Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 150 I Want a Strawberry Milkshake 9

Song Xianyin rubbed herself against the blanket.

She hadn't slept this well in a long time, even though she used to suffer a lot when she woke up in the morning.

Before even hearing the alarm, Song Xianyin closed her eyes and continued sleeping soundly.

Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

No way……

Song Xianyin opened her eyes. The sun shone through the gap in the curtains, and the sunlight had never been so dazzling when she woke up before.

Song Xianyin: ...

She opened her phone, saw the time on the screen, and suddenly felt like just falling asleep and dying.

She hurriedly dressed, startling the two elderly people who were having breakfast.

"None of you woke me up!" Song Xianyin wailed as she rushed to the sink.

Grandma took her water cup and filled it with hot water for her, her face showing some anxiety: "Your grandpa and I thought you had already left."

From the time Song Xianyin started junior high school, her maternal grandmother no longer saw her in the mornings, because the two elderly people were still asleep when Song Xianyin left for school.

Grandpa was eating his noodles when he chuckled and said, "You got up so late, your teacher is going to make you stand outside the classroom as punishment."

Grandma slapped Grandpa hard: "Still laughing."

Song Xianyin was already in despair. Half of the morning self-study time had already passed, and by the time she got to the classroom, the first class would probably have already started.

Song Xianyin quickly washed her face and ran downstairs. Her grandmother, holding steamed buns, called down, "Bring the steamed buns up!"

"I won't eat it!"

We're doomed.

When Song Xianyin arrived at the school, several student council members were chatting and laughing at the entrance, holding registration books in their hands.

Song Xianyin huddled in the corner watching them. Could she make up a name for them later?

I hope I won't be discovered.

Just as she was about to step forward, Jiang Yixing suddenly appeared, and Song Xianyin immediately shrank back into the corner.

This is really the end for her; Jiang Yixing will definitely expose her.

The bell rang to signal the end of morning self-study. The other students went to buy breakfast with smiles, leaving Jiang Yixing alone at the door.

If she doesn't go in soon, her first class will start.

Song Xianyin's face was ashen as she walked into the school with her head down.

Jiang Yixing was looking at the registration form in his hand when Song Xianyin took advantage of his inattention and quickly ran inside. She was so fast that it was as if a ghost was chasing her.

Jiang Yixing paused as he flipped through the registration form.

When Song Xianyin arrived at the classroom, panting, the class was filled with sighs and lamentations.

"Why are you correcting my work so harshly? My English teacher is going to scold me again."

"Damn, you made so many mistakes. My revisions are already pretty basic, okay?"

Song Xianyin glanced around at the people in her seat and quietly asked the girl next to her, "Did the English teacher ask me anything?"

The girl paused for a moment, then said, "The English teacher isn't here; the class representative is leading a dictation test."

She looked at Song Xianyin, who was covered in sweat, and lowered her voice: "You didn't come? Don't worry, many teachers went to meetings during the morning self-study period."

Song Xianyin wiped her sweat with a tissue and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With some time before class, Song Xianyin planned to go to the school supermarket to buy something to eat.

She had run too fast and was panting heavily. She rushed out the back door with her head down.

"hiss--"

"Sorry." Song Xianyin felt a sharp pain in her forehead from the impact.

Jiang Yixing looked at her forehead, which was red from the impact, and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

He looked into her eyes, his hand froze, and he pulled it back.

Both of them were stunned.

Song Xianyin frowned and rubbed her forehead. Jiang Yixing was really a weirdo...

Jiang Yixing stood in the doorway, looking at Song Xianyin's expression, his voice a little hoarse: "Your book didn't hit me that day."

"Oh."

Song Xianyin's mind was in complete turmoil; she thought for a long time but couldn't remember.

The school bell rang, and Song Xianyin reluctantly returned to her seat.

It wasn't until class started that she finally remembered what Jiang Yixing had been talking about.

It must have been on her first day in the class that someone pushed her book over and it hit his foot.

Song Xianyin looked at the teacher on the podium, who was speaking fluently, and felt somewhat confused.

Why did Jiang Yixing suddenly tell her about this?

Song Xianyin always felt that someone was watching her; her sixth sense was always very accurate.

But every time she turned around, she couldn't find anyone looking at him; Jiang Yixing was always doing those stupid problems.

I got caught up in it again.

During the afternoon physical education class, Song Xianyin saw Class 7 on the other side of the playground.

Chu Jiu saw her from afar and kept jumping and waving at her.

Just then, a figure suddenly darted out from behind Chu Jiu and pinned her down. The two quickly began fighting.

Song Xianyin choked up. As expected of them, both of them were quite resilient.

During free time, Chu Jiu came to find Song Xianyin crying.

As soon as she saw Song Xianyin, she immediately climbed onto her back.

Chu Jiu cried so hard she could barely breathe: "I'm going to drink my Chinese medicine."

Song Xianyin looked at her with a puzzled expression: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Chu Jiu wiped away her tears and cried, "No, I want to change my sexual orientation."

Song Xianyin fell completely silent.

"Please carry me to the infirmary, okay? My feet hurt so much and my heart hurts so much. I feel like I'm going to mutate," Chu Jiu cried out.

She will never forgive that Xie Yu.

Song Xianyin carried her on her back and staggered a few steps, almost causing Chu Jiu to fall off.

Chu Jiu was terrified and quickly grabbed her neck.

"You'll be held responsible if you kill me!"

"It's not that exaggerated!"

Just as Song Xianyin was about to rush to the infirmary, she suddenly felt a darkness in front of her.

Song Xianyin and Chu Jiu looked up, completely bewildered.

Jiang Yixing stood in front of them with a frown, his face still bearing that aloof expression.

"What's wrong? I'll carry her on my back."

Chu Jiu and Song Xianyin both found Jiang Yixing very strange.

Chu Jiu was annoyed by Jiang Yixing's pathetic state: "Who told you to carry me? You're just bothering us. Don't you understand our fun? You're just being a nuisance."

Jiang Yixing frowned even more when he heard what Chu Jiu said. He really wasn't used to being around someone like that.

Chu Jiu glared at him. She was the most experienced at dealing with these kinds of people; a few swear words were enough to break their defenses.

Chu Jiu adopted the same fighting spirit she had when arguing with Xie Yu, and kept chattering away.

"You're a dead man, understand? Stop pretending to be my father. I can smell your stench from far away."

Song Xianyin quickly interrupted her: "Alright, alright, I'll carry you there now."

Chu Jiu and Xie Yu are both quite outrageous, especially when they're arguing; sometimes she doesn't even dare to listen.

She scolded him even more harshly than his grandmother.

Jiang Yixing frowned but didn't say anything, showing no sign of breaking down.

Seeing him like this, Chu Jiu's competitive spirit was immediately aroused.