After rebirth, I gave up Bai Yueguang

The class beauty was racing with thoughts about how to get off the stage, how to escape this awkward situation. In the distance, she heard the sound of footsteps running towards her. She looked over to see her attendant and two teachers running towards her. A surge of pride immediately rose in her heart. She knew that if the teachers arrived and knew it was Su Jing and she who had caused the quarrel, Su Jing would be punished by the school. From childhood to adulthood, every conflict she had encountered at school had always ended in her favor.

"What's going on? What's going on?" The teacher from the security department started shouting before he even arrived.

As soon as the teacher finished speaking, the class beauty burst into tears: "Teacher, Su Jing hit me. She hit me for no reason. Many people saw it."

Su Jing sneered and said nothing.

This is the White Lotus, right? Girls who act like spoiled brats have the best fate. She thought to herself, if she were still the same person she was in her previous life, even if she didn't get bullied this time, her family would still get her a serious demerit at school. But now, after all, she has the life experience and brains of a forty-year-old in her head, so how could she let her control her so easily?

"What's wrong with you? How can you just hit someone like that?" The teacher from the security department stopped in front of Su Jing, breathing slightly, with a serious expression.

"Teacher, have you called the police?" Su Jing did not answer the teacher's question, but asked instead.

When the teacher asked her this, she was stunned for a moment and said, "Call the police? If you call the police, you will have a criminal record for assaulting someone." The teacher's words were a bit exaggerated, deliberately trying to scare her.

"It's okay. I'm not afraid to admit it. You should call the police." Su Jing said calmly, "Otherwise, this classmate will ask her father to come look for you when she gets home."

Her words made the teacher feel very uncomfortable and speechless for a moment. The teacher was organizing his words when the class beauty's follower spoke up, "Teacher, she came out and hit Xu Meijuan without saying anything, and then she said Xu Meijuan threw something at her."

Seeing that her follower was so understanding, the class beauty smiled at her and said, "Yes, the three of us were chatting here, and she came out and hit me. I don't know why." Then she continued to cry.

The teacher turned to look at Su Jing, stared at her seriously for a few seconds and said, "Is this true?"

"Yes, I hit her as soon as I came out of the classroom." Su Jing said calmly without any expression. But in the eyes of the teacher and the class beauty, her expression was provocative.

"Then you..." Su Jing interrupted the teacher before he finished asking.

"I'm going to call the police." Su Jing said.

The teacher was even more confused. This was the first time he had seen someone hit someone and then asked the victim to call the police.

"The popsicle that hit me is still on the table. It should have melted, but current technology can check whose saliva is in that popsicle." Su Jing stopped, looked at the three people sharply, and then continued, "And," she raised her right hand, holding a paper bag, "this is the popsicle stick, there are fingerprints on it." She said coldly, scanned the three people again, and stared at the teacher.

Not only were the three troublemakers stunned, but even the two teachers were taken aback. The students watching nearby were even more astonished; no one had expected her to speak so professionally.

Su Jing wasn't sure what the current state of criminal investigation technology was, or whether the police would resort to fingerprinting for such a minor matter. Anyway, there were plots like that in novels. She was just bullying him because he was only seventeen and had no social experience.

Sure enough, the teacher was also intimidated by her. After they found out who the class beauty was, they wanted to keep the situation quiet. But now, Su Jing insisted on calling the police. If the test showed that it was the class beauty's saliva, or if the fingerprints of one of the three girls were true, it would prove that they were the first to engage in school violence, and Su Jing was just resisting. The other two would be easy to deal with, but if the class beauty really had a record, a demerit or something, her father...

The teacher and the class beauty fell silent. Su Jing's calmness and clear counterattack caught them off guard. Tears were still welling up in the class beauty's eyes, but her sobs had stopped abruptly. She hadn't expected Su Jing to be so tough, and seemed so well prepared that her mind had completely lost its ability to think.

"You...what do you mean? Demonstrating to the school?" The teacher from the security department was very unhappy with Su Jing's attitude, but he had nothing to say in the face of Su Jing's logic.

Su Jing shook her head, her voice calm and firm: "No, I'm just defending my rights. If I really hit someone for no reason, then I'm willing to bear the consequences. But if someone attacked me first, then I also have the right to defend myself."

The class beauty's followers looked at each other in bewilderment. They hadn't expected Su Jing to be so difficult. They had originally thought that Su Jing, a bookworm who only knew how to study, wouldn't have the guts to argue with them after the class beauty's sobbing and their testimony, but now the situation seemed to be completely reversed.

"Teacher, we...we didn't mean to attack her, it's just...it's just that she suddenly..." One of the followers stammered, trying to explain.

"Just what? Just that the ice cream suddenly started flying and flew into my classroom and hit me in the face? Just that I suddenly had a dream and hit you?" Su Jing sneered and shifted her gaze to the teacher's face. "Teacher, do you believe it?"

Seeing the teachers remain silent, the students who were in Su Jing's class emboldened themselves and whispered, "Teacher, Su Jing only does homework in class all day and never talks to us. She never goes out to play after class. She was just taking a nap at her desk. It's impossible for her to provoke Xu Meijuan. We can all prove it."

"Yes, yes, we can all prove it." Several classmates said at the same time: "And we also heard the sound of something hitting the table just now, and then Su Jing walked out of the classroom."

At this time, another teacher spoke up: "Su Jing, calm down first. Let's go to the office and talk things out." Su Jing nodded. She didn't want to have any big conflict with the class beauty. She just wanted her not to cause trouble for herself again and delay her time for doing homework.

From the second day onwards, rumors began to spread in the school about Su Jing being some big sister. Later, it was even said that she was once a school bully. Later, because the school hunk Jiang entered No. 9 Middle School, she followed him. She changed her ways and studied hard just to attract the school hunk's attention, and so on.

Su Jing only heard the full rumor months later, and she burst out laughing. When did it become her following in the footsteps of Jiang Xiaochu again? This time, he was the one who chased her to No. 9 Middle School, okay?

On the afternoon of the day this happened, Lao Zhang, Su Jing's homeroom teacher, heard about it and arrived at the classroom as soon as he started work. The homeroom teacher really treasured having such a hardworking student.

"It's really okay, don't worry." Su Jing replied with a smile. Although she felt warmed by such concern, she was also a little overwhelmed.

In her memory, whether in her past life or this life, her parents only thought of her when they needed her help. As for her academic performance, her mood, or even her living conditions, they never really asked about her. Even after she moved out for more than two months, her family never asked where she lived.

Those who have never been loved will never learn how to respond to love. Su Jing understood this in her heart, but she was also trying to adapt to this kind of care. Lao Zhang's care made her feel valued and needed, which was a new and precious feeling for her.

"Su Jing, I know you're strong, but you also need to know that sometimes showing your vulnerability to others isn't a weakness," Lao Zhang said earnestly. "You don't have to bear it all alone."

Su Jing fell silent, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. She knew that what Lao Zhang said was right, but she was still in her forties, and it was difficult for her to respond to Lao Zhang with the mentality and behavior of a teenager.

Old Zhang didn't know what she was thinking, and thought that what he said had effectively comforted her, so he patted her shoulder gently: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I heard that you have been studying painting outside, and do you want to apply to the Central Academy of Fine Arts in the future?" Old Zhang's eyes flashed with anticipation.

"Do you want to show yourself?"

Su Jing raised her head, questioning in her eyes: "Show what?"

"You, I heard from your English teacher that you are very good at English, especially your spoken English?" Lao Zhang's eyes showed: Say yes quickly.

"Hmm?" Su Jing waited for his next words.

"Do you want to try out for the provincial painting and English speaking competitions?" Old Zhang's eyes gleamed with anticipation. Last semester, a classmate in his second year of high school won a city award, and he'd mentioned it several times in class. Each time, his tone was filled with envy for that classmate's homeroom teacher.

"This is not only a stage to showcase your talents, but also a good opportunity to hone yourself." Lao Zhang began to persuade her. Su Jing felt a little warm in her heart and wanted to smile.

She felt warm because she knew it was Lao Zhang's trust and encouragement. She wanted to laugh because, as a 40-year-old, facing such a teacher, she found herself quite amusing.

"Well, if you participate, first of all, it will help you to improve your mentality, right? Secondly, if, I mean if, if you win an award, it will add up to a good experience in your file. In the future, it will be helpful when you apply to schools or scholarships." Lao Zhang sincerely waited for her to give him a positive answer.

Facing such an expectant face, Su Jing felt that if she said no, he would obviously cry under the quilt when he returned home at night.

She took a deep breath, nodded, and said to Lao Zhang with a smile, "Okay, I'll listen to you and earn some medals for you." Lao Zhang was satisfied, and couldn't suppress the upward smile at the corners of his mouth: "Oh yeah, Su Jing. You will definitely do your best. Just let me know if you need any help."

After Lao Zhang left, Su Jing saw from the window that Lao Zhang was clenching his fists and making a "come on" gesture. Even from his back, it was obvious that he was happy.

This cute old kid!

A feeling of happiness, of being trusted and recognized, suddenly flooded Su Jing's heart. So this is the meaning of hard work.