Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

In a blink of an eye, the midterm exams have been over for two days. All the test papers have been graded.

Shang Qing's legs have long been able to bounce around, so it's no longer a problem.

"What kind of love potion did you give Qingqing?" A familiar voice, sounding aggrieved and dissatisfied, came from the office.

Shang Qing, who was walking to the front of the office, happened to hear it.

What does that mean? What is Old Lady Su Yanhe doing? What kind of clown is she playing?

Shang Qing had known this old lady's personality all too well during their time together. She definitely had a childish temper, not a single bad intention, but simply loved to prank or deliberately annoy people.

But today, it's obvious that there is some sincerity.

"Old sister, how dare we feed Qingqing the love drug?" Fatty Yao hurried forward to coax her, and English teacher Chen Lin also smiled ingratiatingly, fearing that the old lady would be angry.

"You two are still saying no!" Su Yanhe looked at their bright smiles and became even angrier. She pointed at them and said in an even more aggrieved tone, "You didn't give them the drug?! Then why did Qingqing get 142 points in Chinese, 144 points in English, but only 108 points in math? Why?!"

Shang Qing couldn't help it and choked on his own saliva, almost falling to the ground.

She laughed until her cheeks flushed, but she couldn't help herself and ran away laughing. This was really an unreasonable little old lady. In that case, she wouldn't be stupid enough to go back into the office and get scolded.

Fathead Fish and Little Beauty, two good teachers, you have to bear the consequences.

Shang Qing, who ran far away, is now far away from trouble.

But Yao Pangpang and Chen Lin were so exhausted that they almost gasped. They wanted to laugh too. But they could see that Su Yanhe, the usually energetic old lady, was really aggrieved, so they could only patiently coax her.

Shang Qing, who was running in the corridor, looked really innocent. Her math skills used to be the lowest level with ten digits, but now it is very good. At least she has made progress after passing the test.

The incident originally had no real impact on Shang Qing's mood, but after Lai Lin's involvement, Shang Qing became angry and her emotions completely exploded.

"Shang Qing, is your IQ too low? It's so simple, and you can't even do it! Seriously, it looks like I have to take action again." Lai Lin glanced at the workbook Shang Qing pushed over and thought, "Is this problem really that difficult? What could he possibly do? Shang Qing can't do it." He could only sigh helplessly and picked up his pen, intending to explain the problem to Shang Qing.

He was always like this, and Shang Qing didn't feel anything. It was just a normal playful fight, and she would just talk back at him. At most, she would just hit him hard again.

But today's mood and state of mind are different.

She had seeds of self-blame and doubt in her heart. Even though she felt she was not affected, she still took it to heart.

Shang Qing felt a lump in her throat, unable to breathe out or out! She was so angry! Why did she want to strangle Lai Lin so badly?

Shang Qing admitted that his IQ was not high, but it was not too low either.

You actually said I have a low IQ? How could someone with a low IQ be ranked 215th in the midterm exam?

It has only been two months since school started, but she has made continuous progress. This time she has improved by more than 30 places.

She has made great progress in such a short time!

Humph! My brother always praises me as the best! He even gave me a 4-point BJD boy as a gift.

"Isn't it? These are the original types of questions that the teacher has taught. And you got them all wrong!" The more Lai Lin looked at Shang Qing, the more he felt that she was not paying attention, and his tone became a little harsher.

Shang Qing was completely furious: "You annoying bastard! I'm just stupid, so what?! What do you care?"

If I ask him any more questions, I'll be a dog! Shang Qing thought angrily and ran out of the classroom in frustration.

Shang Qing, who had originally been very satisfied with her subject, now hung her head even more. Alas, it was difficult for her, too.

She is doing quite well in liberal arts now. No matter how much she doesn't want to admit it, the reason why she didn't choose science is very clear: she just doesn't have enough brains.

But mathematics is a liberal arts subject that she has to learn, and she has tried her best.

Shang Qing, having improved her midterm exam by more than 30 places, was feeling a bit disappointed. The last thing she wanted was to see Teacher Su upset. Teacher Su had truly put a lot of effort into her. But math was truly difficult.

Ji Xun, who was leaning against the window and looking at the distance in a relaxed manner, happened to look over here and saw Shang Qing walking towards the tree-lined avenue with his head drooping and a listless look from afar.

He stood up suddenly, ran out of the classroom and rushed downstairs.

"Sister! Sister, wait for me!"

Shang Qing heard a familiar voice, turned around, and saw Ji Xun running towards him.

"Don't run, don't run. Your legs are just fine. Slow down!" Shang Qing hurried forward, stopped Ji Xun, and supported him.

"It's okay, I'm fine now." Ji Xun was now more worried about Shang Qing. She was such a happy-go-lucky person, but now her state was heartbreaking.

"Why are you running?/Why are you unhappy?" The two people spoke at the same time, and both paid attention to each other's condition at the first time.

"I'm not unhappy." Shang Qing denied it directly, smiled, and looked at Ji Xun, whose cheeks were a little red because of running.

"Sister, if you are unhappy, can't you tell Xiao Xun? Do you think Xiao Xun is useless?" Ji Xun had a pitiful expression as if he was wronged and hurt. Shang Qing couldn't stand this the most.

Shang Qing thought for a moment and replied, "Xiao Xun, no. Actually, I'm wondering if I'm really that stupid."

"Why do you say that, sister?"

"I really worked hard on math, but I only got 108 points this time."

Ji Xun had initially thought something bad had happened. After all, Shang Qing was usually a cheerful person, and even when faced with unpleasant things, she would cheerfully adjust to them. This was the first time Ji Xun had seen Shang Qing so depressed.

"Sister, don't underestimate yourself. Your scores in Chinese and English are so high, and your grades in other arts subjects have improved a lot too."

"But my math grades are not good. Teacher Su has high expectations of me."

Shang Qing's tone was less cheerful than usual. She desperately wanted to learn math well to repay Teacher Su. She loved Teacher Su very much, but she just couldn't get good at this subject. Deep down, she blamed herself.

From Ji Xun's angle, he could just see Shang Qing lowering her head, revealing her fair and delicate neck. Looking at her lost look, his heart sank.

"Sister, math and all science subjects have one thing in common: it's very difficult to go from having no knowledge to an excellent score. Getting to a passing grade isn't too difficult, but going from passing to excellent is very difficult. But to get even higher, that really can't be achieved in a short period of time. It requires a little bit of accumulation. That's why getting the highest score is the harder it is. This process is very difficult, and it won't change in a short period of time." Ji Xun explained patiently, ruffling her hair, and becoming even more gentle. "Sister, you've made such great progress in such a short time. You're really amazing."

"Xiao Xun, do you really think I'm great?"

Shang Qing's eyes were full of anticipation. She knew that she was suspected of deceiving herself, but when she heard Ji Xun say this, she was very happy.

Ji Xun didn't say anything else, but just held Shang Qing's cold little hand tightly, and nodded firmly with his eyes filled with stars.

Time seemed to stand still. The breeze ruffled Shang Qing's hair. Ji Xun stretched out his white fingers and gently moved it, not letting the hair block those intoxicating and delicate eyes. His voice intoxicated time: "Sister, you have me..."

As if feeling something was wrong, Ji Xun added a few words: "I'm good at math, and my sister has me..."

Lai Lin, who had caught up with him belatedly, saw this beautiful scene from afar:

A boy and girl in school uniforms stood facing each other. The girl with a delicate face tilted her head back, creating a beautiful curve, her neat ponytail drooping, her starry eyes fixed on the boy before her. The boy lowered his head, focused on the girl, his cold, pale face filled with a warm, doting smile.