Chapter 4

Chapter 4

When I went to school the next day, sure enough, without the threat of evening study hall discipline hanging over him anymore, my deskmate sneered, “Weren’t you going to die? Then go die. What are you doing back here? Someone as mentally fragile as you doesn’t belong here.”

Just then, the class rep began handing out the morning math quiz. My deskmate had been messing around with the people behind us and ended up tearing his paper.

Then, incredibly, he reached for mine.

I pressed down on the hand he was using to grab my paper and shot him a deadly look. “What are you doing?”

He seemed startled by me and froze for two whole seconds. Probably because he was used to bullying me, and I had never fought back before.

“What are you doing…? It’s not like you know how to do it anyway. Just give me yours.”

“Who said I don’t know how to do it?”

My deskmate paused, then burst out laughing loudly. He turned to the girl behind him, the one he’d been fooling around with just now, and said, “Wu Qing, she says she knows how to do it! Hahahaha!”

The short-haired girl glanced at me. “Heh. Then I guess she does.”

She was probably pretty good at studying. She was the one who had calculated negative one yesterday.

I gave a cold laugh in my heart, propped my chin on my hand, and started working on the questions.

The person beside me was still talking. “Then our Shuyi had better work hard, huh? Try to get at least one question right. Keep pretending.”

The math quiz was too easy. I finished it in ten minutes.

I casually flipped through the textbook. It was still the same as before. I could recite these books with my eyes closed.

Just then, my deskmate suddenly snatched my paper away.

“Teacher, Sun Shuyi says she knows how to do all of it. Why don’t you grade it for her?”

That boy, skinny as a monkey, eagerly handed my paper to the teacher. When he walked back to his seat, the smile he gave me was utterly disgusting.

“Buddy, did I do something to you?”

I smiled at him and asked, perfectly good-tempered.

“Nope. I just can’t stand the sight of you. I think you’re disgusting, that’s all!”

He widened his eyes and raised his brows, greasy to an unbearable degree.

So I left my seat and walked over to the teacher.

The teacher stared at my paper, then stared at me.

After doing that several times, she sighed and said, “Sun Shuyi, trying to game the system by looking up the answers is not acceptable. You know them now, but will you know them during the exam? If I catch you doing this again, I’ll have to call your mother.”

I looked at the bright red check marks on the paper.

How ironic.

I took my paper back. My deskmate immediately started looking at me with that mocking expression again. I took a deep breath and told myself not to stoop to a child’s level.

Who knew he would keep talking nonstop? “Got exposed, huh? That’s hilarious. I told you to just give it to me. What a waste of paper. Useless trash, hahaha.”

Ignoring the fact that one of my legs still hadn’t fully recovered, I kicked him-chair and all-straight to the floor.

The chair let out an ear-piercing scrape against the ground.

Everyone looked over, their faces filled with shock.

“Sun Shuyi, are you asking to die?!” he shouted in a rage, trying to come over and hit me, but he got tangled up with the chair and couldn’t get to his feet.

I picked up the math workbook from his desk and began tearing out the pages one by one.

“You’re the one who’s been provoking me.” I stepped on one of the chair legs. “Look at the garbage you’ve written. With questions like these, I could get more right than you with my eyes closed. You’re the one who’s…”

I leaned in closer, smiling as pleasantly as could be. “Useless. Trash.”

Then I threw the entire workbook onto his face.

The classroom was so quiet it was almost unnatural. Finally, the teacher snapped back to her senses, grabbed me, and practically screamed herself hoarse.

“Sun Shuyi! This is completely unacceptable! Come with me to the dean’s office and reflect on what you’ve done!”