The Reborn CEO Jiang Is Also Acting Coquettishly Today - Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Feeling Jiang Zhixia’s almost scorching gaze falling upon her face, Cheng Xi’s gaze shifting toward the surface of the book drifted slightly. Yet, her face still carried a shallow, beautiful smile as she patiently explained this next problem.

No matter what Jiang Zhixia was thinking, she would simply watch the development of affairs as they were.

The other classmates who actually really wanted to ask questions but found that the Study Representative was constantly being monopolized: QAQ

It wasn’t until the bell for class rang out and Cheng Xi’s roommate was already standing beside the two of them waiting that Jiang Zhixia finally stood up. She clutched her book in one hand, while using her other hand to casually insert her pen into her hair, rubbing Cheng Xi’s fine, soft hair: “Thanks, Xixi. I’ll treat you to lunch at noon. No refusing, explaining problems consumes a lot of brain cells.” Having finished speaking, she quickly returned to her own seat and sat down.

The speed of her movement was exactly synchronized with the teacher stepping into the classroom at the sound of the class bell.

After sitting down, Jiang Zhixia took down the pen and continued to complete her force analysis diagrams with a headache.

“Hey? Xiaxia?” Fang Fang, who had observed her abnormal behavior for a long while, nudged her elbow, “You don’t have a fever, right? Why did you start studying physics?”

Where was the Jiang Zhixia for whom physics class meant either sleeping, sleeping, or sleeping? Fang Fang’s gaze drifted over to the question book laid out in front of her, which was completely filled with red pen marks, and a peculiar thought germinated within her: “Could it be that you’ve changed your combat strategy? Are you planning to use a different method to confront your dad?”

Fang Fang puckered up her face, her countenance completely filled with pity for her boss who was in such a difficult spot that she could unexpectedly only resort to such a countermeasure—to speak reasonably, physics problems were a hundred times more terrifying than Jiang Qin. Fang Fang would rather be lectured a thousand times by her parents than be locked up to do a chapter of physics problems.

“Sigh, my cub, I didn’t want to either.” Jiang Zhixia let out a sigh with a feigned air of deep gravity, unable to resist teasing the other party. “I suddenly discovered that if we study well, many people will believe us, but if we don’t study well, it’s very easy to be misunderstood and even be considered a bad egg who commits school bullying. So, in order to continue riding high in life, we need to study well to bewilder others.”

“Huh?” Fang Fang’s baby-fat face puckered together. Completely failing to consider whether the premise held true or how the topic had been steered here, she foolishly followed along Jiang Zhixia’s logical chain of thought and, unexpectedly, managed to figure it out.

Exactly!! It must be like this. The students who bullied her before did so precisely because their studies were very good, so classmates looking at them all felt that they wouldn’t bully people, unlike Fang Fang, who was fat and also had poor grades, making her unpopular from the start. Therefore, back when she was subjected to school bullying, teachers and parents didn’t believe her at all.

If it hadn’t been for Jiang Zhixia, she would definitely be finished. But Jiang Zhixia, aside from having beaten those people, hadn’t beaten anyone else, yet everyone nonetheless felt that she would bully others, placing her on par with the trash of school bullying.

It definitely has a reason to do with studying. Fang Fang nodded secretly to herself. Xiaxia must precisely have this kind of consideration in mind, right? She can even make an effort to draw near to Cheng Xi, whom she dislikes, just to enforce a disguise to reach her goal. This is sleeping on brushwood and tasting gall! Can she let Xiaxia fight alone on a solitary front and suffer through immense agony all by herself? No!

“Xiaxia, I will double my efforts, so that everyone else feels we are good people.” Overly draping a layer of necessary disguise upon oneself was very important. Even someone as awesome as Xiaxia was working so hard, so she shouldn’t drag her back even more.

“I won’t drag you back.” The chubby little girl clenched her fist tightly, laid out her mathematics book, and began to look at it.

The teacher who witnessed them chatting briefly and then both starting to study: ???????

Jiang Zhixia didn’t know how Fang Fang’s brain circuitry had completed its self-persuasion within such a short amount of time, but she truly hoped this little companion could study well.

In her past life, she and Fang Fang had placed into an ordinary second-tier university together. Fang Fang herself didn’t have any very grand thoughts regarding the future. Later on, catching the development of streaming platforms along with Jiang Zhixia’s fairly thick thigh, she became a considerably welcomed food streamer on the platform, strolling around eating and sharing her life every day, living a very comfortable life.

But back then, Fang Fang had a boy she liked. Unfortunately, the boy’s mother regarded herself highly and disdained her for having too low an academic qualification and an ordinary family background, insistently breaking them apart. Of course, this wasn’t Fang Fang’s fault, but Jiang Zhixia hoped Fang Fang could have the margin for choice; different branches would open up different lives. Life itself has no save-state reloads, and it easily leaves behind a bit of regret. For this time, Jiang Zhixia hoped Fang Fang’s life would also be different.

After all, watching this little girl right now progress from a little wench crying with a face full of mucus and tears into a bright and cheerful big girl, this whole mental path along the way was also pretty close to looking at a daughter—though from her current psychological age’s perspective, it truly was pretty close to looking at a daughter.

However, the ideal is very plump, while reality is very bony. After looking at the book for five minutes, Fang-little-daughter-Fang cast over a weak and helpless gaze: “How do you write this problem, Xiaxia?”

Jiang Zhixia took it over and looked at it for a couple of glances, emmmmmmm? Silence.

Fang Fang looked at her with both eyes full of anticipation.

Jiang Zhixia bit the bullet and solved it. Fortunately, this problem wasn’t very difficult; after flipping through trigonometric formulas, she finally squeezed it out.

A few minutes later, Fang Fang nudged her elbow once again.

Jiang Zhixia: Silence.

After biting the bullet and solving two problems for Fang Fang, Jiang Zhixia finally realized it wouldn’t do. A poor student explaining problems to another poor student—although one dared to explain and the other dared to listen—she truly couldn’t fabricate it out. Furthermore, the cub before her was a poor student who was even more of a blank sheet of paper than herself. At any rate, she still had an adult’s understanding and cognition serving as a base, while Fang Fang truly knew absolutely nothing.

Sigh, this won’t do. Looking at Fang Fang’s eyes which were entirely full of despair and the three philosophical questions, Jiang Zhixia decided she had to think of a way to rescue the two of them. While thinking this, her gaze aimed at the silhouette of the person up front who was focused on listening to the lecture—with such a super university-level top student right before her eyes, if she didn’t hug this thigh at this moment, when else would she wait?

“Fang Fang, I feel that we need a teacher,” Jiang Zhixia said.

Fang Fang, who understood Jiang Zhixia’s hint: 1551 Can I choose to let Xiaxia fight alone on a solitary front, while I just muddle through life eating, waiting to die, and hugging her thigh?

Jiang Zhixia: What about the promise to study well?

Fang Fang: I don’t want to, I don’t desire it, I cannot.

Jiang Zhixia: Death-Stare.jpg

Fang Fang: I… can…

The teacher who watched helplessly as they explained problems and then began to lock eyes: Forget it, forget it, out of sight, out of mind, I didn’t see it.

Jiang Zhixia pondered for a turn and felt it was completely feasible. Xixi didn’t have the memory of the two of them becoming close later on, so her own attitude suddenly turning good right now was indeed extremely strange. If it were attributed to wanting to study well and asking for the other party’s help, the motivation would be very established.

Furthermore, in this case, there would also be an abundant reason to improve Cheng Xi’s life; after all, getting tutoring anywhere cost money, not to mention someone with top-scorer talent like Cheng Xi. Jiang Zhixia nodded with certainty.

Thus, after school let out, when everyone was packing up their backpacks preparing to sprint toward the cafeteria, they saw Jiang Zhixia and Fang Fang surrounding Cheng Xi’s desk.

The classmates of the class rapidly transformed into melon-eating monkeys, paying real-time attention to the battlefield.

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