90s: You are all reborn, who will spoil you?

Xie Yan slowly lowered her head and fell into deep thought. Her long eyelashes fluttered gently, casting a faint shadow.

She folded her hands lightly on the desk. Beneath her seemingly calm exterior, an inexplicable force seemed to be gathering around her, forming an imperceptible pressure.

This is really enough. How could I have endured this endless school violence in my previous life?

Xie Yan sighed. She had to find the source. The atmosphere was subtly changing, and even the air was filled with a subtle sense of tension.

Seeing that Xie Yan didn't say anything, the other party didn't give up and asked the classmate next to him provocatively: "Did you see that I knocked it off?"

"No, I didn't see it."

Yang Shuang smiled, then turned and asked the timid-looking little girl behind her, "Zhang Yuan, did you see who knocked Xie Yan's book down?"

The girl shook her head and didn't dare to speak, for fear that Yang Shuang would cause trouble for her.

Xie Yan glanced at Yang Shuang. Yes, that was the one who knocked her book over.

She laughed. It was true that like parents, like children.

Yang Shuang is the daughter of the director of a steel plant. This school is basically filled with children from the plant, and no one gives way to Yang Shuang.

But she is different, her parents don't work in the steel plant.

She still said coldly: "Pick up the book and pen."

Yang Shuang laughed when she heard that, and stepped on the math book on the ground. "You usually act so weak and effeminate, but why are you going crazy now? Don't blame others for hating you if you did something disgusting!"

A hint of anger rose in Xie Yan's calm eyes. She stood up suddenly, pushed Yang Shuang away, and picked up the book from the ground.

"What qualifications do you have to step on my book?" She patted the footprints on the cover and looked at Yang Shuang coldly.

Yang Shuang was startled by Xie Yan's sudden counterattack. She staggered a few steps before she could stand firm. The mockery on her face was instantly replaced by anger.

"You dare to push me? Do you know who I am?!" She raised her voice, and the students around her began to look sideways. The attention of the entire classroom was attracted by this sudden dispute.

Xie Yan didn't back down. She looked directly into Yang Shuang's eyes and said firmly, "No matter who you are, I won't allow anyone to trample on my books."

She hugged the book tightly to her chest. The pressure that surrounded her before seemed to be even stronger, and even the air became heavy.

"Alright, you've got guts!" Yang Shuang gritted her teeth. The air around her seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder. She looked around, searching for supporters. "Look, this is how she usually pretends to be. Today, she finally showed her true colors!"

Xie Yan put the book on her desk, pointed at the pen on the ground and continued, "I'll give you one more chance, pick it up."

Yang Shuang seemed to have a fuse lit, and she laughed in anger. She took a step forward, almost touching Xie Yan's nose, and her voice was sharp and full of provocation: "Who do you think you are, how dare you talk to me like this? I won't pick it up today, what can you do to me?" As she spoke, she deliberately used her toes to gently flick the pen on the ground, and each move seemed to step on the limit of Xie Yan's patience.

An imperceptible spark flashed in Xie Yan's eyes. She took a deep breath, as if trying to calm herself down.

Suddenly, Xie Yan thought of something.

She silently picked up the pen and glanced at Yang Shuang.

"I don't care about dying people."

Yang Shuang didn't understand what Xie Yan was saying, but she felt it was particularly harsh, as if something sharp had pierced her vitals. Her face instantly turned ashen, and her eyes flashed with disbelief and anger.

"What did you say? Say it again if you have the guts!" Yang Shuang's voice trembled, like an enraged beast, ready to launch a final attack.

Xie Yan seemed to be tired of this boring argument. She shook her head gently, put the pen into her pencil case, and sat back in her seat.

Her movements were graceful and calm, and everything that had just happened seemed like an insignificant farce.

"I said, I won't bother with a dying person." Xie Yan repeated it again. This time, her voice was clear and firm. Every word was like a hammer, hitting Yang Shuang's heart heavily.

Yang Shuang rushed forward, grabbed Xie Yan's shoulders, and shook her body, trying to get her to give an answer.

"Say something! What gives you the right to say that? Do you know something?" Yang Shuang's voice had become hysterical and she had lost her mind.

Xie Yan finally raised her head, her eyes full of sympathy and pity.

Gently pushing Yang Shuang's hand away, Xie Yan just lowered her head silently and continued to look at her textbook.

In her previous life, she and Yang Shuang were elementary school classmates, but she never saw Yang Shuang again after the third grade.

It is now the second semester of grade 2 and grade 3 is coming soon.

She was once curious about why Yang Shuang suddenly disappeared. It was a long time later that she heard Lin Luping say that Director Yang took Yang Shuang out for a walk and met a beggar begging.

But these two guys were not good people. Not only did they not give money, they also spoke ill of him. The beggar could not bear the humiliation, so he took out a fruit knife and stabbed Director Yang dozens of times. His daughter Yang Shuang also had her neck cut.

After everyone left, a plump little girl came over angrily and patted Xie Yan on the shoulder: "Why did you mess with her? She's the factory director's daughter. Aren't you just asking for trouble?"

Xie Yan didn't say anything, but the little fat girl started talking to herself: "People like us can't afford to cause trouble. Aren't you usually very patient? What's wrong today? Are you in a bad mood?"

She smiled. She didn't remember being familiar with the fat girl, but she was one of the few people who didn't help others bully her.

"Why are you so afraid of her?"

The chubby girl paused, her eyes filled with surprise, as if she couldn't believe Xie Yan would say such a thing.

"Why? Because of her dad?!"

"And then? Do your parents work in the factory?"

The little fat girl paused and realized that Xie Yan was right. Her parents were workers at Shawan Coal Mine, not workers at a steel plant. Even if it would affect her parents, it would not affect her parents.

She stammered, "But, most of this school belongs to their steel mill, we..."

Xie Yan chuckled disdainfully, her eyes revealing a maturity and indifference beyond her years. "Classmates, we shouldn't be intimidated by others because of their identities or backgrounds. In this world, everyone should have their own dignity and position."

The chubby girl was stunned by Xie Yan's words. She stood there in a daze, as if she had never seriously thought about this issue.

She has always gone with the flow, fearing that she would offend powerful classmates and be affected by them.

"But...but I'm afraid they will retaliate against me." The little fat girl's voice trembled a little, and it was obvious that the fear in her heart was not so easy to dissipate.

Xie Yan gently patted the back of the chubby girl's hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid. As long as we behave properly and don't cause trouble, we won't be afraid of it either. If they really want to retaliate, then we will retaliate back. Remember, we are equal, and no one can trample on our dignity at will."

The chubby girl looked at Xie Yan's determined eyes, and a courage she had never felt before surged in her heart.

She nodded. Although she was still a little scared, she was moved by what Xie Yan said and was no longer in blind fear.