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Zhao Qian's neck stiffened. "So what if you heard? Just messing around! Who knew she would be so fragile? She had it coming!"
"Messing around?" I scoffed, stepping down from the hospital bed and walking up to her. Despite being shorter, my presence completely overshadowed her. "You pushed me into a dark room filled with dust and abandoned basketball hoops, locked the door, and then shoved me hard enough to make me hit my head. Is that what you call messing around?"
In a flash, I grabbed Zhao Qian's hand as she tried to shove something back into her pocket—my phone!
Her expression changed instantly, and she reached out to snatch it back, her nails nearly scratching my face. I twisted my wrist and easily dodged her, holding onto the phone tightly. "Feeling guilty? What treasures are you hiding in there that you're afraid to let anyone see?"
With my phone in hand, Zhao Qian was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, screaming to get it back until Dean shouted at her.
"Zhao Qian! What do you think you're doing?"
"That's my phone!" she stubbornly retorted.
"Oh?" I raised the phone and lit up the screen, revealing a picture of my cat. "Do you recognize it? Its name is Tangyuan. Are you sure this is your phone?"
Zhao Qian was left speechless, her face turning beet red. Sun Rui and Li Meng also fell silent.
I turned to the principal. "Principal, there are recordings on this phone. It clearly captures how they cornered me, how they insulted me, how they tried to take my phone, and how they pushed me down and injured me. Does this count as bullying? Does it count as intentional harm? Should we call the police?"
The principal took the phone, his face turning pale as he played the recording. Zhao Qian's sharp and mocking laughter, Sun Rui's foul language, Li Meng's feigned concern followed by suppressed giggles, and my quiet sobs… all crystal clear.
Zhao Qian's face went completely white.
"This is unacceptable! Call their parents! Write an apology!" The principal was so furious his hands trembled.
Before Zhao Qian was taken away, she shot me a venomous glare that seemed to wish for my demise. I knew this was just the beginning; it wasn't nearly enough.
Back in the classroom, everyone's gaze toward me had changed. The Lin Xi who used to cry when bullied had fought back today and made Zhao Qian and her friends suffer.
My deskmate Xu Weiwei nudged me. "Xi Xi, are you… are you okay? They definitely won't let this go!"
In my past life, she had secretly given me band-aids when I was hurt, but I had weakly pushed her away.
"I'm fine," I smiled at her for the first time since my rebirth. "Wei Wei, from now on, I won't let anyone bully me again. Whoever dares to reach out will have their claws chopped off."
She looked at me with a mix of unfamiliarity and excitement.
I opened my textbook. Revenge needed to be executed step by step, but I couldn't neglect my studies. The grades and future ruined by bullying in my past life—I would reclaim everything in this one.
From today onward, I am Niu Hulu Lin Xi!
Zhao Qian and her friends were called in by their parents, wrote apologies, and offered token gestures of remorse. As expected, retaliation came swiftly.
My desk was splattered with a foul-smelling unknown liquid, the strap of my backpack was cut, and my newly bought pen was broken and thrown on the ground. The methods were even more vicious than in my past life.
If this had happened before, I would have surely cried in fear and quietly cleaned up the mess. But now?
I picked up the cup that had been doused with filth (thankfully, it was empty) and walked over to Zhao Qian, who was smugly laughing with Sun Rui and Li Meng. Without hesitation, I splashed the contents of the cup right onto her face!
“Ah—!” Zhao Qian screamed, her face and hair covered in disgusting muck.
“Zhao Qian,” I said calmly, though my gaze was as cold as ice, “you splash me once, I splash you back. It’s only fair. Next time you touch my things, what might hit your face could be sulfuric acid. Want to try?”
The classroom fell into complete silence. Zhao Qian pointed at me, trembling with rage but unable to utter a word, likely intimidated by my fierce demeanor.
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