Daiyu: After being reborn, who still wants to be a yandere?

Just as he took a step forward and his butt was about to touch the stool.

"Dayu, good morning."

Lu Fang took a step forward, casually put a black schoolbag on the empty space, and got ahead of him.

When Daiyu turned around, Lu Fang showed her a row of big white teeth, smiling in a way that made him deserve a beating.

Lu Fang transferred from No. 1 Middle School to No. 6 Middle School. Although his admission quota to Tsinghua University had been cancelled, he was a student from No. 1 Middle School after all, and his grades had always been good.

Therefore, No. 6 Middle School also allowed him to arrange his school time flexibly. To put it bluntly, he could take time out to stroll around the school.

During the Redology exchange meeting, Daiyu was as productive as a printing machine. She sent him several restored manuscripts of Lin Daiyu's poems in A Dream of Red Mansions, which looked more authentic than the manuscripts they had painstakingly restored for several months.

When Xiao Ran saw Lu Fang, he was stunned. He was so nervous that his eyelids twitched several times, and even his voice was a little stuttering. He asked:

"Lu...Lu Fang?"

He never expected to see Lu Fang here.

Lu Fang, who was in No. 1 Middle School, was also full of mystery and legend. He rarely came to school and even took exams only occasionally.

All we know is that he is a professional chess player who has won several national professional chess championships.

Only Xiao Ran knew how terrifying Lu Fang was:

During the first monthly exam of last semester, Lu Fang suddenly had an urge to take the monthly math test.

That time, the test paper was very difficult. Even Xiao Ran, a recognized math genius in South City, only scored 150 out of 135 points. The others basically hovered within 100 points.

It was also that time that Xiao Ran suffered his first Waterloo in his life. His math score dropped to second place in Nancheng. He originally thought that Lin Xi was first, because usually the math scores of Lin Xi and him differed by two or three points.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xi came to him first that day and said that her math score had dropped to third in the single subject in Nancheng.

However, in the overall score, the two of them still ranked first and second in South City.

What kind of horror incident is this?

They both agreed that there might be something wrong with the scoring system.

As academic masters, they could not tolerate any flaws, so they went to the Academic Affairs Office to find the teacher and asked him to fix the scoring bug.

until……

The two of them rushed to the Academic Affairs Office and found a boy who was leaning back in a chair casually, with a lazy posture. The teacher opposite was talking to him, but he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Xiao Ran thought he was a sponsored student. After all, Nancheng No. 1 Middle School had no shortage of people with connections like the original owner.

Moreover, he had a strange face and was casual and unrestrained, and it was obvious at first glance that he was not on the same level as these ambitious students.

Xiao Ran looked down on this kind of sponsored students from the bottom of his heart. After all, he and Lin Xi had always been ranked first or second in their grade and were the school's best hope for admission to Tsinghua University. How could he look down on this kind of student who needed sponsorship to even get into No. 1 Middle School?

He was not polite at all and directly cut in line in front of Lu Fang and asked the teacher:

"Teacher, there is a problem with our school's scoring and ranking system."

The teacher only spoke to Lu Fang politely, even in a humble and pleading tone:

"Student Lu Fang, then you should go back and think about it carefully. This modeling competition is very important, and the school really hopes that you can participate."

Modeling contest?

Is it the one held in North City?

Xiao Ran immediately frowned and asked:

"Teacher, is this Wang Yun Experimental Modeling Competition?"

The teacher nodded.

Xiao Ran was displeased and questioned the teacher:

"Teacher, didn't you say that our school didn't win a spot in the modeling competition?"

The Wang Yun Experimental Modeling Competition is a new competition launched by Academician Wang Yun's Laboratory at Tsinghua University. It has a very high entry threshold and is an important reference for Wang Yun's Laboratory to screen and recruit members.

Xiao Ran had been fighting for this competition for a long time but had no chance to be invited. Now, the teacher wanted to give the opportunity directly to this sponsored student. Xiao Ran naturally couldn't tolerate this.

The teacher looked up at Xiao Ran, thought carefully, and after carefully choosing his words, he replied:

"Student Xiao, Wang Yun's laboratory cherishes talents and is afraid that their previous simple and rough screening will miss out on talents.

Therefore, this time, Tsinghua University specially issued a math test paper for the whole country, and students who scored above 140 points would be able to get a place in their modeling competition. "

Xiao Ran was anxious, he asked on the spot:

"What about our test papers? Why didn't Lin Xi and I get a chance to take the test?"

The teacher waved his hand at him, told him to be patient, and then explained:

"The math paper used nationwide for this monthly exam is the test paper."

Xiao Ran was speechless. Lu Fang beside him just flicked the strand of hair that was slightly hanging down from his forehead and said goodbye to the teacher:

"Teacher, I have nothing to do, so I will leave first."

The teacher had no choice but to let him go first, and before he left, he reminded him again to remember to consider participating in the competition.

Xiao Ran looked indignantly at the figure wearing non-mainstream ripped jeans walking out of the Academic Affairs Office, and then asked the teacher:

"Teacher, how many points did he get?"

The teacher just took out a report card from the drawer, handed it to Xiao Ran, and said to him:

"Student Xiao, please take a look at the report card first. I will go over to find our homeroom teacher, Lu Fang, and do some ideological work."

Since the ranking list was based on total scores, Xiao Ran and Lin Xi, starting from the third place onwards, used their two pairs of titanium eyes to search frantically.

Their school, including the liberal arts classes, has a total of more than 1,800 students, and the science classes have more than 1,200 students.

They found more than 800 people, but Lu Fang's name was not found.

Even Lin Xi suggested that he look at his grades in the liberal arts class.

Neither of them believed that a student who could participate in Wang Yun's laboratory modeling competition would come from the liberal arts class.

Sure enough, I searched through the liberal arts class report card but couldn't find it.

They even suspected that the "Lu Fang" they heard was not the "Lu Fang" they understood, or that the teacher's pronunciation was inaccurate.

They had no choice but to continue checking the science class report card until -

When I found the 1231st place, I saw that there was indeed a student named "Lu Fang".

Xiao Ran was still indignant and sneered:

"No. 1231, haha!"

Lin Xi was also speechless. She habitually looked at the total score first and complained:

"Haha, with a total score of 150, they might as well just make the internal appointment."

As the two hegemons of South City, they had never suffered such humiliation.

Just as the two of them were holding their report cards and were about to go over to the teacher to argue.

When Xiao Ran's eyes suddenly fell on the math score of "150", he pointed at the report card with trembling hands, and his eyelids twitched wildly as if he had seen a ghost.

150 points in mathematics, total score 150 points, is this a devilish subject bias?

There are voices of teachers discussing on the side:

"That Lu Fang is also strange this time. This is the first time he has taken a school exam since he enrolled."

"That's right, and I only took one math course."

Xiao Ran almost fainted at that time...

He looked at Lu Fang in front of him, who was still wearing a pair of ripped jeans, looking nonchalant, holding a piece of rice paper, and discussing something with Daiyu, just like last year.

Daiyu lowered her head, her eyes misty with sadness. Xiao Ran was in a daze and didn't dare to come forward at all.

While he was in a daze, suddenly, someone spoke behind him: