin Zhixin was clearly not a cold-tempered person. Seeing her insistent and irritating way just now, Kong Yucheng knew what kind of personality she had. Even now, Kong Yucheng noticed that a boy in the front row kept looking at Qin Zhixin. From his position, he could only see Qin Zhixin's body, while her face was hidden behind the pile of books.

The performance of the boys in the class made Kong Yucheng look a little gloomy. He was sure that if Qin Zhixin was in another class, the average score of Class 2 would be at least three or four points higher. Her influence on the boys in the class was too great.

Kong Yucheng stopped reading from the handout, and the classroom fell into an eerie silence. The sun was shining brightly outside, but everyone in the room felt a chill in their hearts. Based on the experience of the five previous victims, Kong Yucheng was about to call the roll again.

Qin Zhixin felt a chill run down her spine and couldn't help but shiver. This was a strange omen, as if she was being watched by something dangerous.

This was her sixth sense, what she always called "man's intuition." Qin Zhixin believed that after all the bad things she had done in her life, she hadn't been punished, and this strange omen had helped her a lot. In junior high school, countless times, even when the system deliberately didn't warn her, she sensed danger, turned off her computer in advance, and pretended to be asleep, thus avoiding Tang Yuyu's surprise inspections.

But this kind of spiritual shock at this time is not a good sign.

"Qin Zhixin, please summarize the differences between restrictive and non-restrictive attributive clauses. Give at least six points."

"His!"

Qin Zhixin gasped and slowly stood up, her delicate hands supporting her feet on the table as she trembled. She felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave. She relied entirely on her intuition to solve the problems; this kind of theoretical knowledge wasn't tested on the exam. Although she had a grammar book, she hadn't looked at it since she bought it.

Sunlight reflected from the tiles outside the window, scattering through the glass onto the girl's fair, bone-china-like skin, shimmering with a unique pearly sheen. She was both glamorous and alluring. That was until this icy beauty, as white as snow, revealed a sun-drenched, flattering smile, instantly destroying her icy beauty aura.

"Teacher, does it have to be at least six o'clock?"

She tried to delay the time as much as possible, wailing in her heart.

[System, help! ]

The system said nothing.

[System, if you don't come out, I will be punished by standing here! ]

"That's right, at least six points. This is a very simple summary. I believe that Qin, as a top student in English at the practical high school, can definitely answer it."

Kong Yucheng had a forced smile on his face and spoke in a neutral tone.

Qin Zhixin's calves were trembling again, but luckily the system was online at this moment. [Form, function, translation, meaning, antecedent, relative.]

The system was impressive. Qin Zhixin's legs stopped trembling after she got the answer. She read the answer the system gave her, looking at Kong Yucheng with hope. Kong Yucheng, with a sullen look, told her to sit down. Qin Zhixin's face was filled with disbelief at first, but then the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl upwards. After returning to her seat, she looked uninhibited and clearly arrogant again. Qin Zhixin sat with her back straight, her beautiful face a picture of a foolish smile as she looked around.

Kong Yucheng took a deep breath and stopped looking at her. He just felt that this damn girl was an eyesore.

He had deliberately used a difficult question to confuse the students at Shigao High School, intending to give them a direct warning. The question he had given Qin Zhixin was something they had only learned in higher grades, and it wasn't a required test topic. This kind of grammar question was rarely memorized, except for those who were specifically studying the fundamentals. He had asked this question to make Qin Zhixin stand in the corner as punishment, to eliminate any unhealthy tendencies in her, and prevent her from corrupting the other students.

But Kong Yucheng didn't expect that she would actually answer.

Doesn’t this really prove that her learning method is desirable?

Especially since there were five classmates who had done a great job before and were still standing there obediently, it seemed that Qin Zhixin's answers were even more valuable, which made Kong Yucheng feel like he was shooting himself in the foot.

…………

Yang Qichao returned to class on the second day of school.

After his fractured bone, Yang Qichao only rested for half a day before returning to class. The doctor didn't even put him in a cast. Yang Qichao's mother had wanted him to stay home and relax. After all, their family didn't have much time left in Nanling; they would be moving to Guangdong Province before November.

But Yang Qichao didn't want to stay at home, he wanted to seize the last bit of time.

The weather in Nanling has warmed up again. Compared to the unusually cold snap a month ago, the city has been enjoying several days of sunshine in early October. Temperatures have even reached over 20 degrees Celsius by mid-afternoon, while mornings and evenings dip to around 10 degrees Celsius. In these temperatures, people in Nanling wear a variety of clothing. On the streets, you'll see people wearing short-sleeved shirts, spring-autumn shirts, and cotton-padded jackets, creating a unique mix of styles.

Qin Zhixin walked with him again after school that afternoon, and the two of them were once again a pair on campus. Qin Zhixin was curious about his leg, but Yang Qichao said it was a minor fracture, so minor that he didn't even need a brace. The doctor gave him an injection of osteopeptide, prescribed a large bag of anti-inflammatory drugs and calcium tablets, and sent him home to avoid taking up a hospital bed.

After finishing their meal in the cafeteria, Qin Zhixin and Yang Qichao leisurely walked to the school canteen. The orange-red sunset cast a warm yellow light, dyeing even the horizon the color of maple leaves. A fragment of red sky could be vaguely seen through the school building.

It was getting dark earlier and earlier, and the wind was whistling. Qin Zhixin hunched her neck. She hugged the collar of her leather jacket tightly, but the size of the headlights was too bright, and even so, the wind still rushed in through her collar and through the gaps between the headlights, making Qin Zhixin shiver uncontrollably.

Seeing Qin Zhixin's reaction, Yang Qichao stood calmly in the upwind direction, using his body to block the direct wind for her, but it had little effect.

He took off his coat and handed it to her. Qin Zhixin felt slighted and waved her hand in annoyance. She saw that Yang Qichao was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt under his coat. She was wearing a coat, sweater, and long johns in the same temperature, but she still felt cold. And this guy was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and he didn't show any emotion. Qin Zhixin couldn't help but feel sour.

Her male memory gave her many different concepts from girls of her age.

As a child, Qin Zhixin had longed for a strong body, ideally one that could climb twenty floors without getting out of breath. She didn't know if she had ever been this strong in her "previous life," but she certainly wasn't as sensitive to both cold and heat as she was now.

Hidden beneath Yang Qichao's sturdy arms and sturdy muscle lines is explosive power that cannot be underestimated.

That is the most primitive power, strong, full of energy and blood, and excellent endurance. It is absolutely rare among high school students who are generally sub-healthy. It is a manifestation of vigorous ketone secretion.

Qin Zhixin secretly looked at Yang Qichao again.

He was rather dark, with unremarkable features, so ordinary he'd be hard to spot in a crowd. Compared to his appearance in his previous life, he was utterly mediocre. And he was so slow and introverted. He even had to ask for her permission to take off his coat and give it to her? How foolish! Asking a girl's opinion before showing affection?

This is so stupid.

Chapter 156: Teaching the 猱 to ascend wood

After dinner, the two of them emerged from the cafeteria through the small entrance. The old tables and chairs were piled high in a large pile. They were dumped in the parking lot in the middle of the building. Next to the pile was a Dongfeng mid-sized truck. A campus police officer in a security uniform and two workers, cigarettes dangling from their lips, lifted the tables and chairs and began tossing them into the truck bed.

A cordoned-off area was cordoned off below, and from the windows on the second and third floors of the cafeteria, several workers in polyester overalls were throwing old tables and chairs down, some of which fell apart as they hit the ground. It looked as if all the old tables and chairs were being thrown away.

"My goodness, throwing away chairs looks more festive than chopping down trees."

Qin Zhixin looked at her in surprise, clicking her tongue a little, but her tone was a little sarcastic.

When she saw someone causing trouble, she couldn't help but want to join in. She wished she could be there and throw the table downstairs together, but she still had to maintain her own image. After all, she was already an "adult" in high school, so she could only watch from afar.

She jogged all the way to the center of the cafeteria's back door. Yang Qichao was tall and had long legs, and his two steps were equivalent to Qin Zhixin's three steps, but his attention was silently on this girl, and he slowed down his pace very sensibly.

Qin Zhixin, anxious to see the peep show, walked ahead of Yang Qichao with a cat-like gait. This gait was both elegant and coordinated with the two plump rabbits, preventing them from bouncing too violently. Perhaps in her urgency, she couldn't help but quicken her pace, causing the rabbits to playfully tremble, nearly pushing the buttons of her shirt open.

Yang Qichao remained calm, but he couldn't help but look down.

Pearls are round and smooth.

The word popped up in his mind for some unknown reason.

Qin Zhixin's breasts were indeed too round, especially when she was walking in a cat-like manner with a fast pace. From behind her, she could be seen twisting and turning, tempting him to touch them and squeeze them hard.

Yang Qichao thought of Qin Zhixin's family. Aunt Tang's peaches were also very plump. Although Aunt Tang was in her thirties, she looked like a recent college graduate. Every time he went to Qin Zhixin's house, Yang Qichao had to suppress the throbbing desire in his heart. His eyes were a little dark, and a gloomy pink fantasy spread in his mind like dried seaweed.

Yang Qichao wanted to pinch it hard, thinking it must feel great, but he could distinguish between reality and imagination.