Chapter 2 — Reversal of Fate Rebirth

3 My eyes flashed with a hint of mockery, the corners of my lips slightly curled up, and I let out a cold snort. "Lam Cam Khe, your ability to change faces faster than flipping through a book, it's a waste of heaven not to be an actor! Ah... that's not right, your skin is so dark, you're probably only good enough to be an extra, playing the role of a background firecracker!" I'm really angry. This school was originally an aristocratic school, but every year, the principal would specially select 30 poor students who had good grades and waive all tuition fees — Lam Cam Khe was one of them. Our class is a selective class. Logically speaking, her performance has dropped from the top 70 for six consecutive semesters, making her ineligible to continue in this class. But I was the head of the grade, had a distinguished family background, and personally asked the principal, so she could stay. After that, I regularly tutored her privately, helped her correct mistakes, and even analyzed each step of the solution to make it easier to understand. Who would have thought that today, as soon as I fell into that position, she would immediately side with Giang Thien Tue! At this time, Giang Thien Tue put on a gentle look and softly said in front of everyone: "Tri Niem, I know you fell from being a golden lady to being an ugly duckling, and you must feel very uncomfortable inside. Or... I'll go home and tell my parents tonight, let you come back to live with us, okay?" The sentence sounded generous, but every word and every sentence put me in a weak position. Immediately, the classmates all joined in: "Thien Tue, you are too kind! Don't care about her anymore!" "She's a fake genius, now it's only natural to return everything that originally belonged to you!" “I wonder if a fake like her has the face to go to school anymore!” "Maybe she's mentally collapsed, she can't accept it herself, she's enjoyed other people's happiness for more than ten years, and now she's still addicted to it. I heard that her biological parents still have to rent a house! In this day and age, they can't even buy a house, it's ridiculous!" Giang Thien Tue sat there, gently biting her red lips, her eyes were sparkling, her eyes were red as if she had just cried - the more she looked, the more people felt sorry for her. Hearing that, I slightly curled my lips and smiled mockingly: "Giang Thien Tue, listen to what you say, it's as if my parents abused you for more than ten years! Yesterday, I heard my third brother say that because the meal didn't suit your taste, you decided to stop eating. You were hungry in the middle of the night and refused to eat anything, just kept asking for sweet dumplings. As a result, it was my dad who went out for more than an hour to buy it for you." "Using dumplings to line your stomach? You refuse to eat, that's you hurting yourself, who else is to blame? Really, I should stand up and give you a round of applause!" "Sleeping in the cold wind? Are you that weak? Covered with four layers of cotton blankets, slept all at once until ten o'clock in the morning when you woke up too hot, and still had the audacity to tell yourself to shiver and shiver? Next time, remember to ask your parents to buy some more ginseng, it will probably be less 'lucky'." Fortunately, my brother talked a lot yesterday and told me all the details, otherwise I wouldn't have the material to counterattack today! Giang Thien Tue was so angry that he was shaking, pointing at me, "you, you, you..." he couldn't say anything the whole time. I glanced around the classroom, my eyes swept over the group of people following me, and coldly opened fire: "Are you guys so free? If you don't worry about studying well, letting a poor child like me run away for miles, don't you feel like you're losing face?" “Also, I love my biological parents very much. You guys don't understand anything, yet you lie honestly and make things up as if they were true. Listening to you guys talk, I really can't tell the difference between you guys and Einstein, who is smarter than the other!” Seeing that the group of people were speechless and unable to respond, I leisurely picked up the glass of water on the table and took a slow sip, looking calm and not impatient. Anyway... the essay I wrote even won a city-level prize. Wanting to "crush" this group of bully trash is as easy as breaking a tree branch. “Tri Niem, stop making trouble, saying these words… is a bit too much for you.” A deep, warm male voice, clear as spring water, slowly rang out in the silent classroom. The person who spoke up —— was Phi Van Trieu, Giang Thien Tue's tablemate. It's also the name... since I was little, I heard my adoptive parents repeat it over and over again - "When you grow up, the person who will get engaged to you will be Phi Van Trieu." But now, that engagement has changed hands — it belongs to Giang Thien Tue. Because, in the position of families like ours, love is inherently not worth a penny. The important thing is that the registration is mutual, the commercial benefits that the two sides can bring to each other. If we just rely on emotions, it's too ridiculous. Enjoying the family's resources means carrying the family's responsibilities. Being protected by the family means being bound by the family. Therefore, even though I have no male or female feelings for Phi Van Trieu, I still implicitly accept that... in the future we will be together, always maintaining a harmonious and friendly relationship. It's just that the person chosen to marry doesn't matter who it is — the important thing is that they have the surname Giang. When his classmates heard Phi Van Trieu speak, it was as if they had just seen the light of salvation. They all excitedly nodded in agreement, their faces as if they were shouting: "Yes! Correct! Correct!" I glanced over, my eyes were as cold as ice, the corners of my lips curled up into a faint smile: "Oh... I was so busy talking about them, I forgot to mention you, right, Phi Van Trieu?" 4 Phi Van Trieu paused, clearly not expecting me to respond like that. Anyway... up until now my image has always been that of being obedient, calm, good at studying, always in good speech and gestures, because my last name is Giang, I can't let my adoptive parents lose face. But Phi Van Trieu doesn't know - my nature... is exactly like my third brother Tu Thanh Mac: playful, loves to joke around, extremely itchy with hands and mouth. Now that I've left the Giang family, I don't bother hiding it anymore. One kid dares to tease me, I scold the other. The two of them rushed up, I cursed both of them. Phi Van Trieu had not even spoken yet, but Giang Thien Tue, not understanding what medicine he had mistakenly taken, jumped out to defend him: "Tri Niem, after all, you and Mr. Van Trieu grew up together, how can you talk to him in this tone!" … I'm determined. There's definitely something wrong with her brain. If that's the case... I'm not being polite anymore: "You know I grew up with him, he hasn't said anything yet, why do you think you're interfering? Is it the tip of the onion or the tail of the onion?” “You are nothing. In his life, you are just an anonymous public figure - don't think you're important." Giang Thien Tue was so angry that he trembled. He took a few steps and was about to rush in, but then he stubbornly resisted down, her eyes were red, her eyes were full of tears, acting like a poor flower being bullied, looking up at Phi Van Trieu expectantly - hoping he would come forward to defend her. {Read full page at Van Ha's love page} But Phi Van Trieu just coldly opened her mouth: "That's enough. Don't say Tri Niem anymore... I'm okay." Giang Thien Tue's face turned pale, she bit her lips until they turned white, her eyes were full of resentment, and before turning away, she glanced sharply at me. Maybe... she just returned to Giang family, so she doesn't understand the relationship between me and Phi Van Trieu. But I know, in his eyes and mine, we were never enemies. I curled my lips and smiled coldly —— “Okay… let's see how long you can act with your reputation as a true genius.” At lunch time, I went to the cafeteria to get food. As soon as the rice was scooped up, the chef's hands shook and he scooped me a much smaller portion than usual, only one-third the size of the other person's. For the savory dish I ordered, I had to use a telescope to find a piece of meat as small as a fingernail. I stood still and didn't move, then behind me, someone shouted impatiently: "You fake genius, hurry up! We still have to get food! You're not hungry, we're still hungry! Now that you can still study at this school, you have to be grateful, don't be picky!" Another person immediately followed: "That's right! Do you know how expensive a meal here is? With your current status, being able to eat is a blessing for generations!" Even the chef raised his head high, his tone full of contempt, and shouted straight at me: "Hurry up! How many people are waiting behind to get rice! Anyway, there's only so much, if you want to eat then eat, if you don't eat then leave!" I didn't need to think to understand what was going on. This chef is truly the type to scoop rice by looking at his face, but if there was no one behind him pulling the strings, he wouldn't have dared to be so obvious. I took a deep breath… then another. Cold waves rushed up to my chest. I snatched the ladle from the kitchen lady's hand, scooped a ladle full of sweet and sour fried ribs straight into my tray, then took a new tray and quickly scooped up three salty dishes and one soup. After that, I carried that tray and walked straight in front of the girl who was screaming behind me. While he was still bewildered and didn't understand what was going on, I waved my hand and slammed the entire tray on his face - "pop"! "Are you in such a hurry? You're so hungry that you still want to reincarnate after eating, right? Well then... let's eat!" The girl let out a shrill scream: “Aaaahhhh —— Tu Tri Niem!” Immediately, the entire cafeteria was in chaos. Some people inhaled the cold air, some covered their mouths, and others who liked to watch drama immediately pulled out their phones, their eyes shining, waiting for me to "broadcast live". What about me? I calmly turned around, picked up my own lunch tray, calmly chose a seat next to the window, leaned back in the chair, and enjoyed my lunch. Well... the experts are right —— if you're angry, you have to let it out immediately, otherwise your inhibitions can easily cause internal injuries. It's just... I'll leave the main revenge for tonight.