After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

Qin Zhixin suddenly let go of her hair and turned her head to look at Yang Qichao.

"Su Weiguang. Don't pay attention to him. He always talks like this."

Yang Qichao was sulking. He felt a little itchy on his butt and reached out to scratch it.

Qin Zhixin tucked the hair wrapped around her fingers behind her ears. She tilted her head, revealing her perfect neck line, and spoke to Su Weiguang with her body slightly sideways.

"Classmate, is Yang Qichao also called Chaochao in your class?"

"No. I, no, no."

The beauty took the initiative to ask him questions, and Su Weiguang couldn't help but stutter. He only saw Qin Zhixin's eyes narrowed, her beauty and charming demeanor, every move she made was captivating.

"Oh, so you're imitating my speech?"

Qin Zhixin's tone was tender, and the ending sound was as sticky as peach juice.

"Oh, no, I...ah, hiss!"

Su Weiguang's words were somewhat incoherent. He wanted to say something, but sitting next to Qin Zhixin, he felt dizzy, as if he'd been drugged. He was indeed imitating her speech, and trying to explain would only make things worse, so he decided to remain mute.

Qin Zhixin was so amused by the absurdity of the situation that her two arms, wrapped in her V-neck, were shaking. Su Weiguang didn't know where to look and was at a loss.

"Don't talk nonsense to Su Weiguang for no reason. He's just stupid."

Yang Qichao couldn't stand it anymore. It wasn't just about Qin Zhixin's bad nature, it was also directed at Su Weiguang. Although Su Weiguang often used Qin Zhixin to annoy him, they still had a good relationship.

"You're so nervous, Su~ classmate~"

Su Weiguang forced a smile from the corner of his mouth, and his face was bitter.

"Yes, I am stupid."

"Your Rocketry class is really full of weirdos. Li Jing is dull and only loves to eat. Zhou Xinshu, well, he's quite worldly-wise. Yang Qichao is also a blockhead. Seeing you imitate my speech, I thought you were just like Zhou Xinshu."

Su Weiguang also regretted his words. He shouldn't have been so rude just now. Wouldn't it have been better to just be quiet and act like a wooden man? Now, he did leave an impression on Qin Zhixin, but if he had left a deep impression as a fool, it would have been better not to leave a deep impression at all.

"The squad leader only loves to eat? Is that true?"

Yang Qichao was a little surprised and couldn't help asking. Although Li Jing, the monitor of Class 4, was fat, he was also the one who livened up the atmosphere in the classroom. As soon as the class started, he would play all kinds of games and would get together with several other boys privately when they had nothing to do.

"Well, last time we went to No. 1 Middle School, he finished several dishes by himself."

"The squad leader has a good appetite."

Su Weiguang felt better, at least his head was no longer dizzy, but he still didn't dare to look Qin Zhixin in the eye.

"Hey, classmate Su has recovered now."

Qin Zhixin pretended to be surprised.

"I just went to tutoring to learn how to speak."

Su Weiguang still felt his tongue was tied.

"Then classmate Su, can you tell me, does your class also call Yang Qichao Chaochao?"

Su Weiguang took a deep breath and held it for a while as if he had made up his mind.

"No. We all call him Xianchong."

This time it was Qin Zhixin's turn to be surprised.

"That's a nickname a high school kid from the anime world would come up with. Back then, we called him Yang Gou'er because he got stuck trying to get through the dog hole in the door, and it took a lot of people to get him out."

Su Weiguang's face turned red.

Yang Qichao coughed, and Qin Zhixin turned around and made a face at him. She was as beautiful as a flower, but her expression seemed inexplicably bad and as if she deserved a beating.

"What's wrong? A cheap name is easy to maintain!"

"I can't support you!"

Yang Qichao pinched Qin Zhixin's neck directly, and Qin Zhixin was not to be outdone, so she stepped on Yang Qichao's shoes. The two of them were fighting among themselves, and Su Weiguang was stunned.

He inexplicably felt a sense of awe for Yang Qichao. He was not moved at all by a beauty like Qin Zhixin who was pestering him every day. This was no longer something that could be described as "Liuxia Hui". It was simply medical "ED".

Chapter 80: Jealous Eyes

In a short while, Zhou Xinshu came again. He gave orders on behalf of Li Jing, the squad leader of Class 4, and asked the whole class to go to the parking lot downstairs.

The distance between No. 1 Middle School and Nanshi High School was not far, about a twenty-minute drive. Nanshi High School had really invested heavily this time, renting all new, uniform buses.

Zhou Xinshu arranged for their deskmates to sit in the same row, but Qin Zhixin kept following Yang Qichao. He looked at Qin Zhixin with some confusion. In his expectation, he should sit in the same row with Qin Zhixin because they were team leaders and team leaders should sit together.

But doing so in front of Yang Qichao would make him seem too straightforward. After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Xinshu finally arranged Qin Zhixin and Yang Qichao to sit in the first row, behind the driver.

Qin Zhixin was the first to take the window seat. Seeing that Yang Qichao hadn't boarded yet, she seemed hesitant and reluctant to get on. She secretly curled her lips. How could she not be familiar with Yang Qichao's intentions? He was taking advantage of her and still trying to be nice. He looked like a "high school student" by pretending to be forced to sit with her.

"Chaozi, hurry up, are you shy? Why are you more like a girl than me?"

Qin Zhixin's voice was clear and melodious, yet loud enough for all of his classmates to hear. She spoke in a tone that bordered on provocative, yet innocent. She was clearly a quasi-adult in high school, yet she spoke with the illusion of a child's innocent words, as if she could just play it off and laugh it off.

Accompanied by a burst of laughter from several boys behind Yang Qichao, he was pushed into the car. Yang Qichao was a little embarrassed, sitting in the seat next to Qin Zhixin. He couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose, as if this could ease the embarrassment of being stared at by his classmates.

The students behind lined up and got on the bus one after another.

Qin Zhixin's eyes darted around, a glint of malice in her lively gaze. She slid off her jacket and leaned closer to Yang Qichao. Her giant rabbit peak swayed with her sideways movement, resting squarely on Yang Qichao's arm. Qin Zhixin leaned in close to his ear, seemingly whispering something. Her gentle shadow slanted in the morning sun, falling squarely on Yang Qichao's thigh. The overly intimate gesture lent even her whisper a layer of ambiguity.

The morning light at seven o'clock passed through the car window glass, and the translucent halo spread ripples on the glass, gently sprinkling all over Qin Zhixin's body. Her silky hair was reflected in a layer of simple golden edge in the morning light, looking sacred and charming.

"Chaozi, guess how many people are looking at you? Especially in the mirror in front of you."

When only Yang Qichao could hear, Qin Zhixin's address and tone completely changed. But in Yang Qichao's opinion, no matter how beautiful the beauty next to him was, the moment this damn girl opened her mouth, her true nature would be exposed. She would instantly turn from a charming troublemaker to a female brat who deserved a beating. Yet, she still maintained her docile demeanor.

The mirror Qin Zhixin was talking about was the bus's interior mirror, a convex mirror that allowed the driver to see a panoramic view of the passengers inside the car with just a glance.

Since Qin Zhixin and Yang Qichao's seats were behind the driver, their whispers were clearly visible to the rest of the class. Yang Qichao glanced over and saw someone filming them with a cell phone.

But Yang Qichao didn't mind them taking pictures. He was now clinging to Qin Zhixin; he was the winner. The closer he got, the more he fell under her spell. She was like a gradually blooming mandala, becoming more beautiful and dangerous with each passing day.

Yang Qichao felt his nose itchy, but he still scratched his butt. Qin Zhixin looked at him with disgust.

"Hey, don't you have a boil on your butt?"

"I'm just scratching you. What are you looking at all day? Look, Zhou Xinshu is staring at you. The last time you two went out, he came back like a lost soul."

"Why are you looking at him? You know what a boil is? It's just a big pus-filled boil. How many times have you scratched your butt? You have to wait for the pus to mature before you pop it. Then use a cotton swab to puncture the membrane of the abscess cavity."

Qin Zhixin spoke in a bad tone. Although every word of her whisper that came out of her beautiful mouth seemed to be wrapped in warm amber, the content made Yang Qichao frown.

"What the hell are you talking about? You're just cursing me with some weird disease!"

"How can boils be considered a strange disease? Let me show you, my Tudou account has uploaded a lot of videos of people squeezing boils, and the backend has a very high viewing rate."

Qin Zhixin spoke softly, but she was too close, and the tiny airflow she brought out when she spoke made Yang Qichao feel a little itchy in his ears, as if someone was gently tickling his earlobe with a goose feather.

She pulled her phone out of her jacket pocket and showed it to Yang Qichao. Yang Qichao took it and opened the comments section. The first comment was, "Fuck you! I used my data to read your posts. You should compensate me!"

Yang Qichao's eyelids twitched and he returned the phone.

"Don't post these anymore. It's bad enough to make pus form on the soles of your feet."

"Tsk~ You don't understand. These people just love to watch it, just like a dog loves to eat shit. They curse me while providing me with traffic. This account can earn four or five hundred yuan a month from videos!"

"Just go ahead and make up stories about others. If you really love it, you'll be in trouble. Look at the comments section, it's all full of people scolding you."

After grabbing his butt, Yang Qichao rubbed his nose with his hand.

"How is that possible! I have a theory about this called cyber-eating shit. The more perverted and disturbing the video is, the more likely it is to have a loyal and enthusiastic audience. I used a crawler on my computer to download some sewer clearing videos. I'll post two of them tonight and see how they react."

"What's your reaction? Saying he wants to be your stepfather?"

"Bah! I should have recorded what you said and told my mom! Oh, look, your deskmate Su Weiguang is watching us right now."

As she spoke, she gestured to Yang Qichao to look in the interior mirror. Yang Qichao turned his head and saw Su Weiguang in the mirror. He was indeed looking at Qin Zhixin. Yang Qichao felt a little unhappy. He slapped Qin Zhixin's thigh with one hand, as if to declare his sovereignty to the boys in the class who were peeking at her.

Qin Zhixin rolled her eyes at him.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Don't show me all this messy stuff. These pus and sewer things are disgusting just to look at."

"Tsk, wait until you get home and watch it secretly under the covers. Tell me, we're so close now, those in your class will see and guess what we're talking about?"

"Guess you were talking to me about pus and sewers."

"whee."

Qin Zhixin's unashamed look gave Yang Qichao a headache, so he continued the topic that was interrupted by Qin Zhixin.

"By the way, you left with that guy Zhou Xinshu last time, and he looked like he had lost his soul when he came back."

"Why do you care about him? Are you jealous? Oh! Yang Qichao has grown up~"

Qin Zhixin laughed as she spoke, looking extremely pure and sweet. Her pretty face was close to Yang Qichao's, and their eyes met.

"I know you've joined my resource group. Did you like the resources I uploaded yesterday?"

"Hey, can you please stop looking away? Is the video I uploaded not good looking? Tsk tsk, your taste is too strong."

Yang Qichao felt a slight pain in his gums. This damn girl had nothing to do but gave him something to do. Although he was in her group, he only checked in occasionally. He couldn't help but turn his head and glared at her fiercely.

"Stop arranging me!"

The voice was uncontrollable, and although it was also subdued, it still scared Qin Zhixin. She reacted, punched his thigh with her tender pink fist, and whispered.

"Keep your voice down!"

Her almond-shaped eyes flickered and she glanced around cunningly.

It seemed that the people in the back seat didn't hear what Yang Qichao had just said. Through the car's interior mirror, she could clearly see many people watching them "flirting" through the mirror. Yang Qichao's deskmate Su Weiguang was still peeking, and Zhou Xinshu was staring at the two of them.

They were sitting in the third and fourth rows respectively, and could see her and Yang Qichao clearly through the interior mirror.

Qin Zhixin leaned closer, her delicate face barely a finger's reach from Yang Qichao. Her flawless features, accentuated by the simple application of eyeshadow and lipstick, were even more stunning.

"Did I come true? As expected, you usually pretend to be so abstinent, but you turn out to be a big pervert. If I tell your mother that you peeked at those things, will she break all three of your legs?"

Yang Qichao breathed carefully as he could smell the familiar fragrance of Qin Zhixin. But her words were filled with playfulness and malice. He felt a little helpless. She was clearly a beautiful woman, yet she acted like a child all day long, the kind that deserved a beating.

"If you tell my mom, she'll probably be happy. Her son can do handicrafts, which means he's grown up. Besides, I usually copy my homework whenever you want. Why are you repaying me with evil?"

He whispered to Qin Zhixin.

The little witch pretended not to notice that someone was peeking at her and continued to smile sweetly at Yang Qichao.

"Chaozi, the saints say that only women and villains are difficult to raise. You say that for someone like me who is both a woman and a villain, isn't it only natural that I repay kindness with hatred?"

Yang Qichao felt quite helpless.

"I see. Just be quiet and don't get carsick when the car starts moving."

"Thank you for your concern~"

Yang Qichao dropped the topic again, evading the topic entirely. Qin Zhixin didn't get the answer she wanted, and simply thought this idiot was boring. As if she had just realized someone was peeking at her, her face flushed slightly, and she glared at the person watching through the endoscope with what she considered a fierce look.

She took out the tangled earphones from her pocket, but her small hands were a little clumsy and she couldn't pull them free after trying for a while.

The bus door closed and it had already departed.

Qin Zhixin was a little annoyed by the headphones. She saw Yang Qichao sitting steadily beside her, looking at her with sidelong eyes, as if he was watching a play.

Qin Zhixin was too lazy to be polite with him and threw the headphones directly on his legs.

"You helped me untie it."

Yang Qichao quickly untied it and handed over the headphones.

Qin Zhixin picked a song by Xu Song, "Carrot Beard," from his album released earlier this year. She liked the somewhat absurd melody. Xu Song's unique voice echoed in her ears. As the bus swayed up and down the hill, Qin Zhixin felt a little sleepy.

Chapter 81 Abuse of power for personal gain

The bus drove steadily into the gate of No. 1 Middle School.

As soon as she got off the bus, Qin Zhixin spotted an acquaintance: one of the two teachers from No. 1 Middle School who had hosted them the day before. He had seen the first batch of eight cars from Nanshi High School arrive, and before everyone had even gotten out, he had trotted over to find Zhou Xinshu.

"The leader of Nanling Experimental High School, follow me."

Zhou Xinshu brought Qin Zhixin and Li Jing forward, and the three followed the teacher to a room under the podium. The room seemed to be a temporary warehouse. Dozens of boxes were piled up on the side near the window, all of which were sports drinks. There was a red banner thrown casually on the ground next to it, which read "XX Enterprise Sponsors Supplies for Athletes of the No. 1 Middle School Sports Meet."

Qin Zhixin secretly clicked her tongue, thinking that the principal of No. 1 Middle School was really awesome. He didn't even have to pay for the drinks for the students himself.

The leaders of No. 1 Middle School and Ningjiang Middle School had already arrived. When they saw Qin Zhixin, their eyes lit up, but Qin Zhixin had no intention of greeting them, so they gave up in disappointment.