The Green Tea Omega Has Turned Bad - Chapter 27.2

Hearing this, Jiang He’s face turned ghastly pale, and she stood there as if she had lost all color.

However, Yan Xia suddenly said, “Expulsion isn’t necessary. Just give her a major demerit.”

Everyone was stunned. Jiang He looked at her in disbelief, then suddenly seemed to understand something, and her expression became mocking.

“Yan Xia, I don’t need your fake kindness!” She completely exposed the hatred in her eyes, her features distorted and triumphant. “Do you really think you’re so excellent and popular? Those people only like your face and your money!”

“I am not being ‘fake kind’.” Yan Xia looked at her calmly, as if looking at a clown. “I am not like you, crazily seeking attention. I don’t care at all whether others like me or not.”

“Enough!” Director Xu interrupted them and shouted, “Stop arguing! What does this look like!”

He pointed at Jiang He and calmly gave the final ultimatum: “We will do as Yan Xia said and give you a demerit. Your current psychological state is not suitable for school. Take a few weeks of leave first.”

Jiang He lowered her head in despair, swallowing her unwilling words. Despite all her schemes, she had ultimately lost.

A cheerful mechanical sound rang out in the next second: “Ding-dong! Congratulations, Host! Positive points +200!”

Yan Xia was ecstatic: Whoa, so many! A sudden fortune!

Director Xu turned to Yan Xia and said, “Alright, you two can go out now.”

Yan Xia nodded obediently. “Thank you, Teacher.”

Shang Wandong followed her out, not sparing even a single glance for Jiang He. Old Liu looked at Jiang He and sighed deeply, his voice full of helplessness and disappointment. “How did you become like this?”

Jiang He stood there in a daze, and suddenly, tears streamed down her face. Yes… how did it turn out like this?

The area outside the office was crowded with people. As soon as they saw the protagonist of the incident come out, they rushed forward excitedly. In the next second, the scent of sea salt pheromones surged forth violently, and everyone shut their mouths. Weak, afraid, dare not speak.jpg.

Walking out of the crowd, Yan Xia gradually slowed her pace to walk with Shang Wandong. She turned her head slightly, her eyes curved, her smile bright and radiant. “Why did Sister come all of a sudden?”

Shang Wandong’s gaze swept over her face. “I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to explain yourself clearly.”

Yan Xia pursed her lips, pretending to be aggrieved. “Oh, so in Sister’s heart, I am someone who doesn’t know how to speak.”

“No.” Shang Wandong looked past her at the mottled shadows of the trees in the distance, her voice very soft. “I was just afraid you would suffer a grievance and come back crying again.”

Yan Xia’s heart skipped a beat, and she looked down at the floor. She argued in a small voice, “I didn’t really cry that much.”

Shang Wandong: “You did.”

Yan Xia stubbornly denied it: “I didn’t.”

Shang Wandong glanced at her and began to count on her fingers. “The last time you were allergic to fish, you cried. When you were bullied by Yan Siqiu and Jiang He, you cried. Just now in the office, you cried too.”

Yan Xia could not refute her. Why does she make me sound like such a crybaby? I’m not, I didn’t!

A subtle emotion rose in her heart, and she deliberately bumped her shoulder against Shang Wandong’s. “Why do you remember so clearly?”

Little wooden block, have you been secretly paying attention to me?

Shang Wandong said calmly and ruthlessly, “Because I have a very good brain.”

…Of course.

Yan Xia said in a monotone, “Wow, then you really are amazing, Sister.”

Shang Wandong nodded. “Thank you.”

Yan Xia felt like she had thrown a punch into a ball of cotton; it wasn’t satisfying at all. She squinted at Shang Wandong and suddenly said, “Speaking of which, my grades allow me to transfer to Class A. I can attend classes with Sister from now on.”

Shang Wandong nodded. “Not bad.”

Yan Xia suddenly quickened her pace, blocking her path, her eyes burning. Shang Wandong was forced to stop, looking at her with a questioning face.

Yan Xia raised her head, acting rightfully arrogant. “I want to be Sister’s deskmate.”

Shang Wandong: “…”

Yan Xia gradually approached her, like a fierce little kitten marking its territory, and said loudly, “Did you hear me! I want to sit with you!”

Passersby pricked up their ears: Sit with what? Do what? In broad daylight, such scandalous talk!

If she kept shouting like that, the whole school would hear.

Shang Wandong pressed her hands on Yan Xia’s shoulders, her expression helpless. “What’s the rush.”

Yan Xia struggled a few times but couldn’t break free. She didn’t know what Shang Wandong had grown up eating; her hands were like iron hoops, motionless and incredibly strong.

“I am just in a rush.” She pestered her quite unreasonably. “Do you just not want to sit with me? You’re unwilling, right?”

Shang Wandong: “No. The seats aren’t arranged by me; you have to talk to the class teacher.”

Yan Xia squinted at her for a moment. “Do you know that Fu Yuan likes you?”

Shang Wandong lowered her eyes and said, “I know.”

Yan Xia was shocked, then furious. “Then why don’t you stay away from her! Don’t you know that doing this easily leaves room for her fantasies!”

However, Shang Wandong said, “There are so many people who like me. If I had to stay away from every single one, I would have to drop out of school.”

Yan Xia: “…”

So arrogant, but I actually have no comeback. Is this the “Harlem protagonist” allure? I understand now.

“I don’t care what others think, and I have no interest,” Shang Wandong said with a faint expression. Her life was a straight one-way street; she would only walk in the direction she wanted and would not stay for superfluous matters.

Yan Xia asked, almost as if possessed, “What about me?”

Shang Wandong pondered for a moment and whispered, “You are different.”

Yan Xia felt her heart was like a ball of yarn being batted around by a puppy. “Why?”

Shang Wandong looked at her and said, “You are my friend.”

Are you a disciple of Naruto-sensei? All you know is ‘tomodachi’!

Yan Xia sighed deeply. “You really are…” You make it hard to either like you or hate you.

By the time they returned to the classroom, it was already time for the third period. This happened to be Chinese class. Old Liu had also just arrived. Seeing Yan Xia arrive late, he didn’t say much, only, “Quick, come in.”

In an instant, everyone’s eyes were focused on Yan Xia. Yan Xia gave a response and hurried back to her seat. Jiang He sat next to her, her head hanging lifelessly.

Old Liu turned to the class, his lips pressed into a thin line. “As you all know, Student Yan Xia’s grades this time were quite good tenth in the whole grade.”

Class F was as silent as a cicada in winter.

“After verification, her grades are completely genuine.” Old Liu slapped the desk heavily several times. “For certain students to take this opportunity to frame and slander her for cheating—this kind of behavior is shameful!” His tone softened slightly. “However, that student has already received their due punishment. I will not specifically name them here.”

Although he didn’t say it directly, everyone in Class F knew exactly who it was. Jiang He covered her face, tears falling one by one, tracing a winding line through her fingers.

“I have taught Class F for many years, and this is the second time I have seen someone who can transfer directly to Class A.” Old Liu’s gaze fell on Yan Xia, his heart filled with emotion. “I apologize for my previous behavior of saying you couldn’t make it into the top ten.”

He had previously looked down on Yan Xia because he saw she had good learning conditions but didn’t strive to improve, feeling a sense of “hating that iron cannot become steel.” He hadn’t expected she would truly prove herself this time.

Class F was like hot water dripping into a pan of oil, instantly boiling over.

“Holy crap—” “Damn, someone from our class is actually ascending to Class A. Happy New Year, family!” “If Yan Xia can study well, maybe if I work hard I can get into Tsinghua?” “Wake up, you still need a brain.” “…”

Old Liu said earnestly, “Yan Xia, you are a good talent. I hope you can continue to maintain these grades and not become arrogant or impetuous because of temporary glory.”

Yan Xia nodded. “I understand. Thank you, Teacher.”

“After Wednesday, you can transfer to Class A.” Old Liu smiled at her. “I wish you a bright future and a triumphant success in the college entrance examination.”

However, Yan Xia curled her lips, revealing a playful smile. “Teacher Liu, do you still remember the bet we made during the class meeting?”

Old Liu was startled and rubbed his nose awkwardly. “Of course I remember. Now that you’ve won, what condition do you want to set?”

More than fifty pairs of eyes fell on Yan Xia at the same time, waiting eagerly for her to continue.

Yan Xia pondered. “I still haven’t thought of it. Let’s save it for now. I’ll tell you when I think of it.”

Old Liu was instantly relieved and waved his hand. “Fine, then it’s settled.”

The school bell rang. Yan Xia packed her bag and was about to walk out of the classroom.

“…Yan Xia.” Behind her, Jiang He’s faint voice suddenly sounded.

Yan Xia stopped and looked back at her, her gaze clear. “Is something the matter?”

Jiang He’s face was pale, her hair was messy, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts. She clenched her fingers tightly, her voice as faint as a mosquito. “You… why didn’t you let them expel me?”

Yan Xia thought for a moment and said, “Although I hate you very much, you did help me that time with the love letter. Jiang He, from today on, I no longer owe you anything.”

Jiang He bit her lip and said dryly, “Just like that? Do you really not care about the other things I’ve done?”

“I’m not a living Saint; how could I not care?” Yan Xia suddenly laughed. She approached Jiang He, lowered her voice, and her beautiful eyes brimmed with malice. “But that demerit will stay on your school record, following you like a shadow. From now on, no matter where you go, what kind of school you get into, or what kind of company you join, people will know you were a campus bully. They will despise you, hate you, and ignore you—just as you once did to me.”

She stood up straight, her chin raised, looking down at her as if looking at trash. “I want you to be ostracized, to be bullied. In your most desperate and painful moments, I want you to remember me in every nightmare. This is the retribution I am leaving for you, Jiang He.”

Jiang He’s eyes widened. She suddenly slumped onto the stool, drenched in sweat, staring blankly as Yan Xia walked out of the classroom without looking back.

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