QTMWSFC Chapter 2

But what was truly lamentable was this:

Xia Qingmeng’s high school life was not as smooth sailing as she had imagined. As the friend of the female lead Wen Li, she became a target.

The person targeting her was a girl named Chu Xi. Chu Xi’s family had some influence, so she acted quite arrogantly. No one dared to say much about it, at most they just kept their distance.

The reason for targeting Xia Qingmeng was incredibly childish: simply because Chu Xi also liked Su Yan, and she unilaterally believed that since she had set her sights on him, no one else was allowed to get close to him.

So when Chu Xi saw Wen Li and Su Yan getting along happily, jealousy and anger filled her whole heart. From this, a vicious plan was born.

Chu Xi initially intended to become friends with Wen Li and Xia Qingmeng. But because of her bad personality, making friends was destined to fail.

So Chu Xi began secretly spreading rumors that Xia Qingmeng also liked Su Yan. She went to great lengths to create various coincidences, hoping to use one blade to kill another. She wanted to destroy the relationship between Wen Li and Xia Qingmeng.

Wen Li had Su Yan’s protection, and the Chu family didn’t dare offend him. So after multiple failed attempts to ruin their relationship, Chu Xi began openly targeting Xia Qingmeng, who had no background.

Chu Xi caused an accident that harmed Xia Qingmeng’s grandmother. Then she found Xia Qingmeng and made it clear that she was willing to pay for the treatment but on the condition that Xia Qingmeng cooperate with her, frame Wen Li, and ruin Wen Li’s image in Su Yan’s eyes.

Of course, Xia Qingmeng refused. But her grandmother’s illness couldn’t afford to wait any longer. Besides, what connections could a poor high school student possibly have?

Chu Xi pressed harder and harder. Tormented and with no other choice, Xia Qingmeng eventually went along with the plan.

Thus, the relationship between Xia Qingmeng and Wen Li deteriorated sharply. Under Chu Xi’s various threats, bribes, and humiliations, Xia Qingmeng’s grades plummeted, and her mental state completely collapsed.

Chu Xi treated Xia Qingmeng as a cheap scapegoat and ordered her to do all the dirty work while she herself hid behind the scenes, shifting the blame.

To pay for her grandmother’s medical treatment, Xia Qingmeng endured each day as if it were a year. Her classmates also began gossiping about her. Xia Qingmeng’s already fragile heart couldn’t bear it. In the end, she was overwhelmed, left behind a suicide note and a letter of apology, and committed suicide by jumping off the building.

Xia Qingmeng’s ending was sad. If not for Chu Xi, no matter how difficult life was, she wouldn’t have ended up like this. Xia Qingmeng never actively sought trouble, yet trouble kept finding her.

She was an innocent fish caught in the crossfire. Any small misfortune that fell upon her became a mountain that was too heavy to breathe under. And unfortunately, Xia Qingmeng was eventually crushed.

But the true culprit roamed free, living just as carefree as before. It was only when Xia Qingmeng used her own blood to express her resolve, writing out her anger, helplessness, and struggle, that she managed to seek a little justice for herself.

After receiving the entire plot, Xu Xinghe felt a slight ache in his heart.

But now that he was here, none of this would happen again!

Fortunately, the plot hadn’t yet progressed to the point where Chu Xi threatened Xia Qingmeng. He would protect Xia Qingmeng well and let her live a happy life!

Ding ling ling—

The end of class arrived before they knew it.

The classroom and hallways, which had been quiet as mice, gradually began to stir.

“Xu Xinghe, come with me.”

The homeroom teacher pushed up her glasses and invited him for tea with a serious expression.

To maximize efficiency and ensure strict supervision and management, the teachers’ offices at No. 1 High School were generally located not far from the classrooms.

The homeroom teacher of Class 7 of Second Year was named Zhou Mei. She was also the math teacher for Class 7. She quickly found Xu Xinghe’s test paper from the stack in her hand and placed it in front of him. The glaring red score of 64 looked especially jarring.

“It’s already the second year of high school. Next semester you’ll be a third-year. How can you have no sense of urgency at all?”

Xu Xinghe put on an obedient and well-behaved appearance, standing meekly by the desk with his eyes lowered.

He was very tall, over 185 cm. Standing there obediently made Zhou Mei feel as if she were bullying him, which was embarrassing.

Zhou Mei didn’t really want to scold him. The main issue was that this young master’s family was indeed wealthy. He could go his whole life without learning anything and still never worry about food or clothing.

But as a teacher, she also couldn’t bear to watch a child with good conditions willingly degenerate. So she spoke loudly, “Xu Xinghe, the teacher knows your parents are rich. But the money they earn is hard-earned. It didn’t come from the wind. You’re not a child anymore. You should take responsibility for yourself and make plans, not just drift through life aimlessly. Do you hear me?”

Xu Xinghe nodded seriously and accepted the criticism with an open mind.

He was no longer the same Xu Xinghe as before, so naturally he could take it to heart.

In fact, he knew it himself. Although he was the favored youngest son of the Xu family, many people secretly mocked him as a spoiled brat, uneducated and unskilled, who could only rely on his family.

Now, he would definitely have to achieve something. For now, that would start with the simplest thing, his exam scores.

Zhou Mei wasn’t sure whether he really listened or not. But seeing that his attitude today was different from his usual nonchalant appearance, she felt he had more or less understood something, so she let him go. “Alright, you should head back now. Get ready for the next class.”

Xu Xinghe politely said goodbye, then closed the door and returned to the classroom.

Zhou Mei couldn’t help but glance at him twice more.

How strange.

This kid was being so obedient today? Before, every time she called him in, he was very impatient. Today, it was as if he had changed souls.

Xu Xinghe returned to the classroom.

Before he could even get comfortable in his seat, his deskmate Jiang Zhe came up to gossip. “What did Mei Chaofeng¹villainous character in Jin Yong’s wuxia novel The Legend of the Condor Heroes, often used in Chinese slang to describe a very strict, terrifying, or cold-hearted teacher say to you?”

Xu Xinghe was searching for his physics textbook and homework among the pile of new books stacked up like a pigsty, so he replied without raising his head, “What else could it be? Make me study hard and make progress every day.”

Jiang Zhe found it boring. He said “oh” and also began searching through his own pigsty.

Two pigsties, both as bad as the other, huddled together in the farthest corner of the classroom, looking like an abandoned garbage dump. The only thing was, the garbage in this garbage dump was all brand new.

When Class 7 was first divided, the seats were chosen by the students themselves. Although there had been some adjustments later, the changes were minimal. So Jiang Zhe and Xu Xinghe had occupied this corner for years, and the teachers couldn’t be bothered to do much about it.

By the time Xu Xinghe found his book, the class bell had already rung. The bald-headed physics teacher walked unhurriedly into the classroom, holding his textbook under one arm.

Even though they were in the second year of high school, the end of the semester was approaching. New lessons had long been finished. They had already begun reviewing. Today’s topic was about motion, things like speed and initial velocity.

Naturally, Xu Xinghe couldn’t possibly have notes, and his homework was completely blank.

But relying on the fact that he had just transmigrated, plus the support of the system, exams and such were no challenge at all. There was no need to start studying so early. So he just stared blankly at the blackboard.

He first opened the binding gift pack from System No. 0250.

[Congratulations on receiving: “Subject Mastery,” “Computer Mastery,” “Martial Arts Mastery,” and Beauty & Health Pills x5.]

Xu Xinghe couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

As expected of a perfect-level binding. The gifts covered both literary and martial arts, very comprehensive and practical.

After receiving the gift pack’s benefits, Xu Xinghe began to think about Xia Qingmeng’s situation.

If he didn’t want history to repeat itself, the best solution was, of course, to stay by Xia Qingmeng’s side at all times and protect her.

And most importantly, he had to protect Xia Qingmeng’s grandmother. He couldn’t let that madwoman Chu Xi harm an innocent elderly person.

But right now, he wasn’t very familiar with Xia Qingmeng. They had barely exchanged a few words. Suddenly following her around, wouldn’t that be very perverted?

He had to find a suitable reason to strike up a conversation.

For now, he did have one advantage: Xia Qingmeng sat right in front of him.

That’s right. As someone with a bit of low self-esteem, sensitive, stubborn, and unwilling to lose, but also somewhat people-pleasing, Xia Qingmeng wouldn’t choose to sit in the front row. That would make her feel unsafe. So she chose the back of the classroom. As it happened, she sat directly in front of Xu Xinghe.

Actually, when the classroom assignments were first made, Xia Qingmeng had originally wanted to sit in the very last row.

But no matter what, making a 168 cm girl sit behind a 187 cm boy was simply too much. So the original owner chose the last row and gave up the seat in front to Xia Qingmeng.

That seat change was one of the few conversations the original owner had with Xia Qingmeng.

After all, the original owner came from a wealthy family and had always been carefree. The two of them basically belonged to two completely different worlds, so naturally they didn’t talk much.

Xu Xinghe now rubbed his hair with a bit of a headache. He had never pursued a girl before. How should he start a conversation?