Reincarnation (Part 1) The Cold Academic God and the Domineering School Prince
My current state does not seem like I am performing a copy, but rather like I am reviewing previous memories.
Because I can't control my own body now, I can only watch the development of the plot as a first-person spectator.
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In this world, I have never skipped a grade, nor have I studied abroad. My studies are as normal as those of an ordinary student.
Somehow, the assistant became my one-on-one tutor.
He is two grades higher than me and seems to have been my tutor for more than a year.
Every weekend, my assistant would come and help me review the content for senior year.
But it’s more than that.
We both knew that the content of senior year was no longer difficult for me, and the so-called lectures were just a formality.
What is really interesting is the chats after the lectures, the discussions about cutting-edge knowledge.
Many of the assistant's ideas opened my eyes.
I took the initiative and grabbed the talent. "How about you come to work in my company directly after you graduate?"
He looked at me with a smile, his eyebrows slightly curved, "Okay, Chairman."
I refused, "Don't call me director, it sounds too old-fashioned."
The assistant laughed, "If not director, then what should we call him?"
I was prepared. "Call me President."
I laughed and joked with him.
This peaceful life lasted for about a month until it was broken by a transfer student.
The transfer student is a poor but tough girl, like a flower blooming in the mud.
Due to various coincidences, I came into contact with her.
I was very famous in school and lived under the spotlight all the time, so she, who had many interactions with me, was also closely watched by many people.
Some people started targeting her because they admired me.
She was locked in the bathroom, had a basin of water poured over her head in winter, her desk was covered with childish graffiti, and people talked loudly about her disabled grandfather and blind mother at school.
When I found out, I immediately made them pay the price.
So no one in school dared to target her anymore, but at the same time, rumors spread that she was my girlfriend.
I was in class when I found out about this.
Take one-on-one teaching lessons with an assistant.
After a senior high school review class in which we all knew each other well, it was time for a pleasant discussion.
He did not extend a certain knowledge point from high school to bring up an interesting topic, but suddenly asked me, "Xia Zhizhi, is this your new girlfriend?"
I was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to refute "girlfriend" first or "new" first.
My stunned expression had other interpretations in his mind, he nodded and said, "I understand."
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Wait, what did you understand?"
He didn't say anything, but just looked at me quietly through the lenses with his clear almond-shaped eyes.
I explained, "She's not my girlfriend, and I've never been in a relationship before."
"She's just my classmate. Where did you hear this gossip?"
The assistant said, "School Forum."
He said, pushing up his glasses slightly.
I know that the school has a forum, but I have only logged in once.
Most of the posts on the forum are about me, either survival maps or requests for contact information.
I flipped through it, found it boring, and never logged in again.
Now I had to board.
As I logged in, I said, "I didn't expect you would read the school forum."
His voice was steady. “Occasionally, it is necessary to keep up with the news.”
Before I had the chance to ask him if there was any news in the school that was worthy of his attention, I was shocked by the post on the forum.
Most of the posts on the forum are still about me, and among these posts about me, there is one more person mentioned alongside me - the transfer student, Xia Zhizhi.
They guessed that Xia Zhizhi was my girlfriend, so she got my protection.
I was so angry that I almost laughed when I read the well-reasoned analysis on the forum.
I asked, “Do you believe it?”
The assistant tapped the post, "Domineering maintenance?"
"No matter who it is that happens to me, I will help."
"Late night kiss?"
"She fell down, and I helped her up and used my position as a substitute."
"A passionate look at each other during the debate, teammates who are equally matched?"
"She went off topic, and I reminded her to fix it or shut up immediately, but she didn't understand what I meant and followed the wrong line of thought, almost leading the entire debate team into a dead end."
I narrowed my eyes and said in a dangerous tone, "You don't really believe it?"
He pushed up his glasses again. “If I believed it, I wouldn’t ask you directly.”
"If you didn't believe it, you wouldn't ask me such a boring question."
We looked at each other and he was the first to look away.
To the end, I still didn't understand why my assistant, who had always known me, would believe such a ridiculous rumor.
I just noticed that his straight back relaxed a little, as if he breathed a sigh of relief.
Later, I used gentle means to clarify this rumor, but I didn't expect that this was just the beginning.
All kinds of transfer students transferred to my class.
I find it strange, even a little scary.
Why are there so many transfer students during the critical period of senior year in high school?
Why are all these transfer students trying to get involved with me?
Why did they all transfer to other schools after being clearly rejected by me? The people I sent to investigate could not find any trace of them, as if they had disappeared from this world out of thin air.
It's like they transferred to this school just to have a relationship with me.
I started looking into whether there was someone manipulating the whole thing.
But it turns out, no.
These transfer students come and go inexplicably.
The people around me were not surprised at all when faced with such a counterintuitive thing.
Finally, I told my assistant about it.
“…That’s probably it.”
"Don't you think it's weird?"
I looked at the assistant.
The assistant nodded. "It's really strange. There's something wrong with them."
He was the first person around me who agreed with what I said.
With his approval, I became more and more certain that there was someone controlling the overall situation behind the scenes.
However, just when I was about to go all out, something happened to my assistant.
It was a sunny day when he had the accident, so the blood on the ground was blindingly red.
He is dead.
Died from falling objects from a high altitude.
The assistant took good care of himself and avoided doing anything that might be dangerous. I once invited him to go bungee jumping, but he refused. He smiled and said that he was afraid the bungee rope wasn't strong enough.
Such a cautious person still died in an accident.
Falling objects from high altitude.
When I heard these four words, I felt indescribable ridicule and anger.
After I settled the assistant, another transfer student came.
He and his assistant look 30% similar.
When I saw him, I thought of the assistant.
So I became more disgusted with him.
It’s because this transfer student, with such scheming and shrewdness in his eyes that he can’t hide it, still insists on imitating the assistant’s dressing style and hanging around me.
But few people know that I have connections with my assistant.
He showed up after his assistant died, so I had to wonder.
I asked someone to follow him and wait for him to reveal his flaws. Finally, one day, I heard this recording.
[This is so annoying. I thought I could definitely get close to the president with this leather case. What happened? Did I guess wrong? ]
[I thought the previous attackers were unable to take down the president because the tutor and the president had been childhood sweethearts.]
[That’s why I spent a lot of money to kill this tutor, and I used the methods of using a substitute and chasing after his wife to get him.]
【Did I guess wrong? 】
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