The teacher let me go.

Someone didn't let me go.

The eighth student of the county called me using his charming peach blossom eyes and said, "Xiayiran, you're from Tiger Village, and I'm from Fox Village. The two villages aren't far apart. Shall we go home together in the future?"

For children from the village, County First Middle School provides accommodation. Every Friday evening, these children rush home to get their living expenses, change clothes, and bring some homemade pickles or something, and return to school on Sunday evening.

Because the village is generally far from the county, for safety reasons, the children from the same village gather together.

Our village is nearly twenty miles away from the county. I'm the only one from our village who got into County First Middle School, so I can only invite companions from other villages.

I had already thought about this issue before I came. After school started, my grandpa urged me to study hard, and I urged him to pick me up every Friday after school.

The country has built cement roads for the village. My grandpa drives an electric tricycle, running back and forth.

He was especially excited to be able to pick me up. On Friday afternoon, he would wait at the gate of County First Middle School, constantly looking inside, with an expression similar to those elderly people waiting at the kindergarten gate to pick up their children.

Thinking of my grandpa and his electric tricycle, I confidently told the eighth student of the county, "No need, someone from my family will come to pick me up."

He felt a little disappointed and said, "Oh." His eyes didn't leave me.

After waiting for a long time and seeing that I had no intention of continuing the conversation, he awkwardly left.

Oh, I forgot to introduce. The eighth student of the county is the male lead in the book.

The original protagonist was so excited when he invited her for the first time that he almost died on the spot.

For three years of high school, they would go back and forth together every week. The male lead would spend enough time creating ambiguity between them, allowing the female supporting character to willingly serve him and the female lead.

Now he is tempting me, and I just find him disgusting.

Because of his advances, the distance between me and Beijing has increased by at least five centimeters! This is simply unforgivable!

After the eighth student of the county left, I started to memorize vocabulary words.

In order to have good English grades, I must have a certain amount of vocabulary, and I can't be lazy about this.

I had just memorized ten words when the female lead, who was known as the school beauty, came.

She smiled and, without my invitation or consent, sat next to me and handed me a tea egg. I didn't accept it, so she placed it on my desk.

Then, she blinked her big eyes and said to me with an admiring look, "Xia Yiran, you're so amazing. You are my goddess. My academic performance isn't very good, so I want to sit next to you and learn from you. Can you do that?"

After saying that, she clasped her hands together and pleaded, "Please, please."

She was very good-looking, and it's hard for boys to resist when a beautiful girl begs. Actually, girls are the same.

In the book, the original protagonist was moved by her and agreed to sit next to the female lead.

But who am I? I am a person burdened with debt. I don't have that sympathy.

So, I harshly said to her, "You came to me because I'm good at studying and you want to learn from me. What about you? In which subject are you better than me and need me to learn from you?"

The expression on the female lead's face instantly collapsed, and she said, "Xia Yiran, why are you saying this? Is it amazing to be good at studying? Shouldn't classmates help each other? I just want you to help me."

I stared at her and retorted, "I don't owe you anything. Why should I help you? You ask me what's so special about me, but I want to ask you, who do you think you are? Why do you open your mouth and ask me to help? Is a tea egg enough? I can give you a basket!"

I pushed away the tea egg she placed on my desk.

In that moment, I felt influenced by the original protagonist. I used extremely harsh language and a very stern attitude towards the female lead, who we just met and hadn't done anything yet.

The female lead couldn't hold back her tears and walked away in embarrassment.

The female lead is outstanding in appearance, but her grades are very poor.

She came to County First Middle School on a self-funded basis, and her parents spent a lot of money to get her in.

In the book, she tearfully told the female supporting character that she originally had an older sister who got sick and died. Her parents then placed all their hopes on her, but she couldn't study well despite working very hard. She felt a lot of pressure and felt sorry for her parents.

The female supporting character softened upon hearing this and only agreed to sit next to the female lead.

Later on, she became the female lead's private tutor. For every subject, she spent a lot of time teaching the female lead and repeatedly let her refer to her own mistake book. With the help of the female supporting character, the female lead's grades improved significantly.

In just one year, she went from being at the bottom of the class to being in the top twenty in the class.

Prior to the college entrance examination, the female lead's parents often invited the female supporting character to dinner and expressed their gratitude, making the female supporting character even more devoted to helping the female lead. During the college entrance examination, the female lead entered the top five of the class and successfully enrolled in a good university in the south.

Because she had dedicated too much time to helping others, the female supporting character didn't have time to improve herself. Although she had a solid foundation of knowledge and was admitted to a 211 university, she should have done better.

Actually, close to the college entrance examination, the female supporting character wanted to withdraw and improve herself, but every time she made a move, the male lead would appear and say that her image of helping others is the most beautiful and that when she explained problems to the female lead, she radiated brilliance. He looked forward to going to that city in the north together. The university in that city doesn't have high admission scores, and they would surely pass...

The female lead continuously supplied tea eggs, melon seeds, peanuts, sausages, and drinks.

Under the temptation of charm and delicious snacks, the young-minded female supporting character was pulled into the quagmire and became the personal free tutor for the female lead.

At that time, when I read this, I wished I could jump into the book and wake up the female supporting character.

Unexpectedly, I became the female supporting character myself.

Now, I have seen through the conspiracy of the female lead and firmly rejected her. The shameless male lead is about to appear.