After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

Fang Bixian felt pathetic. It had been almost two months, and Qiao Hua still associated "purity" with Qin Zhixin. He was completely blind and hopeless.

Qiao Hua was about to argue when he saw Qin Zhixin being pulled out of the store by Yang Qichao.

From a distance, Yang Qichao's movements seemed somewhat crude. With his height and long legs, two strides from him were equivalent to three strides from Qin Zhixin. She stumbled under Yang Qichao's pull, looking a bit disheveled from behind. The violently shaking headlights danced restlessly, their bulges drawing the eye.

Seeing his goddess being bullied, Qiao Hua blushed instantly.

He wanted to rush up and fight with Yang Qichao fiercely, and show off his masculinity in front of Qin Zhixin, but when he saw Yang Qichao's exposed strong arms, he backed off.

A guy as fat as him would probably be knocked down with just one punch. But it doesn't matter, he has help!

"Brothers, look, Sister Qin from our class is being bullied by the students from Class 4. Go and help her."

Qiao Hua tried to gather the three people around him and headed up, then headed in Yang Qichao's direction. Zhou Dahong was about to follow Qiao Hua when he noticed Fang Bixian and Ma Lisheng hadn't moved, so he stopped. Qiao Hua turned around and saw no one was following him. He felt a surge of embarrassment and turned away dejectedly. His face flushed red, and his pimples had taken on a strange, translucent quality from the congestion.

His face was red and white, and he walked quickly to the front of the group and spoke. "Why don't you come together? Are you just going to watch Sister Qin get bullied? She always gives us snacks."

"I'm not bullying you. What does that couple's flirting have to do with us?"

Zhou Dahong felt that he had been a bit disloyal just now, and his face turned red, but he still had to keep his word.

"That's right, Huazi. If you're capable, you can drag your Xinxin along too. Who in our grade doesn't know about those two? They always walk home together after school. Do you know how valuable childhood sweethearts are?"

"I'm so stupid, Dahong, have you betrayed me? Have you cursed that bastard from Class 4 enough in private?"

Zhou Dahong was unmoved by Qiao Hua's accusations. He touched his head and began to eat the sausage like Qiao Hua had just done.

Fang Bixian couldn't stand Qiao Hua's foolishness any longer. "Qiao Hua, why don't you look back? They're really just flirting. Even if you want to get involved in their relationship, you should consider whether you're worthy enough."

Qiao Hua turned around hesitantly and saw Qin Zhixin talking to the boy from Class 4. The boy stopped and Qin Zhixin hurriedly handed him the drink in her hand.

He found this scene particularly annoying.

Qiao Hua knew that he was probably just a familiar stranger to Qin Zhixin, but when he saw the goddess caring about a common man like Yang Qichao, he felt an inexplicable pang of pain in his heart. The feeling of grievance was like a trickle, weak but persistent, washing over his heart.

He thought that apart from his slightly lower grades, shorter height, less strength, and a slightly fatter figure, he was no match for Yang Qichao. Why could Qin Zhixin smile so sweetly at that man, while he was practically invisible in front of her?

The person who was in unrequited love fell into deep thought, but unfortunately he had always thought it through clearly, because he was indeed inferior to Yang Qichao in every way, so he soon fell into decadence again.

Qiao Hua possessed a clear sense of self-awareness. He was easily overwhelmed and easily abandoned; in other words, his enthusiasm for things was fleeting. He had failed his last monthly exam and had worked hard over the holiday, but upon returning to class, he gradually fell into depression. He attributed his recent distraction to many factors, but the primary cause was Zhao Jiajun.

However, his relationship with Zhao Jiajun as his deskmate was a problem he could not resolve for the time being. It was not something he could just pretend not to see by saying "out of sight, out of mind" twice in his mind or pretending to be an Ah Q.

Qiao Hua hated his own powerlessness, and he wanted to beat up his deskmate Zhao Jiajun more than once.

In his fantasy, when Zhao Jiajun was bragging about how valuable his watches, stationery, and bracelets were, he would slap him and tell him off for pretending to be so. But this could only remain a fantasy.

Seeing Qiao Hua's foolish look, Fang Bixian didn't want to bother with this unlucky thing anymore. Even though he had always taken "staying out of things" as his life motto, he couldn't stand it anymore.

He was already a high school student, so he should be more mature. What was the point of focusing his mind on a woman all day? He was always ready to be toyed with by some bad woman. Her appearance made Qiao Hua dazed. She looked like a stray dog ​​drooling at the braised pig's trotters in the window.

Fang Bixian inexplicably recalled an episode of the cartoon "Tom and Jerry" that he had watched as a child.

Poor Tom, he was played around by her.

It's sad, so sad.

But then Fang Bixian thought, Qin Zhixin had never teased Qiao Hua even once, and it was very likely she had never even looked at the fool. Suddenly, he felt Qiao Hua was even more pathetic. A self-deceiving, unpaid clown always had a stronger comedic effect than a paid one. Fang Bixian felt it was cheap to bother with Qiao Hua, so he simply closed his eyes and ignored him.

Zhou Dahong sucked the sausage casing off and spat it onto the grass nearby. It had been roasted for too long, and the skin was too tough. Zhou Dahong preferred soft food, and seeing Qiao Hua's rapid decline was a source of dismay.

"Hua Zi, listen to my advice. If you look like this now, forget about Sister Qin, even that bitch Tan Peiyue would probably think you're dirty. If you really like her, at least you should have something to show for it, right? Look, you were good at math before, right? Even though you didn't do well on the monthly exam, your foundation was still there. That monthly exam didn't have much statistical value because the questions were too difficult. Listen to me, do better on the next midterm. The midterm is a joint exam for seven schools, and the ranking is the overall ranking of the seven schools. If you do well, the school will definitely give you a thumbs-up when they send you a text message. Think about it, it will boost your morale. That way, the girls in the class will see you as a hardworking and savvy student, and they'll ask you questions after class."

Ma Lisheng became sarcastic again after hearing this.

"Old Zhou, the only people who would ask Huazi questions from his position are probably Tan Peiyue and Chu Keke. Aren't you deliberately trying to disgust him?"

"Fuck! You almost got me excited just now. Mr. Ma, you know how to disgust people."

"I love telling the truth."

Qiao Hua was amused by Ma Lisheng's words, and his depression faded. "Tell the truth, if you're not saying anything after the midterm exam, I'm definitely going to ask Zhang Wei to change seats. I don't want to be around Zhao Jiajun, that embarrassing guy, for even a second."

"Don't just focus on the exam. Pay attention to your personal hygiene. Your face and hair are all oily. You can shower every day and buy a bottle of facial cleanser to get rid of your acne. Really, keeping yourself clean is more effective than anything else."

Fang Bixian interrupted.

Qiao Hua remained silent. As if he had made up his mind, he bit down fiercely on the sausage in his hand, which he had already chewed until the skin was peeling. He bit so hard that the bamboo stick inside was also broken, but he didn't care. He chewed it twice and spat it on the grass with a vicious move, as if he was spitting out something from his body.

Chapter 160: Convincing Words

In mid-October, the notices of midterm exams and physical examinations were successively sent to the classrooms of Class 1 and 2 of Nanling Experimental High School.

First, there was the paper notice for the midterm exam, which Zhang Wei had posted in the classroom after morning reading. Even though most students knew that the midterm exam would come right after the monthly exam, seeing the exact date was still uncomfortable.

Liu Qinxiong rushed out of the classroom, sweating profusely. He placed the physical examination notice in the center of the scanner, picked up the broom handle, and used it to turn on the overhead projector. He was already familiar with this routine, and now he only felt tired.

The students in Class 2 were not quiet at all and were still talking about the news of the midterm examination.

"Classmates, stop for a moment!"

Liu Qinxiong shouted at the top of his lungs from the podium, trying to drown out the clamor in the classroom. The classroom fell silent for a moment, everyone waiting to hear what Liu Qinxiong would say next. Qin Zhixin looked up at the notification displayed on the projection screen in the middle of the blackboard, locking her phone.

"We'll have the physical test today. Once class three leaves, we'll follow them. Classes two and three are together. The teachers will be in charge of the specific items. Just follow the line. The items are here. 50 meters, standing long jump, sit-ups, sit-ups, vital capacity, height and weight. Boys will run 1,000 meters, girls will run 800 meters, and boys will also have pull-ups."

As Liu Qinxiong was speaking on the stage, the discussion below became more frequent.

Most high school students don't exercise much, so running 1,800 meters is almost a struggle. Liu Qinxiong felt a little awkward under the scrutiny of so many people. He wanted to pull out his physical exam notice before he even finished reading it. But in his nervousness, it fell from the base of the scanner, and he quickly bent down to pick it up.

"Xinxin, can you run 800 meters? And long jump, I remember you can only jump 1.2 meters."

Zhang Wanbai pretended to accidentally put her little hand on Qin Zhixin's fleshy thigh and rubbed it. Qin Zhixin couldn't help feeling weak when she heard about long-distance running, but she still pretended to be stubborn.

"It's just a few runs and jumps, what a joke, what am I afraid of?"

Although Qin Zhixin was a little panicked, her "male dignity" forced her to appear nonchalant in front of the girls. She knew that the only purpose of things like high school physical exams was to confirm that students were not disabled. As long as they could run and move, no matter how poor their grades were, the physical education teacher would eventually improve them.

"You're just being stubborn. You talk big now, but after running around, you'll be acting desperately."

Zhang Wanbai teased her and secretly pinched the soft flesh at the base of Qin Zhixin's thigh, which made her shudder. At this time, Liu Qinxiong took out the physical examination notice, projected the contents of the list on the projector, and continued to shout in the classroom at the top of his voice.

"Also, don't eat breakfast after morning reading tomorrow morning. You'll have your blood drawn tomorrow morning, so don't eat until afterward. This is a physical exam, and it'll cover your eyesight and sense of smell. Just line up behind the third shift and do it."

High school physical examinations and tests are conducted once a year. The physical examination items are very rough, and only the physical examination before the college entrance examination is the most detailed.

Class 3 next door started moving, and Liu Qinxiong also lined up to follow, but on the way he saw Class 4 and Class 1 also leaving. On the way downstairs, the entire first grade floor was in chaos, and the stairs were crowded with students going up and down.

The initial physical exam and checkup began indoors, all conducted in the gymnasium. The gym was heated to the hilt, and with the crowds crammed in, Qin Zhixin felt the heat the moment she entered. By the time she'd finished testing her vision, sense of smell, and blood pressure on the first floor, she'd been huddled away, leaving behind the teams from Classes Two and Three. Even Zhang Wanbai was nowhere to be found.

On her way to the second floor for the physical examination, Qin Zhixin happened to run into Liu Qinxiong and Fang Bixian, who were sweating profusely from anxiety. She hurried over to the two acquaintances. She was also breathing heavily at this moment, feeling that she was sweating.

"Have you finished the test here? Let's go up together?"

Qin Zhixin draped her outermost leather jacket over her forearm, revealing a black, crew-neck woolen sweater underneath. She'd bought it in middle school, and it was tight-fitting now, flaunting her exaggerated curves. She'd just had her blood pressure taken, requiring her to expose her arm, and afterward, she didn't even roll up her sleeves. The stark contrast between her jade-white, delicate hands and the black sweater seemed to possess a strange, almost jarring quality, creating a harmonious and alluring effect.

When Liu Qinxiong saw Qin Zhixin approaching, the warmth of the heat tinged her incredibly pretty, cold, white cheeks with a hint of pink. Truly, her beauty was more beautiful than a peach or plum, her temperament more intimate than an orchid or bamboo. Even after seeing her so many times, Liu Qinxiong still couldn't get enough of Qin Zhixin. He scratched his head and let out a simple smile.

"Sister Xin, the test is over, but everyone in the class has dispersed. Why don't you just finish the project and go back to the classroom by yourself?"

"Why do you care about them? They're grown up, and they can't get lost. Daxian, can you help me get my coat?"

After saying that, Qin Zhixin handed over the coat hanging in her hand and took off her base shirt. She was wearing a plain modal short-sleeved shirt, the hem of which was pulled up along with the base shirt.

Fang Bixian avoided suspicion and moved away from the sight. He sat behind Qin Zhixin. This girl was used to being carefree and would often lie on the table. He had seen her snow-white skin more than once, and Liu Qinxiong's eyes widened instantly.

Although Qin Zhixin doesn't like sports, she has a very thin waist without any fat.

Unlike the slender waist of someone who'd removed her ribs, every inch of Qin Zhixin's waist was harmoniously alluring. The heat had created a subtle sheen of sweat, leaving it with a subtle sheen, smooth and perfect like the finest white porcelain. And her exquisite navel was the finishing touch, adding a touch of wicked allure to this jade-sculpted goddess-like beauty.

Qin Zhixin didn't notice she had just been exposed. She took her coat from Fang Bixian and went upstairs to continue her physical examination. Liu Qinxiong pretended not to notice anything and followed her. He and Fang Bixian were at least three steps away from Qin Zhixin. He turned his head secretly and spoke to Fang Bixian.

"No hair."

Liu Qinxiong said something without any reason. Fang Bixian was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what he was talking about.

“Maybe it’s a bit sparse.”

Fang Bixian replied in a low voice.

Qin Zhixin was only three steps ahead of them. If she heard this, she would be furious, no matter how carefree she was. But Fang Bixian could still smell her fragrance at the tip of his nose, lingering and entangled. Fang Bixian had noticed long ago that whenever Qin Zhixin sweated, her fragrance would become stronger.

Liu Qinxiong's eyes were fixed, still reminiscing about the half-exposed belly Qin Zhixin had just revealed. It was the first time he'd realized how alluring a mere exposure of a small belly could be. It reminded him of the blood-sucking monsters he'd read in novels. He was so curious about whether Qin Zhixin had hair, he pressed on with the topic.

"Could it be Shirato? She doesn't have any hair on her arms, and I noticed she doesn't have any hair under her arms either."

Fang Bixian was speechless. He felt that Liu Qinxiong's topic was too vulgar. "Go ask your good sister Xin, ask her if she has hair, and see if she will hit you."

Qin Zhixin turned her head at this time, and she seemed to hear the two of them talking about her behind her back.

"what happened?"

"Have you, no, no, no!"

Liu Qinxiong was almost about to voice the doubt that had just formed in his mind when he was asked this question out of the blue, but he was so frightened that he quickly shook his head in denial. Qin Zhixin glanced at Liu Qinxiong suspiciously, then looked at Fang Bixian. Fang Bixian stared at him with dead eyes, deliberately touching his nose and putting on a forced smile. Qin Zhixin saw this action and let out a dissatisfied "Huh~"

On the second floor of the gymnasium, tests were conducted for sit-ups, crunches, vital capacity, and height and weight. Even in the spacious gymnasium, the line waiting for testing was so long it had to bend in a zigzag pattern. Most of the people there were from regular classes, with the occasional familiar student from a key program.

Qin Zhixin sat in a group of people sitting forward, absorbed in her phone. As the group slowly moved forward, she followed, stopping and starting. During the pauses, her bright headlights flickered slightly, proclaiming her absolute solidity and unimaginable elasticity. Compared to other women her age, who rarely even had curves, Qin Zhixin's striking figure was undoubtedly eye-catching.

The boys around kept stealing glances at Qin Zhixin, many of them blushing. Fang Bixian squinted his eyes the entire time, curious to see that Qin Zhixin only had eyes for her phone.

"Sister Xin, what are you looking at so excitedly?"

Fang Bixian's face flushed as he imitated Liu Qinxiong and called Qin Zhixin "Xin Jie". He didn't even know when Qin Zhixin's birthday was. He was born at the beginning of the lunar year, so Qin Zhixin should be younger than him. But when he spoke to her, "Xin Jie" felt very comfortable.

"I'm on Tieba, reading all the random shit people post on Tieba, just for fun."

Qin Zhixin turned the phone screen towards Fang Bixian, but the words on it were so densely packed that Fang Bixian couldn't see clearly.

"What's it about? Too many words, I won't read it."

"Hey, do you know Aizimali?"

Fang Bixian asked, somewhat puzzled. "What the hell? Shorty Mary?"

Qin Zhixin lowered her voice and glanced at him, but her eyebrows were too charming, so it seemed like she was flirting.

"Aizila! It's that dirty disease."

"Oh, why are you paying attention to this?"

"It started circulating on Tieba. Someone said there was a beautiful woman in a Chengdu bar who was maliciously spreading rumors about Aizi. After having sex, she'd disappear the next day. She'd leave a card saying 'Welcome to the Aizi Family' by the bedside. This news went viral on Weibo and Tieba. Many people who frequented the bar were all saying they knew someone who had experienced this. Many influencers reposted the story, causing a huge stir."

Fang Bi first imagined the scene. He was happy to be hunting for beauties in the hotel, but when he made an appointment with a biological mother, he was immediately frightened and swallowed his saliva.

"Quack! Isn't this illegal?"

"This urban legend existed before the advent of the Aziz blocker. It started with the America version, which was all the rage for a while. Then there were the Aziz Marie and Aziz Harry versions, with stories of people passing the story from female to male, male to female, male to male, and even female to female. Now it's been imported into China, and it's scaring people online again."

"So you mean this is fake?"

Qin Zhixin smiled and waved her hand.

"You never know. What if someone deliberately imitated it? This spread all over America in the 1980s and 1990s, before the internet became popular. I can only say that it might be true. This disease has even taken on a ritualistic feel."

Liu Qinxiong listened on the side and smacked his lips.

"It's hard to say for sure. Maybe it did, maybe it didn't. Something that did happen will have different stories from different people, let alone something that's not certain to happen. I'd say whether it's true or not doesn't matter. It's just a point of view. Everyone has opinions, just like everyone has a butt and eyes, and everyone's are pretty stinky."

As soon as Liu Qinxiong said this, Fang Bixian and Qin Zhixin stopped talking. They both stared at Liu Qinxiong at the same time, making him feel embarrassed.

Chapter 161 I am proud of it

Qin Zhixin and Liu Qinxiong were the last two people in the queue.

You need to take off your shoes when doing sit-and-reach exercises. There are several pairs of shoes of students who are taking sit-and-reach measurements placed next to the floor mat, and there is a faint sour smell.

Qin Zhixin asked Fang Bi to take her clothes first, then she sat on the mat and took off her little leather boots with great effort.

Liu Qinxiong also sat down next to her and took off his shoes. His shoes were a pair of white sneakers that had been worn to a gray and were dirty. Compared with Qin Zhixin's shiny little leather boots, they were really not very decent. But Liu Qinxiong didn't find it annoying. His eyes always fell on Qin Zhixin's feet.

Her feet are very small and delicate, which can be seen just by looking at the boots she wears. They are obviously smaller than the shoes of the female classmates around her.

Qin Zhixin's pair of small feet were just the right size to be held in one hand, worthy of being called lotus feet, but without any sense of deformity. The shape through the socks was so delicate that Liu Qinxiong had the urge to hold them in his hands and play with them carefully. The size seemed to be very inconsistent with her well-proportioned height, but it was so harmonious with the soft lines of her calves.

But what really caught Liu Qinxiong's attention were her socks, which had a very cartoony SpongeBob SquarePants pattern on them. However, they must have been worn for a long time, as you could see some wear on the edges of the socks.

Liu Qinxiong suddenly felt that she shouldn't be wearing those socks. She should be wearing a pair of torn white stockings and stomping her perfect little foot hard on his face, preferably even into his mouth, while calling him a "pervert" with a look of disgust and amusement.

While Liu Qinxiong was still daydreaming, Qin Zhixin stood up and walked to the sit-and-reach tester. She handed her student ID to the teacher in charge of the project, estimated the length of her legs, and then sat down on the cushion with her legs straight.

Qin Zhixin's body was very flexible, and she pushed the test cursor to the mechanical caliper's extreme value of 35cm without any pressure, causing a burst of exclamations from the audience behind her. However, what really attracted people was the spring light that had just been revealed.

When Qin Zhixin leaned forward, her clothes naturally rose up. The modal short-sleeved shirt she wore was too small and could only barely cover her waist. Now it exposed her lower back. Her slender and curvy waist and her plump and juicy peach created a waist-to-hip ratio that seemed unreal in three-dimensional space.

Liu Qinxiong wanted to take a picture of the scene just now and enjoy it slowly. No matter the delicate waist, the flawless skin like snow jade or the seductive curves, these were the most primitive and impulsive imaginations of a male high school student who was just beginning to fall in love about the opposite sex's body. And the scene of her naturally deformed breasts when she leaned forward and squeezed against the leg frame just now made him not know where to look.

It’s a pity that this beautiful view only appeared for a few seconds.