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"Well, 16th in the class, 149th among the nine schools!"

Qin Zhixin narrowed her eyes, like a sated Persian cat.

"Hey, Nanshi High School is still going strong. Ranked 16th in the class is almost in the top 100."

"No way, I'm only 140, still far from the top 100."

He said it "modestly" and calmly erased the single digit from the number one hundred and forty-nine.

Chapter 201 Return to School

The vacation of Nanshi High School ended, and Qin Zhixin reluctantly started attending classes again.

When she arrived at school, there was a traffic jam at the school gate.

The bus was almost two stops away from Nanshigao Station when it was jammed. Cars were lined up in a long line ahead, and the bus was moving at a snail's pace, no faster than anyone could walk. But Qin Zhixin didn't get off the bus, remaining in the parking space. She hadn't the audacity to arrive at school "early."

Even from a distance, you can feel that she is in a good mood today, with a smile on her pretty face, even though there is no one around her.

Qin Zhixin had a great time yesterday and slept enough, and even had a rare sweet dream.

At least the first half is an absolute dream.

In her dream, Qin Zhixin returned to her previous life. A magnificent bedroom with carved beams and painted rafters, a six-poster bed made of sandalwood and intricately crafted with gold thread.

Having "restored" her male body, she lay sprawled on the bed she was most familiar with. There was more than just "him" on the bed, a beautiful woman leaning against him with her head resting on his arm.

The beauty is his cousin in this life, Tang Manwen.

Tang Manwen was wrapped in loose Shu brocade pajamas. She turned over and looked at him. Her eyes were full of admiration and so charming that they could be drawn.

Only a few wall lamps were left on in the room, emitting a dim, warm orange glow. In the dim light, he gently put his arm around Tang Manwen's smooth shoulders and whispered something in her ear.

Tang Manwen's skin, as smooth as fine white porcelain, was tinged with pink under the light of the wall lamp, almost glazed. She touched it, and it felt as tender as freshly brine-cured tofu.

In the dream, the beautiful scenery is so charming.

When "he" was smoking a cigarette on the bed and trying to reminisce, he was shocked to find that the beauty sleeping next to him had changed from Tang Manwen to his mother Tang Yuyu.

This instantly startled Qin Zhixin awake, and she rolled over in bed, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, when Qin Zhixin woke up, it wasn't long before the time she set the alarm. However, after being frightened, Qin Zhixin was no longer sleepy, so she simply got up.

There is an old saying that people feel refreshed when happy events happen. She did well in the exam this time, and her performance was even a significant improvement compared to her previous exceptional performance.

No one from the younger generation of the Tang or Qin families had ever achieved such a high score. If she could maintain this level of performance, and secure a place in the top 3,000 in Su Province on the college entrance exam, even Tang Yuyu wouldn't be able to find fault with her if she wanted to.

Qin Zhixin didn't have any high hopes for this exam. She would be satisfied if she could be in the top 30 in the class.

In his past life, his achievements in that circle weren't particularly impressive. He spent too much time on romantic relationships. While others studied by candlelight, he toiled away in the dark. While others explored the mysteries of knowledge, he delved into the secrets of Victoria. With all that going on, it was hard to believe he could achieve academic prowess. But thankfully, he had a quick mind, so he managed to scrape by and earn a degree at a top university.

Her experience with the system was her greatest treasure, but also her greatest shackle. Knowing too much about it while she was still immature would only foster her cynical nature.

Before the results came out, Qin Zhixin had already prepared for the worst: her beloved computer would be confiscated by her mother, and her precious graphics card would wail day and night in her uncle Tang Longlong's dusty, broken case, like a female knight attacking a goblin's lair but accidentally being [BADEND], ultimately becoming a broken flower.

But after the test results came out, Qin Zhixin not only kept her computer, but Tang Yuyu also agreed to buy her a proper tablet for the first time.

Flat plate of fruit.

What is double happiness? This is double happiness.

At this thought, Qin Zhixin's smile grew even wider. It was a smile only three degrees warmer than a plum blossom, and even more tranquil than an orchid. This smile dissipated the slight coldness in her expression. People unfamiliar with Qin Zhixin might find her difficult to get along with, partly because of her striking appearance, and partly because when she had a stern face, she gave off an air of superiority, especially when she leered at people.

This is largely due to the immense personality inertia brought on by systematic memory. Even actors, after playing a character for a long time, will reflect it in their real lives. Furthermore, this particular girl genuinely believed that her past life was real.

The combined effect of these two is far greater than one plus one equals two, giving the charming and childish facial features a cold-eyed quality, which is a very rare temperament in students.

But the person involved may never have noticed it, as she would not care about something too intangible.

Qin Zhixin has made great progress over the years. In the past, she only thought about eating, drinking and having fun. She would play games whenever she had free time. She would eat when she was hungry and sleep when she was full. But now she has gradually started to think about making progress.

Qin Zhixin wanted to grab something.

She didn't want everything she had instinctively gained to vanish like the fragrance of flowers in the wind. She wanted to follow the scent and pick every blooming flower she could reach.

As she grew older, Qin Zhixin gradually broke free from the influence of system memory.

People tend to resemble the times they live in, not their parents. Qin Zhixin had her own perspectives, perhaps immature, but she was also clumsily groping, like a blind man touching an elephant, drawing a partial view of what she was touching. But this perspective wasn't wrong; partial correctness couldn't be categorized as fallacy. All of this required the accumulation of her own experiences, piecing together these past notions to create a complete world.

Her own worldview, outlook on life, and values—these notions, considered unique by a certain "system," are transforming her, concepts bestowed upon her by this era. Qin Zhixin's appearance is a product of this chaotic yet vibrant era. The influence of the Tang and Qin families, the memories of the system, can sometimes hardly even be considered the underlying color of her personality.

A large number of people gathered downstairs on the first floor of Nanshi High School's first grade building, and the stairwell was filled with the clamor of chatter. It was just after the holiday break, and everyone had endless things to say. It seemed as if some truly remarkable gossip had occurred in just three days. Many acquaintances stopped outside the classroom to chat, many beaming with joy.

However, when Qin Zhixin passed by, they would all lower their voices. Qin Zhixin didn't care about the looks that were silently scrutinizing her. Although these unfamiliar looks made her feel uncomfortable, she had long since become desensitized to them.

These were the minor flaws her appearance brought upon her, but no matter where she went, she was the absolute center of attention. When she was younger, she could have relied on the system to hide them, but now she was as beautiful as a blooming purple peony, attracting attention even in a corner.

When Qin Zhixin stepped into the classroom, there were only a dozen or so seats left empty, and Liu Qinxiong and Zhang Wei were talking at the door.

Qin Zhixin stood at the door, her smile instantly frozen. Zhang Wei and Liu Qinxiong looked at her, and she shrank her head and hurried back to her seat.

Zhang Wanbai had arrived a long time ago. When she saw Qin Zhixin sitting down, she smiled and touched her thigh.

Qin Zhixin didn't care about being molested. She crouched down and hid behind the pile of books to tickle Zhang Wanbai's itchy spots.

After Zhang Wei explained some matters to Liu Qinxiong, he left in a hurry, and did not forget to take his water cup with him before leaving.

For Class 2, Grade 2013, at Nanjing Experimental High School, the homeroom teacher's role is essentially a mascot placed on stage. When students see him in person, their attitudes improve; when they don't, they just go about their business. In any case, it's usually Liu Qinxiong, the complaining type, who's in charge. As for Liu Qinxiong's status in Class 2, needless to say, he's the type who's known for his hard work, not his contributions.

The classroom was a little quiet at first.

Qiao Hua pushed the door open in a panic with his bag on his back. When he entered, he was shocked to see that no one in the class was talking. He quickly stopped and shouted "Report!", but no one answered. He looked around at the door, trying to find the missing head teacher.

Liu Qinxiong looked at his stupid appearance and cursed inwardly, "What bad luck!" He directly pulled Qiao Hua in from outside the door, muttering to himself.

"Don't look anymore. It's like being a thief. Lao Zhang just left."

Liu Qinxiong grabbed Qiao Hua's arm and dragged him into the classroom. He even bumped into the threshold as he passed through it, stumbling a bit before finally finding his balance. He nearly dragged Liu Qinxiong to the ground with him. The two of them bumped into each other, and seeing how embarrassed they were, some people in the class started laughing.

Qiao Hua felt a little embarrassed, but the young man's pride made him stiffen his neck, try to appear calm, and move step by step to his position.

Liu Qinxiong didn't care. He was thick-skinned, and as the monitor of Class 2, he had already lost all his dignity. After the class was fully assembled, he stood on the podium, turned on the lecturer, and held a piece of printed paper facing the center.

Everything that happened in just a few seconds was like the firing of a starting gun, and the classroom soon became noisy.

Qin Zhixin leaned out and took a look. She was a respectable person, and the most important thing for a respectable person was reserve. As a respectable person, how could she not be able to control herself when others started playing?

At least we have to confirm that the environment is absolutely safe, and the rest is another matter.

Qin Zhixin stole a glance out the window. Once she confirmed Zhang Wei was gone, she pulled her phone out of her bag again. But she didn't unlock it. She hid it in what she considered a perfectly placed spot within the pile of books. It was a corner she'd deliberately carved out, so even if someone got close, they wouldn't notice it unless they looked closely, let alone from outside the window. The only drawback was that the phone's screen was partially obscured by the books.

After putting her phone away, she turned around and looked around, ignoring the eyes that were secretly looking at her. She fixed her gaze on Li Jinjin, who was sitting in the group opposite her.

The hairpin on her head was enormous, all red and studded with rhinestones, shimmering brightly. Qin Zhixin couldn't help but take a second look, thinking it was too ostentatious. It was beautiful, but also too vulgar and a bit jarring. But for some reason, it had a comedic effect on Li Jinjin's head, like a rooster's comb.

Fang Bixian was chatting with Zhou Dahong in the back. Qin Zhixin's little ears twitched. They were talking about test scores.

When the results came out yesterday, they had already discussed it in the group created by Qin Zhixin.

This time, Qin Zhixin's performance even surpassed Fang Bixian's.

Daxian didn't perform well in math this time, but he barely managed to fall out of the top 20. Zhou Dahong performed consistently, finishing in the mid-30s. Lu Zude once again took first place in Class 2, having done exceptionally well this time, breaking into the top 20 in the grade, a truly unprecedented achievement for Class 2.

Chapter 202: Remaining in Touch

Qin Zhixin turned her head and touched Zhang Wanbai's leg with her little hand.

Zhang Wanbai didn't react at first, but Qin Zhixin's movements became increasingly aggressive, hitting a sensitive spot. Zhang Wanbai was so excited that he clamped his legs together and slapped Qin Zhixin's hand away. Qin Zhixin smiled unconcerned, her face a playful grin, just like in her "previous life." But her playful grin was completely different from a man's. It was the typical grin of a female brat, ready to be spanked, and her words were full of dirty words.

"Girl, you have a very hot temper!"

Zhang Wanbai was so angry that he laughed and pinched Qin Zhixin's hand. Qin Zhixin's small hand was smooth and tender, and the touch was so good that Zhang Wanbai couldn't help but pinch it. Qin Zhixin let Zhang Wanbai take advantage of her, not caring at all that Zhang Wanbai's hand was not honest.

"Baibai, how was your exam?"

Zhang Wanbai's face fell.

"Still in the twenties. My grade ranking is about the same as last time, but my class ranking has dropped three places."

Qin Zhixin almost laughed. It wasn't that she looked down on this result, but the system always asked her to learn from Zhang Wanbai, but she worked so hard and her ranking didn't move up.

Qin Zhixin was secretly pleased with her immature competitive spirit, but due to her gentlemanly demeanor, she didn't show it directly. Just as she was about to comfort Zhang Wanbai, Liu Qinxiong clapped his hands on the podium, signaling everyone to quiet down. The projector was already turned on, and Qin Zhixin looked at the projection screen.

After a short startup, the light emitted by the projector changed from the blue light at the start-up to the content captured by the lecturer, and the content on the printed paper was projected onto the screen. It was the new seating chart.

"Classmates, these are the seats for this month. Let's clean them up now, and the students on duty will clean them up later. Just make sure they are ready before evening study."

Qin Zhixin looked over with some curiosity, and soon she was surprised to find that this time she and Zhang Wanbai were no longer deskmates.

Her deskmate was replaced by Zhao Qingzi, a very tall girl, about 1.7 meters tall, taller than many boys in the class.

She was thin and had short hair. She looked completely undeveloped, or perhaps she had already grown. Her chest was so flat she didn't need a bra. She'd probably be wearing tank tops forever. But even so, Zhao Qingzi didn't look masculine, as her skin was fairer than the other girls in her class, and her features were barely delicate.

Qin Zhixin was undoubtedly the fairest girl in the class. This needed no further explanation. Both her skin tone and complexion were comparable to the finest white porcelain fired in the Ding kiln. Perfect and flawless, she was simply incomparable to the fair-skinned girls of her age. Besides her, the only other girls with fair skin were Chu Keke and Zhao Qingzi.

But Chu Keke's whiteness was a sickly, unhealthy paleness, even with a faint hint of green. Combined with the waxy yellow freckles on her face, it was a deeply unpleasant hue, like adult urine stains in a porcelain urinal. The dirty waxy yellow and the unsettling paleness formed a mismatched pairing on her face, making one want to stay away.

Compared to Chu Keke's ugliness that made it hard to tell whether she was a human or a ghost, Zhao Qingzi's skin color was relatively normal.

At least the painting style is much more normal.

Zhao Qingzi's whiteness wasn't particularly distinctive; you couldn't quite put your finger on it. While her complexion might be described as milky white, it was clearly warmer than that, with a slight tan. Her skin was also the average high school girl's. It wasn't particularly bad, as Zhao Qingzi was still young. But it wasn't particularly good either. The combination of long nights, prolonged sitting, a greasy diet, and lack of sleep had a profoundly negative impact on the complexion of an ordinary high school girl without a healthy regimen.

But even with this unremarkable whiteness and ordinary skin, she looked prettier than most of the students on the podium. A shade of whiter could cover up three flaws, not to mention that her facial features didn't detract much.

It’s just that the skin on Zhao Qingzi’s face is a little darker than the skin on her arms because she didn’t wear sunscreen.

In Qin Zhixin's opinion, Zhao Qingzi's face was barely passable, a beautiful girl who became more attractive the more she looked at him. But looking at Zhao Qingzi's figure, she probably would have called him "brother" if she had seen him in her previous life.

Qin Zhixin was a little confused about the seats decided by Zhang Weixin.

She had no idea what the seating arrangement was, but she and Zhao Qingzi were completely unfamiliar with each other. She hadn't spoken to Zhao Qingzi since the start of the school year; their seats had always been far apart. The only time they could talk was during break drills, but since the weather had turned cold, drills had been suspended. Even if they weren't familiar with each other, she could tell from their brief interactions that he wasn't a difficult person to get along with.

Zhang Wanbai's new seat this time was in front of her, and her deskmate was replaced by Li Jinjin.

Zhou Dahong and Yan Wangfei were between Qin Zhixin and her, and Lu Zude and Fang Bixian were sitting behind her.

According to their positions, she, Qin Zhixin, Zhao Qingzi, Lu Zude and Fang Bixian formed a new study group.

Qin Zhixin curled her lips, feeling a little unhappy.

She had no problem with the people in the seats in front and behind her.

Besides familiar faces, they were all good students. Lu Zude, needless to say, had consistently topped Class 2 on several exams. While the gap between him and second place wasn't huge, it was clear he had a solid foundation. Zhao Qingzi's grades were consistently in the top ten, and his scores in three core subjects were at least a dozen points higher than Qin Zhixin's.

What made Qin Zhixin unhappy was the person sitting next to her across the aisle.

The classroom seating was conventionally divided into four groups. Only the aisles between groups one and two and between groups three and four were wide. The aisle between groups two and three was incredibly narrow, barely enough for one person, and that required a small frame. Most students in groups two and three now used the aisle between them to store unused materials.

This layout is almost uniform across the country.

This time, Qin Zhixin's seat was in the inner part of the second group, very close to the inner seats of the third group. Even if her arms were as short as Zhang Wanbai's, she could touch the face of the classmate in the next group by raising her arms straight.

This time, the person sitting next to her across the aisle was Ma Lisheng, and his deskmate was Zhao Jiajun, the embarrassing guy who failed to win over a woman.

Qin Zhixin initially hated this guy. On the first day of school, he verbally harassed her and looked at her with eyes that seemed to want to devour her. If she hadn't been so full of malice and used Yang Qichao as a shield, who knows how much more annoying she would have been. But after Tan Peiyue beat him up twice, the way Qin Zhixin looked at Zhao Jiajun changed.

Pitiful, playful, mocking and eager to try.

Obviously, this little beast doesn't have a clear enough understanding of his own abilities.

And Qiao Hua finally escaped from half of the suffering.

Although he is still sitting behind the two golden flowers, his deskmate has been replaced by Feng Yizhong, who is always full of polite words. It is estimated that his life this month will not be any better.

A disgrace left, but a hypocrite came.

The good news was that Qiao Hua had severe allergic rhinitis. When the weather got cold, his nose felt like it was stuffed with carrots, making it impossible to breathe. At this point, no matter how foul Tan Peiyue's farts were, he couldn't smell them. At most, he'd inhaled too much methane and hydrogen sulfide in a short period of time, causing a slight dizziness.

But this is not a problem. Just blink your eyes and shake your head. People are very resistant to poison.

The rhinitis that usually tormented him became his magic weapon to ensure his composure in facing Tan Peiyue. It can only be said that everything has two sides, and at least at this moment, Qiao Hua would not be willing to let his rhinitis get better.

Feng Yizhong is a positive young man who talks a lot about positivity. Even if he doesn't have rhinitis to ward off disaster, his gentlemanly demeanor and positive energy will surely protect him from all evil. For girls with weak stomachs, people like Feng Yizhong must understand and never say anything.

But the focus now is Ma Lisheng!

Ever since that brief encounter with Ma Lisheng during the holiday, Qin Zhixin's vigilance towards him had instantly skyrocketed. Any normal person wouldn't let down their guard against someone their own age who dared to covet their widowed mother.

What's the difference between Ma Lisheng's brief display of unhealthy emotions towards Tang Yuyu and pointing at Qin Zhixin's nose and saying he wants to be her wild daddy?

What's more, in Qin Zhixin's view, her father is her son.

In this way, one's own mother is also one's own child. Under the influence of this strange, anti-Tiangang ethical concept, Qin Zhixin naturally developed a strong sense of territory.

Zhang Wanbai was a little sad. She had briefly left her "heavenly dish".

Even though the distance between her and Qin Zhixin was less than two meters in the new position, for a classmate who was not sitting at the same table, it was almost like a long-distance relationship.

Even though Qin Zhixin had no idea what she was thinking.