Nan Yao is going back to school!

Nan Weixia hid on her bed in the bedroom. It was 11 p.m. and she still couldn't sleep. She hid under the covers, and the pale light projected from her phone screen swept across her face, revealing a face full of resentment.

Nanyao——

During the day, she overheard her mother talking on the phone, saying that Nan Yao's transfer to the arts/science stream had been settled, and that Nan Yao would directly enter Class 8 of the arts stream in the second year of high school when school started.

Nan Weixia then realized that Nan Yao was going back to school and was transferring to the humanities!

She and Nan Yao both attended Hongsong Experimental School, a private school that offers direct entry from kindergarten to primary, junior high, and senior high school. Only a small portion of the senior high school students transferred in by paying a hefty sum; the majority were directly admitted from primary school or even kindergarten.

Therefore, the students had a particularly good relationship, and those who joined as transfer students would be ostracized by everyone from the start.

Hongsong is a standard private school.

The city’s top students are recruited with generous scholarships and enjoy the best treatment throughout the process. They are admitted to the experimental class and are focused on their studies to boost the college entrance rate.

Ordinary students pay a lot of money to enroll in the school. Some students from wealthy families enter the international class to relax, while others are strictly managed by the school and study all day long.

Nanjia Hongsong Experimental School holds 35% of the shares, making it one of the largest shareholders. Normally, there are few transfer students in the high school section, let alone those who switch to arts or sciences halfway through their second year. It's only because Nan Yao is a child of the Nan family that this was achieved smoothly.

Nan Weixia felt a surge of unease.

Whether at school or at home, she ostracized Nan Yao to the point of feeling utterly ashamed.

Seeing that Nan Yao had already given up on herself and incurred everyone's disgust, how could she have completely overturned her own plans by losing her memory?

The servants all say that the young lady has become considerate, kind, and innocent towards the servants;

The mother thought Nan Yao was well-behaved, smart, considerate, and sensible;

Her brother treated Nan Yao with even more special care, and his affectionate behavior made her feel incredibly jealous.

Even Nan Yao's father, who used to ignore her the most, changed—Nan Weixia was lying on the outside of the study door when she heard her father say, "Yao Yao has finally become sensible recently, which makes me so happy!"

The feeling is like you've painstakingly pushed a stone ball up a mountain, and just when you're almost at the top, the stone ball slips and rolls back down.

Not only did all our efforts fail, but we also had to wipe the entire archive and start all over again!

Nan Weixia's face now showed even more ferocious disgust. She swiped her finger on the phone screen and opened the school forum.

Hongsong Experimental School, Student Forum, Anonymous Rant Section.

It's the ninth day of the first lunar month now, and Hongsong starts school on the sixteenth, so there's only about a week left.

Now, the students who had been having a blast during the holidays are feeling the pressure of time and are desperately asking for answers to their holiday homework on the forums. Even in the middle of the night, the forums are still bustling with activity.

This forum was created by a computer genius in previous years as a student sanctuary. All posts, whether by the original poster or the replies, are anonymous, so even the school doesn't know who is who.

Whether you're arguing, tearing each other apart, venting, or seeking answers, this is the perfect place.

Nan Weixia's lips curved into a smile, her gaze filled with resentment.

Nan Yao, do you still want to go back to school smoothly?

I'm telling you, it's impossible!

She moved her fingertips and quickly typed out a line of text.

Secret intelligence! That truant, good-for-nothing Haruka is coming back to school next semester, and she's even transferred to the humanities class!