After Transmigrating, I Became the Most Cowardly Kid (GL) - Chapter 15

Having gone through so much that weekend, Chi Zhihuai felt a bit distracted when she arrived at school on Monday.

She felt fundamentally different from last week—now, she was a woman who commanded the attention of the school’s biggest boss!

Ah, suddenly I feel much more formidable.

Chi Zhihuai yawned as she walked upstairs. When she passed Class Six, she didn’t dare to look inside. She strode quickly, practically zooming into her own classroom.

Monday morning was a busy time. Students who hadn’t finished their homework were frantically catching up, while the students on duty wiped dust from the blackboard and door frames, knowing that teachers would inspect the hygiene during the morning exercise break.

Chi Zhihuai looked at the duty roster, sat down at her desk, and pulled out her Chinese textbook to review the text she had memorized yesterday.

There was a dictation test today. This was her first exam since transmigrating. Although it was a small test, she was determined to give it her all!

She had even considered begging the system to memorize the text content and recite it to her during the test.

Unfortunately, the system had mercilessly refused.

Sigh. In the novels she used to read, everyone else’s systems were like cheats. Why did hers only issue an alarm when she broke character?

But thinking about it, one shouldn’t ask for too much. Being alive and well after death was the biggest cheat the system could give her.

Chi Zhihuai sighed softly, glanced at the text twice, and took out a scrap piece of paper to practice dictation.

She was so nervous. If she couldn’t even dictate such simple Song Dynasty ci poetry, it would definitely count as breaking her persona, right?

After she wrote it twice, Chen Qin burst into the classroom, greeting her enthusiastically before even sitting down: “Good morning, deskmate.”

Chi Zhihuai nodded: “Good morning.”

“Wow, you’re already dictating the text,” Chen Qin put down her backpack and fanned herself. “Why is it still so hot in September?”

Chi Zhihuai handed her a tissue: “I saw the weather forecast that said it will rain the day after tomorrow, and the temperature will start to drop.”

“That’s great,” Chen Qin accepted the tissue and thanked her, then craned her neck to look at her draft paper. “I’m too lazy to write it again. Let’s test each other.”

Hmm? There was such a study method?

Most of the study methods Chi Zhihuai had extracted from her memory were solo-oriented. She hadn’t developed a two-person collaboration model.

It sounded like teaming up in a game.

Her interest was piqued. She immediately picked up her Chinese book: “How do we do it?”

“Haven’t you done this before? Then I’ll test you first, and you can learn.”

Chi Zhihuai nodded obediently.

Chen Qin asked: “What is the line before ‘there is a hidden fragrance filling my sleeves’?”

Chi Zhihuai froze. She had memorized it in order, and suddenly being asked a line in isolation made it difficult to recall.

She stumbled through the text in her mind from the beginning before finally answering: “‘Holding wine by the eastern hedge after dusk.’”

“What comes after ‘The plane trees are accompanied by fine rain’?”

“…” Chi Zhihuai was stuck again, only managing to answer after a long mental struggle.

Chen Qin gave her a thumbs up: “Good job. Now recite both poems from the beginning.”

Perhaps because she had just mentally gone through it, Chi Zhihuai’s recitation was much faster than before.

After testing each other, both were confident for today’s Chinese dictation test.

During the test, Chi Zhihuai didn’t feel nervous. She easily wrote down both ci poems.

The teacher had them swap papers with the person behind to mark. After carefully grading the paper of the person behind her, Chi Zhihuai eagerly took back her own answer sheet.

One hundred points!

This was probably the highest score Chi Zhihuai had ever achieved in her life, even though it was only a small quiz.

A feeling of getting an “SSS” rating for successfully completing a mission with her deskmate welled up inside her.

Exams that she didn’t have to bullshit her way through seemed quite interesting after all.

After Chinese class, Chi Zhihuai, in a good mood, invited Chen Qin to the small supermarket to treat her to White Rabbit milk candy.

She gave her deskmate five pieces. Chi Zhihuai buried her head, counting the remaining candy in the bag, walking forward while contemplating how to ration the candy throughout the day. When she reached the classroom door, she suddenly felt the area around her go quiet.

She looked up and saw Shang Han’s clearly defined, shining eyes.

Chi Zhihuai’s body stiffened. Should she greet Shang Han?

Greeting her would cause her classmates to misunderstand, but not greeting her wouldn’t be good either, considering Shang Han had driven her home yesterday.

While she hesitated, Shang Han suddenly snatched the bag of candy from her hand and poured out a handful.

Chi Zhihuai roughly counted them—at least seven pieces!

“…”

No! There were only 19 pieces in the whole bag!

How could Shang Han take so many at once!

However, the Chi Zhihuai who was screaming in silent fury could only direct a look of grief at the candy wrapper.

Forget it. Her demand was low; she just needed Shang Han to give the rest back.

Shang Han’s lips were pressed into a thin line, showing no emotion. She stuffed the poured-out candy into her pocket, then shook the wrapper: “Candy is bad for your teeth. I’ll eat half for you.”

“…” Chi Zhihuai wanted to bite her.

Taking the remaining candy, she watched Shang Han leave, making sure to project a look of fear to deceive the surrounding onlookers.

However, in a crowd of students wearing school uniforms, Shang Han, dressed entirely in denim, looked exceptionally unique.

Chi Zhihuai turned her head. Forget it. She’d just consider it payment for the ride yesterday.

She pulled the already stunned Chen Qin back into the classroom and was, unsurprisingly, surrounded by classmates.

“What exactly happened?”

“Chi Zhihuai, Shang Han is really targeting you now.”

“That’s awful. Doesn’t that count as extortion and robbery?”

Chi Zhihuai: “…”

Extortion and robbery for White Rabbit milk candy?!

Of course, if she hadn’t enjoyed Shang Han’s bubble tea and lollipop yesterday, she would also suspect Shang Han was bullying her.

Since the incident happened in the crowded and lively hallway, the news quickly spread.

From Grade 1 to Grade 3, the hottest topic today was Shang Han.

Everyone was saying that Shang Han had targeted a small, weak student again.

This time, she bullied the girl who had just been injured by the school wall, violently extorting her in the hallway in broad daylight!

The story grew more and more bizarre. By the time the latest version reached Chi Zhihuai, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

Yes.

The heinous devil, Shang Han, had been extremely cruel, violent, shameless, and vulgar in the hallway today…

…by stealing seven pieces of her White Rabbit milk candy!