A streak of blood appeared beneath the nostril, shattering the harmonious scene and adding a touch of fragmented beauty.
Su Qianqian really wanted to laugh.
"Is Jiang alright? Quick... quick, get some tissues to wipe her off, pfft..."
Su Qianqian hurriedly searched for tissues in her schoolbag, her oval face turning into a round face as she tried to suppress her laughter.
Her cheeks were filled with the air that hadn't been released from her smile.
"Jiang, I didn't mean to laugh, I really..."
At that moment, Jiang Cuo realized the slippery feeling next to his philtrum. He subconsciously reached out his finger and touched it, seeing bright red bloodstains on his fingertip.
Looking up, I saw Su Qianqian smiling like an inflated catfish, and I felt both annoyed and adorable.
Just as Su Qianqian rummaged through her schoolbag and finally found a tissue to wipe the blood from Jiang Cuo's nose, Jiang Cuo suddenly reached out and pinched Su Qianqian's chubby cheeks.
"Jiang Cuo, what are you doing? Let go!"
Su Qianqian's fair face was pinched, and she could barely speak.
As if in retaliation, Su Qianqian stopped gently wiping away the bloodstains and instead crumpled a tissue into a small ball and tried to stuff it into Jiang Cuo's nostrils, childishly trying to make them bigger.
[Waste System: Congratulations, host. Your integration with this system's world has increased by one. The current integration level is 62%.]
Upon hearing that this action would increase the integration of the system world, Su Qianqian stuffed Jiang Cuo's nostrils even more vigorously.
After delivering the homework, the three class representatives were still discussing the girl who had been distorting the truth, only to be exposed and refuted on the spot.
All three of them were staunch supporters of the Soviet faction.
When someone forgot to bring toilet paper to the restroom, Su Qianqian generously shared the paper with her, which moved her deeply.
One was when Su Qianqian lost her change on the bus home from school, and she was touched when the housekeeper gave her the change.
The other one is Jiang Cuo's deskmate, the person in the whole school who is most perceptive about forming couples.
"That girl seems to have framed Su Qianqian before, right?"
"Yes, yes, if Su Qianqian hadn't been smart enough to know that there are surveillance cameras in our classroom, we would still be in a difficult situation."
"How can this girl be so malicious? I remember last time she was caught, she refused to admit it and said that everyone was bullying her because her family was poor. I just laughed. How many people in our class are from well-off families? Didn't they all get in through their own hard work? She did something wrong, so why is she trying to twist the truth? It's disgusting."
Jiang Cuo pushed up his black-rimmed glasses. "Alright, stop talking. Be careful she's hiding in that corner eavesdropping. Don't let those kinds of people catch you red-handed, or they'll bite you back, and that will hurt."
The three of them were gossiping in hushed tones as they walked. Jiang Cuo glanced up and saw Jiang Cuo and Su Qianqian engaging in intimate acts in a corner. He immediately pulled the two people next to him aside and hid, secretly peeking out half of his head to watch.
There was absolutely no ambiguity between Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo at this moment. Jiang Cuo was pinching Su Qianqian's face hard, making her face look like a round pancake.
Su Qianqian stuffed Jiang Cuo's nostrils with crumpled paper, making them appear 1.5 times larger, which made both of them look rather unattractive.
However, from the perspective of the three class representatives, all they could see was the back of Jiang Cuo's head and half of Su Qianqian's slightly turned forehead, perfectly blocking the two people's hands from fighting.
From their perspective, it seemed as if the two were passionately kissing, so engrossed in their kiss that they were almost fierce.
The three of them worked together in perfect unison, one head on top of the other, half-squatting, and none of them complained of sore legs.
Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo waited until Su Qianqian's face was red from being pinched and the blood in Jiang Cuo's left nostril was completely blocked before they left.
The three Su-style men behind them were kowtowing with their faces flushed red, each covering their mouths and trying hard to suppress their maternal laughter.
The three of them exchanged glances, each understanding the meaning conveyed in the other's eyes.
Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo are definitely in a secret relationship!
Moreover, judging from what happened just now, it was clearly Su Qianqian who took the initiative.
Because Su Qianqian was standing on her tiptoes!
Is this the power of a small body with a big impact? Is this Su Qianqian's domineering CEO-style kiss?
When Su Qianqian returned to the classroom, she noticed that several of the students who came in from the classroom door had extremely strange expressions and eyes, staring at her while laughing.
Su Qianqian's reddened cheeks were interpreted by the three as a blush of shyness, while Jiang Cuo's reddened philtrum, rubbed with a tissue, was interpreted by the three as a mark left from an overly vigorous kiss.
One was fine, but then two or three more, and Su Qianqian felt a chill run down her spine from those strange classmates who were staring at her and laughing at her.
Her current expression is like that of a panda with its hands outstretched and a head full of question marks.
One minute before class started, the homeroom teacher walked in with the textbook, stood in front of the lectern, glanced at Su Qianqian and the upright Jiang Cuo, coughed, and seemed a little embarrassed to speak.
"Students, please pay attention to school discipline and avoid doing anything too attention-grabbing. I understand you are young and impetuous, but right now you should focus on your studies. Ahem... Okay, class is in session."
The homeroom teacher's eyes were clearly looking at her and Jiang Cuo.
But what happened to them?
This strange atmosphere of being stared at lasted until the end of the second period.
After the second period, it's time for recess exercises, where we do gymnastics.
But just as class ended, the homeroom teacher returned to the classroom.
"We're not doing gymnastics during this break. The school is recognizing and rewarding the top ten students on the monthly exam list. No one is allowed to be absent. Nine of the top ten this time are from our class. In the past, all ten would have been from our class. However, one student hasn't been focusing on his studies lately, which has caused his grades to drop. I won't name names, but you should know who it is."
After the homeroom teacher finished speaking, everyone started whispering and turned their attention to the girl who had previously framed Su Qianqian.
At that moment, the girl pretended to be unwell, lying on the table and burying her face in her arms.
This morning, I saw the girl secretly tattling to the teacher. The two class representatives were talking to their deskmate about what they had heard that morning.
"No way, she's actually this kind of person. She usually seems to have a good temper and doesn't talk much. She's a good student, but I never expected her to be so mean. I'll have to avoid her in the future."
"That's for sure..."
Upon hearing the teacher's words, the girl instantly felt she couldn't stay any longer, got up and left the classroom. As she passed the two whispering students, the class representative immediately nudged her deskmate with her elbow and gestured with her chin, and the deskmate immediately fell silent.
Su Qianqian stood on the large platform during the morning exercise and was praised by the principal through a loudspeaker.
She had seen this kind of scene many times in her original world, so she didn't show much surprise on her face, but remained calm and composed.
Su Qianqian's reaction delighted many of her supporters.
Seeing Su Qianqian's smug and triumphant appearance on the podium, the girl suddenly felt a surge of hatred.
"What are you pretending for? It's just plagiarism, isn't it? Money really can make the devil turn the millstone. What a lousy school, full of hypocrites."
The girl muttered to herself, but right next to her stood a fanatical Su Shi fan.
Moreover, he was the class representative's deskmate and already knew what this girl had done this morning.
"The teachers have already proven Su Qianqian's innocence, so why are you still spewing smears? You're the one who cheated, aren't you? Before the school installed surveillance cameras, you were always tenth in the grade, but now that they've installed them, you've dropped to over three hundredth on the list. If you keep talking nonsense, believe me, I'll have the school reinvestigate your previous exam papers and get all the scholarships you received back."
The student who tried to argue was stopped by the other students.
They kept saying things like, "Don't bother with her."
The girl felt as if an invisible barrier had formed between her and her classmates; they were all pointing fingers at her, and no one was on her side.
She felt extremely wronged, as she felt that everyone was on Su Qianqian's side.
If it weren't for Su Qianqian, she wouldn't have done so poorly on the exam.
If Su Qianqian hadn't pointed things out to everyone and made them blame her, how could she have been isolated and had her studies affected? If Su Qianqian hadn't insisted on getting second place in the whole school, making her suspicious, how could she have become so disliked?
Students ranked first to tenth in their grade will take turns sharing their learning experiences and encouraging other students to learn together.
After Su Qianqian finished speaking those words that she already knew by heart, she stepped down from the podium, where her classmates were waiting for her.
The girl bit her lip, not wanting to be isolated any longer, and squeezed in to apologize to Su Qianqian.
But Su Qianqian was surrounded by people, so she couldn't hear what she was saying at all, and then Jiang Cuo grabbed her and took her away.
The girl was pushed and shoved by her classmates, and she suddenly sat down on the ground. A feeling of grievance welled up in her heart, and tears streamed down her face.
Those classmates who had heard her speak ill of them only gave her a cold glance, rolled their eyes, and turned away.
"She's such a grown woman, if she accidentally falls, does she really need someone to help her up? Look at the way she acts like she's being bullied."
The girl did not reflect on her own mistakes at all, but only blamed Su Qianqian.
Even though Su Qianqian saw her approach, she didn't take the initiative to listen to her apology.
The girl's mind gradually became twisted.
Back in the classroom, I didn't listen to the lessons all day. Instead, I stared at my notebook, thinking about the 3,000-word self-criticism the teacher had asked me to write.
She waited until school was over, but she hadn't written a single word, and returned home dejectedly.
"Daughter's back! How did your monthly exam go? I heard from other parents that the results are out, how come you didn't know? What's your ranking this time? Did you get another scholarship? Your brother wants a new phone, can you lend me the money first? I'll pay you back when I get my salary."
Mom also heard that a girl named Su Qianqian, the daughter of the city's richest man, transferred to your class. She's incredibly wealthy. How's your relationship with her? Try to build a good relationship with her; maybe it'll bring some benefits to our family. Have the grades come out today?
The girl stammered and didn't dare to speak.
"I didn't come down, I don't know, and no one told me."
"How could that be? I heard from other parents that the results were already out, they found out yesterday. I asked them about your results, but they were too embarrassed to tell me. Tell me the truth, did you do poorly on the exam? Or do you just not want to give up your scholarship money? Mom already told you, it was borrowed, and I'll pay you back when I get my salary."
The girl watched her mother busy in the kitchen, not even looking up at her. Although she wanted to voice her grievances, her mother kept talking about scholarships and grades, and she immediately lost the will to speak.
"I said I didn't come down, and I didn't come down."
Just then, a phone rang.
The girl remembered that her homeroom teacher was going to call her parents the next day, and she immediately became alert. She took a step ahead, picked up the phone, and saw that the caller ID was indeed her homeroom teacher.
"What are you grabbing, kid? Let me see whose phone it is."
"I……"
"It was your homeroom teacher who called you. Could it be that they forgot to give you your scholarship and this is to make up for it?"
The moment the scholarship was mentioned, the girl's mother's eyes lit up, and she snatched the phone and answered it.
"Hello, teacher. My daughter says her monthly exam results haven't come out yet. What's going on? And she hasn't brought home her scholarship either. Did the school forget to give it to her? My child isn't very good with smartphones..."
But what the teacher said made the girl's mother's face turn cold instantly.
"Oh, okay, teacher. I'll make time to visit you tomorrow morning."
After hanging up the phone, the girl's mother's face was beyond terrible; it was completely black.
He raised his hand and slapped the girl on the lips.