Chapter 157
Jiang Yunu looked puzzled: "Ah? Me?"
Not only did she ask the question out loud, she also extended her index finger and pointed it at herself.
She said to him sincerely, "You got the wrong person, didn't you?"
Because Jiang Yunu's attitude was so sincere, her eyes were bright and her gaze was open, so it was obvious that she came with ill intentions, and those who stopped her were confused for a moment.
There were three people who intercepted her: a leader and two followers. It was a typical campus provocation group structure.
The one who reached out to stop the other person was naturally the leader. After her expression became uncertain, the leading girl quietly turned her head and asked her follower beside her: "...Is this it?"
The follower lowered his head and fiddled with his personal terminal for a few times, and Jiang Yunu's "mini portrait" vaguely flashed across the other party's screen.
The attendant compared the photo with the person in front of him three times, then removed the screen and said to the leader with absolute certainty, "That's her!"
"..." Jiang Yunu witnessed the entire conversation and small movements. She began to think that this "small group" that stopped her seemed a little unwise.
The leader got confirmation from his henchmen, and once again raised his chin to look at Jiang Yunu, even more furious: "How dare you play tricks on me?!"
"Unfair," Jiang Yunu said calmly, "I really don't know who the 'distinctive freshman' is. This is the first time I've heard of this title today."
The leading girl froze again, as if Jiang Yunu's reaction was far below her expectations, making it impossible for her to carry out some of the planned procedures.
Jiang Yunu went from being completely baffled to beginning to find this matter somewhat interesting.
"So," the white-haired girl took the initiative to ask the person who was obviously looking for trouble, "What do you want?"
I felt like I suddenly became passive, and the person being picked on became the dominant party. The girl who led the small group felt a little embarrassed.
She glared at Jiang Yunu fiercely and said angrily, "You will pay the price for your love of the spotlight!"
Jiang Yunu touched her forehead. She was still very polite. She just wanted to make sure that she didn't have a fever, so the words she just heard were not an illusion that suddenly appeared in broad daylight.
At least she didn't reach out and touch the forehead of the person opposite to see if he or she had a high fever.
"Can I ask you something first?" Jiang Yunu asked, "What specific things have I done to attract attention?"
The white-haired girl was very worried, fearing that she might have lost a part of her memory compared to others.
Then the leading girl in the "small group" told her with a stern face that she was unknown and no one in the elementary schools in the entire Upper Three Districts had ever heard of such a number one person as her. However, in the supernatural power practice class just after school started, she not only had superb skills, but was also highly praised by the teacher, Teacher Trista, who said, "You are already ahead of your peers."
She stole the show in the supernatural power practical class, which was her fault.
In the following advanced theoretical knowledge class, the teacher liked to carry with him a "big wheelchair" in the shape of a potted throne, and the teacher himself was like a man growing on this base, ready to move with the "big wheelchair" anytime and anywhere.
All the freshmen were very curious about the teacher's "big wheelchair" - but Jiang Yunu was the only one who took the initiative to find the teacher and asked her directly whether the teacher carried some mutant gene and whether the "big wheelchair" was actually an inseparable part of the teacher's body.
During that theoretical class, the male teacher, who was "one with the pedestal," took 10 minutes to prove to the freshmen that he was still a complete carbon-based male, not attached to his beloved pedestal. He also explained the benefits of elemental equipment beyond elemental weapons to psychics, and gave students additional homework, asking them to analyze and discuss their understanding of psychic-enhancing equipment.
Jiang Yunu committed two crimes by taking the initiative to ask the teacher about the "big wheelchair" and asking the teacher to take time to explain and assign homework.
When Jiang Yunu heard about her "second sin," she couldn't help but want to raise an objection. The leading girl in the small team seemed to see through her thoughts and quickly interrupted her, saying, "I haven't finished yet!"
"..." Jiang Yunu put down his hand that was about to raise an objection, "Okay, okay, go on."
The other person looked like, "That's more like it."
Jiang Yunu listened as she listed her third and fourth charges—for a student like her, who had graduated from an unknown elementary school, to receive such widespread attention in just a short time after the start of the school year was simply unbelievable, and she herself didn't appear particularly special. Her third charge was "not living up to her reputation."
Not to mention that the principal was said to have taken her to a social party at the end of August, and it seemed that the principal had a good impression of her.
"You come from a low-income family, but somehow you are so popular in high-end places. This is your fourth crime!" said the leading girl firmly.
Jiang Yunu found what she heard at first quite interesting. She felt that the other party's logic was almost humorous, but after hearing the last two sentences, her smile finally faded a little.
The white-haired girl restrained her expression. She stared at the leading girl who had finally finished her speech. "I love my hometown very much. You calling it low-end, I don't like it."
The leading girl and Jiang Yunu looked into each other's eyes. Seeing Jiang Yunu staring into her eyes, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of nervousness creep up her spine, causing her back to stiffen slightly.
But in a moment, this moment of retreat made her even angrier.
She bluffed, "Why? Are you trying to say you come from a high-class background?"
The henchmen, like two cheering echoers, laughed and laughed at the sidelines: "Ha, the Seventh District!"
"If District 7 isn't low-end, where else is low-end?"
Jiang Yunu stopped talking.
The leader of the small group was still waiting for her reaction, thinking that she was afraid, and in his heart he felt secretly happy that he had finally overwhelmed this "most popular freshman" in terms of momentum.
However, this secret joy lasted less than two seconds.
The thin hair, like the one that has been expensively cared for and carefully styled every day, scratches the neck, and the feeling makes you want to reach out and brush it away.
But this "hair" became narrower and tighter the next second.
It tightened.
"Come with me." Jiang Yunu said, "Okay?"
The leading girl instinctively wanted to refuse, and she was about to scream, because she suddenly realized that something was strangled around her neck—a thin, tough supernatural thread. It wrapped around her neck like a poisonous green necklace. It pressed against the soft tube below her throat, making it impossible to even scream.
Jiang Yunu's inquiry was just a formality. She pulled the supernatural line wrapped around the other person's neck and "led" him into the grove beside the school road.
There are fewer people here, and normally no one would go into the woods on purpose.
The leading girl, who had been screaming silently, had gradually turned red in the face - her followers didn't even realize that she hadn't followed them voluntarily!
Those two idiots! She doubted they even noticed the supernatural thread wrapped around her neck!
It was as if she had voluntarily agreed to come along!
Jiang Yunu walked into the woods, feeling that it would be more convenient to talk there.
She did not immediately "untie" the other person's neck, but instead looked at the expression of the girl who had been domineering before.
It was a look of scrutiny without any superfluous emotion, like a calm judgment of where to begin dissecting the prey.
"You won't actually suffocate," Jiang Yunu said calmly. "The areas where I'm pressing will restrict your breathing and block the normal vibration of your vocal cords, but I haven't completely crushed your trachea. You're blushing because you're feeling both ashamed and angry."
As she spoke, she turned her wrist.
The string around the domineering leader's neck did not tighten any further, but the girl stumbled a step closer to her.
"Do you feel humiliated?" Jiang Yunu pulled the supernatural rope, forcing people who were taller than her to lower their heads.
She looked into the other person's eyes, and the corners of her mouth finally curled up slightly again.
"It's okay to feel humiliated," she said. "You humiliate my hometown, and I will humiliate you."
When the supernatural power line on her neck finally relaxed a little, the girl who was arrogant before wanted to speak eagerly, but she choked and coughed because her breathing had not yet completely calmed down. She covered her neck and coughed for a long time.
When she looked up again, her nose and eyes were red, and she was panicked and angry. "Do you know what you've done?! Do you know who I am?! I just need to call home, and your country girl's school career in the Second District will be over!"
For students who have moved from the back star zone to the front star zone, this should be a serious threat.
However, Jiang Yunu didn't even raise his eyebrows.
Her white hair fell behind her shoulders and she lowered her head.
Because of the violent coughing and unstable standing, the person who first provoked her with rude words and then threatened her was already half-crouching on the ground.
She unexpectedly said, "Okay."
"What?"
"Okay, you go make the call." Jiang Yunu looked down at the person who hadn't even given his name yet - perhaps he was too disdainful to take the initiative to introduce himself to her, a "country girl".
"You could call, or even better, have your family come and denounce me in person," she continued. "Then I'll tell them in person that the reason for our conflict is that you're no match for a 'country girl' from District 7."
The man who was holding his neck and coughing suddenly froze.
After a moment, she stared at Jiang Yunu and said again: "...What?"
"You're so concerned about whether someone's getting attention, whether they're being described as 'far above their peers.'" Jiang Yunu's gaze seemed to truly tear people apart. The corners of her mouth curled up again. "The bottom line is, these things are actually very important to you, and since the start of school, you haven't achieved the results you wanted, right?"
"you……"
"Let me guess. You're still so concerned about your background and family ties. You said I 'come from a low-income background and shouldn't be so prominent in high-end settings.' What does that mean? It means you've always been in an environment where 'your background dictates your achievements,' right?"
When the domineering man's expression gradually changed, Jiang Yunu smiled sincerely and a little evilly.
"Let me guess. What would happen if your environment knew that not only had you failed to achieve what you deserved given your background, but that someone else had stolen your limelight? You took the initiative to challenge them, but they suppressed you, leaving you crying and calling home for help?"
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