After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

Liu Qinxiong's mind was in a daze. He sat down and casually pushed the caliper, but it didn't even pass zero. But he was too lazy to continue measuring and hurriedly followed behind Qin Zhixin, fearing that someone would cut in between them in the queue.

The indoor tests were completed before eleven o'clock. At least Qin Zhixin, Liu Qinxiong and Fang Bixian had finished the tests, and the time spent waiting in line accounted for the vast majority of the time.

The outdoor project test for first-year high school students will not be held until the afternoon, so there is no need to go back to the classroom to study for the rest of the morning.

Liu Qinxiong stood on tiptoe and looked around the gym. A quick glance suggested there were still quite a few people in Class 2 waiting in line, but he figured they were almost all done. He knew he had little authority and couldn't control his classmates, so he simply gave up and sent a message in the class group, telling those who had finished the test to go to lunch on their own.

But that's just one of the reasons he does it.

Liu Qinxiong was calculating in his heart. He was far from being as honest and simple-minded as he appeared. He wanted to find a reasonable opportunity to have dinner with Qin Zhixin.

Although he wasn't entirely willing, he thought it would be best to bring Fang Bixian along so it wouldn't seem too awkward. Liu Qinxiong knew that the beginning was always difficult, and he also knew that there was always gain after loss. This time, he could only let Fang Bixian, that bastard, take advantage.

After long-term observation, Qin Zhixin had only dined with Zhang Wanbai and Yang Qichao. As long as she had dined with him this time, it should mean that their relationship had evolved from acquaintances to friends, a complete qualitative change. At the beginning of the school year, he had heard Fang Bixian think that Qin Zhixin was not simple and should be avoided. But now Fang Bixian was different from her, or was he just familiar with her?

Men often think in a dual-core way: the big head on top handles fine-tuning, while the smaller head below guides the big head. No matter how serious their words may be, they are still visual creatures. Liu Qinxiong, on the other hand, took Fang Bixian's evaluation of Qin Zhixin to heart and would let Qin Zhixin know when the time came.

"Let's just go out to eat. Sister Xin, do you know of any good restaurants nearby?"

Liu Qinxiong showed a simple smile.

"Ah? Let me think about it."

Qin Zhixin had just been playing on her phone, and when she was suddenly interrupted, her mind was still a little confused. "I don't think there's anything particularly delicious. The pasta and pizza place at the door? I guess it's going to be very crowded right now."

Qin Zhixin considered it, but she didn't really want to go there. Besides the low prices, the food there was just too ordinary. She put the sweater hanging on her arm back on and looked at Fang Bixian and asked.

"Great Immortal, what do you think?"

"There's a wooden barrel rice restaurant on the next street that's delicious."

Fang Bixian had originally wanted to order two random dishes in the cafeteria, but Qin Zhixin had already asked about everything. For some reason, he also felt a sense of anticipation.

"Why don't we go eat together? It's still early, just get to the classroom before 12:20."

Qin Zhixin had wanted to wait for Yang Qichao, but there were too many people in the gymnasium and she couldn't find anyone. She didn't even know where Zhang Wanbai had gone. She hesitated for a moment and then agreed.

Fang Bixian had recommended the wooden barrel rice restaurant to him, which had been recommended by Zhou Dahong and Ma Lisheng. The wooden barrel rice restaurant was located in the residential area behind the school, not far from a popular "black internet cafe" among students. Zhou Dahong and Ma Lisheng often played games there during their Sunday afternoon "free time," and when they got hungry, they'd grab a meal at the wooden barrel rice restaurant.

This wooden barrel rice restaurant boasts a Ganzhou specialty, featuring cured fish, ham, and pickled chilies—all authentic Ganzhou flavors. However, authenticity doesn't always guarantee flavor, so the owner has reduced the spiciness and sweetened the dish to suit the tastes of Nanling residents. However, if you're dining with a Ganzhou accent, the owner will still make the most authentic Ganzhou flavor.

To highlight the restaurant's authenticity and genuine ingredients, the owner has meticulously displayed cured fish and meat upon entering, hanging in the shade by the kitchen entrance. It's unclear if these are merely decorative. Each table has a ceramic jar filled with pickled chili sauce made from local green chilies. While it's not inherently spicy, the owner has added a generous amount of syrup to cater to Nanling tastes.

Qin Zhixin randomly ordered ham, spinach, and tofu soup and stir-fried scallions and white radish from the menu, while Fang Bixian ordered edamame and bacon. Liu Qinxiong, who disliked pickled food, ordered stir-fried chicken gizzards and yellow eel soup. He had deliberately chosen two expensive dishes; the yellow eel soup alone cost more than Qin Zhixin and Fang Bixian's orders combined.

This childish numerical comparison game gave Liu Qinxiong a strange sense of vanity.

There were a lot of people in the wooden barrel restaurant, most of them were students from Shigao High School.

Fang Bixian lowered his head, twirling his fingers, and then observed his surroundings from the corner of his eye, a subconscious action. He felt a little annoyed by the many prying eyes around him, but also felt a strange sense of vanity. It was as if Qin Zhixin and he were eating at the same table, which meant that there was an ambiguous relationship between them.

This childish distance game gave Fang Bixian a strange sense of vanity.

This is a strange illusion, an overly vague connection, but it makes some people believe in it firmly.

Thinking of this, Fang Bixian was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Qin Zhixin, who was playing on her phone. She stood straight, her firm breasts extending completely over the table. The black sweater accentuated her shape, and her already magnificent size seemed to surge forth. The contrast between her slender hands and her slender waist made her look even more ambitious.

Especially the small exposed areas of snow-white skin on the neck and wrists have an absolute color difference against the black sweater.

There is an old saying that a white complexion can hide three kinds of ugliness, and Qin Zhixin is already flawless in her beauty, so her fair complexion is just the icing on the cake.

Fang Bixian also pulled out his phone, but he didn't know what to look at. He just clicked on the forum interface and stared blankly. He remembered Qin Zhixin doing sit-ups earlier. Even with his left hand holding down her playful nipples, they still trembled. Even though he could only watch out of the corner of his eye, he could still imagine their amazing elasticity.

Fang Bixian's eyes were blank, and he soon stopped thinking about it, otherwise his buddy would be in so much pain.

Qin Zhixin is undoubtedly the focus of attention in the store. No matter what she does, even if she just stands there motionless, she can move other people's hearts.

Fang Bixian suddenly thought of something, took out his mobile phone and searched on the BBS of Nanshi High School. Sure enough, he saw a post about Qin Zhixin as soon as he entered. He clicked on it and saw a series of replies below.

.........

"I just saw the height and weight of Qin from Grade 12. I remember it very clearly."

"Mom, I'm hungry"

"Brothers, does anyone know her bust size?"

…………

The BBS was completely anonymous, and all sorts of outrageous things were said, which made Fang Bixian laugh when he saw it.

"Sister Xin, look at this." After saying that, Fang Bixian turned the phone screen towards Qin Zhixin. Qin Zhixin looked up and glanced at it without any expression.

"What the hell? If you have the guts, come find me offline. Online, you're acting like you're sexually repressed, so offline, I can only peek."

Qin Zhixin cursed in a neither-good-nor-bad tone, and Fang Bixian felt that he was also being cursed.

"Brother Fang, what the hell is this?"

Liu Qinxiong leaned over curiously.

"Hey! Squad leader, stop looking! Why are you so gossipy? You're just like a woman."

Qin Zhixin became a little anxious when she saw Fang Bixian was about to show Liu Qinxiong the phone screen. She frowned and said in a coquettish voice, her true voice was revealed because of her anger. It was not as tender and teasing as usual, but a little sharp, but more childish, like a little girl who had not yet grown up with gold hairpins.

Fang Bixian felt that she was about to get angry, but seeing her like this, he couldn't help but want to continue to piss her off.

"Class monitor, go check the Shigao BBS. I'm afraid she's going to get mad."

Chapter 162 Knowing Everything

Qin Zhixin was furious. She also went to the BBS of Nanshi High School. After taking a few glances at the dirty words, she was so embarrassed that her earlobes turned pink.

Not to mention the unimportant data like height and weight, even the video of her doing sit-ups was released.

She didn't care about using up her data at the moment, so she secretly downloaded it. The file was not big, and compared to the anime and special action movies she collected on her phone, it was really pitifully small, but in terms of shamefulness, these were probably on the same level.

Qin Zhixin took a quick look. The person filming her sit-up video was quite far away, and the camera wasn't very high-resolution. But her headlights were too conspicuous. Even on high beam, she could still see the real thing bouncing up and down.

The photos of her on the upper floor were much higher resolution by comparison. One of them, from the side, showed her exposed waist, which formed a perfect curve with her overflowing peach. A faint glimpse of her waist and a belly without any fat could be seen. Her plump peach, a pair of legs pressed against the tripod, and her slightly flexed muscles, showed off her charm far beyond her peers.

At that time, her eyes were looking straight ahead and a little out of focus, and her mouth was slightly open, as if she was going to get something. This expression added a bit of indescribable flavor to her in the photo.

The comments under these posts were all from horny animals, who took advantage of the fact that real names could not be used on the BBS of Nanshi High School and spoke without restraint. Qin Zhixin only took a quick glance and found a few people from other schools.

"It made me dizzy"

"Your school is really awesome, so generous. I'm in No. 1 Middle School, and I'm playing the pipe in class."

"Fuck, the teacher just found me."

"Awesome, see you on Tieba"

"Oh my god, who is this? This is suffocating me."

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"Butterfly S and J me. A C O M place"

"Don't go to the website above, it's hacked."

"Who's the boy standing behind her and talking to her?"

"Brother Shigao, please post more. I want to see it. I love to see it. Is there a video of her running? I want to see her shaking it off."

"Too bouncy"

"It's over. My classmates found out that I'm a jerk."

Qin Zhixin wanted to curse but held back because it was a public place. Although she felt disgusted, she couldn't hit anyone through the Internet. But as she watched, she calmed down.

Useless trash, they don't even dare to look at me when I'm around, they just mess around online. If you have the guts, come find me in real life.

[If he really comes to see you, will you give him a good face? ]

The system doesn't care about Xiao Chu'nan's nonsense at all. He has long understood that the less sense of existence a person has in real life, the more perverted the nonsense they say about her online will be.

Anyway, this girl has been secretly photographed since junior high school, so she should have gotten used to it over the years. It's not that she wasn't pretty in elementary school, but few families had computers or cell phones with cameras back then, and even if they did, not many elementary school students could type.

In addition, Qin Zhixin always dressed like a tomboy in elementary school, so the only boys who paid attention to her were a few boys in her class and the class next door.

How could I not be kind to them? I'm such a gentle person. Even though I don't treat them as human beings, I will never turn my back on them.

Qin Zhixin quickly recovered her composure, and Liu Qinxiong came over with a concerned look on his face.

"Sister Xin, don't be angry, and don't take it to heart. These people are really going too far. What they said is really ridiculous. I'll report to Teacher Zhang later and have the school delete all these posts on the BBS."

Seeing that Qin Zhixin was a little annoyed, Liu Qinxiong pretended to be caring and concerned, but his deliberately approachable face seemed flattering no matter how he looked at it.

Qin Zhixin hummed, seemingly agreeing but also disagreeing. The system didn't like this idiot whose purpose was written all over his face, and taunted him in a half-hearted way.

[Oh, oh, look, your monitor is so considerate, he even tells the teacher about it. How kind-hearted he is, but you don't even show any appreciation when he comforts you.]

Stop talking nonsense to me. Today, when I took off my shoes, he kept staring at me. He didn't even warn me that I was exposed. He must have been staring at me the whole time. Now he's pretending to comfort me, really thinking I'm so dumb I don't understand anything.

Qin Zhixin ignored Liu Qinxiong who was trying to say something. She didn't continue to browse the posts about her, but just picked a news post and started reading it.

The boss brought the dishes for their table. The ham, spinach and tofu soup ordered by Qin Zhixin and the eel soup ordered by Liu Qinxiong were both placed in small clay pots. The room temperature in the restaurant was at least 20 degrees and the soup was still steaming.

The dish was poured directly onto the rice, and Qin Zhixin's presentation was quite good. Scallions, a plant stem somewhat resembling garlic cloves, were sliced ​​and stir-fried with shredded white radish in lard. Adding garlic leaves and a generous amount of diced ham, the whole thing looked bright red, green, and white, juicy, and quite appetizing.

"Then why did you agree to have dinner together? I wanted to warn you before that this guy has ulterior motives. You knew he wasn't a good person, but you still agreed?"

[What are you afraid of? Can I throw away a piece of meat while we're having a meal together? I have a personality too, okay?!]

Qin Zhixin broke open the disposable chopsticks, held the root ends with her small hands and rubbed them against each other for a few times. After removing the tiny wood thorns, she held it again, picked up a piece of garlic sprout and chewed it slowly, continuing to talk to the system in her mind.

Doesn't Liu Qinxiong like to act considerate and warm? If he wants to act that way, then do it more. I really like this kind of cute guy who racks his brains to find topics to talk about just to please me, and who goes to great lengths to entertain me.

Qin Zhixin chewed carefully. Unlike Tang Manwen who was dignified when eating, Qin Zhifeng's back was not very straight when eating, but he looked elegant and lazy.

I'll let him know in advance that warm men come after dogs. I'm so kind.

"What about Fang Bixian? Why are you playing with him? I think you should hang out with girls more and stop hanging out with the big boys. You're not a little brat anymore."

Qin Zhixin picked up a small piece of rice that was not stained by the vegetable juice and chewed it carefully. She glanced at Fang Bixian. This guy was not a good person either.

It seems like most of the boys in the class are far inferior to Yang Qichao. It's not just Yang Qichao, they're no match for Zhou Xinshu either; Zhou Xinshu just isn't good-looking. No, Yang Qichao isn't good-looking either. Hey, system, the ancients said a man of talent and a woman of beauty are perfect together. It turns out that as long as a man is excellent, he's just as good. Even if I want to pounce on me, as long as he's good enough, I don't seem to be that resistant.

When the system heard the two outstanding classmates Qin Zhixin was thinking about, it responded with disdain.

"You want to learn from your sister? Your sister hooked up with a son of an official soon after entering high school. Who do you want to try? Yang Qichao's family is middle class at best, not as wealthy as yours. Zhou Xinshu's family can't compare to Liu Tingjin's, so you need to think carefully. Good grades only matter in school; wealth, connections, and status are what really matter. As for Liu Tingjin, your sister is lucky to have won a hidden prize. I suggest you hold off on Zhou Xinshu for now, wait until college to see if there's anything better, then decide. Learn more from your sister on this."

Qin Zhixin surprisingly didn't interrupt the system. She simply listened silently, not caring whether what it said was "correct." She poked at the diced ham in the barrel, fiddling with it casually, and accidentally dropped the soup spoon stuck in the rice, landing on the ground behind her right leg.

Qin Zhixin sighed. She felt a little uncomfortable and stretched her back. Her extreme flexibility was displayed in an exaggerated posture. Her hair, which was tied into a bun and as silky as satin, also drooped at this moment. This movement further highlighted the firmness of her chest and the slenderness of her waist.

She picked up the spoon quite naturally, and the gazes around her became even hotter. Qin Zhixin didn't even need to look, she could even feel those burning gazes on her skin.

She did it on purpose.

Fang Bixian was still staring at her. Qin Zhixin casually placed the spoon on the table and looked at Fang Bixian.

"Is barrel rice cooked in a barrel? Or is it a barrel decoration, so it's called barrel rice?"

Qin Zhixin spoke casually. Fang Bixian pricked up his ears and quickly became excited when he heard Qin Zhixin's murmur.

"It's cooked in a wooden barrel, Sister Xin. It's said that wooden barrel rice was invented by Xiang Yu, the Overlord, when he was besieged at Gaixia by Emperor Gaozu of Han..."

Fang Bixian spoke nonstop, his demeanor calm and composed, yet he was doing his utmost to flaunt some half-truthful information he'd read in some travel brochure, his tone unconcealed with smug pride. Qin Zhixin lowered her wrist, unconcerned with what Fang Bixian was saying, treating it as mere background music to help with her digestion.

Look how funny it is! A dog in heat who loves to wag his tail at me, and a parrot in heat who loves to sing to me. These two animal friends are competing to make a big noise.

Fang Bixian was so busy showing off that he didn't even continue eating. But Qin Zhixin didn't stop eating at all.

Although she didn't eat fast.

[System, how can they be so childish?]

Qin Zhixin spoke calmly in her mind. She had the answer herself, so there was no doubt in her tone.

After all, people are prone to delusion. Seeing or hearing about some unverified success stories can lead to the belief that you, too, can succeed. Stop playing with them; it's not good.

[Young man Mu Ai. I'm not a particularly bad person. System, tell me, am I a fickle woman?]

Qin Zhixin's eyes were a little dazed.

"What's wrong with being fickle? You haven't confirmed your relationship with any guy. Besides, even if you do, what's the point of getting married? Has extramarital sex been rare in human society since ancient times? In ancient times, the youngest son was often designated as the heir. Even in modern times, how many of those who undergo testing are biological children?"

Qin Zhixin was amused by the system.

[Even after going for testing, how many biological children can there be? ]

"It doesn't matter. Don't feel any pressure. I'm really annoyed. Loyalty, whether male or female, is rare. Don't be confused and don't have any moral baggage. You're only in high school, why are you thinking about changing your mind? You already have a boyfriend, so you're fickle."

Qin Zhixin chewed slowly, her eyes a little vague.

[Yang Qichao is there to support us. Don't treat him like a dead man.]