The vixen's journey through time

"Miss Jiang, are you... okay?" Wu Yong looked through the rearview mirror and saw Chacha suddenly covering her chest with her right hand and lowering her head. He didn't know why, but he said worriedly.

"I...it's okay..." However, her heart suddenly felt empty, as if she had lost something.

The car window was open, and the wind blew in, blowing away the strangeness in Chacha's heart.

"Uncle Wu, drive faster. I want to go to school early and study hard!"

After all, she had threatened to become the number one scholar in Suzhou City this year.

When she arrived at school, Chacha followed the crowd and found that many classmates looked at her differently.

They still whisper, but it’s no longer ridicule or disgust. How can I put it? Quite diverse.

To the left of Chacha were two female classmates, one tall and one short. They looked at Chacha for a while, whispered for a while, looked at Chacha again, and then covered their faces.

"What should I do? Jiang classmate looked at me, she looked over! I'm so nervous!" The short girl stood on tiptoes excitedly and whispered to the tall girl.

The tall girl bent slightly to accommodate the short girl. She covered her face and whispered in a low voice: "Classmate Jiang's eyes are so bright! I accidentally looked at her just now and was shocked!"

"Help! She is so sassy! What should I do? It's not the wind, not the fan, but the heart!" The short girl blushed even more.

"Oh! It would be great if I could be in the same class as Jiang Cha. I heard that she has a snakeskin bag of century-old wild ginseng! I really want to be friends with her!" Gao Girl said regretfully.

"I heard that classmate Jiang is challenging all the students in the first class of the third grade of high school by herself. The target is to be the number one scholar in the Sioux City! She is so awesome! I admire her so much!"

"Yes, yes! Class 1 is the most mixed class in Qingyuan!..."

Chacha listened to it in bits and pieces, and finally came to the conclusion that these two classmates were probably attracted by her century-old ginseng.

System: My host is allergic to other people's "kindness"!

To Chacha's right was a female classmate wearing glasses. The female classmate looked at it again and again, hesitating. Finally, when Chacha was about to pass her, she finally mustered up the courage to step forward.

The girl with glasses buried her head, rushed to Chacha, put a card into Chacha's hand, hurriedly said, "Classmate Jiang, please accept my letter of challenge!" and ran away.

"Oh! Be careful!" Chacha saw that the girl almost bumped into someone else and hurriedly warned her.

After the people walked away, she opened the card and it read "Challenge!"

Well, there is no signature, no chips, and no unnecessary elaboration, just a clean copy of "My Competition with You."

Chacha looked at it and couldn't help but smile.

She accepted this special challenge and put it in her schoolbag.

she thinks! very nice! Isn't this what youth is?

So! Hello youth!

"Jiang Cha! I am Wang Zijian from Class Two! This is my confession letter! Here it is! If you accept it, it means you are my girlfriend!"

Chacha was still sighing about her youth when a letter was thrown at her, and she subconsciously caught it.

"Since you are my girlfriend, give me the century-old ginseng and I will keep it. Otherwise, you can take it back to my mother. With this, she will not dislike you for having a bad background!"

The visitor, namely Wang Zijian, had his arms crossed, his chin raised high, and his eyes squinting at Chacha.

Chacha...

Chacha: "System, this person is more than two, and he is also cheap! Why am I her girlfriend? Why should I give him ginseng? Why do you fucking dislike me! I'm sure it's not something wrong with him!"

System: "Yeah! Who is this person? Jumping up and down like this, host? Does he have that, what kind of delusional disorder? I heard that it's quite pitiful to have this disease!"

Chacha: "How pitiful is that? Then I'll go and help treat him..."