Daiyu: After being reborn, who still wants to be a yandere?

"you know me well?"

Her tone was calm, except for the last syllable which was slightly raised, as if she was talking to a stranger, with an expression of indifference and nonchalance.

After she finished speaking, she stood up slowly, the hem of her handmade horse-faced skirt slid down the stool, her lotus steps moved, hibiscus flowers bloomed, and the fragrance lingered with every step.

Looking at Daiyu like this, with her captivating beauty, Xiao Ran felt more and more unfamiliar. It seemed that she was out of control?

This aroused Xiao Ran's original desire to conquer. He still did not give up and strode forward, trying to stop Daiyu:

"Why do you want to humiliate yourself?"

Daiyu: ...

What kind of double act are these two playing?

Lin Chenhui couldn't hold it in any longer. His expression was serious and his tone was obviously unhappy:

"Xiaoran!"

No matter how powerful the Xiao family is financially, Lin Chenhui is still his elder, so Xiao Ran finally stopped.

Lu Fang carefully rolled up the manuscript, stood up, and stood beside Xiao Ran. He was half a head taller than Xiao Ran, and looked very imposing. He extended his index finger, stepped forward, and pointed at Xiao Ran's chest in a mocking manner:

"Brother, I think you should take care of your own business first. The one on the stage is your girlfriend, right?"

Seeing the sharp smile on Lu Fang's lips, Xiao Ran was distraught. He suddenly realized that his behavior just now was indeed a bit ridiculous.

When Lin Xi saw Daiyu coming over, she took the microphone and gave her some "loving encouragement":

"This student from the liberal arts class did a great job. Mathematics requires this kind of courage. Even if she doesn't know how to do it, she still goes on stage without hesitation. Let's all give her a round of applause."

After she finished speaking, she put the phone down, her lips blooming with a smile, but her eyes widened into a wide circle, her expression unusually fragmented, her eyes darkened, and she stared at Daiyu as she came towards her.

She walked lightly, and even this coarse dress looked graceful on her.

Why has Lin Daiyu changed so much in just a few days?

Every step Daiyu took forward was like stepping on Lin Xi's heart, stabbing her in the heart like a severe cut.

Lin Xi endured this unreasonable uneasiness and pain, gritted his teeth, and thought to himself, I gave you the dye vat, and you really turned it into a mill, you should be so proud of it, the next second, you will be socially dead.

Daiyu walked up to the stage, without even glancing at Lin Xi, she picked up a piece of chalk and began answering on the makeshift blackboard.

As the white chalk touched the blackboard, lines of formulas fell down.

If she were to answer questions as Lin Heitu, she would do so in order to attract fans and sell products, and would be as detailed as possible.

At that moment, she had no desires and was more free-spirited. For each question, she only used a few lines of formulas to answer briefly, and even her handwriting seemed more elegant.

Daiyu is a little cautious here. After all, she has occupied the original owner's body, so she feels guilty and is a little worried that someone will find out something is wrong.

Lin Daiyu was particularly good at imitating other people's handwriting. Back then, she imitated Jia Baoyu's tiny handwriting to help him deal with Jia Zheng's homework inspection, but her writing was flawless.

At this point, how difficult is it to imitate the original owner's handwriting?

She then made some improvements to the original owner's handwriting according to her own ideas.

Lin Xi stood aside, holding the microphone, and was still communicating her learning experience with the students below the stage. She was completely dismissive of Daiyu's answers and treated her as air.

Xiao Ran looked at Daiyu who was answering questions on the stage. At first, he had the mentality of a crocodile and was worried.

Later, when he looked at the formula, Daiyu's handwriting, which was both familiar and unfamiliar, made him a little dazed.

He opened Bilibili and browsed to Lin Heitu’s video, comparing the two’s handwriting:

At first glance, the two people's handwriting is somewhat different. In the video, Lin Heitu's handwriting is more neat and elegant; while Daiyu on the stage has a free and elegant handwriting, which seems more casual, and indeed has some flavor of an advanced version of the original owner's crawling handwriting.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the two of them have compact handwriting, short strokes are directly replaced by dots, and the treatment of left and right, and up and down structures is surprisingly similar.

Before Xiao Ran could come to his senses from the conversation between Daiyu and Lin Heitu, Daiyu had already put down her chalk and walked down the stage.

Lin Xi was still talking in front of the microphone, and no one in the audience paid attention to Daiyu. After all, no one would care about a student in the liberal arts class solving math problems.

Until a boy named Xiao Chen who was absent from class saw Daiyu coming down, he asked curiously, "Is that all?"

The people in the audience only then realized that Daiyu had already left, like a soldier in ancient times who concealed his merits and fame.

Lin Xi, who was on the stage, had her back to the connecting steps, so she had no idea that Daiyu had already gone down. She hated being interrupted when she was talking, so she turned to the boy, Xiao Chen:

"Student, what I'm talking about today are all the problem-solving skills you'll need for the college entrance exam. I hope you'll listen carefully and don't make any strange noises..."

Xiao Ran gestured to Lin Xi, indicating that Lin Daiyu had left. Lin Xi then looked at Daiyu's leaving figure, made an "I understand" expression, and said:

“It seems that this question has left the students in the arts class at a loss. Yes, I didn’t plan well today. This question will take at least one or two hours to solve.

However, this example tells us that to solve math problems, we must have perseverance and patience. If we are like this student, we will not be able to solve the problem and give up on the spot.

Then, even if 1+1=2 is impossible to solve successfully..."

She made an exaggerated helpless gesture, and many students in the audience applauded enthusiastically.

It was Xiao Chen from before. He stood up unsurely, pointed at the formula traces left by Daiyu on the blackboard, and asked in an uncertain tone:

"But...but, didn't she fill in every question?"

Xiao Chen even suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes. Was he the only one who was looking at the blackboard?

He actually didn't really understand what Daiyu wrote, but seeing that she was able to fill it up, he thought this student was amazing.

Lin Xi then turned around and glanced at the blackboard. Her expression suddenly became a little awkward. She hurriedly took back what she had said. Then she put on a teacher-like smile, waved to the audience, and said:

"Then wait a moment, everyone. Let's first see how well this liberal arts student has digested and absorbed the knowledge, and then we'll share our math formula memorization tips."

After saying that, she walked to the temporary blackboard, holding a piece of red chalk, ready to make some comments on the blackboard.

However, when she looked at the blackboard, the smile on her face froze:

When Daiyu answered the question this time, she did not use the problem-solving ideas she shared on Bilibili. It would be so lonely and boring to always use the same method.

Lin Xi looked at the lines of formulas on the blackboard, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

Xiao Chen was a master at slacking off, but when it came to being serious, he was not vague at all. He had been talking for quite a while, and when Lin Xi hadn't spoken yet, he asked:

"Lin Xueba? Aren't you going to give us some steps and answer our questions?"

Lin Xi's face turned blue and purple, and her eyes jumped back and forth between the formulas. Until she saw the answer to the first question, her expression suddenly relaxed and she replied with a smile: