After Attending School A, I Differentiated into an Omega - Chapter 14
On the way back from the infirmary, Qin Fengyue kept her head down, relaying the bad news she had just received to her close friends and family.
Baby Qin: 【…The doctor said I just have a cold, it’s not differentiation.】
Dad Qin: 【Really?】
Mom Fang: 【What happened? Is the cold serious?】
Dad Qin: 【Then there’s no need to prepare the surprise.】
Qin Fengyue: “…”
The differentiation was aborted, and the surprise was ruined. What a miserable world!
Qin Fengyue wore a long face, wishing she could stare a hole through Jiang Zhao’s back.
Just you wait. Since when has she, Qin Fengyue, ever taken such a loss lying down?
If she doesn’t take revenge for this, she’s no Alpha!
After taking the medicine at the infirmary, Qin Fengyue’s fever subsided a bit. Her face was still red, but her complexion looked much better.
Enjoying the special treatment of a patient, she slept through two periods. She was eventually jolted awake during the long break by a noisy commotion.
“Sister Yin is back!”
A tense atmosphere permeated Class 2.
Qin Fengyue rubbed her eyes. She had just been dreaming about kissing a beautiful woman, but as soon as she looked up, the beauty turned into Jiang Zhao, scaring her soul nearly out of her body.
“What’s the noise?” Qin Fengyue grumbled.
Bai Xue was frantically tidying her desk. Seeing Qin Fengyue awake, she said, “The physics teacher! You haven’t met her yet—she was away for advanced training over the summer. She’s the ‘Female Asura’ of our class!”
“Quick, quick, quick!” Jiang Da flicked through his notebook loudly, asking Jiang Zhao for her papers. “I think I still have two fill-in-the-blank questions left for Sister Yin’s homework! My god, quick, let me copy!”
Jiang Da’s “god” was still sleeping. Judging by how soundly she slept, she must have been “stealing cows” (working late) again last night, sleeping even deeper than Qin Fengyue. Jiang Da didn’t dare rummage through Jiang Zhao’s things, so he had to look elsewhere.
Class 2 was in a state of chaos. Influenced by the tension, Qin Fengyue involuntarily sat up straight.
“Help! I only got an 89 on the baseline exam! What do I do?”
“Stop humble-bragging! I didn’t even pass! Do you think if I copy the exam paper ten times now and go confess my sins, it’ll be in time?”
Jiang Zhao was woken up by the noise and was leaning against her chair, dealing with her “wake-up grumpiness.”
Bai Xue turned around. “Jiang Zhao, do you still have that physics exercise book from last semester’s final homework? Let’s check our answers?”
Qin Fengyue wanted to know if Jiang Zhao was also afraid of this legendary physics teacher, so she glanced slightly toward her.
Jiang Zhao seemed to have just woken up, yet she didn’t look like it at all.
Her hair was perfectly in place, and her collar and sleeves were neat and tidy. Aside from a hint of sleepiness in her eyes, there wasn’t a trace of disarray.
Qin Fengyue gave Jiang Zhao a disdainful look and turned her head away.
Bai Xue: “…”
Bai Xue scribbled quickly on a piece of paper and pushed it toward Jiang Zhao: 【Did you and ‘Qin-Bottom’ have a fight?】
Jiang Zhao took it and smiled, arching an eyebrow. She twirled her pen and tapped the tip on the notebook.
Bai Xue pressed a hand to her forehead.
The forum was truly savage. On the public forum, the shippers called Jiang Zhao and Qin Fengyue “Jiang-Top and Qin-Bottom” (Jiang Gong Qin Shou—a play on the idiom for ‘beastly acts’).
Shippers usually kept to their own circles, but having accidentally “danced” (flaunted the ship) in front of the real person, Bai Xue was mortified. She whispered a frantic explanation: “It’s just a nickname, a term of endearment. ‘Bottom’ is just a metaphor for love…”
Jiang Zhao let out a chuckle, her gaze drifting toward Qin Fengyue, who was still playing on her phone.
Bai Xue: “Moon, the next period is physics. Stop playing. Sister Yin is very fierce.”
Qin Fengyue was about to put her phone away when she saw out of the corner of her eye that Jiang Zhao had placed her hand on the edge of the desk. She let out a “tsk” and said dismissively, “How fierce can she be?”
Bai Xue: “Aren’t you afraid of extra training?”
Qin Fengyue: “My athletic cells are highly developed.”
Bai Xue: “Copying exam papers—ten times minimum.”
That harsh? Qin Fengyue wavered slightly. “…My hand speed is fast.”
Bai Xue’s face went white: “She’ll also make you do ‘horse stance’ on the playground. If you don’t stand still, she’ll stab you with her pheromones.”
Qin Fengyue asked in shock, “How can this teacher use corporal punishment?”
Just as Bai Xue was about to say something, Jiang Zhao, sitting diagonally behind, spoke up lazily, “Teacher Yin has quite a personality. She loves home visits the most.”
Bai Xue: “Yes, yes, yes! There are over forty people in the class—”
Jiang Zhao cut in: “And half of those forty-some people have had her visit their homes.”
Home visits… The primal fear of a student whipped through Qin Fengyue’s soul.
If there was a home visit, Qin Dong would definitely beat her so hard she wouldn’t be able to get out of bed for three days!
Qin Fengyue: “Tsk, it’s just a home visit.”
As stubborn as Qin Fengyue’s mouth was, her heart was just as hollow. She silently tucked her phone into the desk drawer and pulled out the physics book she had been using as a desktop shield from the bottom of the pile.
The pages were still brand new. Qin Fengyue pulled out a pen and scribbled her name on it.
“Heh.”
A familiar light laugh. Qin Fengyue’s ears turned red. She peeked back stealthily; Jiang Zhao was buried in her work, checking answers with Bai Xue.
But that laugh was definitely not her imagination!
So annoying! It made her gland feel hot, pained, itchy, and numb all at once! She just wanted to differentiate on the spot!
Qin Fengyue felt her cold was getting worse. She clutched her pen and scribbled all over her notebook. When she snapped back to reality, she had already made a mess of her chemistry book cover.
“…”
In the afternoon, Teacher Yin entered the classroom exactly on time.
Strangely, Teacher Yin had an exceptionally cheerful face. She looked to be in her forties, smiling and appearing very approachable.
Qin Fengyue truly couldn’t imagine such a teacher being strict.
With time being tight for seniors, they no longer called “class starts” or “class ends.”
Yin Fang got straight to the point, skipping any pleasantries about her training trip, and told them to open their new books.
The sound of rustling pages filled the room. Qin Fengyue’s expression relaxed considerably.
Yin Fang said, “I’ve been away for a while. I wonder if you’ve all done your pre-study properly?”
A chorus of voices dragged out: “We did—”
Qin Fengyue looked around; it seemed only her book was perfectly clean. “…”
Yin Fang showed a satisfied smile.
Qin Fengyue breathed a sigh of relief. The danger of a home visit felt a bit further away.
Who knew that in the next second!
Yin Fang’s face changed: “Everyone who scored below eighty on the baseline exam! Stand up!”
Qin Fengyue: “!”
Clatter. A small group of people across the class stood up.
Yin Fang smiled again.
Bai Xue bit her lip: “God, just make it quick…”
Yin Fang: “I heard we have a new student? Where are they?”
Dozens of eyes looked straight at Qin Fengyue.
Qin Fengyue: “…”
Yin Fang: “New student, why don’t you introduce yourself?”
Qin Fengyue stood up, placing her physics book face down on the desk. “Teacher Yin.”
Yin Fang nodded, walking down from the podium in her high heels. “Can you keep up with the curriculum?”
Qin Fengyue: “…It’s alright.”
Bai Xue whispered: “Did you do the pre-study?”
Qin Fengyue: “…”
Qin Fengyue’s heart was in her throat. Not only had she not pre-studied, she had scribbled all over the book cover.
Yin Fang: “My class is a bit special. I encourage self-study for simple chapters and just go over them once in class. I only explain the difficult and key points in detail. Come, let me see your textbook—”
Qin Fengyue: “Teacher Yin, I haven’t been transferred here very long…”
Yin Fang instantly withdrew her smile: “School has been in session for nearly two weeks. You still haven’t pre-studied?”
“It seems someone still hasn’t done their work.” Yin Fang started looking around, checking to see if anyone else was trying to slack off.
Qin Fengyue: “…”
Two weeks into school and she was going to get a home visit already?
Suddenly, she felt a hard object poke her backside.
And again.
She reached back and felt a hardback book.
Qin Fengyue’s heart jumped. She pulled it out and spread it on her desk.
Yin Fang walked over and glanced at Qin Fengyue’s desktop. “The study attitude is alright…”
She was about to look closer.
Bai Xue coughed. “Sister Yin, she has a fever today.”
Yin Fang didn’t push further and told Qin Fengyue to sit down.
Qin Fengyue’s palms were sweaty. She pressed down on the book and flipped through it.
In this brand-new book for a chapter they hadn’t covered, at least half the pages had notes written on them.
Who is this obsessed? The handwriting is actually quite nice.
Yin Fang circled around from the back row to check other groups. Qin Fengyue turned around, hoping Jiang Zhao would be the next unlucky soul.
On Jiang Zhao’s desk lay two physics exam papers. Yin Fang didn’t even look at them, bypassing her to check the other groups.
Qin Fengyue: “…”
Jiang Zhao propped up her chin, twirling her pen with one hand, looking at Qin Fengyue. “Are you reluctant to give my book back?”
Accepting a favor from an enemy was more uncomfortable than the cold.
Qin Fengyue felt her sickness worsening.
After school, Qin Fengyue was picked up by Fang Yi.
Fang Yi pressed her hand to Qin Fengyue’s forehead. “Why is it still so hot? Did you take the medicine the school doctor gave you?”
Qin Fengyue touched her own forehead. She had been so busy being angry all day that she hadn’t taken her afternoon dose.
She buried her head in Fang Yi’s arms and whimpered, “Mom, it’s too hard for me.”
Fang Yi found it both funny and pitiable. “You’re almost a differentiated Alpha, and you still act so spoiled?”
Qin Fengyue nudged her twice and sighed, “The road to differentiation is so, so long. I’m wearing my eyes out waiting.”
Jiang Zhao returned to the classroom from the office. Passing Qin Fengyue’s desk, she saw the bag of cold medicine left discarded on the table.
Bai Xue volunteered an explanation: “Moon’s fever wouldn’t go down, so her parents picked her up.”
Jiang Zhao: “Mm.”
Qin Fengyue stayed home for three days.
On the first day, Qin Dong let it slide because she looked sickly while playing games.
On the second day, Qin Fengyue woke up in the middle of the night to eat a popsicle. She was caught by Qin Dong, who was using the restroom, and was “beaten” by his venomous glare.
On the third day, Qin Fengyue was brushing Rose’s fur in the yard and accidentally got dog hair all over the high-end black suit Fang Yi had hung out for Qin Dong.
Sensing a wave of “True Damage” heading her way, she took the initiative to tell Fang Yi she was going back to school.
Fang Yi smiled. “Had enough fun?”
“What do you mean,” Qin Fengyue countered affectedly, “I’m a senior. I’m better now, I’m going back to study.”
Fang Yi teased her, “Oh please, you’re more high-maintenance than an Omega, and you talk about studying.”
Qin Fengyue grabbed her backpack straps and threw out a final threat as she walked toward the gate: “My gland has been acting up very clearly these past few days! Once I successfully differentiate and have a wife of my own, I’ll never act spoiled with someone else’s wife again!”
Yanking open the main door, Qin Fengyue saw Bai Xue standing outside the villa’s iron gates in the distance.
Someone else’s wife, Comrade Fang Yi, chased her out. “Baby Qin, do you want the driver to take you?”
“No need.” Qin Fengyue closed the door.
Bai Xue looked at Qin Fengyue with apprehension. “Moon… Moon, this is your house?”
Qin Fengyue gave an “mm.” “Why are you here?”
Bai Xue murmured as if she had lost her mind, “I just went to the hospital today to test my pheromones, and Jiang Zhao asked me to check on the way if you were really sick or just faking. Chen Fang gave me the address. I took the bus up the mountain… I can’t believe the bus stop for No. 11 Qingshan Road is your house…”
Qin Fengyue: “…”
Bai Xue looked like she was about to cry. “Wh-what do I do… it looks like ‘Jiang-Top’ won’t be able to climb this social ladder…”