Di Xiu opposes school bullying, but since the other party is Ying Jiaojiao, someone he wants to get revenge on, all he can do is not get involved—mainly because he really looks down on the methods these students use.
As for those who bullied Ying Jiaojiao, Di Xiu found it hard to judge; they were both hateful and pitiful.
After the talisman was used, the students in the class stopped causing trouble. Ying Jiaojiao's situation improved, at least no one mocked her for being infatuated with "Cheng Shuo" anymore, and Di Xiu finally had some peace and quiet.
With the ten-minute break between classes cut short, there's not much time left. Under the pressure of the bottom-ranking elimination system, these top students in the honors classes are putting in their best effort to study during every spare moment, afraid of being pushed down by others.
Especially with the end of the semester approaching, the final exam results are crucial for students to remain in the honors class.
Those who consistently excel will strive to catch up with those who are even further ahead; if you can be number one, who wants to be number two?
The class remained relaxed, except for Ying Jiaojiao, who had never stayed in the top class based on her grades.
Emperor Xiu's spiritual power is currently low. Although the talismans he draws are effective, they are very weak. The spiritual power dissipates quickly and has a short shelf life, so he has to replace them almost every day.
After changing the talisman four times, the students faced their final exams.
Exams are stressful, but they're over when you're happy because a two-month summer vacation is just around the corner.
On the day the exam ended, as soon as school was over, Di Xiu immediately grabbed his packed belongings and ran away, afraid of being caught confessing his feelings.
He had to admit that he was still superficial and couldn't see Ying Jiaojiao's "interesting soul"—mainly because he didn't find her soul interesting at all, and he didn't want to be forced to listen to a confession and then be watched like a monkey.
Just as Ying Jiaojiao was about to get up, she clenched the pink envelope in her hand and was about to chase after him when her clothes got caught on the desk, causing a loud clattering sound.
She failed to confess her feelings, but the love letter in her hand was discovered and reported directly to the homeroom teacher.
As for watching the excitement? I'm in a hurry to get home for dinner, I don't have time.
Mental work is also very energy-consuming, and it's a time when we're all growing. Schools also prohibit bringing snacks, so many people get hungry around 2 or 3 pm.
The next day, he went to school to pick up his summer homework, and then began the long summer vacation. Di Xiu was finally able to return to his original home and have his own small room.
The room was only a dozen square meters, but it was clean and tidy, and it looked very comfortable.
The bed is near the window, so the light is great, and the sunlight shines perfectly onto the blankets.
Half a meter away from the foot of the bed was a wooden bookshelf, handmade by Cheng's father, with several patches of paint already peeling off.
Between the bed and the wardrobe, against the wall, was a desk, also handmade by Cheng's father. In addition to a desktop computer, there was also an old-fashioned desk lamp.
A ceiling fan hangs from the ceiling, with the other end of the cord suspended between the bed and the desk.
Emperor Xiu and 001 began waiting for the Goddess System to appear.
001 nervously watched Ying Jiaojiao's every move. When Di Xiu saw him staring, he took out a bunch of test papers he had brought back and started working on them, while also thinking about how to give 001 a suitable identity for the money he earned from stock trading.
If he were to directly mention stock trading, he would probably get beaten up. Cheng's parents valued a down-to-earth and steady approach and disliked speculation the most.
After much thought, it seems most appropriate to start with the original owner's hobbies.
The original owner wanted to apply to Q University's computer science program, a field that was very familiar to Di Xiu.
He started learning about computers in junior high school, which sparked his interest. He then used his spare time to study on his own. After being admitted to a top high school, his parents gritted their teeth and bought him a desktop computer.
He had a good talent for this and was also persistent. In his first year of high school, he took the initiative to ask his computer teacher for help. After Di Xiu arrived, he pretended to have unlocked his full potential, which shocked the computer teacher, who then rarely went there anymore.
In addition, the original owner had signed up for an international programming competition and had overcome numerous obstacles. Before Emperor Xiu arrived, he had just finished the domestic competition and qualified for the global competition as the runner-up.
If Di Xiu doesn't want to give up the competition, he'll inevitably have to bully the kids.
With the original owner's honors as a foundation, he could pretend to make money by selling the software he wrote.
During dinner, Di Xiu took out his bank card and told them his prepared explanation.
"Dad, Mom, there's 500,000 in this card. You can lease out the land. If you can't stand being idle, you can open a small shop. It'll be much easier than it is now."
The 500,000 figure was a result of Emperor Xiu's restraint in getting 001 to stop trading stocks after reaching that amount.
Having already eaten his fill, Mr. Cheng began drinking his soup in silence. Mrs. Cheng unconsciously rubbed her hands on her apron, looking at Di Xiu with a complicated expression, appearing somewhat sad.
She reached out and touched her son's face, her eyes filled with guilt: "It's our fault. We can't give you a good life, and we have to make you worry about these things. You've always made us worry-free since you were little, but your parents can't take this money. Keep it and save it for when you get married."
Di Xiu paused slightly, then stuffed the card into her hand: "Mom, I'm only 17 years old, it's too early for me to get married, please accept it, I can't bear to see you working so hard."
“Your filial piety is enough, but we really can’t touch your money. Your parents aren’t old yet and can still earn money. What kind of talk is it to use your money? It’s only when your parents are too old to walk that it will be your turn to support us.”
“But my son will feel bad. I can give you a good life now, why wait until later? You work hard to give me a good life, and I will do the same for you.”
Despite Di Xiu's repeated persuasion, when the soup in the bowl was almost gone, Cheng's father said in a low voice, "Alright, use this money to open a shop."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he left without looking up, and Di Xiu vaguely saw tears in his eyes.
Cheng's mother cleared the dishes and went to wash them. Di Xiu returned to his room and said, "Actually, we could buy a house. The house prices are still quite cheap now. If we buy in Donghua District, we could buy three or five. Isn't a commercial district going to be built there in the future?"
"It's more difficult to persuade them."
"That's true."
...
On the third day of summer vacation, Ying Jiaojiao went out of the house to buy snacks.
Although she skipped the confession step, she still bought diet pills and took them every day according to the instructions, but to be honest, she didn't lose weight with any sincerity.
Not only does he not exercise at all, but he also doesn't watch his diet at all, often eating oily and salty foods, and snacking on various puffed foods that are high in sugar and energy.
Even if you're not prone to weight gain, you can't resist this kind of excessive behavior.
As she left the supermarket carrying two large bags, she ran into the class beauty and her fake best friend.
The talisman that Di Xiu had placed on her had lost its effect two days ago. Ying Jiaojiao was stopped and once again subjected to inhumane mockery.
After the two men let her go, she looked at their retreating figures with a jealous expression and said angrily, "Once I lose weight, I'll definitely be prettier than you two."
She looked down and pinched the bulge on her stomach, muttering to herself as she walked across the street, "If I hadn't been sick when I was little, I wouldn't have gotten so fat."
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