Throughout Huaying No.1 Middle School, everyone knew Leng Yue; she was nicknamed "Beauty Sui".

Beautiful and with a sweet voice, she never studies, yet always gets first place in exams, and is utterly unlucky. This is Leng Yue, known throughout the entire first year of high school!

Leng Yue is sweet and cute, with a soft and pleasant voice. All the teachers in the first-year high school class know she loves to sleep in class, but she knows the answers to all the questions and always ranks first in the grade in monthly exams. However, she's just incredibly unlucky!

Because of the cold weather, the school's repair budget has far exceeded that of previous years.

Because a ceiling fan head inexplicably fell off, the principal had to hire workers to remove all the ceiling fans in preparation for installing air conditioning next summer. Because a flowerpot fell, the principal had to clear all the flowerpots from the upper floors, especially the windowsills, making sure nothing was left there. Because the artificial hill collapsed on Lengyue, the principal had to have it completely removed and replaced with turf. Because a beam fell from the pavilion and hit Lengyue, the principal had to hire people to renovate the pavilion…

This is just the tip of the iceberg. Leng Yue has only been at this school for less than a semester, and the school already has countless extra tasks because of her. Every time the finance department complains to the principal, the principal feels like crying. Can anyone tell him, "It's just a transfer student, why is there so much trouble? Why is it so expensive?"

Leng Yue's homeroom teacher was also speechless, unable to say whether she was happy or sad.

Leng Yue only sleeps in class and never listens, never does her homework, yet she always gets first place in the monthly exams. This is enough for the homeroom teacher to brag about to other teachers and classmates for a lifetime, but he never dares to. Why? Because of the infamous "beauty fades"—it's so famous that people start talking about her before he even opens his mouth.

"Hey Lao Liu, that little aunt in your class got into trouble again! You know, that little genius, tsk tsk, she really is... sigh!"

"Old Liu, the top student in your class suddenly had a fit of hysteria. He was walking normally, but then he suddenly started jumping around and fell down the stairs!"

"Old Liu, that little girl has fallen into the fountain again and fainted. You should go check on her!"

"Old Liu..."

The homeroom teacher, Mr. Liu, said he was even considering changing his surname; he was fed up with being called "Old Liu" all the time. This unlucky kid, he still needed to show off to others. The homeroom teacher even suspected that Leng Yue was more famous than him in the entire Huaying School!

Leng Yue, the person involved, said she felt more like crying because, as the victim, she was actually having a harder time than anyone else.

Walking down the street, if you suddenly hear a countdown, you'll reflexively look around. Then you'll witness all sorts of unbelievable scenes: sometimes you'll be attacked by crows out of nowhere, sometimes by demons, and sometimes by snakes, insects, or rodents. The variety is endless.

The main problem is that sometimes what's real is real, and sometimes it's fake. But she can't tell the difference, which is driving Leng Yue crazy!

A once-unlucky emperor said, "In dreams, one is unaware of being a guest, indulging in fleeting pleasures." Leng Yue, however, felt she was also losing the ability to distinguish between reality and illusion. Leng Yue wished she were always dreaming, so that when she woke up, everything would be normal!

It was very cold. Walking on campus, snowflakes began to fall from the sky. The countdown rang in Leng Yue's ears again. Looking around, Leng Yue saw a huge snowball falling from the sky.

Leng Yue put her hands in her pockets and snorted coldly, "Childish, trying to fool me with illusions again! Don't you know that details determine success or failure? Can snowballs really be this big? Humph!"

But the truth told Leng Yue that it was possible! Not only could she produce such a large one, but she could produce even larger ones!

Before Leng Yue could even show off, she was buried in a snowball. Then an even bigger snowball flew over and hit Leng Yue right there.

This time, the entire Huaying No.1 Middle School became famous.

A giant snowball fell from the sky and crashed into the campus of Huaying No.1 Middle School. The video was uploaded to the Internet by a busybody and quickly spread on social media.

The principal didn't have time to deal with the online issues. He made an emergency broadcast to check how many students had been injured by the falling objects, organized teachers for rescue, and called 119 (the fire department).

In the end, they discovered that only Leng Yue was buried under the snowball! The principal wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, and he no longer knew how to control his expression.

By the time the firefighters arrived and dug Leng Yue out of the giant snowball, a full twenty minutes had passed. Everyone thought that even if Leng Yue hadn't been crushed to death, she would have suffocated inside.

Sure enough, after Leng Yue was dug out, her body was stiff. She wasn't breathing at all!

"What should we do?" The principal scratched his head in frustration. "Even though it's a natural disaster, the loss of life is a serious matter!"

Leng Yue's homeroom teacher, Lao Liu, was completely stunned. His thoughts differed from the principal's; he genuinely cared about Leng Yue, after all, she was his student. "Call 120 quickly! Save her! CPR! Where's the school doctor?!" the teacher cried frantically. "We can't give up!"

"But..." The teacher next to him looked at the homeroom teacher and said with difficulty, "Old Liu, please accept my condolences. This child is probably beyond saving."

“Yes, you…it’s not your fault.” Another teacher chimed in.

The firefighters responded quickly, saying, "We take turns to treat the injured; we can always save them."

"Hey, you guys..."

"No need..."

At this point, when most people advised against further rescue, the school doctor ran over and said, "Hey, don't worry, this girl is fine, she's tough!"

"Uncle Zhang, please don't cause any trouble," said a teacher who was quite familiar with the school doctor.

"What do you know? Stay out of the way." The school doctor slapped the teacher's hand away and walked up to the principal. "This girl often goes into the infirmary, and every time she goes in, she enters a state of suspended animation. I suspect that this girl has some special ability that allows her to automatically enter a state of suspended animation to activate a self-protection mode."

"Uncle Zhang, you..." The teacher who had spoken earlier tried to stop the school doctor from giving a long speech.

The principal waved his hand, "It's alright, let Old Zhang finish speaking. I think he makes some sense." He turned to the school doctor and said, "You mean this student is alright?"

"I can't guarantee it, but there's a high chance the girl will be alright. Don't worry, just wait and see." The school doctor spoke without certainty, but his confident expression left everyone around him stunned.

The school doctor had barely finished speaking when Leng Yue suddenly opened her eyes, startling the firefighter. "You... little girl, you're awake? How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"

Leng Yue muttered under her breath, "Damn it, I've been tricked again!" Then she sat up abruptly, brushed the snow off her clothes, and looked at the firefighter as if nothing had happened, "Thank you, I'm fine now."

"Everyone, I'm going back to class! Teacher, I'm heading back to the classroom." Leng Yue said, waving to her homeroom teacher before leaving. Everyone stared blankly as Leng Yue departed. Just as she reached the stairs, they heard her yell, "Not again?"

Then came the "glug glug" sound, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Finally, the school doctor said quietly, "See? I told you nothing would happen!"