Acceptance

After Ji Chuxing came out of Director Yan's office, she went downstairs and happened to pass the laboratory building.

It was a little after eight in the morning, and the other classes were already having their first lesson.

The laboratories were empty, with no one around. One laboratory door was open, and the equipment on the table was still running an experiment.

Ji Chuxing had only glanced in absentmindedly, but she stopped, turned, and went into the laboratory.

Ten minutes later, in Class 16 of the final year.

It was a class full of troublemakers that hardly any teacher at South City No. 1 High School was willing to take. It was packed with students who didn't like studying, hardly ever took exams, and "ate their fill while waiting to die."

But most of them had connections at South City Middle School, so they couldn't be hit or scolded.

Two of them in particular were the biggest headaches, and, as luck would have it, they also had countless followers.

The first lesson was Chinese.

Teacher Huang, the homeroom teacher, was on the podium, spittle flying as he lectured, while the students below him dozed off.

At a glance, only two or three students were sitting upright, listening attentively and taking notes.

Teacher Huang watched the scene and held himself back again and again. Just as he was about to lose his temper, a girl's clear voice suddenly came from the doorway. "Reporting in."

Oh my, that voice was so crisp and sweet, like an oriole's.

Teacher Huang's mighty frame trembled, and the whole of Class 16 seemed to wake up at once. Everyone who had been sprawled over a desk raised their heads.

They saw a pretty girl standing in the doorway.

Someone suddenly whistled.

"Little fairy!"

"Whoa, little fairy, did you come to the wrong place?"

Teacher Huang glared at the whistling class monitor, Wu Hao, who replied without a care, "Come on! It was an accident, Old Huang."

Teacher Huang's expression softened, and his voice turned almost creepily gentle. "Student, did you come to the wrong class, or are you looking for someone?"

Ji Chuxing had a backpack slung over her shoulder. She swept a glance toward the back of the classroom and saw that the seat beside the last one in the middle column was empty. She walked over, her voice especially sweet and well-behaved. "Teacher, I'm here for class."

By the time she finished speaking, she had already sat down and sprawled over the desk.

She was so sleepy. She'd drunk too much milk tea last night and hadn't slept well. She hated people who got sick.

Teacher Huang was dumbfounded. He was the homeroom teacher-how could he not know she wasn't one of his students? "Hey, s-student, which class are you in? Did you come to the wrong place?"

Fighting her sleepiness, Ji Chuxing stood up. Her eyes could barely stay open, but she still politely introduced herself. "Ji Chuxing. I just transferred here. I'm in the right place. Director Yan agreed to my transfer."

The people in Class 16 were stunned!

They'd only ever seen people trying to transfer out of Class 16. Someone's brain had actually short-circuited enough to transfer in?

Ah, pfft! Class 16 was South City's daddy too.

But that wasn't the point.

The girls looked at where Ji Chuxing had sat down and sucked in a breath.

Good grief. Of all the places she could have sat, she'd chosen the seat beside Sister Fei.

Sister Fei, Zhao Feifei, was Class 16's very own Niuhulu Feifei!

Little Ji had just arrived and walked right over without knowing a thing.

With that slender frame and fairy-like appearance, could she withstand Sister Fei's fiery temper?

And Sister Fei was currently sprawled over her desk, sleeping like a pig.

Class monitor Wu Hao couldn't stand by and watch. In the spirit of fulfilling his duties as class monitor, he said very kindly, "Student, you look like you love studying. Why don't you sit up front?"

Ji Chuxing shook her head and said seriously, "I don't."

Wu Hao rubbed his nose.

Damn! Why did he feel even more like a grandson than he did in front of Brother Xing?

Lu Xing was the daddy everyone at Nanzhong had to walk around.

Teacher Huang was dumbfounded. The new student was quite unconventional, with plenty of personality! Still, having a new student join Class 16 was a great honor.

The other teachers all said Class 16 was full of troublemakers, but he didn't think so. They were all promising material, just a little rowdy. He had always taught them conscientiously, tailoring his teaching to each student. Someone had actually transferred in, which meant his efforts had been recognized.

Teacher Huang was delighted and automatically ignored Ji Chuxing's "I don't."

Just then, the bell rang for the end of class. He said to Ji Chuxing, "All right, Student Ji, study hard. I'll speak to Director Yan and learn more about your situation, then have your school records transferred over."

Looking thoroughly satisfied, he left the classroom with his hands behind his back.

The whole of Class 16 instantly exploded.

The noise woke Zhao Feifei. She slammed her Chinese textbook on the desk with a smack. "You're so damn noisy!"

The whole class immediately fell as quiet as chickens.

Zhao Feifei had stayed up all night playing games and was exhausted now. Her face was full of irritation. When she saw the person sitting beside her, she tried to hold back but couldn't restrain her fiery temper. "Who are you? Don't you know you can't sit here?"

Ji Chuxing blinked. The girl was dressed in a black sweatshirt, with neat short hair and a spirited, dashing air.

She also looked a little fierce. Oh, no, she was just grumpy from being woken up.

Ji Chuxing pointed at the chewing gum on Zhao Feifei's desk and swallowed. "Can I have a piece?"

Zhao Feifei: "..."

Ji Chuxing stared longingly at the gum, practically drooling.

A fairy-like girl was looking at her so pitifully. Did Sister Fei really take pity on the fair maiden? She fiercely said, "No," but accidentally tossed the gum to Ji Chuxing.

Class 16 remained as quiet as chickens. Wu Hao didn't dare make a sound.

But inwardly, they were all thinking, Holy shit.

When Zhao Feifei realized what she'd done, she was dumbfounded too. Since when had she been so kind? Was she really someone who could be won over so easily by a pretty face?

"Damn!" What was this? Was her disobedient head actually thinking of finding the peach-flavored gum in her backpack for Ji Chuxing?

Sister Fei cleared her throat and resumed her big-sister-boss style, putting on a cold sneer. But because her acting was so poor, it actually looked as if half her face were cramping. "Listen, do you know the rules? If you want to stay in Class 16, you have to beat me first!"

She had to win back some face! Otherwise, how could she call herself Sister Fei?

And so, five minutes later, a crowd surrounded the last row in the middle, every face full of excitement.

Zhao Feifei held a lollipop between her teeth, her fingers flying across her phone screen.

Using the phone Wu Hao had temporarily offered up, Ji Chuxing used his trash account to beat Zhao Feifei until she was rolling in the dirt.

Wu Hao was practically dying of glee.

The bunch of noobs in Class 16 had stars in their eyes as they looked at Ji Chuxing, as though they were looking at a gaming god.

A minute later, Zhao Feifei collapsed over her desk and tossed her phone aside. "From now on, Sister Fei's got your back!"

Ji Chuxing said, "Oh." Hee-hee! Games are so much fun! This planet has even more tasty things and fun things than the G5 Galaxy!

Wu Hao fawningly took back his phone, grinning like a scoundrel. He treated Ji Chuxing with more respect than he showed his own old man. "Gaming god, from today on, you're my boss!"

He snatched a can of cola from another boy who had just brought it back from outside and eagerly presented it to Ji Chuxing. "Gaming god, please carry me!"

Ji Chuxing blinked, took the can, and had a sip. Her eyes immediately lit up.

Wow, it's actually pretty tasty. So sweet!

But faced with Wu Hao's eager look, Ji Chuxing patted his shoulder earnestly. "Your grandpa told you to study hard."

Wu Hao: "..."

Zhao Feifei: "..."

Was the grandpa she meant his actual grandpa, or herself?

In less than ten minutes, Ji Chuxing had gained everyone's acceptance.

She had transferred from the Set Sail Class, and all Wu Hao had to do was ask someone to find out what had happened.

When he learned that those scumbags in the Set Sail Class had treated Ji Chuxing that way that morning, Wu Hao was the first to object. "Boss, don't worry. If anyone dares bully you, I'll be the first to teach them a lesson!"

Ji Chuxing said nothing, only giving him a little skeptical look.

Wu Hao sheepishly rubbed his nose.

Damn!

What was this? It was just a look from a little fairy, yet he'd chickened out!

Zhao Feifei was indignant too. She immediately stood up. "Come on! Let's go slaughter them!"

"Go, go, go, go!"

A crowd swaggered out with Zhao Feifei, but in less than a minute, their homeroom teacher, Teacher Huang, chased them back.

He was heartsick. "Go, go, go! Go where? All of you, get back here and attend class!"

"You little brats, all you ever think about is fighting. And you, Zhao Feifei, sit down. Hand in your essay today!"

Zhao Feifei: "Damn!"

"Say that again!" Teacher Huang's eyes widened.

Zhao Feifei fell silent.

If she acted up, Old Huang would definitely tell her grandma. Grandma was the person who treated her best in the whole world, and she wouldn't make Grandma worry.

Ji Chuxing handed her a few milk tablets. Zhao Feifei grabbed them in a sulk and bit down with a crunch.

Ji Chuxing patted her shoulder. "Young lady, don't get so worked up."

Wouldn't it be better to use your hands? Why get angry?

What was with that tone, like a grandma in her seventies or eighties?

Even her own grandma didn't talk like that!

Zhao Feifei's delicate frame trembled. "Boss, let's play a round. Haozi, give me your phone!"

Ji Chuxing didn't want to keep playing. She looked at Zhao Feifei with a solemn face. "Have you written your essay?"

With a splat, Zhao Feifei's phone fell to the floor.

The screen shattered into pieces.