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Reborn as an 18 years old School Bully

Chapter 9: Meet Again

The next day, when Zhou Jing went to class, green hair didn’t come.

When she asked the students around her, they all said they didn’t know. That’s right, green hair usually hang out with Zhou Jing, and didn’t interact much with other students. Even in the worst class, everyone was in small groups. People like Zhou Jing were usually not in the group.

Zhou Jing called green hair, but his phone was also turned off. She asked the Head of Academics, Mie Jue pushed her glasses and said, “You said he didn’t steal? He admitted it, what else is there to say? Zhou Jing, don’t think I don’t dare to ask your dad to come. Ke Xiaofan’s stealing has nothing to do with you, so don’t rush to get involved.”

“I’ll say it again,” Zhou Jing said angrily, “I was the one who dragged Ke Xiaofan to the lab to get something. How could Ke Xiaofan have stolen the class funds if he didn’t go in? It would be more likely if you said it was me who stole it.”

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Mie Jue was in a hurry to go to class, and was a little impatient. She said, “You’ve said so much, let him speak for himself. He doesn’t even dare to come to school, what can he say? Zhou Jing, stop making trouble unreasonably!” She walked away in her high heels.

Zhou Jing rubbed her hair in annoyance.

This incident with Ke Xiaofan reminded her of something that happened when she was in school.

At that time, she was still in junior high school in the county town. Her deskmate was a girl from the city whose father was a big boss. The little girl had a lot of pocket money every day, used the best stationery and schoolbags, and wore the most beautiful clothes, like a little princess. It’s just that her grades were not so good. Zhou Jing was the opposite of her. Zhou Jing had the best grades, but because her family was poor, she still had to rely on scholarships to survive.

One day when Zhou Jing entered the classroom, she found her deskmate being surrounded by people. The little princess was in the middle, crying very sadly.

When she went up to ask, she found out that the little princess had lost fifty yuan of pocket money.

At that time, in that period, fifty yuan was a huge sum of money for a junior high school student. Nearly without any doubt everyone suspected Zhou Jing.

Why? Because Zhou Jing’s family was the poorest.

Unfortunately, Zhou Jing always got first place in everything and was always serious, so her classmates didn’t really like her and no one spoke up for her. The teacher came and asked her about it. Although he comforted Zhou Jing and said in front of everyone not to worry, and that the teacher believed her,  he pulled her to his office and asked her in private whether she really didn’t steal it.

Zhou Jing was furious.

It happened to be her turn to be on duty after school, and she sat alone in the classroom and cried for a long time. Zhou Jing was a very strong person, when she was younger, she would never give in in front of others, and she would never show her vulnerable side in front of others, including her parents. But at that moment, the grievance in her heart was like a flood, and she couldn’t repress it.

The little princess applied for a seat change, and for a long time, her classmates looked at her with strange eyes. Zhou Jing felt that time was very difficult, even though she always ranked first in the grade, she felt suffocated.

This unjust case was finally overturned when she was about to graduate.

The school caught a habitual thief, who admitted that he had stolen things from his classmates many times, and the little princess was among them. Because the memory of that “huge sum of money” was too clear, the culprit did not forget it.

The instigator hadn’t forgotten, and neither had Zhou Jing, but the people around who had been making trouble had forgotten. They discussed these things lightly, and no one thought of apologizing to Zhou Jing, or at least saying, So it wasn’t her who stole it.

Including the little princess.

This is how speech is like; a careless word can sometimes bring great harm to people, and even affect a person’s life. Including the beautiful memories of school, just because of other unpleasant people and things, even the memories of this period of time do not want to be recalled.

Ke Xiaofan reminded Zhou Jing of herself, and of that evening when she lay on the table and cried silently after finishing her duty.

Zhou Jing had no way to go back to that time to clarify things for herself, nor could she encourage her 14-year-old self to move forward with hope. But she didn’t want Ke Xiaofan to be affected for the rest of his life because of her. Not to mention dropping out of school, even if he stayed, being labeled a “thief” and being pointed at by others would not be pleasant.

She stood on the balcony for a long time, until the bell indicating the beginning of class rang, and then she slowly walked towards the classroom.

Eighteen years old, what a fresh, wonderful, delicious, passionate and boundless dream-filled day.

Why are there so many things going on?

Zhou Jing spent the whole day in a daze.

But the people around her looked at her differently. Less than a week into the semester, Zhou Jing unexpectedly hadn’t skipped classes, didn’t leave early, didn’t get into fights or brawls. She sat in class on time every day, and even if she was in a daze, it was enough to scare people.

Even the teacher was moved to tears and praised her for the first time during class.

Zhou Jing didn’t think about these for the time being. From the initial intention of contacting the Heavenly customer service to apply for a return, to now focusing on dealing with Xiao Lu’s matter.

Oh, there was also the problem of money. A penny can stump even a hero, let alone her, a white-collar beauty and a young mature woman.

During evening study, Zhou Jing finally slipped away.

She was used to skipping classes all the time, and the security guards were familiar with her face, so they hardly tried to stop her, allowing her to slip out of the school gate easily.

Zhou Jing called Bai Moli and asked, “Where is the back street?”

Bai Moli was surfing the Internet in an Internet cafe. Upon hearing this, she asked, “Brother Jing, are you sick? Don’t you know where the back street is?”

“Just tell me.” Zhou Jing held her forehead with her hand.

“Go forward after leaving the school gate and there will be a bridge. Go up the bridge and you will see a vegetable market. Go past the vegetable market, there are two streets, there you see the back street. Why are you going to the back street? To fight?”

Zhou Jing, “…..”

Besides fighting and quarreling, can’t there be anything else in her life?

Zhou Jing said, “Nothing, go ahead and have fun, bye.”

She hung up the phone and moved her backpack to the front to prevent anyone from stealing it. This bag contained her only magic weapon to save the misguided teenagers, as well as her food money for a long time. If someone stole it, she would have no place to cry.

Following the route Bai Moli told her, passing through the vegetable market, as expected, she saw two streets. The street was brightly lit, and there were sheds. One side of the street was full of restaurants. There were all kinds of snacks, spicy hot pot, and barbecued skewers. The other street seemed to be full of street vendors, which was what Feng Yan called the “second-hand market.” Everyone had a piece of cloth in front of them with some small things arranged, mostly socks, table lamps, etc. Students who came for a stroll would stop from time to time to bargain.

Zhou Jing walked over, and found that most of the prime spots in the night market had been taken. She could only find a spot on the edge, took out a newspaper from her schoolbag, spread it out neatly, sat on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and then took out the dSLR.

Most of the people selling things around here were students who wanted to make extra money, and they all displayed some small things. Second-hand books, hairpins, facial masks or towels, etc. Zhou Jing squatted here, holding a camera on a huge newspaper in her arms, like a clear spring, her whole body exuded three words: out of place.

The girl who was setting up a stall next to her was not very old, perhaps also  a student of Yude. When she saw Zhou Jing’s appearance, she seemed to want to ask something, but considering Zhou Jing’s blonde hair and strange clothes with many rivets, she finally held back and looked at her with curiosity.

Zhou Jing endured the strange looks from passers-by; in her heart, tears streamed down her face.

This was not the night market she imagined! The consumers here were all students, it would be strange if they could afford it! And she was sitting among a group of girls buying socks and selling SLRs, wouldn’t others really think she was crazy?

Once we return to the time before liberation, she, an urban beauty, a young mature woman….. Before Zhou Jing had finished muttering in her heart, she suddenly saw someone stop in front of her.

Feeling happy, Zhou Jing subconsciously looked up and blurted, “Classmate, look…..” She was stunned when she looked up.

The man standing in front of her also lowered his head, and happened to see her face clearly in the light of the table lamp next to him, and was taken aback for a moment.

Fresh meat number two! Zhou Jing immediately remembered the fresh meat she saw in the laboratory that day. Besides the beautiful boy, there was another one with a bad temper. He seemed to be called He Xun.

No matter whether they were acquaintances or not, they were all customers. She stood up and imitated the salesmen who came to the company to sell insurance every time, saying in a very enthusiastic tone, “Are you interested in this dSLR? Come on, we are all acquaintances, I will give you a big discount….. It’s new and has never been opened.”

He Xun frowned and looked at her. His eyes fell on the camera in her hand and he asked hesitantly, “This can’t be….. the birthday present you sent to Lin Gao?”

Zhou Jing was surprised and asked in a low voice, “You even have a virgin complex about this?”

Hearing this, He Xun choked. He glanced at Zhou Jing in confusion and asked, “Are you short of money?”

“Ah?” Zhou Jing was taken aback.

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