This Time, I'm Not to Be Messed With 3: Rumors and Counteroffensive
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I turned back to my seat, pulled out a wet wipe to clean my hands, and took out my spare textbook to read. 0
 
Xu Weiwei whispered, “Xi Xi, are you really that fierce? Her dad…” 0
 
“Don’t worry,” I interrupted her. “If a mad dog bites, just bite back.” Standing firm was merely a deterrent. I needed stronger weapons. 0
 
I began to train vigorously. Morning runs, evening runs, and on weekends, I took self-defense classes. My body was my capital for revolution and my confidence for self-protection. 0
 
At the same time, I poured all my energy into studying. The memories from my rebirth provided me with an almost supernatural memory boost, and with my already solid foundation, I absorbed knowledge at lightning speed. During the first monthly exam, it felt like I had taken a rocket from the middle of the grade straight into the top ten, leaving Zhao Qian and her group hundreds of places behind. 0
 
On the day the results were announced, the homeroom teacher specifically sought me out for a conversation, her eyes filled with surprise. This made me realize that grades were not only a shield for the future but also armor for the present. 0
 
Zhao Qian and her friends were temporarily subdued by my “dual talents,” but their gazes toward me grew more sinister, like snakes lurking in the shadows. 0
 
For the math competition class selection, both Jiang Chen and I were chosen. He still sat near me, and sometimes I could feel his gaze lingering on my back. Once he noticed the bruises on my arm from practicing self-defense and frowned slightly but said nothing. This former cold observer seemed to have gained a bit more “humanity” in this life? But I didn’t have time to ponder that; a bigger storm was brewing. 0
 
The storm was fiercer than I had imagined. 0
 
The school forum’s anonymous section exploded: “Shocking Scandal! Formerly invisible student stops at nothing to rise to the top; cheating on exams and flirting with the school heartthrob—full account!” 0
 
The post vividly claimed that I had cheated during the monthly exam, that I pretended to fall during gym class to get close to male classmates, and even included a photo of Jiang Chen and me discussing problems in Competition Class (the angle was particularly sneaky and ambiguous), captioned “Some girl obsessively clings to the school heartthrob; he’s overwhelmed by her.” It even hinted at my questionable private life. 0
 
The viciousness of these rumors surpassed anything I had experienced in my previous life! 0
 
“No wonder her grades skyrocketed; turns out she’s been cheating!” 0
 
“Scheming b*tch! She’d do anything to get close to Jiang Chen!” 0
 
“She usually acts so innocent; who knew she was this cheap!” 0
 
“Why doesn’t someone like her just disappear?” 0
 
Xu Weiwei was so angry she started crying. “How can they slander you like this! I’ll go tear them apart!” 0
 
I held her back, maintaining a calm expression. Compared to the threat of being stripped bare and photographed in my past life, this was nothing but mere slander! But silence is complicity! 0
 
“Wei Wei, don’t cry; help me post this.” I handed her an edited document. 0
 
Soon after, a verified post appeared on the forum with the author: Lin Xi. 0
 
Title: “A Gift for the Clowns in Anonymous Zone, and by the way, Miss Zhao Qian, does your dad know about his embezzlement to buy you that bag?” 0
 
In the post, I first threw out piles of notes and photos of my practice records to prove my hard work. Then came the main point: 0
 
 
Zhao Qian and Sun Rui were in the women's restroom, plotting how to bribe other classmates to testify that I had cheated, their conversation filled with malicious curses. 0
 
Li Meng boasted to others about how she had stalked and secretly filmed me and Jiang Chen, deliberately finding angles to slander me with video clips. 0
 
The most explosive piece of evidence was a recording of Zhao Qian crying to Sun Rui. In it, she revealed that her father had embezzled hundreds of thousands from the company to buy her a limited edition bag. However, when the accounts went awry and her mother discovered the truth, their home was now filled with daily arguments that nearly escalated into violence. She feared her father would end up in jail. The audio was clear and packed with significant information! 0
 
 
 
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