My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 7 Zhou Heming, Someone is looking for you
"Have you heard? Apparently, the school beauty announced her relationship on social media last night!"

"What? Lu Bai is back at school?"

"It's not Lu Bai, it's another school beauty, Cheng Shuangjiang, the Frost Goddess."

In the back row of Class 7, Grade 12 at Jiangcheng Middle School, amidst the noise before the start of morning self-study, Qiao Jinchen scrolled through more than a dozen group chats on her phone, which were constantly receiving messages, and said something in a serious tone.

Students like to give nicknames to the top students who consistently rank at the top of their class; the really awesome ones are usually called "Master X".

However, Cheng Shuangjiang ranked first in all the major exams during the last four months of her second year of high school. She possessed the extraordinary ability to achieve first place in Chinese, Mathematics, and English, and also had the unique ability to achieve first place in the combined science exam. She was incredibly awesome, like Han Li from The Deer and the Cauldron. Therefore, everyone called her Frost Goddess.

“If you’re not planning to study during morning self-study, you can come later. Besides, calling Frost Goddess the school beauty is a bit of an insult to her.”

Upon hearing this, the petite girl with bobbed hair and glasses sitting in the back row raised her head from her crumpled notebook and slightly raised her eyebrows.

"Moreover, if you were to vote for the person least likely to be in a relationship in school, Frost Goddess would definitely be in the top three. The probability of her being able to chat and laugh with a boy is lower than the probability of you being a person."

"Xu Youyou, no matter what the topic is, you always have to bring up insults against me, don't you?"

"To be honest, why did someone break down?"

"Woman, I'll definitely beat you in the next monthly exam."

"Want to surpass me? You'd better surpass the first-tier university cutoff score first, you noob, you noob."

Xu Youyou stuck out her tongue and made a funny face.

Qiao Jinchen gritted her teeth.

"Hey, here comes the number one person who's least likely to be in a relationship."

Ignoring the grimaces of the boy in the front seat, the girl called Xu Youyou caught sight of Zhou Heming walking in with his backpack, and deftly twirled her water-based pen.

"Damn, Zhou Heming, I can't believe I actually got to see you before 7:30 in my entire life. What a steal!"

Qiao Jinchen watched as her deskmate Zhou Heming put down his schoolbag, took out a copy of "Ten Years of College Entrance Examination" from it, and opened it.

Although Jiangcheng Middle School is a key high school, it is relatively lenient in its management. Most students are day students, and it also recruits art students. Morning and evening self-study sessions are not mandatory; students can come or not. The school atmosphere can be described as lax.

Even so, the school has maintained a top-three ranking in the city for first-tier university admissions, and has even produced three top scorers in the national college entrance examination recently. This makes people wonder how far this school can go if it goes all out.

This was indeed the first time Zhou Heming had come to morning self-study during his three years of high school.

"I will study hard too."

Zhou Heming pressed the mechanical pencil twice, just about to start working on the problem.

"By the way, did you know that Frost God seems to be in a relationship?"

The mechanical pencil lead broke off at lightning speed on the textbook before it could even be used.

"She was chatting and laughing with a boy on her way to school this morning, and it seems someone even took a picture."

Qiao Jinchen sat down and showed her phone chat interface to her deskmate.

Zhou Heming glanced at it, feigning composure.

Jiangcheng White Silk Club

This is the group name.

As for the photos
He marveled at how Cheng Shuangjiang's beauty was striking even in photos taken through a door lock, while simultaneously feeling fortunate that the photographer had focused on the school beauty's face, resulting in his own face being blurred in the background.

"Frost Goddess is the school beauty, not autistic. It's normal for her to talk and chat with others. I think you're just jumping to conclusions and trying to create a big news story."

Xu Youyou's voice came from behind.

"It's different this time, it's really different. Think about it, Frost Goddess had an accident before and didn't come to school for a while. Now she suddenly has a boy by her side. There's definitely something wrong with her. Do you understand the suspension bridge effect?"

Qiao Jinchen spoke eloquently and then pulled up another group chat.

[Jiangcheng Black Silk Exchange Center]

Different groups of people share different photos, but the group photo posted by Cheng Shuangjiang has not yet been seen.

This can be inferred from the above.

Qi Yi, aside from old perverts like Qiao Jinchen, most erotic picture enthusiasts still have their own principles.

Secondly, Cheng Shuangjiang's QQ account didn't have many male classmates, and relying solely on the girls in the top class limited the efficiency of information dissemination.

Zhou Heming looked at the photo.

This photo was taken on a bus. The girl who stirs the heart of a teenage boy is nestled obediently on the shoulder of the boy next to her.

Of course, since it's the back view, Zhou Heming's face is still not visible.

"This guy looks familiar."

Xu Youyou peeked out from between the two boys, examining the photo, then glanced at the back of Zhou Heming's head sitting in front of her.

"That guy deserves to die! You tell me, Zhou Heming, dating Frost Goddess at this hour, isn't that going to affect the top scorer rate of our Jiangcheng High School?"

You'd better be genuinely worried about your alma mater.

“Hey, you’re a little quiet today, Zhou Heming.”

The classroom began to fill up, and the soft sound of reading aloud gradually rose. Qiao Jinchen looked at her deskmate with a hint of suspicion.

“There are always one or two days like that every month.” Zhou Heming stared at the exercises guiltily, without looking up, his hand constantly pressing the mechanical pencil, but he couldn’t get a single lead out.

"Hey, there's a new picture again. This time it's from the top class. They say it's a screenshot of Frost God in motion."

Qiao Jinchen's phone vibrated, and she immediately prepared to open it.

at this time.

A commotion spread from the classroom doorway, as if someone unexpected had arrived at Class 7 of Senior Three.

"Zhou Heming, someone is looking for you. It's Cheng."

Realizing something, Zhou Heming slowly turned his head, just as the voice came.

Normally, the scene that should have been inserted at this point was the beautiful girl coming to find Zhou Heming, shocking his classmates. Amidst exclamations of amazement and "Wow!", Zhou Heming was seemingly unwilling to be called out by the beautiful girl, and the young couple was the envy of everyone.

Unfortunately, there aren't that many satisfying, wish-fulfillment stories in this world.

"—Teacher Cheng."

Zhou Heming only saw Cheng Lingjun, the head of the senior three Chinese language group and a senior teacher at Jiangcheng Middle School, standing at the door with a serious expression, gesturing for him to come out.

hum-

Zhou Heming's heart skipped a beat. He put down his pen, got up, and walked towards the door.

I walked with trepidation, as if on thin ice, not knowing if I could ever reach the other side.

"Zhou Heming, right?"

Cheng Lingjun glanced at Zhou Heming.

"Teacher Cheng, Big B."

Zhou Heming quickly corrected himself after blurting it out unconsciously.

"Come with me for a moment."

Zhou Heming responded and followed Cheng Lingjun, whose pace was slightly hurried.

"Why did Lao Cheng look for him?"

Qiao Jinchen muttered something in confusion, then looked at her phone.

"What the hell???"

In the back seat, Xu Youyou glanced at Qiao Jinchen's phone screen, adjusted her glasses, and revealed a leisurely expression.

"It seems that, in terms of general rational probability, you are indeed a person."

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Following behind Cheng Lingjun, Zhou Heming was having a brainstorming session.

Jiangcheng Middle School has a relaxed school atmosphere and does not explicitly prohibit early romantic relationships. Their homeroom teacher even mentioned several times the wonderful stories of senior students from the previous two years who were dating and both got into Yannan University.

However, it was a bit arrogant for the top student in the grade to publicly share their information. Students were talking about it, and school leaders were questioned by parents, losing face.

Moreover, Cheng Shuangjiang is Teacher Cheng's niece, so it is perfectly reasonable for him to come and inquire.

The next question is about Teacher Cheng's attitude.

Soon, the two arrived at the office in the teachers' building next door.

There's a very high chance the first class on Monday will be Chinese, so the Chinese group will be almost empty.

Only Cheng Lingjun and Zhou Heming.

"Since this is related to Shuangjiang, I won't play the teacher-student game. Zhou Heming, let's be frank. I don't know if Shuangjiang told you about your family situation. If she did, just consider this me repeating what I'm saying."

"Shuangjiang's parents sacrificed their lives in the fight against floods when she was young. She was raised by my father in our hometown. My father used to be in an art troupe and knew some musical instruments, so he taught her to play the piano. My father passed away when she was in junior high school, but she has continued to play the piano ever since."

"So, her car accident and the subsequent injuries were a devastating blow to her piano career. I know that this was when she was most emotionally unstable and vulnerable, and she needed someone to rely on, so she probably chose you."

Zhou Heming's ears were ringing.

He suddenly understood why the "former" Cheng Shuangjiang had wanted to commit suicide.

She lost not only the hands that played the piano, but also the only connection she had with her beloved grandfather.

Whenever she plays the piano, it's as if her beloved grandfather is still by her side. Just like how Grandpa Geng relives the time he spent with his wife by pulling at the eulogy with Zhou Heming.

Everything was lost forever, all because of the car accident.

How can a seventeen-year-old girl possibly bear all this?
As he realized this, somehow, the image of that lonely girl involuntarily entered his mind.

Zhou Heming only realized later that she had never shared these hardships in her social media posts.

Teacher Cheng continued speaking.

"I didn't mean to force you to separate, nor will I use any rules or regulations to pressure you."

"So, I only need you to answer one question, and that is your future."

Cheng Lingjun, Cheng Shuangjiang's uncle, asked this question.

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