Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 155 I Want a Strawberry Milkshake 14

Song Xianyin sighed deeply, holding the bamboo broom.

Under such a blazing sun, who exactly said they wanted to train their labor skills?

They were sweeping with the students from Class 7. Unlike the students from Class 1, the students from Class 7 swept haphazardly everywhere, filling the air with dust.

Everyone silently looked at the two culprits.

Xie Yu's face turned red from holding back his anger. He swung the broom hard, yelling, "Chu Jiu-chan, prepare to die!"

Chu Jiu was prepared. Wearing a mask, her eyes were filled with determination: "Xie Yujun, today is your death day!"

With these two as the center, no one dared to stand beside them.

"Damn, are they crazy? Why isn't anyone yelling at them?" someone asked quietly.

Another person sighed: "Who dares to criticize them?"

These two people are incredibly rude. They insulted everyone involved, from the person directly involved to their entire family and even their ancestors, using the dirtiest and most vulgar methods possible.

Moreover, these two people have extremely loud voices; you simply can't out-argue them.

Song Xianyin turned her back; these two were getting crazier and crazier.

Fortunately, she didn't continue her mission to chase Xie Yu, otherwise those two brooms would have landed on her.

Just as Song Xianyin was lost in thought, a face mask suddenly appeared in front of her.

She looked up, bewildered. Jiang Yixing watched her quietly, holding a mask in his hand.

Song Xianyin choked up when she looked at Jiang Yixing's face. At this moment, Jiang Yixing's face was covered in dust, and his body was also covered in dust.

"Your mask?"

Jiang Yixing nodded slightly and said, "I just went back to the classroom to get it."

The classmate next to him silently gave him a thumbs up. He said, "Why did Jiang Yixing leave through the vortex without hesitation when everyone else was avoiding those two lunatics?"

Seeing that Song Xianyin had put on her mask, Jiang Yixing looked at the two people in the dust with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He still thinks they're sick, but he now knows he can't say that.

Song Xianyin wondered if it was just her imagination, but she suddenly felt that Jiang Yixing didn't seem as aloof as she had remembered him before.

In the past, whenever she saw Jiang Yixing, she felt that he was mocking her, but he didn't seem any different from before, yet she felt that something had changed.

When Xie Yu and Chu Jiu left happily, the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

These two are so energetic; their arm muscles must be very well-developed.

Jiang Yixing then handed the disinfectant wipes to Song Xianyin, who took one and wiped her face.

Jiang Yixing looked at her hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something: "How about a few more?"

Song Xianyin remained silent for a while, then took a few more sheets and wiped them again.

Jiang Yixing's tone was encouraging: "Wipe it again."

Song Xianyin got angry again. Why is Jiang Yixing so annoying?

"I've already wiped it several times, and if I wipe it any more, my skin will break. Am I that dirty?"

Jiang Yixing glanced at her, then looked away and said nothing more.

When it was time to hand in the broom, Jiang Yixing took it for her.

He took out some disinfectant wipes and carefully handed them to her: "Wipe it up, that broom is so dirty."

Song Xianyin looked at him helplessly: "I just wiped it."

Jiang Yixing had no choice but to take the disinfectant wipes back, a hint of regret on his face.

On their way back to the classroom, Song Xianyin kept thinking about her scores on the quizzes from the Olympiad classes over the past few days.

She didn't notice a small pit in front of her, and her body suddenly leaned forward.

In the instant she fell, Song Xianyin suddenly thought of a video in which the protagonist accidentally fell and then did a push-up.

Should she do one later to ease the awkwardness?

But the next second, Jiang Yixing grabbed her hand, his brows furrowed tightly.

The atmosphere between the two fell silent again.

Jiang Yixing looked at Song Xianyin and subconsciously let go of her hand: "Sorry."

Song Xianyin looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Thank you."

The two continued walking towards the classroom as if nothing had happened.

Recalling the warmth in his hands just now, Jiang Yixing's fingers trembled slightly, and then, as if out of control, quietly opened.

He was the one who should have said thank you; she wasn't angry that he had taken her hand.

Jiang Yixing lowered his head, his hands hanging down at his sides again. He took a deep breath and rubbed his fingertips.

So rude.

Song Xianyin had been secretly observing Jiang Yixing, and she found that Jiang Yixing really did seem quite strange.

He seems to have no idea how to get along with people, and many classmates really dislike him.

Song Xianyin frowned. Had she misunderstood him before? But she rarely misunderstood others.

In this quiz, Song Xianyin came in first place, not in the way of being tied for first place with Jiang Yixing, but in the way of being better than Jiang Yixing.

Song Xianyin looked at her report card and was in an extremely good mood.

She knew she was the best.

Jiang Yixing's parents are so educated and have such good genes. Moreover, Jiang Yixing has been educated with a lot of money since he was a child, so it's normal for him to do so well in exams now.

But her parents only had a primary school education. They could only give her food and nothing else. They had neither money nor love.

She grew up in such difficult circumstances, and to have reached this level, she should be called a genius.

The teacher was not surprised at all; she had long known that Song Xianyin was talented.

Song Xianyin's progress in other subjects was also astonishing, and she scored higher than Jiang Yixing more and more often.

The students in the class didn't like Jiang Yixing, but now they disliked Song Xianyin even more.

A student from Class 7 scored higher than Jiang Yixing. Isn't that a slap in the face to Class 1?

"I heard that Jiang Yixing is dating Song Xianyin, and Jiang Yixing is giving in to Song Xianyin," someone whispered.

The others also showed expressions of understanding.

"I knew Jiang Yixing couldn't beat Song Xianyin in the exam. That's impossible! What was Song Xianyin's ranking last time?"

A girl cupped her face in her hands with bright eyes and said, "Am I the only one who thinks this is sweet? Jiang Yixing is willing to give up his number one position just to make Song Xianyin happy."

"It would be funny if the college entrance exam was like this too." The man looked at him with some disdain. "Girls who study science don't have as much staying power as boys. Maybe she'll end up at the bottom."

The man continued talking incessantly, while the other students exchanged glances and silently turned away.

He frowned and shouted, "Why are you turning around? I haven't finished talking yet."

"You gossip, your sourness is practically overflowing."

The boy was so frightened by Song Xianyin's voice that he fell off the stool.

Song Xianyin narrowed her eyes: "If you dare to spread rumors again, I will tell the teacher."

"No wonder your grades are so bad; you've been focusing all your energy on things like this."

The boy's face turned bright red, and he stubbornly retorted, "It's true, how could you possibly outperform Jiang Yixing?"

Jiang Yixing has always been number one since he was a child, and he always manages to leave the second-place student far behind.