The Top Student’s Soul Transmigrated Into a Failing Student

Rebirth + School Life + Top Student + Hilarious + Humorous]

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Back then, Jiang Zhiyu was ranked first in the entire country, but after her rebirth, she became a despised a...

Chapter 13 The Water Rises (1 / 2)

Jiang Zhiyu shuddered with her hair standing on end, looking at Xu Leyun in disbelief. She knew that if she didn't say he was handsome, the boy in front of her would never give up.

The girls surrounding them screamed like pigs being slaughtered.

"Jiang Zhiyu not only has an affair with Lin Yeci, but also with a sophomore junior!"

"What a fickle woman!"

"She's really ugly. Why do handsome guys like this type of girl?"

Jiang Zhiyu ignored the sounds of the beaks.

She nodded at Xu Leyun, stared into his eyes, and smiled gently and lightly.

Then, while he wasn't paying attention, she quickly slipped under the hollow armpit, went around behind him and slapped him hard on the head with her palm.

"What are you doing?" There were too many people watching, and Jiang Zhiyu just wanted to leave quickly. She glared at the smiling boy standing there angrily, then trotted back to the classroom.

Just then the bell rang and the students all returned to the classroom in a rush.

Before the teacher arrived, the jealous He Shiduo deliberately raised her voice, as if she was afraid that Lin Yeci didn't know, and said to the girl sitting behind her, "I really envy Jiang Zhiyu. He has so many romantic partners. Why do all the handsome ones like him?"

The girl at the back table did not disappoint He Shiduo, and she chided him cunningly, "That's right, Ye Muwan is not as good as her~"

Jiang Zhiyu, who was reading with her head down, twitched her lips. The lies told by these two people made people who didn't know the truth believe them. She secretly glanced at Lin Yeci out of the corner of her eye.

Except for the hand that was turning the book pausing for a second, there was no further response.

There were strong winds, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain. The school was flooded half a foot high due to drainage failure.

The evening self-study supervisor came to the class half a minute before the end of the get out of class and said, "It's raining hard today. To ensure everyone's safety, please contact your parents to pick up your children."

"What to do without parents?" A classmate raised his hand and said this as if targeting someone.

The dormitory supervisor glanced at the student and asked, "Who doesn't have parents?"

Song Yu'an's face darkened, as if the classmate was talking about him. He hurriedly pulled out a book of perfect essays from his schoolbag and began to study it.

Jiang Zhiyu could always detect something abnormal in the class, and she always felt that there was something strange about Lin Yeci that she couldn't explain.

The classmates in the class were picked up one after another. The dim school lights shone on the small path in the campus, shining with a feeling like that of a horror movie.

Lin Yeci and Jiang Zhiyu were the only two people left in the class. The teacher had to take care of several classes and could not take care of them. She just asked their parents to come and ask her to sign. If they left without permission, they would have to go to the office to receive punishment the next day.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet. Seeing Lin Yeci's unhappy face, Jiang Zhiyu was the first to break the silence, "You...your parents haven't come yet..."

Lin Yeci's eyes were filled with tears for some reason, and he said calmly, "They won't come."

They won't come? Jiang Zhiyu was stunned. This night was very similar to his past.

Parents of her classmates would come to the school to pick up their children during parent-teacher conferences or other holidays, and she would watch helplessly as everyone was picked up one after another, while she could only wait for the teacher to take her back.

At that time, he was thinking that it would be great if he was not an orphan, so she could empathize with Lin Yeci's situation now.

After a while, Mr. Jiang and his stepmother knocked on the door outside the classroom, holding two umbrellas.