It's still early, but there are already a few people scattered around in Class 6.
Some of them sat together chatting; some sat in their seats reciting their lessons; and some openly read extracurricular books.
However, when these people saw Hua Rong appear, they all showed surprise.
Interspersed among them was a restrained disdain.
Clearly, these good students didn't like Hua Rong, the bad student, very much.
Hua Rong ignored it and walked to the innermost row of the classroom, stopping at the corner seat.
Next to her seat was the hygiene corner of Class 6, Grade 11.
You could tell just by where she sat that she was extremely disliked in the class.
However, Hua Rong didn't care about any of that at the moment. She just looked meaningfully at the footprints on the desks and chairs, the chewed gum, and even the used sanitary napkins...
Looking inside the drawer, oh dear, there was a dead rat and some rather unattractive envelopes.
When she took it out, she discovered that it was filled with all sorts of vicious curses.
Hua Rong watched with great interest, originally thinking that she was already very good at cursing.
But little did I know, there's always someone better!
However, most of the words on the envelope were too vulgar, and Hua Rong was unwilling to say them aloud!
She glanced around the classroom; none of them looked guilty, but rather had expressions of anticipation.
Hua Rong looked somewhat dazed, as if she had experienced a similar scene in some other world.
Looking back now, it doesn't just feel like a lifetime ago, it truly feels like a lifetime ago.
Who knows how many lifetimes have passed!
She glanced at her schoolbag and finally understood why the original owner hadn't brought her textbooks to school.
Just by looking at this desk, you can tell what would happen to the books if they were left at school.
Hua Rong didn't need to guess; she knew the person who did all this was a girl.
Was it because of the original owner's principle of not hitting women?
Hua Rong snorted coldly, not paying any attention.
She sat down in the empty seat in front of her, with no intention of tidying up the desks and chairs herself.
She took out a physics book and began to read it carefully.
As for grades, they definitely need to be improved.
Of course, even the scraps shouldn't be overlooked.
Just kill them to stop these people from disturbing her studies.
Hua Rong was so engrossed in watching that she didn't come back to her senses until the bell rang for morning reading class.
She turned her head and saw a boy standing next to her, looking at her with a shy yet cautious gaze.
"Your location?"
Hua Rong has the original owner's memories this time, but she hasn't been paying attention in class for a long time, so she's not familiar with these classmates.
Perhaps in her view, school was a place where she felt oppressed.
Here are people she once liked, and also unpleasant memories of being bullied.
Ultimately, this led to the exclusion by classmates and the cold shoulder from teachers.
Those "wonderful memories" are almost all forgotten.
"Yes, yes!"
"I'm sorry, I got too into it."
Hua Rong sincerely apologized and was just about to get up and leave.
But they found that if they wanted to get out, they had to ask the people outside to make way for them.
The school prides itself on its militarized teaching methods; each classroom is small, yet it is crammed with more than sixty students.
With the addition of desks and chairs, the distance between the front and back rows is really not much.
Hua Rong squinted and glanced at her, noticing the impatience in the girl's eyes.
Oh, I don't like her.
Hua Rong glanced around and noticed that the students, regardless of gender, weren't looking at her very kindly.
She wasn't surprised at all!
After all, she was once famous throughout the school.
The students from Class 6 also made their appearance in front of the entire school.
However, they didn't want to show their faces in the first place!
Hua Rong tapped on the desk of the girl next to him in a gentle tone.
"Excuse me, classmate, can I step out for a moment?"
"...Peaks gather like a crowd, waves surge like fury, the Tongguan Pass lies between mountains and rivers. Gazing westward at the capital, my heart hesitates. I grieve for the places where the Qin and Han dynasties once stood, their palaces now turned to dust. In prosperity, the people suffer; in ruin, the people suffer."
The girl next to Hua Rong completely ignored her and raised her voice to read the textbook aloud.
Hua Rong saw the girl's deskmate, the boy who had been looking at her shyly earlier, with a somewhat worried look in his eyes, and smiled at him.
Then, while he was still stunned, he punched the girl's desk.
"puff!"
The boy looked down and almost knelt down!
The noticeably dented part of the tabletop reminded him that what he had just witnessed was not an illusion.
Not only him, but the classroom, which used to be filled with the sound of students reading aloud at this time, was now eerily quiet.
The way everyone looked at Hua Rong was filled with disbelief and fear.
"You, you, you..."
The girl, who had just been reciting poetry, was so startled that she trembled and fell down into the corridor.
Hua Rong took a long stride and walked directly into the corridor.
She rubbed her hands, quite satisfied with the original owner's innate combat strength.
"Get up, classmate!" Hua Rong looked at the girl coldly.
The girl didn't dare say a word this time.
As soon as Hua Rong spoke, he quickly got up, his posture quite comical.
Hua Rong crossed her arms and pointed to her desk: "Who did this?"
"I...I don't know..." The girl's voice trailed off, and her gaze became increasingly unfocused.
That expression doesn't seem like someone who's unaware.
Hua Rong didn't interrogate her; she simply turned around.
From where she stood, she could observe everyone in Class Six.
Several of them dared not meet her gaze.
Hua Rong pointed to the desk and said calmly, "I can let bygones be bygones for those who step forward now. But if I find out who it is, then..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but those who heard it felt a chill run down their spines.
Everyone fell silent, and the kind-hearted male class monitor tried to stand up and smooth things over.
However, intimidated by Hua Rong's imposing presence, he kept his head down and silently read his book, not daring to make a sound.
Hua Rong frowned as she looked at the classroom full of quails.
She impatiently ordered the girl at the table in front of her, "First, tidy up for me. Go get me a bucket of water! Wipe the tables and chairs!"
Besides the girl sitting in front of her, Hua Rong also pointed to another female classmate who usually liked to gossip and had a foul mouth.
To deal with some people, you don't even need to use your intelligence; you can just use force to overwhelm them!
The two girls didn't say a word. One went to the toilet to get water, and the other cleaned up the disgusting mess on and under Hua Rong's desks and chairs.
Hua Rong stood there, flipping through the letters filled with extremely vicious words.
They were thinking about how to "take care" of the animals after finding their owners.
I don't know if Class 6 was unlucky or lucky, but usually the Chinese teacher or the homeroom teacher comes to check on morning reading, but not today!
After the girl wiped the desks and chairs as Hua Rong had asked, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.
"Keep a close eye on it. If it gets dirty again, I'll come after both of you."
Hua Rong pointed at the two girls and threatened them, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.
Yes! Yes!
The two girls didn't dare say another word; Chu Huarong was simply too terrifying!
How come we never noticed this before?
They didn't even have the thought of resisting her!
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