Chapter 15: The Girl with Delusions of Grandeur

Zhou Feng left the classroom and searched on his phone, discovering that men could also suffer from breast diseases. This made him even more worried, so he immediately returned to the office to ask the dean for leave, handed over the ninth class's lessons to Teacher Li from the language department, and prepared to go to the hospital for a check-up to ease his mind.

Teacher Li was dumbfounded when he heard the news. "What? Has Teacher Zhou been so irritated by students that he's lost his mind? He actually believed a student and thinks he's ill, so he's going for a check-up?"

With a snort of disbelief, Teacher Li picked up the class register and looked at Bai Chuwei's information, only to find it completely blank.

"Could it be she's so bad at academics that she didn't even bother to submit her historical records?" Teacher Li frowned, muttering to himself. "I really want to see what sort of oddity this new student is!"

Even the notoriously strict Teacher Zhou had been fooled.

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When class ended, the students in the room warmly approached Bai Chuwei.

A tall, handsome figure stepped in from outside, carrying a stack of new books in his arms. He placed them by Bai Chuwei's feet, wiped away a bead of sweat, and smiled. "Bai, I picked up your new books for you. I hope you can settle into our class quickly."

This person was... Xu Xingchen.

The girls nearby squealed with excitement, cupping their faces. This type of boy—handsome and gentlemanly—was exactly their favorite!

A subtle, ambiguous smile played on Bai Chuwei's exquisitely beautiful face. She remembered from the original novel that the protagonist, as an adopted daughter, entered Henghua First High. She had grown up without parents or care, and her foster family hadn't treated her well either. The male lead's gesture instantly won the protagonist's favor and infatuation.

What a pity. Xu Xingchen's actions were merely to maintain his helpful persona in front of his classmates. To him, the class wasn't a group of peers; it was his future network of connections!

Everyone was just a tool for the male lead.

Bai Chuwei responded calmly, "Thank you."

Xu Xingchen's smile stiffened slightly. He hadn't expected Bai Chuwei to be so indifferent, without the blush or surprise he'd anticipated.

Bai Chuwei casually picked up a language textbook and flipped through it, her expression suddenly turning strange.

She commented with a mature air, "I never imagined that students nowadays are memorizing poems I once wrote."

Duan Xingye stared at her as if he'd seen a ghost, craning his neck for a look. "What? 'Peach Garden at the Mountain Temple'—you wrote this?"

Bai Chuwei nodded. Having lived for five thousand years, she had written poetry countless times, as people of her era loved composing verse. Who would have thought that her casual writings would become required readings for today's students...

A tall girl with a ponytail, Gao Qiaoqiao, sneered coldly. "Ha, now people brag without even drafting their lies. This masterpiece is yours? Why not claim you knew Li Dabai?"

Bai Chuwei recalled for a moment, then nodded in admission. "Indeed, I knew him. We were once friends." He always liked dragging her out for drinks and would write poems when drunk.

Duan Xingye: "..."

Everyone: "..."

So the new student was a classic case of adolescent delusion?

Gao Qiaoqiao's gaze was full of disdain. She cursed inwardly and mocked, "Enough already. Why not just claim you wrote 'Moonlit Chronicles,' that classical masterpiece?"

Bai Chuwei raised her brows slightly, flipping to the last pages of the language textbook, her expression dumbfounded.

She had only been away from the world for twenty years, and now people had crowned her two-hundred-year-old casual eunuch novel 'Moonlit Chronicles' as the foremost classical masterpiece? And it was a mandatory national reading?