Maybe just confess the truth?
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Tan Fu sighed helplessly and swallowed the medicine he got from the school doctor.
The next second, the scratches on her body healed at a speed visible to the n***d eye, and she couldn't help but marvel at the magic of her powers.
"It is indeed a healing pill specially designed for supernatural students. I only used one pill and my wounds were completely healed."
After the wound heals, the system naturally resolves the pain shielding.
The class bell rang.
People in Class 1, Grade 3, rushed back to the classroom.
"Hey, where is Tan Fu? Why didn't you see her?"
"Ha, brother, didn't you go to the martial arts arena to watch the ring match just now? They were in the ring just now.
"What? She went to the ring? With whom?"
There were a lot of discussions in the classroom. Those who were excited to go to see the arena, and those who were regretful that they had not gone to see the arena. They all asked their classmates about the arena competition. Before they could publicize what they saw and heard, the classroom door opened. He was pushed away.
Outside the door, a dark-haired girl stood tall and straight, with a calm expression.
The discussion in the classroom suddenly weakened.
Qingtan High School distributes classes according to their strength. There are 13 classes in total. The better the strength, the higher the class ranking. Therefore, class (1) is the best class in the entire senior year, which is also commonly known as the key class.
Everyone who can sit here is the best in the school.
But now, the eyes of these outstanding figures were all looking at the same place - the girl with an indifferent face.
Tan Fu walked back to her seat calmly. Her expression was cold, as if she couldn't see these vague glances.
Since it is a pretense setting, then this pretense must continue to be fake.
She was indeed the most arrogant girl in Qingtan High School, and she didn’t even give them a glance.
Everyone sighed when they saw her frosty look.
As the bell fell, the head teacher quickly came in with the textbook. He walked to the podium, pushed up his glasses, and glanced at Tan Fu without any trace.
"The college entrance examination is approaching, and I won't talk nonsense to you. I know that you have been very impatient recently and want to find someone to learn from each other to improve your strength. There is nothing wrong with that..."
"But you must have some confidence in your own strength. Don't challenge talented players without knowing the truth. You know what I'm talking about..."
Although the teacher did not say who it was, anyone with a discerning eye would know who he was talking about.
They glanced at the silent girl tacitly.
Besides her, who else has competed in the ring today?
Just because they knew it, they were so surprised.
They were like a mirror in their hearts. Although the head teacher didn't say it explicitly, he meant the same thing both inside and outside.
——Don’t seek bad luck with her.
Tan Fu is so terrifying!
The class teacher glanced at them and said, "There are also students with relatively strong overall strength. Try not to be so heavy-handed during the competition, and leave a way for the weaker students to survive."
As soon as these words came out, the students in class one took a deep breath and turned their heads to look at the girl who had no expression at all.
Tan Fu was looking for textbooks for class in the stacks of books with a normal expression.
After realizing that someone was looking at her, she raised her eyelashes and lowered them again, looking calm and composed.
What are you looking at? Do you hear anything?
What kind of opponent looks for what kind of strength? If you bunch of top students catch me, a weakling, in a duel again, I will tell the teacher that you bully a weakling... chicken?
Hmm...something seems not right.
Looking at the awe-filled eyes of her classmates, her face froze.
An unknown premonition emerged in my heart.
Slowly raising his head, he saw the head teacher's appreciative yet faintly condemning gaze.
Tan Fu: "..."
Oh, am I the one who is strong?
Looking at their increasingly shocked eyes.
The envy, jealousy, and hatred she felt when looking at a genius directly shocked her.
No! I don't!
I'm not!
Teacher, you misunderstood me!
If you say this, after this class, I’m afraid the whole Cheongdam High School will spread——
Have you heard? That Tan in Class 1, even the teacher said she was amazing.
Why do you have to embarrass a weakling like this?
Thinking of this, Tan Fu felt difficulty breathing, "System, do you think I will be beaten by the teacher if I refute?"
The system replied, “I don’t know
Tan Fu: "..."
Just when she was about to cry, the head teacher pushed up the black glasses on her face and started class.
"As you all know, the examination for students with special abilities is divided into a literary test and a martial arts test. The literary test only accounts for 30% of the total score, but the martial arts test accounts for 70%..."
Because of the teacher's defense of her false reputation just now, Tan Fu was filled with grief and anger, and her eyes widened with anger.
I hope the head teacher can see her anger.
But the head teacher didn't notice it and continued to teach.
Time passed in the blink of an eye.
Finally, after class was over, he closed the textbook.
"Tan Fu, you come with me, the others are off from school
Tan Fu nodded, put down his schoolbag, and followed him out of the classroom.
Seeing their leaving figures, Yuran stopped packing her things. She turned to look at the young man who was still sitting in his seat studying the questions, and said in a joking tone, "Sir monitor, why do you think the old class asked her to come over?"
The young man didn't even raise his head, "This is none of our business.
Yuran shrugged, "What are you pretending to be? You would have left long ago at this point, but now you are staying here to answer questions for the first time, don't you care? Jiang Lan, now that this famous genius is no longer hidden, you say I will give it a try." Will the spot still be yours?"
Seeing that his movements stopped unconsciously, Yuran sneered, all the bad breath in his heart dissipated, and walked away humming a song.
Jiang Lan's expression was dim and unclear, his eyes were full of gloom, and his hand holding the pen in his hand became harder and harder...
Until the pen was firmly inserted into the wooden table.
No matter who it is, the big quota is his!
No one can compete with him!
Not even Tan Fu can do it!
Tan Fu followed the teacher to the office.
Teacher Li sat down in her seat and glanced at the students with frosty faces. Most students would be nervous when called to the office, but she was calm, "Tan Fu, do you know what I asked you to do?"
Tan Fu shook his head slightly.
Seeing the dignity that inadvertently revealed on the girl's indifferent face, Teacher Li sighed, "It's for your future!"
"Since you came to Cheongdam High School, you have asked for leave for every exam, and you have been procrastinating even in practical classes. The number of times you have come to class in the past three years can only be counted on your fingers..."
"Are you dissatisfied with the school?"
Hearing the teacher's words, Tan Fu wiped away the non-existent cold sweat.
Indeed, in order to keep her secret, the original owner rarely came to school. Except for theoretical classes, she was mostly absent from practical classes. This was almost an intolerable sin.
If the school hadn't been interested in her talent, she would have been expelled long ago.
Seeing the teacher like this, the school has tolerated her for a long time.
But if not, her false genius shell would have been exposed long ago.
So now the question is, an ordinary girl who is not a genius has been burdened with the name of a genius because of other people's misunderstandings. If it were you, what would you do?
She doesn't know about others, Tan Fu only knows her own thoughts...
Or, just confess like this?
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