The teacher told Xiaojingchen to sit on the platform and said: "You just sit here and read a book."

  First-grade students all know that the extended meaning of this sentence is: sitting on the podium to replace the teacher and take care of the discipline of these rabbits.

  Xiao Jingchen would never consider the implied meaning behind the words, or rather, she simply didn't care about the figurative meaning the teacher was trying to convey.

  Because I don't care, so I don't think about it.

  The teacher asked her to sit on the platform and read a book, she naturally listened obediently, really just "listening" - she wholeheartedly read the book, only most of the words were recognizable separately, but when combined together, she was unable to understand, she completely ignored the noisy classmates below the platform, also ignoring those eyes that despised her "inability" and gloated over her misfortune.

  The class was in an uproar for half a period, and Xiao Jingchen remained silent the entire time. Gradually, some students completely forgot that it was class time and started fooling around, with some even leaving their seats to run off and chat with others elsewhere.

  Shang Qi leaned on the table and covered his face, lightly poking Song Chao in front of him, "How long do you think she can hold out?"

  Song Chao rubbed his sleepy eyes and thought for a moment, "Ten minutes!"

  Wei stood with his head down doing his homework, when suddenly he blurted out a sentence, "You should ask, how long can these students endure."

  Xiao Jingchen's appearance is really too deceptive, too cute and lovely, always making people want to bully her badly. And she indeed looks like a soft and delicate girl who can be easily pushed over. Every class has its own troublemaker, it depends on whether the troublemaker succeeds in establishing dominance or kicks an iron plate on their first attempt!

  Suddenly, a paw lazily raised up, "Class Monitor, I need to pee!"

  The whole class fell silent, and everyone turned their heads in unison. In the second-to-last row, Guo Fei was leaning lazily against the back of his desk, his eyelids drooping as he gazed at the class monitor with a sly grin on his face. His bright red complexion seemed to say "I'm looking for trouble". The classmates once again turned their heads in unison towards the platform, wondering how this soft and weak class monitor would respond.

  After more than a month, Xiao Jingchen finally remembered that "class monitor" was calling her own name. She pulled her eyes away from the tangled text on the book and looked up at Guo Fei, puzzled, saying: "What do you want to tell me by urinating? I didn't catch you not letting you urinate."

  Pfft——

  Some precocious people burst out laughing, "Hold you and not let you pee" or something, this phrase is too high-level. The boy next to Guo Fei's table cast a malicious glance at a certain part of his lower abdomen, ah~, if this girl really grabs it, it will be absolutely earth-shattering~!

  Feeling the mocking gaze of several classmates, Guo Fei's face changed instantly. He suddenly stood up and pointed at Xiao Jingchen, shouting: "I'll screw you, I've tolerated you for a long time, you damn hypocrite..."

  The words had not been spoken yet, when suddenly a strong gust of wind came, and Guo Fei didn't even have time to react before he was kicked out by a Foshan Wuyin leg. He crashed into the tables, chairs, and benches behind him, almost falling into the trash heap. Luckily, the classmate in the back seat reacted quickly, or else he would definitely be implicated. Unfortunately, despite his narrow escape, the books and stationery scattered all over the floor were enough to make him want to cry.

  Guo Fei supported his sore waist for half a day and couldn't get up, the whole class stared at Wei Wu in shock, who was silently standing beside the overturned desk. This introverted boy, who always kept silent, lowered his head as usual without saying a word, but at this moment, he completely showed off his domineering aura, stunning all the boys and girls of Class 2, Grade 1.

  Song Chaoyang slowly got up, leaning on Wei Wugui's thin shoulders. He looked at Guo Fei with a sly smile, showing his white teeth, "Warning you, keep your mouth clean from now on. You're still young and inexperienced, who do you think you are? Be careful not to get slapped in the face!"

  "Pfft——" No matter when or where, there will always be those who love to watch the excitement of gossip parties, spectator parties, and soy sauce parties.

  Guo Fei was furious and glared at Wei Wu, but unfortunately, no matter how ruthless he could be, he was just a school bully... In the past, who would have thought that the one who could defeat the sniper with his bare hands, Wei Wu, would not use his full strength in that kick, which wouldn't leave any real scars on him, but it was enough to make him ache for several days.

  Until this moment, Xiao Jingchen finally opened his mouth calmly, "Weigong, the angle of your kick just now was not right, wasting energy and not hurting him. Your right foot should be about 6 centimeters to the left, one kick would at least break two of his ribs."

  "......Alright, got it. I'll be more careful next time."

  Classmates: "......" This is the kind of person who appears weak but is actually very strong, this is what it means to be truly low-key and ruthless... For the next half lesson, Class 1-2 was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground. The discipline was so good that it completely defeated the class teacher's lecture time. However, anyone with eyes could see that the classmates who were tightly pursing their lips like clams were passing notes to each other at a speed comparable to lightning.

  Unlike any time in the past, this time the girl didn't move a single finger, just one sentence made the students of Class 2, Grade 1 afraid of her for three points, no matter whether what she said was true or false, at least the cruel guard is hers, that's enough~!

  Just before the end of class, the teacher returned and saw from a slanted angle through the back door that the entire row of students in Class 1-2 were lowering their heads to "study" seriously. The teacher couldn't believe her eyes and was moved to tears. These students... were really too adorable!

  For a long time afterwards, the math teacher was gentle and pleasant to every student in Class 1-2, even if someone was lazy and didn't hand in their homework, she would let them off lightly, leaving the completely bewildered students very nervous for some time.

  "Monitor, you haven't signed up for an interest group yet", during the break between classes, Wen Yicong, the art committee member, walked to Xiao Jingchen's desk and slapped a registration form on her table. Xiao Jingchen took the form and looked at it briefly before turning around, "Song Chao, which interest group should I sign up for?"

  Song Chao lay on the table like a dead fish, lazily raising his eyelids, "I don't know, ask Shang Xi."

  Shang Xi was playing a game on his phone and exclaimed excitedly, "Ask me, I'll follow you guys."

  Song Chao hummed a tune from his nostrils, "Or this afternoon's activity class, we'll go take a look at what the interest group is actually doing?"

  Shang Qi Li Ma nodded, and Xiao Jingchen decisively returned the form to Gu Nuan.

  "......" Can't you guys stop showing off your JQ-filled secrets in front of me, cursing all the sweethearts to spend their whole lives shitting without a hole~~!——Literary Committee's single girl Gu Nuan glides away with a strong sense of resentment.

  To enrich the extracurricular life of students and improve their hands-on practice ability, each class has many interest groups. The same interest groups are integrated into school clubs. Although the clubs in our school are not as formal as those in universities, they have more cohesion.

  Every afternoon's last class is extracurricular activities, which basically means school is over.

  After the second-to-last class, the campus gradually became lively. The basketball court, football field, volleyball court, and sports ground were all crowded with students. Even the laboratory and audio-visual room were occupied by classmates from the chemistry interest group and English interest group.

  Song Chaowei and Shang Xi were wandering aimlessly around the campus, with Xiao Jingdian following closely behind them, her backpack neatly arranged on her back.

  It's probably because of the "colorful" life in junior high school, Shang Xi feels that nothing is interesting when looking at it in Fourth Middle School, and there is no passion for anything. Song Chao was born lazy and has never been passionate about anything. Wei Shu has always been used to being silent and going with the flow.

  Shang Qi let out a deep sigh, feeling that he would eventually die of boredom. Had he really been spoiled to the point where he could no longer adapt to normal school life?

  "Ahhh~~~~, Qiao Mo Yan, you're so handsome~~"

  "Wei Ling Wei Ling I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!"

  "Silver cypress is majestic and domineering, unifying the rivers and lakes... The girls are excited enough to overturn half of the sky, and the sharp tone is wasted on shouting and cheering."

  Shang Qi's ears perked up at the mention of a somewhat familiar name, and he stopped in his tracks. He turned to look at Song Chao and Wei Gong, and indeed saw that those two were already sinisterly curling up the corners of their mouths, their eyes gleaming with a sharp, green light - they were the big demons who shared the same boat and viewed everything as an enemy, especially those who dared to have designs on his sister!

  Three young men turned their feet and walked in the direction of the cheering sound, and the younger sister followed without any objection.

  The open-air basketball court was surrounded by students, tier upon tier, as a thrilling and suspenseful match was underway inside. On one side was Qiao Moyan's team, who had a nodding acquaintance with Song Chao, leading the second-year high school team, while on the other side was the new first-year high school team that kicked off the game. The difference of one academic year was not just about academics and age, as Qiao Moyan's team was clearly superior in skills, steadily suppressing the newcomer team from the start.

  The game ended, Qiao Moyan gulped down the mineral water sent by the female student, wiped his sweat and said with a smile to the new team members who were so tired they could hardly stand up, "This is high school, don't show off your three-cushion shot from middle school anymore, it's laughable. I'm kind enough to remind you that this year, there are four basketball players who got admitted to Fourth Middle School with sports exemptions, and none of them showed up today."

  The freshmen's faces turned green on the spot, and not a single reserved player showed up, which means that Qiao Moyan's team, who was competing against them, were just substitutes for the basketball interest group? I'm going to faint, those real masters must be incredibly powerful, are they still high school students? It's too fantastical, I thought it was an anime from Japan, where any sports project can overturn a world... Qiao Moyan was very satisfied with himself for stunning the freshmen who didn't know their place with his words, but unexpectedly, a snicker came from the crowd, "Heh, with this level, no wonder you can only sit on the bench as a substitute for the reserved players, and yet you still have the nerve to show off, I'm embarrassed for you."

  Qiao Mo's face changed slightly at this voice... "Who is it? Get out here!"