Rongcheng No. 3 Middle School, Wang Zixin took a month's sick leave and returned to school before the final exam.
As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I was attracted by a black business car. Many students stopped and talked a lot, saying that a film crew came to the school to shoot scenes. Everyone was very excited. After all, filming is a very mysterious thing for high school students.
"Wang Zixin, are you back to health?"
Someone patted her shoulder and looked back. The person's name seemed to be Li Meng, and she was Wang Zixin's only friend in this school.
She said "hmm" and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"You don't know yet, right? There is a film crew coming to shoot a promotional video. I heard that some of us will be selected for extra roles. Zi Xin, do you think the school will choose us?"
Before she could answer, Li Meng sighed and said, "We will definitely not be chosen. Who put us in the ordinary class? Those students in the top class are the first choice."
Wang Zixin was not interested in continuing to watch. When she turned to leave, her peripheral vision glanced at the person who had just got out of the car.
Seeing the living "self", she was in a trance for a moment.
Wang Zixin looks very average, with a flat nose and small eyes. Her facial features are still far from beautiful, let alone a great beauty.
That body was different, she looked like Song Bijun, a typical beauty. In the past, many gangsters in the town were her licking dogs, chasing after her every day and calling her "sister".
Feeling a strange gaze, Ji Momo looked over. A group of enthusiastic little boys looked over at her and screamed strangely.
Ji Momo couldn't help but smile and wave to them.
"Wow! It's the end of the season, my idol goddess."
"Yes, yes, I like Sister Mo the most. She is only three years older than us. Ah, what a fairy sister. She studies well, is beautiful, and can act. She is the girl of my dreams."
"Are you disgusting? Sister Mo Mo is the goddess in my heart. Why is my goddess the lover of your dreams?"
Wang Zixin was so disgusted by the little boys' quarrels that she curled her lips in disdain and really wanted to punch out the soul hiding in her body to see what kind of virtue she had.
She gave a few people a cold look, returned to the classroom, took out her book and started studying.
When her seatmate saw her taking out a book, she snatched the book from her hand as if she had discovered a new world.
"Wang Zixin, are you sick? You are ranked last in the school and you are actually studying?"
She was stunned for a moment. She did not inherit the memory of the original owner. She did not know that the original owner was a complete college scumbag in school.
Lu Jun probably had already investigated it, so he repeatedly mocked her for being unrealistic.
"Give me the book back." She stared at the boy coldly and said.
"If you don't give me anything and don't urinate and take pictures, what kind of virtue is that? What can your brain understand?"
"I say it again, give me the book back."
She is a famous thorn in Huang Xizhen, and she fights hard and accurately. Now her eyes are like murderous knives. When the boy hesitated, she snatched the book back and said coldly, "If you mess with me again, you may die!"
The boy's eyes widened in horror, and the students in the back seat were also surprised when they saw this scene.
"Wang Zixin, you didn't dare to look up at people when you spoke before, and your voice was as quiet as a mosquito. Why do you seem to be a different person today?"
"Haha! She was in a car accident and probably injured her brain."
The boy at the same table was unconvinced and took advantage, but his body was hiding from Wang Zixin's sudden attack.
"I want to study, please don't disturb me."
"Hahaha, Wang Zixin, it's not that we look down on you, but have you forgotten that you are the last one?"