Quick Transmigration: Even Extras Want to Be Leading Actresses

Chapter 236 Theme Competition: Breaking Free (5)

"What's wrong with you?"

The teacher's voice, filled with surprise and uncertainty, echoed in the classroom. Her hand holding the lesson plan trembled slightly, and the plan nearly slipped from her grasp.

He stared at the unbelievable scene before him—so many students were vomiting in the classroom, the scene was truly chaotic and embarrassing.

A terrible thought flashed through the teacher's mind: Could it be that he ate something bad in the cafeteria and got food poisoning?

If this is true, it would be an absolutely huge deal.

But upon further reflection, it's only a little before 9 o'clock, still a long time before lunchtime, and students rarely choose to eat breakfast in the cafeteria.

What exactly happened? How could so many students suddenly experience this situation at the same time?

The teacher felt as if his head was filled with a tangled mess of thoughts, which made him feel very agitated.

They even started having wild thoughts, wondering whether they should quit their jobs.

However, to his utter surprise, the students who had been vomiting just moments before suddenly stopped, as if they had planned it in advance.

He said it was okay with a relaxed expression, and that he was just joking.

After saying that, they got to work very obediently. Some ran to get cleaning tools, while others quickly cleaned up the vomit on the ground.

In no time, the disgusting mess in the classroom was cleaned up spotlessly.

Then the students all sat up straight, adopting a serious attitude towards the lesson, as if the scene from just now had never happened.

The girl wiping the table with her face had tears welling up in her eyes, looking like she wanted to say something but couldn't.

She really wanted to tell the teacher.

But when his gaze fell on the chair leg that Gu Shijiu had crumpled into a pancake-like block of wood, he immediately swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

This is a warning, isn't it...?

The teacher noticed her unusual behavior and asked with concern, "Yang Le, what's wrong?"

Yang Le's body trembled slightly, and he quickly lowered his head, stammering, "Ah, I... I'm fine."

Tears of grievance flowed uncontrollably, dripping onto the desk and spreading into a wet patch.

No matter how the teacher sees it, they know she's hiding something, but she won't say, and the teacher can't do anything about it.

The teacher then asked the class monitor in the front row, "Do you know what happened?"

The class monitor shook his head silently and said in a low voice, "Teacher, I was doing my homework in front and didn't pay much attention to what was happening behind me."

Just like when Xiangyang was bullied, whenever a classmate encountered trouble, the other students would pretend not to hear.

It's as if as long as they don't get involved, those troubles won't come looking for them.

Even now, when others are being bullied, no one is willing to stand up for them. Everyone is minding their own business and choosing to turn a blind eye.

Seeing that no one was telling the truth, the teacher let go and stopped asking questions.

Anyway, they're all academic underachievers who don't study hard. He's already asked around, and no one's talking, so it's none of his business.

That student Xiangyang is a bit strange. He's the one who gets bullied all the time, and his desk is so dirty he can't even bear to look at it.

Today, this person sat calmly as if nothing had happened, and even opened a book.

By the way, where did she get the books? Weren't they all torn up?

The teacher snapped out of her wandering thoughts and began to teach the students.

Gu Shijiu hadn't attended classes in a long time; she hadn't gone to high school, and this knowledge was a bit too complicated for her.

She didn't even know which page to turn to in the textbook she had just snatched. She could only frown and stare blankly at the pages full of text and charts.

"Which chapter is this?" Gu Shijiu turned to ask the boy behind her.

The boy clutched his aching chest, unsure how to answer, inwardly groaning in despair.

This isn't some kind of suicide question, is it? Xiangyang is clearly the best student in this area. How could she not even know where the teacher is in the lesson?

She didn't even know, so no one in these rows could possibly know, okay?

"Uh...uh..." The boy hesitated and couldn't answer.

Gu Shijiu sighed. She shouldn't have had any hope for these academic underachievers. She tapped the student in front of her on the back.

Fortunately, Xiangyang's position was between the students who studied diligently but couldn't learn anything and those who completely let themselves go and spent their days idly, so the students in front of her gave her the correct answer.

Gu Shijiu flipped to the content the teacher was lecturing on, only to find that she didn't have any stationery.

"Hey, give me a pen and a notebook, consider it compensation."

The boy's position to the side and behind was just right, and Gu Shijiu turned her head and asked him.

The boy was cursing under his breath when he was startled by the sudden question: "Me?"

"What else?" Gu Shijiu reached out and snatched the pen from the boy's hand. "And a notebook too."

Boys never take notes, so they don't even have notebooks.

He subconsciously looked around and found that the people who had been spying on him had all turned their heads away, pretending to be busy with other things.

The boy then turned his gaze to his deskmate, who consistently ranked in the bottom three in monthly exams. He saw the other student staring intently at the textbook with a missing corner in his hand, seemingly completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

Gu Shijiu was still waiting for his notebook, tapping the table with the pen he had just snatched.

The sound was no different from a death knell to the boy, and he didn't even care about the gold pen.

Although he was cursing in his mind, he didn't dare stop what he was doing, trying to find an unused notebook in the desk drawer.

He honestly replied, "Wait a moment, let me check... I think I forgot to bring it..."

"Oh no, am I going to get beaten up again?" the boy thought to himself. Gu Shijiu, seeing this, turned her gaze to the girls in the row in front of him.

The girl had been paying attention to what was happening, and now she felt as if a hole had been poked in the back of her head, so she quickly shoved a brand new notebook into her hands.

Gu Shijiu looked at the other person's smiling face with emotion. Girls are still the best.

She took the notebook from the girl and gave what she thought was a friendly smile: "Thanks."

The girl was startled and quickly waved her hand, replying softly, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Oh my god, that was terrifying! We've finally gotten through it.

With a pen and notebook, Gu Shijiu was able to follow the teacher's pace and begin to listen to the lesson.

But her foundation was really too weak. As she listened, her brows furrowed involuntarily, and her face was full of confusion.

Those knowledge points were like a series of obscure and difficult codes to Gu Shijiu, which she could not decipher no matter how hard she tried.

She stared wide-eyed at the blackboard, trying to memorize the formulas and concepts; then she looked down at her textbook, feeling increasingly confused.

Gu Shijiu sat motionless at the table for more than two hours, and the first day of her student life was finally over.

After this battle, she not only became famous in her class, but her fame even spread to other grades.

Everyone is speculating about why Xiangyang suddenly became so good at fighting, and some people think that she was pretending to be weak before she actually did something.

The question is, what is her reason for doing this? Is it because she has read too many novels about sons-in-law and wants to experience the feeling of being slapped in the face?

There were many rumors and speculations at the school, and the stories became increasingly outrageous.

The teachers were also having a heated discussion in the office.

Although they don't usually pay much attention to school bullying, they are still quick to gather information.

Some teachers felt that Xiangyang must have suffered some kind of shock to cause her sudden change in personality; others worried that her behavior might cause more conflicts on campus.

As a result, teachers paid extra attention to Gu Shijiu during class afterward, and they always felt that something was off about the student that day.

He usually keeps his head down or cries while burying his face in his desk, but today he actually looked like he was eager to learn.

So weird!

There were four classes in the afternoon as well, and Gu Shijiu tried her best to understand what the teacher was saying in each class.

But the confusing concepts and formulas seemed to be deliberately working against her, and they just wouldn't get into her head.

No teacher asked about what happened that morning until the school bell rang.

It was as if nothing had happened that day, just like when Xiangyang was bullied before.

Gu Shijiu felt relieved and listened attentively to the lesson, but her eyes went glazed over and her temples throbbed with pain.

What is all this? She can't understand a word of it!

Finally, school was over. Gu Shijiu hung her head and followed the crowd to the cafeteria for dinner, not even tasting the food in her mouth.

What a fulfilling day! My mind is brimming with knowledge (and knowledge).