Today is the day Lam goes to her new school to take classes. Everything is still the same, extremely boring.
"Look, I heard she's very sharp."
"What, this international school doesn't have any kind people."
"Not! She dares to curse Trịnh Ngoc Han."
The loud whispers of the people around didn't know if they were praising or criticizing her actions. Anyway, Trịnh Ngọc Hân is not liked by anyone.
Lam held the phone and looked to see where her class was on the school map. Class 1A, here it is.
In the distance, Daniel Mudller is looking towards Thanh Lam. That's right, that girl.
"Bang!" - A girl intentionally bumped into Lam. - "This bitch? Do you have eyes?"
Lam stood up and looked to see if the phone was okay. After confirming the situation, reply:
"Yes, up to 2. This older sister is the same, unfortunately she is mentally disabled and does not know the difference between right and wrong."
"Hey, do you know who I am to dare talk like that? What do you think you are here?" - The girl tried to regain the upper hand.
"Trịnh Ngoc Anh, Trịnh Ngọc Hân's older sister, daughter of the director of an emerging iron and steel company." - Thanh Lam leaned forward and whispered into the other person's ear. - "Had 3 abortions even though she was only 16 years old, slept with the teachers and even her father's colleagues, almost got kicked out of the house several times. Don't ask me how I know."
Lam finished speaking and smiled happily as if nothing had happened.
Trịnh Ngọc Anh was so angry that she couldn't speak. Her face was red, tears welling up in anger. If she continues to touch this girl, maybe everyone will know about her scandal.
Daniel stood from afar and witnessed it all. He even planned to intervene if things got tense. But what did that girl do to make the other person burst into tears like that? Unexpectedly, just one day of teaching would bring a surprise from Lê Thanh Lam.
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From rank 30 onwards, everyone is counted as passing this level transfer exam. Of course, in the class there were many faces that Thanh Lam had never met before. For example, the bossy boy of the same age in front of her.
"Hey, does it cost a lot to buy a first place?" - He sat on Lam's desk in a very impolite manner.
"Every year the school spends 30 to 35 million for this first place. It's also cheap." - Thanh Lam said very naturally. A loud noise rang out, followed by laughter from everyone in the classroom.
"Get down, Ân! It's so humiliating."
"You all shut up!" - Hoàn Ân jumped down from Thanh Lam's table. - "And you too, try to keep your filthy rank."
"Thank you for the encouragement, now go away." - Lam doesn't bother to be polite to people like that. He is the legendary 2nd place, always a few points behind Lam. Of course he doesn't like her. But he was so polite the first time they met, it was really worth sending him away.
"Weird thing." - Hoàn Ân threw back a curse and walked back to his sit.
At this moment, Lam thought that the person in her dream was so adorable compared to this bastard. Beel right? I really miss the feeling of being held in that warm embrace.
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"What is this?" - Thanh Lam dropped a large piece of skin while washing her face. - "What's wrong with me?"
Looking in the mirror, the peeled skin area seems a little whiter compared to the surrounding skin. Lam reassured herself that perhaps puberty was just around the corner. Because it is young skin, it will look whiter than other skin, nothing unusual.
Lam's body also began to change very unusually. Maybe it's because her 12th birthday is coming up. After all, there are only 3 months left.
"It's so pale, is it because the mirror is blurry?" - Lam looked at her now light brown eyes, telling herself it was a mistake. Because it would be unreasonable for an adult child to have dark brown eyes that could change to a lighter color. Pigmentation may only change in children with light eyes. 12 is too late.
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"You! You!" - Each word 'you' was a blow to the male student's body. Maybe he was covered in bruises from being beaten.
Lam looked at Hoan An with contemptuous eyes. It's the same trash, intelligence doesn't go hand in hand with morality. The only difference is that hooligans use brains and hooligans use violence.
"Do you want to be beaten? Get lost." - Hoàn Ân turned to look at Lam and shouted loudly.
"Angry about the previous day? Need a few points to get to the top? I'll give it to you." - Lam glanced and continued walking.
Hoàn Ân's face darkened, he just wanted to give the person in front of him such a beating that he couldn't speak anymore. But the other person is a girl, he is not that type of person.
"What's wrong with your face? Changing the skin on your face because you're being a bitch?" - Ân saw that Thanh Lam's facial skin was peeling off a bit.
Lam raised her hand to touch her face and smiled and said:
"Probably because I'm allergic to people who talk too much."
In class, Lam also did not study anything, since she was young. All the answers are already in her head.
Today Lam only cares about the skin on her body peeling off in large patches. Her body also had very strange symptoms. Her bones ached, especially her shoulder blades and lumbar vertebrae near the back of her neck. It hurt as if something stabbed into the spinal cord.
"Lam, please share with everyone how to get a perfect score in this subject!" - Although it's not clear what the teacher said before, we only know that Lam was called to speak.
Thanh Lam stood up, a lovely smile on her lips:
"Yes, in my opinion, the way to get high scores not only in this subject but in any subject is to divide your time reasonably." - She turned to look at Hoàn Ân. - "Instead of wasting time on useless things, we should use it for things you're not good at."
The teacher seemed very pleased with this statement. Hoàn Ân did not, he glared at her with bullet eyes. Aren't you afraid of being beaten by speaking sarcastically to him like that?
At the end of class, Ân walked up to Lam, slammed his hand on the table, looked at him with threatening eyes, and said:
"You are also brave, aren't you? Aren't you afraid I'll beat you up?"
Lam put down the pen, looked straight into his eyes and smiled. She raised her small right hand and placed it in front of An's neck:
"Not only do I dare to say it, I also dare to do it." - Lam lowered her hand, picked up the pencil, and pointed it at Hoàn Ân's face. - "And to be honest, Nguyễn Mạc Hoàn Ân, you don't hit girls. If you wanted to hit me, I wouldn't be healthy until now."
Hoàn Ân was startled. When she looked straight into his eyes, the feeling was like hypnosis. Her light brown eyes seem to have a hint of blue if you look closely.
Lam seemed to see right through him, an uncomfortable feeling at all. So this girl knows that no matter what I do, I won't hit a girl, so why does she always argue with me? What should we call this? Unruly and wise?
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"Your dad's gone again, he just texted this." - Thanh Lam's mother confided in Lam.
Lam just made her laugh by making a bad face and saying:
"I miss him too."
He was there all the time, so he must have gotten lost a lot when he got back, right? Only one month or two months a year are spent at home. Every time he goes anywhere, he hires a public car or a private taxi, so she doesn't know if he remembers the way. Sometimes he seems more like a tourist than a Vietnamese person. Lam secretly thought so.
If she was a Lilism, when she returned to hell, would she still belong there? Or will it just be like a guest?
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After the first opening days of the year, the school continues to have many extracurricular activities. And the thing that makes Thanh Lam feel most tired is acting, choosing members by lottery. Fortunately, this time the play is written based on Arthur's novel, so everything is quite light.
"What is it? It's so unlucky. Didn't get any role!" - Some people seemed very unhappy because they missed the role.
"See? I'm allowed to be a director."
Lam put her hand into the box. It's okay to win, but it's also okay to not win. Normally, it would be some trivial role, but surprisingly, it was the role of King Arthur.
"Huh?" - Speaking out her heart was more surprising, it was An, he picked the villain role of Morgan. It suits him so well. - "Hey, change it for me!"
Lam turned around, did he really call her? It's true that guys don't care about petty arguments. In any case, she can't play the role of King Arthur, so it's okay to change into a female villain.
"Okay." - Lam held up the small lottery ticket in her hand, exchanging it for An's lottery.
Hoan An held the lottery ticket in her hand, feeling that this classmate was not that obnoxious. Just a little strange.
"Ah, sorry." - The clumsy girl made the lottery box fall to the ground, the lottery tickets fell all over the floor. She bumped into Lam, was startled, then lost her temper and knocked over the lottery box.
Annoyed and mocking looks fell on that clumsy girl. Hoàn Ân spoke up, ignoring the person in front of him who might be 1 to 2 years older than him.
"Tsk, pick it up quickly, it's affecting others!"
Lam silently sat down and picked up the lottery tickets on the ground with the girl. She seemed very grateful, but after picking it up, she quickly ran away.
Ân looked at Lam and shook his head, worrying too much about things.
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