To recover his memory and life, Xu Keke enters various eras to start a counterattack journey to demand justice for the resentful side characters of era novels.
Rehabilitation is non-existent,...
Judging from the situation in Class 1-2 of the first year of high school, Xu Keke knew that this teacher must have an exceptionally good relationship with his students.
The girl whom Xu Keke considered to have outstanding character stepped forward once again. "Teacher, we'll compete against the senior students in the second year of high school. We'll field six players, and they'll field six. It'll be ten matches per game, three games in total. The loser will be replaced by a junior high student."
Xu Keke clicked her tongue in amazement. This kid was really addicted to volleyball; that was equivalent to playing thirty matches at once. But thinking about it, it made sense. Considering their class's volleyball team, it probably wouldn't take too much time. Usually, if they couldn't return the ball, they would lose the set. Just the serving alone, thirty matches would pass quickly.
To her surprise, the PE teacher was also satisfied with her arrangement and nodded in agreement, "Okay, Rosie, you can make the arrangements."
"Everyone!" The PE teacher clapped his hands, and only after everyone looked at him did he say, "Today in PE class, all the girls will follow Rosie's instructions."
The responses from the other two classes were sparse, but the girls from Class 2 of Grade 1 responded in unison.
It was clear that the PE teacher had taken leave because of family matters. After making arrangements, his face showed signs of exhaustion. He then called over the PE representatives from the three classes and gave them a few instructions before heading to the small white room, yawning.
Xu Keke hadn't really cared about playing basketball. With her current physique, no matter how the class arranged it, she wouldn't get a chance to play. But when she turned her head, she happened to see a girl named Rosie looking at her. When their eyes met, Rosie not only didn't look away, but also smiled at her with a slight upturn of her lips.
Xu Keke couldn't tell whether the smile was kind or malicious.
As Rosie walked into their class and divided them into groups, Xu Keke was placed in the first group to perform. Xu Keke felt that she had described Xu Keke as having outstanding character a bit too early.
Meng Dong had always been insecure and practically invisible at school. After Xu Keke took her place at school, Meng Dong kept a low profile to avoid trouble due to a family emergency. She wasn't one to socialize or get close to others, so she paid little attention to anyone else at school. However, in this new group, Xu Keke discovered that this girl named Luo Xi was also a notorious school bully.
The girls in their second-year high school class were divided into groups, and they were gathered together, discussing who would go first and who would go last. Luo Xi led her group straight over, making the selection process. This greatly shocked Xu Keke. Even though her class was a year older than her, not a single person, neither the sports representative nor the class monitor, raised any objections.
Once on the court, Xu Keke suspected this volleyball match was specifically designed for her. No matter where she stood, every single ball seemed destined for her. Fortunately, although Xu Keke was rather small, she was incredibly agile, dodging and weaving through the balls. While this made her look quite disheveled, Xu Keke could tell from the expressions of her classmates that even if she managed to receive the ball, she wouldn't be able to get it across the court. Everyone seemed to be hoping the game would end as soon as possible.
This coincided with what Xu Keke had thought.
Aside from Xu Keke, the two classes played very easily after three rounds thanks to their excellent teamwork. Xu Keke's class lost without any suspense. Xu Keke didn't care about winning or losing at all. What she was reflecting on now was how she had offended the other side.
She was walking off the court with her classmates when, without warning, a volleyball came hurtling towards her from behind. Xu Keke first heard the gasps from the sidelines and saw the terror on the students' faces, then heard the whoosh of the ball flying from behind. She had already pinpointed the ball's location, and was considering whether to sacrifice herself to inflict more damage on the enemy when suddenly a hand reached out from the side and swatted the ball away from behind her.
Xu Keke turned her head, and Gao Jiale was standing not far from her. He was panting heavily and swallowing hard, indicating that he had just run over.
It turned out that Gao Lan, who was standing outside, had already noticed something was wrong and found the sports committee member of his brother's class, asking him to call Gao Jiale for her.
The sports committee member knew Xu Keke. Ever since Gao Jiale started going to and from school with her every day, he rarely arrived late or left early anymore. He knew where Gao Jiale and his friends were hiding, so he went and called Gao Jiale over without saying a word.
"Rosie, what are you doing? Playing ball is one thing, but why did you have to sneak up on me?" Gao Jiale steadied his breathing and strode towards Rosie.
Rosie wasn't afraid. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Gao Jiale through the volleyball net. "What's wrong? Who told their class not to go all out when they played? All they do is dodge and don't even catch the ball. Is that what you call playing volleyball? What's the difference between that and just standing on the sidelines?"
Gao Jiale said fiercely, "Then you can't throw a ball at people. If you hurt someone, you'll be responsible."
Rosie sneered, "Of course I'll take responsibility. If I break it, I'll take responsibility. I'll cover her medical expenses."
Her demeanor seemed to be telling everyone that money meant nothing to her. Xu Keke was somewhat relieved that Gao Jiale had come; otherwise, she would have suffered greatly, while Gao Jiale had paid a much higher price.