Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 266 Street Angry Youth (2)

It was clear she was getting no reply, because Shen Yun hadn't made up any excuses to ask her; she was genuinely hungry.

Instead of going home for dinner after school, he insisted on going to a fight.

This group of people really does have a slightly different way of thinking.

Why be so polite?
Let's just start fighting.

Do we have to bow, salute, and greet each other before we fight?

The original owner's father died early, and she was raised by her mother alone.

Life was ordinary, but very happy.

As soon as he opened the door, Shen Yun smelled the aroma of food.

When Wen's mother saw her flick the chopsticks so hard they flew up, she was so frightened that her eyes widened.

"Rongrong, are you alright?"

Shen Yun kept eating with her chopsticks, stuffing food into her mouth. "It's nothing, it's just that I used up a lot of energy in PE class today, so I'm very hungry."

Wen's mother breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, "It's good that you're alright, but I'm happy to see you eat so much."

"By the way, what dishes are you bringing for tomorrow's lunchbox?"

Shen Yun then remembered that the original owner of this body had always eaten in the cafeteria. Although her family wasn't that wealthy, they weren't so poor that they couldn't afford to eat.

On the contrary, the cost of bringing your own lunch is higher than the cost of eating in the cafeteria.

Ever since the original owner of this body met Shen You, Shen You often acted as if she couldn't afford to eat in front of her.

Seeing that she was pitiful, the original owner deliberately brought her a boxed lunch.

It also contained two portions of food.

"I won't bring them anymore." To prevent Wen's mother from overthinking, Shen Yun added, "The weather is getting warmer, and it's inconvenient to bring boxed lunches."

Wen's mother nodded, "That's right, I'll make you something delicious to eat when you get back tonight to help you recover."

After finishing his meal, Shen Yun obediently took his homework and went back to his room.

She was almost furious when she opened the bag.

There were actually two assignments inside.

Without a doubt, the other assignment was Shen You's.

Want her to do your homework? Dream on!
She herself didn't want to do it.

Shen Yun snorted coldly. In this world, no one can take advantage of her, not even the dead.

The next morning, after finishing a bowl of millet porridge, Shen Yun patted his belly, held an egg in his hand, and then went out very briskly.

As the only student in the school to receive a scholarship of 100,000, the original owner was undoubtedly the hope of all the teachers.

It's not that schools don't care about academic rankings, it's just that they have no way of doing so.

Shen Yun sat down in his seat and calmly opened his schoolbag.

Then hand over all the blank assignments.

"You might have put your homework in the wrong place yesterday, Shen You. I found it in my bag when I got home."

Shen Yun's voice wasn't loud, so the people in the noisy classroom didn't notice what was happening.

Shen You took it with trembling hands, forcing a smile, "Arong, didn't you say you'd help me write it?"

Any normal person would accept it with a blank expression at this moment.

Clearly, she is not a normal person.

"Then you must have misheard. Ask other people, who would be willing to do someone else's homework?"

Shen You slammed her homework on the table and shouted, "Time really reveals all! Some people are just ungrateful."

The classroom fell silent instantly.

You can talk nonsense anytime, but you can't always enjoy a good show.

Shen Yun picked up his glasses and put them on, instantly transforming the pixelated world into high definition.

Oh ho! The bruise around Shen You's eye must be from yesterday's fight.

Tsk, didn't we agree to tell the teacher?
Shen Yun rolled his eyes and raised his voice.

"Shen You, what happened to the injury on your face? Did you get it last night? But didn't you tell me you were going to tell the teacher? Didn't the teacher do anything about it?"

This series of four questions instantly brought Shen You's brain to a standstill.

Of course, Shen Yun didn't think her brain stopped working because she was thinking.

The root cause is simply that he's not smart.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been brought in under the pretense of being a poor student.

The girls sitting at the very back were the ones she fought with last night.

It should be a one-sided brawl.

However, Shen Yun did not think this behavior was wrong at first.

After all, if Shen You hadn't been so sharp-tongued and spoken ill of others first, they wouldn't have bothered her.

What else is this but what I should be doing?
When Shen Yun put on his glasses and saw that Shen You's face was flushed and her eyes were blazing, he thought she would argue her point.

Although she had no reason.

However, to Shen Yun's surprise, Shen You stood up, faced the crowd, and angrily said, "I will never submit to you."

Shen Yun swallowed hard and struggled to plug his ears.

Really, it's not that she disrespects people.

It's not that hearing these words makes me uncomfortable.

The crowd's expressions were initially blank, then they looked at her as if she were crazy.

That look made Shen Yun breathe a sigh of relief for the time being.

As long as it's not a group of people who are all abnormal, then it's easy to handle.

Feeling embarrassed by the stares, Shen You stomped her foot on the ground and ran out of the classroom.

She didn't return until the teacher came back to teach.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Shen Yun found out what kind of trouble this guy had gotten into.

Standing in the office, Shen Yun's gaze fell directly on the head of the homeroom teacher, Ms. Zhu.

To be precise, it should be the hair color.

This dazzling and unique gold color, when blown by the wind, is simply the embodiment of the Golden Lion King.

Teacher Zhu pushed up her glasses, looking hesitant. "Wenrong, I know you're a good student, but being a good person isn't just about academics; you also need to be good at moral character."

Shen Yun's lips froze. What on earth had happened? Was she of bad character?

No way!
Shen Yun began to reminisce, but after a while, she still couldn't find any instances where the original owner of the body had poor morals.

"Teacher, can I ask what I did?" She was more wronged than Dou E.

Snow in June!
Teacher Zhu frowned, but didn't raise her voice, "I know that in order to fit in with the other students, you will inevitably have to do things you don't want to do in order to please them."

"But even if this wasn't your intention, you shouldn't have done it."

Shen Yun scratched his head in confusion, not knowing exactly what she had done.

“Shen You is a good girl, you can’t hurt her for your own sake.”

Shen Yun hesitated for a few seconds. Was this a complaint?
Damn it, he got challenged to a fight but didn't complain.

She told the truth and then complained!
"Teacher Zhu, I don't know what Shen You said to you, but I really didn't bully her."

As he spoke, Shen Yun lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"Hey, don't cry. I'm just asking. If you didn't do it, I won't wrong you," Teacher Zhu said quickly.

Shen Yun raised her head, her eyes slightly red, biting her lip as if trying hard to hold back tears.

He stood there properly, clearly a model student.

(End of this chapter)