CH 40

Chapter 40: I’ll handle it, let the show begin.

“What should we do? Are we really going to confront those people head-on tomorrow?” Liu Sisi fretted, her hair turning white with worry as she walked and muttered to herself.

Jiang Han and Ge Meng had the same question, but none of them dared to ask Jiang Fuyue.

Finally, when they parted ways, she said to the three of them, “You don’t have to worry about this. I’ll handle it.”

Jiang Han frowned, while Liu Sisi complained softly, “Why is she like this… even though we didn’t rat her out when we were beaten up, she didn’t even say thank you…”

“Shut up!” Jiang Han snapped coldly.

Liu Sisi pouted in frustration.

It was originally like this…

The next day, Jiang Fuyue went to school as usual.

During break, Jiang Han came to find her.

“I’ve found out that the guy’s name is Hu Ben. He hangs out around Tianyu Street area and has a younger brother who goes to Hongguang Elementary School. He’s probably the chubby kid we taught a lesson to,” Jiang Han said.

Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow.

Seeing that she was listening, Jiang Han inexplicably felt happy. “Hu Ben has about ten people under his command. They only brought half of them when they ambushed us yesterday. Most of these people are in their early twenties and dropped out of high school to join the underworld. They have a wealth of experience and may be… difficult to deal with.”

It’s not just “difficult to deal with,” but getting involved with these types of people would be a disaster for an ordinary high school student!

“Should we call the police?” Jiang Fuyue asked.

Jiang Fuyue replied, “No rush.”

…

After achieving a perfect score on the exam, Jiang Fuyue’s treatment in the class skyrocketed.

From being a gloomy girl who was excluded by everyone, to becoming a sought-after study goddess, there is only a distance of 750 points between them.

Both were silent and introverted. In the past, she was called “clumsy and dull,” but now she has become “elegant and aloof.”

Jiang Fuyue among them, she naturally felt it too.

Firstly, it’s the attitude of the teachers towards her. In the past, they left her alone because they thought she was beyond hope, and now they still do, but it’s because they dare not or cannot control her.

Ask her to answer a question?

Sure, but be prepared to be publicly questioned and unable to answer.

Stop her from doing physics problems during chemistry class or solving math problems during biology class?

Well, it’s possible, but are you not afraid of being criticized by Xu Jing, Meng Zhijian, and Yu Wenzhou? 

How about giving her a verbal warning or making her stand in the corner as punishment?

No problem, as long as you can withstand Jiang’s “impenetrable” face and be mentally prepared for her to leave class or skip class at any time, and also be able to give sufficient and reasonable explanations when Xu and Meng, the two competition maniacs, come looking for you. 

All the teachers exclaim: we can’t mess with her… 

However, her grades always remain at a perfect level, whether it’s homework or in-class quizzes. 

All the teachers, including Xu Jing and Yu Wenzhou, have reached a consensus: let it go, let it go. 

Perhaps the teachers are still reserved in their favoritism towards Jiang Fuyue, but the students are a different story. They are open and enthusiastic, like the scorching sun in the hot summer, not willing to let Jiang Fuyue outshine them. 

“Sister Yue, can I borrow your workbook to take a look?” 

“Raise your hand! I also want to see it.” 

“Me! Third in line!” 

“Fourth…”

“Sister Yue, about the final question from yesterday’s test, could you… hehe…”

“And the last fill-in-the-blank question, is it square root of 3 or square root of 5?”

“Sister Yue…”

“Sister Yue…”

Liu Bowen turned around from the front desk, smiling: “Sister Yue…”

Jiang Fuyue: “…”

It was unclear who started calling her “Sister Yue”, but by the time she realized it, everyone had already gotten used to it.

In a certain math class, Xu Jing called someone up to solve a problem, but it stumped everyone.

“Really no one can solve it?”

“Yes, yes, yes! Sister Yue-” Someone shouted, and got unanimous agreement from the whole class.

Xu Jing stood on the podium, smiling: “Then let Sister Yue come up and explain it to everyone.”

From then on, the name “Sister Yue” became famous.

Nowadays, Jiang Fuyue can be considered a “person of influence” in No. 1 High School, but she herself is not aware of it.

Every day, she still goes to school, goes home, attends classes, and sleeps as usual, not indulging in the favoritism of the teachers or being arrogant because of the students’ admiration.

And all of this was like a nail in the eyes of some people, piercing into their flesh, wishing to remove it quickly.

“…Lin Min, I know how to do this problem. First, calculate sin x… and then calculate cos y…”

“Ah! How did you think of that?!”

“Just talked to Sister Yue. She’s really nice. I didn’t understand something and she explained it to me in a different way, and I immediately got it. And she’s so beautiful, with smooth and flawless skin. When she looked at me, I actually blushed, can you believe it?! My heart was pounding so hard…one after another. Is this what they call ‘heart aflutter’? Ahhh…I’m dead!”

“Come on, figure out your own gender first, you’re a girl, okay?”

“What’s wrong with being a girl? I love Sister Yue too, hmph!”

“…You’re crazy. I still have a problem I haven’t solved, might as well go ask her and experience that ‘pounding heart’ feeling you mentioned.”

Five minutes later, the girl came back, “Aah! I’m dead too!”

Li Xue, who was pretending to sleep with her head on the desk, heard every word.

She clenched her fist secretly: Jiang Fuyue, you won’t be proud for long…

Class 7 classroom.

Everyone had already started their lunch break, but Jiang Han couldn’t fall asleep.

Ge Meng: “Sister Han, what did Sister Yue say when you went to see her this morning? Did she come up with a solution? We’re not really going to confront those people head-on, are we?” 

“We definitely can’t win…” Liu Sisi added.

Suddenly, Jiang Han remembered the look of excitement on Jiang Fuyue’s face, as well as her confident statement, “Don’t worry.”

“She probably has come up with a solution by now.”

At the same time, on the third floor women’s restroom.

Jiang Fuyue, who had said she “probably has come up with a solution,” confronted Li Xue, who had just finished using the toilet.

The latter snorted coldly, raising her chin, “Don’t you watch where you’re walking? How did you become first in the grade?”

She bit the last few words hard.

Jiang Fuyue didn’t say anything, and even lightly hooked the corner of her lips. The next second, she suddenly raised her hand to push her hard on the shoulder, sending her falling into the toilet.

Li Xue didn’t expect her to take action without warning, and was caught off guard. Since she was squatting over the toilet, she fell right in.

Cool water soaked through her thin school pants and soon came into contact with her skin.

Li Xue was completely stunned, and when she realized where she had fallen and what kind of water it was, she began to scream hysterically, “Jiang Fuyue, you b*tch, I’m going to kill you–“

Meanwhile, Jiang Fuyue had already clapped her hands and left without a care in the world.

Li Xue didn’t attend the afternoon classes, it was unclear whether she had gone home to shower and change clothes or done something else.

Jiang Fuyue patiently solved three sets of math problems and fifteen pages of physics exercises, and then took out a book on engineering design to read.

During that time, Jiang Han came by again.

As the time for dismissal approached, she became increasingly restless, visibly anxious. In contrast, Jiang Fuyue remained calm, as if it was no big deal.

“Don’t worry, the actors need to be in place before the play can begin.”