Little One Tears the Villain's Script Chapter 178

Yu Qingshi's small face turned pale.

He was just about to run away following the manic depression impulses in his heart. But when he was looking for a corner to hide, a 'waah waah waah' sound rang near his ears.

Who was it that was crying?

It was Jiang Xiaoman.

His head immediately became clear, and he looked at her with a confused expression.

Wasn't she very fierce just now? Why was she suddenly crying?

Jiang Xiaoman was crying miserably.

She wiped her tears as she sobbed, “Teacher Tang said that knowledge is knowing, not knowledge is not knowing. If you help him do his homework, he will end up last in the exam again. If he doesn't get any snacks anymore, would you be the one who gives him snacks?”

"..." Yu Qingshi thought for a while and felt that it wasn't exactly wrong. Even before, he was usually the one who gave Zhang Xinhua his snacks… He was just about to nod, but seeing her crying so miserable, he had no choice but to honestly say, “I was wrong.”

Seeing that Yu Qingshi had realized his mistake, Jiang Xiaoman turned her head to Zhang Xinhua and continued, “And you! You don't study well and don't do your homework. You're not a good student! I knew a lot of children who could only do exercise books after the teacher hand-copied them manually. You bad kid, back in our village, you would be fed to the Mama Tiger! She'll eat you from head to tail, from your little finger to your toes!”

That was how the adults in the village scared the children.

The adults would say that if they're not obedient, the Mama Tiger would come and eat them when she heard their voice.

After that, the timid children would be so scared that they would stop crying.

Jiang Xiaoman was different.

She would be curious and continue asking, “Is it here yet? Is there really a tiger that can turn into a human? Does her head look like Grandma's? Is her tail hidden behind her? By the way, what does a tiger look like? Can Grandma beat it? Can you protect me?”

"..." Jiang Xiumei no longer tried to scare her.

Of course, only Jiang Xiaoman was immune to this story. It was still very deadly for the other children.

In particular, after Yu Qingshi recounted a friendly narration of the Mama Tiger's story, Zhang Xinhua cried out 'waaaa'.

“I don't want...I don't want to be given to the Mama Tiger, I don't want, waah waah waah!!”

Yu Qingshi had to appease them to make them stop crying.

What anger? What tantrum? What hiding?

He forgot all about them.

Aiya, they're all so noisy when they cry.

After Yu Qingshi finally calmed them down, the two stared at each other while hiccupping.

Jiang Xiaoman asked, "Then, will you do your homework yourself?"

"Yes." Zhang Xinhua nodded.

"Good boy." Jiang Xiaoman said, "You can do them with us."

Zhang Xinhua didn't want to be given to the Mama Tiger, so he nodded in tears and agreed.

Jiang Xiaoman did not have time after class, so Zhang Xinhua could only go to the hobby class to join her.

Jiang Xiaoman was doing her exercises while he did his homework next to her.

After Zhang Xinhua behaved himself well for a few days, his father came to find Xiaoman.

Zhang Xinhua's father said, “Little kid, you're too amazing. No matter what method we tried, Xinhua just wouldn't do his homework. I almost want to go to school in his place. You are our family's benefactor.”

Jiang Xiaoman shook her head, startled by his enthusiasm.

Zhang Xinhua's father said again, "Little kid, do you want to come to my house and do your homework together? No matter what you want, Uncle will give it to you."

This was not possible.

Jiang Xiaoman was about to shake her head to refuse, but Yu Qingshi, next to her, refused first with a serious face. "No can do. She is already doing it with me."

Zhang Xinhua's father didn't force the issue. He only nodded as if he was thinking of something.

If his son could concentrate on his studies, he would go offer his prayers at Confucius's temple.

Since the little girl was not coming, he would just send his son out.

As a result, a new classmate appeared in the hobby class—a fat and round one.

He was different from the others. The others were here to maintain their fitness, but he was here to do homework.

There were more and more weird students joining the hobby class; that was what the teacher thought.

For Jiang Xiaoman, taking Zhang Xinhua to study in the class was just something she did on the side. It didn't really affect her much. Of course, she was very happy to be able to help her friends. But unexpectedly, Zhang Xinhua's father gave her a huge gift.

Zhang Xinhua's father was really happy.

Every day when he came to pick up his son, he would praise Xiaoman.

He said that she was a smart and beautiful child, capable in both literary and military affairs. Her cultural studies at school were excellent, and she would always get first place. She was also very serious and diligent in her hobby class.

She was really, really too amazing.

The parents of the children in the hobby class had already known how hardworking she was. They knew that she was very diligent, very good at fighting, very pretty, and a sweet talker. All the parents liked her.

But... they didn't expect that her grades were also so amazing!

When they looked at their own children again, they really were not as pleasing to the eyes.

Not good at anything, the number one salted fish.

Then…

"Look at Jiang Xiaoman. She's always first on all subjects…”

"Look at Jiang Xiaoman. She's good at fighting, she talks sweetly, she's sensible and well behaved bla bla bla…”

“Look at Jiang Xiaoman. She eats less than you but does more than you. I heard that she won another award for her studies bla bla bla…”

Jiang Xiaoman successfully collected the negative emotions from all the children in the hobby class.

The points increased by five hundred all at once.

Idiom for someone who does nothing/has no ambition and just lays around doing nothing like a corpse

Chapter end

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