Living Only For Myself: Make Those Who Hate Me Regret It-Chapter 75 - 74: So Disgusting

Xi Zirong caught up and grabbed her, studying her face. When he saw she wasn’t crying this time, he let out a sigh of relief and asked, "What did Old Wu say to you this time?"

Xu Su shook his hand off. "Xi Zirong, can you stop being so handsy? The teacher didn’t say anything. Can you please not act like Teacher Wu is some kind of monster?"

After saying that, Xu Su hurried downstairs and returned to the classroom.

She walked over to Huang Feng and Qian Jia, smiling. "We get to be in the same dorm room! Huang Feng, Teacher Wu gave us the accommodation form. Our beds are all assigned."

The issue that had been worrying them all morning was resolved, and the three of them were very happy.

They quickly returned to their dorm room and started to set up their bunks.

This time, there were no lower bunks left for them. Xu Su and Huang Feng both got top bunks.

The morning was for registration, and classes officially began in the afternoon.

The first order of business for the new semester was, as usual, distributing textbooks. They had already received the books for the second half of their first year last semester, so this time they were getting their second-year textbooks.

After the books were distributed, Teacher Wu officially began talking about splitting into the arts and science streams and handed a form to everyone.

In truth, everyone already had a general idea of the class-split situation. Even the boarding students had gone home and discussed it with their parents over the winter break.

So, after the stream selection forms were handed out, many students filled them out quickly.

Xu Su also filled hers out decisively: science stream.

Xi Zirong poked the girl at the desk in front of him with his pen. Xu Su felt the movement and didn’t want to turn around, but he kept poking.

’He’s so annoying!’ She turned around in a huff and glared at him.

Xi Zirong was taken aback by her glare, then leaned his head closer. "You didn’t change your mind, did you? You’re still choosing the science stream, right?"

Xu Su wanted to ignore him, but knowing how persistent he could be, she simply handed him the form. "See for yourself."

Xi Zirong took it without any hesitation, glanced at it, and let out a small sigh of relief.

Chen Huiyu and a few others nearby witnessed the whole exchange. Over the last six months, they had all more or less seen how forward their class president was with Xu Su. Still, having not seen it for a few days, they were shocked all over again.

On the platform, Teacher Wu was speaking: "Fill out these application forms carefully. Once you submit them, you’ll be directly assigned to an arts or science class for your second year. It will be very troublesome if you want to change your mind then."

They were given a total of ten minutes to fill out the forms. Immediately after, the course schedules for the semester were also distributed.

The pace was fast. In less than one class period, all the minor details were handled, and the teacher had already started lecturing from the new books.

Xu Su noticed that after the semester started, several people were missing from the class.

Remembering that in her past life, she had also been one of those who transferred out of the rocket class, she felt a pang of sympathy.

The arts and science stream applications were submitted, and the head teachers of the other classes were all eyeing the top students in the rocket class. This was especially true for the Chinese teacher; basically, any student in the class who chose the arts stream would be under his supervision in the second year.

The Chinese teacher was Mr. Chen. He was a true man of letters, and it was said he had published several books of poetry and prose. His daily life consisted of writing articles and earning royalties.

Compared to the ever-serious and stern Teacher Wu, Mr. Chen was gentle and mild, treating his students like friends.

It was long said that the students of Class One adored their head teacher. To keep the good students in his class, Mr. Chen had played the sentiment card last semester, earnestly persuading them one by one, and in the end, managed to retain his prized pupils.

Now that he had the list of students from the rocket class who chose the arts stream, he had started paying extra attention to his future pupils during Chinese class over the past few days.

In contrast, Teacher Wu was the same as ever. But that was how he was in the rocket class; it was hard to say if he was secretly evaluating students from other classes for the second-year rocket class spots.

After all, once the second year began, many students who chose the arts stream would leave the class, so new science students would have to be selected from other classes to fill their spots. Knowing Teacher Wu’s personality, he had probably already started scouting.

This led to a situation where, from the start of the new semester, not only did the rocket class have a positive and motivated attitude toward studying, but even the other twenty-five first-year classes showed none of the usual post-holiday laziness. They were all single-mindedly focused on doing well in the second-year placement exams to get into a better class.

High school life might have been grueling, but looking back later, it was the only time one could truly study in peace.

How many adults, when reminiscing about their youth, remember the sound of studying during evening self-study sessions?

It was the same for Xu Su. Although the workload was heavy, after moving into the dorm, her life became a simple routine between the dormitory, the cafeteria, and the classroom, with two good friends by her side.

This period was practically the most carefree time in her two lifetimes. If she could, she wouldn’t even want to go home on weekends.

Of course, to enjoy these carefree days, she had to ignore Zhou Mochen’s occasional text messages.

He did keep his promise not to disturb her studies, but she still had to reply to his texts every day after evening self-study.

It seemed Zhou Mochen believed that if he didn’t make his presence felt, she would forget about him.

A month into the semester, she had gone home four times, and Zhou Mochen had driven her every time.

When she went home this weekend, Xu Su discovered that Chen Shulan and her husband were starting to treat her with caution again.

The change was that they wouldn’t let Xu Su do any chores. She only had the afternoon off, but when Xu Su tried to wash the dishes of her own accord, Chen Shulan stopped her. ’It’s impossible that she was suddenly struck by a wave of motherly love.’

Back in her room, Xu Su was completely annoyed. For the first time, she proactively sent a message to Zhou Mochen: "What did you say to my parents? Or who did you get to do something? Why has their attitude changed?"

But Zhou Mochen flatly denied that he had done anything himself.

A few minutes later, he sent another message: "Maybe it’s because I don’t normally live here and only show up when you come home for the weekend. Your parents probably noticed the pattern. Xu Su, I really didn’t do anything to your parents."

Xu Su’s face darkened as she gripped her phone, thinking.

’Zhou Mochen has a point. He doesn’t normally live here, but whenever I come back, he comes back too.’

’After this happened a few times... Chen Shulan and her husband aren’t idiots.’

’Most importantly, they must have their suspicions about Zhou Mochen’s identity. After all, this building is staff housing for the textile factory, and with his air of refined elegance, he’s clearly not a factory worker. Then he suddenly moved in across the hall.’

’Doesn’t this line up perfectly with what Xu Weiping was thinking last year—that he’s a "descendant of the old factory director"?’

Xu Su was about to die from annoyance, but the man’s texts hadn’t stopped: "Did your parents guess about our relationship? Don’t be scared, it’s okay."

"..." Xu Su let out a cold laugh, turned off her phone, and couldn’t be bothered to look at it again.

After dinner, Xu Su got ready to return to school for evening self-study.

Chen Shulan enthusiastically took out next week’s living expenses. "You’re a big girl now. Don’t short-change yourself at school. If you want to buy some fruit or snacks, just buy them. Studying is important, but so is your health. Don’t make your father and me worry."

’How disgusting.’

The complete reversal in her parents’ attitude compared to how they were during the New Year truly disgusted Xu Su.