Chapter 2: Her Lover, the Deceiver Part 2

This ABO world also had college entrance exams. This fact shocked and exasperated Jia Hua.

Really, there are exams everywhere.

The faint sound of footsteps came—this would be the second student to arrive at Senior 3 Class 1 this morning.

Jia Hua sat upright, her eyes fixed intently on the book, rapidly absorbing the knowledge within. The knowledge in the memories wasn’t very useful; after all, the original owner’s grades were dead last in the class. If not for the empire’s laws prohibiting student evaluation based on grades and forbidding ability-based class division, Jia Hua would have been thrown into the very worst class for stragglers, instead of being able to sit as deskmate with Zhen Yan, who was first in the grade.

Her deskmate Zhen Yan, whose grades were consistently at the top, excellent in character and learning, good-looking, and loyal to her friends, was the crush of countless male and female Omegas.

As for why everyone merely harbored secret crushes and none dared to openly pursue her, it was all because of Jia Hua.

First year of high school, someone had given Zhen Yan a love letter. When Jia Hua discovered it, she snatched the love letter meant for Zhen Yan, ran to that girl’s class, and in front of everyone, tore the letter to shreds and fiercely threw the pieces in the girl’s face. The girl burst into tears on the spot.

And at that time, Zhen Yan just stood behind Jia Hua, silent, her eyes icy cold as she watched the hysterical Jia Hua.

To a madwoman, she didn’t want to say much.

Jia Hua’s blatant possessiveness over Zhen Yan, along with the fact that they entered and left school together every day, gradually led everyone to assume they were a couple. Therefore, everyone only dared to secretly pine and not openly declare their feelings.

“Bang—” A schoolbag slammed onto the desk next to Jia Hua.

Jia Hua, startled, looked up to see the cold-faced Zhen Yan. Jia Hua frowned: “Did you eat gunpowder first thing in the morning?”

Zhen Yan looked down at Jia Hua: “…Are you deliberately messing with me?”

Jia Hua closed her book, puzzled: “What am I messing with you about?”

Zhen Yan took a deep breath, pulled out her chair, and sat down heavily. Her throat moved, wanting to say something but stopping. Finally, she just said: “You could clearly get up early like today to go to school. Why did you always have to leave so late before, deliberately making me late with you to embarrass me?”

Jia Hua: “…”

Oh, that wasn’t me. Go reason with the original owner.

Jia Hua was just about to find an excuse to fabricate when a few students walked in through the class entrance. Seeing them, they exclaimed in surprise: “Heavens! Sister Yan, your title as the King of Tardiness is in jeopardy! Coming to school so early, a mortal miracle!”

Zhen Yan, hearing this, sent a frosty glare at Jia Hua.

Jia Hua: “…It’s not like I caused you to be late. What does it have to do with me.”

Zhen Yan turned her head and scolded: “Scram, I’ve always gotten up early.”

Those few people jogged over to Zhen Yan’s desk with their schoolbags, fawning: “Sister Yan, our brains weren’t working right early this morning, they’re mud… ahem, so, dear sister, could we borrow your homework book to, uh, reference it? We’ll return it very quickly~~”

Zhen Yan pulled a homework book out of her bag and tossed it to them: “Get lost then.”

The group, securing the homework book, grinned brilliantly: “As you command, we’ll roll away now!”

Originally coming early was just to copy homework; now it was in the bag.

Meanwhile, Jia Hua, hearing their conversation, froze.

There was homework? She didn’t know.

Had she written it? No.

What to do? Ask someone.

Sigh, even if she couldn’t be a rich woman, at least give her the identity of an adult. But no, they stuck her with a student’s identity; she still had to study…

Tragic.

Jia Hua turned her head to look at Comrade Zhen Yan, who had her book open and was diligently studying. She reached out a finger and poked her arm.

First poke, ignored.

Second poke, also ignored.

Third poke…

“What do you want?” Zhen Yan turned her head and asked quietly with a cold face.

Jia Hua ignored Zhen Yan’s cold gaze, leaned closer, and proactively asked: “Hello, may I ask what the homework was last night?”

Zhen Yan looked at the beautiful face right in front of her and scooted her butt further away: “…You didn’t do it?”

Jia Hua was truly pitiful; there was no homework in the original owner’s memory. Was that her fault? She had to say: “Right.”

Zhen Yan glanced at Jia Hua, then grudgingly pulled a book from her drawer, flipped to a page, and pointed to the circled problems: “Problems 3, 5, 8, and 9. Hand it in during morning reading class.”

Jia Hua glanced at the corner of the book page, which was covered in notes, nodded in understanding: “Thanks.” Then silently took out the same textbook and flipped to the homework page.

A very distinct difference: Zhen Yan’s book was filled with notes, while Jia Hua’s book was as pristine as one sold in a bookstore. Jia Hua tried hard to remember, but finally gave up. The original owner’s most frequent use of this book was to rest her head on it while sleeping.

Jia Hua had a terrible headache. Even if they couldn’t give her the identity of a rich woman, at least give her a smart brain. This one now, what was it?

After taking a deep breath, Jia Hua calmed her heart and flipped to the first page, beginning to read word by word. The original owner was useless, so she could only rely on herself.

Sitting next to her, Zhen Yan secretly observed Jia Hua’s every move.

Was Jia Hua really going to study hard?

Was this still her?

Didn’t she used to cry and fuss, saying studying was too hard, that she couldn’t absorb a single thing, wanting to be a housewife?

During morning reading time, a female Beta teacher, who looked like she had just graduated university and wore glasses, came to collect homework. The students proactively held up their homework books.

This teacher’s surname was Li. She looked gentle, but was actually a ruthless character. If you didn’t listen to her or didn’t hand in her homework, she could come up with all sorts of ways to torment you.

Teacher Li walked to Zhen Yan’s side, took Zhen Yan’s homework book, then turned her gaze to Jia Hua and reached out her hand: “Jia Hua, where’s your homework?”

The entire class looked at Jia Hua and Teacher Li. In the past, Jia Hua would always copy Zhen Yan’s homework, so this situation had never arisen. Why didn’t she copy today?

Had the two had a falling out? Did that mean… they had a chance?

The gazes of the male and female Omegas in class instantly turned passionate.

Under the fervent stares of the whole class, Jia Hua stood up, shaking her head: “I’m sorry, teacher. I haven’t done it yet.”

The whole class, including Teacher Li, was stunned.

The tone was too sincere, the attitude too strange.

“Ahem…” Teacher Li recovered first. She cleared her throat and said, “If you didn’t understand the lesson, why didn’t you ask your classmates more? Write it when you can, then bring it to my office to hand in. As soon as possible!”

Jia Hua nodded: “Okay.”

Teacher Li’s eyes held a smile. She suddenly spoke: “Everyone should be like Jia Hua. If you can’t write it, don’t. Take your time, don’t always think about copying. Does copying give you the knowledge? If you don’t know it, you don’t know it. Be an honest person.”

Teacher Li didn’t punish Jia Hua but instead collected the other students’ homework books and left.

After she left, quite a few classmates murmured about Jia Hua, saying she was possessed, wondering why she seemed like a different person…

Jia Hua: …No system controlling me, I’m free. So what if I’m OOC.

After morning reading ended, Jia Hua took a bag with breakfast from her drawer and placed it on Zhen Yan’s desk: “You eat it.”

Zhen Yan glanced at the breakfast and pushed it back: “I’m not hungry.”

“Growl~~” Zhen Yan’s hand pushing the breakfast paused, her ears reddened, and she instantly withdrew her hand.

Jia Hua: Her stomach has been growling the entire morning reading. Only a ghost wouldn’t know she skipped breakfast.

Jia Hua’s face was full of sincerity: “I bought too much this morning.” She placed the breakfast back on Zhen Yan’s desk.

Zhen Yan pursed her lips and pushed the breakfast back, adamantly refusing to eat it.

Jia Hua sighed helplessly: “…Actually, I want you to teach me how to do the homework. I give you breakfast, you teach me to do the problems, okay?”

The child’s pride was strong; putting it another way would be better, right?

Zhen Yan moved her bottom farther away and glanced at Jia Hua: “Give up, you won’t be able to learn.”

Jia Hua: “…”

Better to eat the breakfast herself. This person didn’t deserve it.

Jia Hua was just about to put the breakfast bag back in her drawer to eat during break when Zhen Yan suddenly snatched it away.

“Since you can’t finish it, sell it to me, I’ll transfer you the money.” Zhen Yan quickly calculated the cost of the breakfast and then transferred it to Jia Hua.

Jia Hua: “…” Silently accepted the payment.

During class, Jia Hua devoted one hundred percent of her attention, earnestly trying to understand the various unfamiliar terms from the teacher’s mouth, her gaze always following the instructor. The teacher felt Jia Hua’s intense focus and lectured with even more vigor. Zhen Yan, however, kept her head down the whole time, her arm shielding something, writing something secretly.

“Here.”

Zhen Yan’s deliberately lowered voice suddenly sounded in Jia Hua’s ear.

Jia Hua looked down. Several sheets of scratch paper filled with detailed problem-solving steps were placed on her desk.

She’d been writing this all along?

Could this be considered a case of saying one thing while meaning another?