Why Are You Speaking Ill of Classmate Ji?

"Oh, you must mean Miss Ji," the principal said calmly, without a trace of surprise.

Wu Fangying was taken aback.

The principal glanced at the experimental product in Teacher Wu's hands and murmured while stroking his chin, "I knew it. Miss Ji's abilities go far beyond this. She can solve international math problems at a glance—experiments are nothing to her."

Wu Fangying widened his eyes. "Principal, what are you talking about?"

The principal smiled, his expression resembling that of a sly fox plotting something mischievous. "I just granted Miss Ji access to the top-tier laboratory. I don't do experiments anyway, so why let it gather dust? It's better to let her have some fun with it."

At first, he had been reluctant, worried that Jichuxing might damage the equipment. But on the very first day, he saw her conducting a physics experiment and even presenting Professor Ouyang with a small gadget. That put his mind at ease. And today? He was even more convinced!

Miss Ji was truly a blessing for Nan High School. He had struck gold!

He would make sure to treat Miss Ji well and give her an unforgettable high school experience.

With that thought, the principal pulled out a small bottle from his drawer to show off to Wu Fangying.

"See this? It's an anti-wrinkle cream Miss Ji gave me." The principal glanced at Wu Fangying, whose skin looked dull and lined after countless late nights spent on experiments, and said smugly, "From Miss Ji herself. Jealous? It works wonders. Don't I look ten years younger these past few days, Teacher Wu? Soon, I'll be looking younger than you."

Wu Fangying: `??`

Sorry, but he didn't see it!

You're fifty, and I'm only forty!

The principal then pulled out another box. "This is a whitening mask made by Miss Ji. After my wife used it, she tells me she loves me every day now."

And she keeps praising him for looking younger and more handsome!

Wu Fangying: `??`

Is there such a thing?

The principal gave Wu Fangying a knowing look, one reserved for man-to-man confidences. "I know, you're always busy with your experiments, and you've been arguing with your wife. Trust me, take this home to her; she won't be mad at you anymore."

A harmonious family life benefits career progress, and he understood that. This way, Teacher Wu could focus more on his experiments.

Satisfied, he patted Wu Fangying on the shoulder. "But these are mine. If you want them, you'll have to ask Miss Ji yourself. Oh, and if you have any issues with your experiments, talk to Miss Ji. She's a real talent."

Don't come to me—I don't understand experiments.

Wu Fangying still couldn't believe how much the principal trusted a student. But the successful experiment earlier made it hard to doubt. And the principal looked so proud!

After a while, he took out his phone and called his mentor, a professor at North City University in the capital.

"Teacher, yes, the experiment was successful, thanks to a student who pointed out the correct amounts of reagents and some details in the procedure."

"It's a student from Nan High School. Principal Qin trusts her a lot and gave her access to the special laboratory."

...

When Wu Fangying returned to the lab building and rushed to the top-tier laboratory, Jichuxing was already gone. He had wanted to ask her for suggestions on another experiment.

Wu Fangying felt a bit disappointed.

Even more disappointing—he didn't get Miss Ji's new anti-wrinkle cream and whitening mask!

Back in the lab, Wen Xinyue happened to drop by to help.

Seeing her, Wu Fangying asked, "Do you know Jichuxing?"

Wen Xinyue, thinking he had heard about the events at school, and seeing his serious face, assumed he was unhappy with Jichuxing's behavior. Besides, the school forum was full of posts about her arrogance and rudeness.

Thinking this, Wen Xinyue smiled. "Are you talking about Jichuxing from Class 16?"

Wu Fangying nodded. "There should only be one Jichuxing in the whole school. Do you know her?"

Wen Xinyue smiled. "Of course, she used to be in the Qihang class, but she wasn't serious about her studies. She never paid attention in class, always failed exams, and the teachers were quite troubled. Her character isn't good either; she often got into conflicts with classmates and was frequently sent to the principal's office."

Wu Fangying frowned. The principal clearly valued Jichuxing.

And how could such a genius have a bad attitude towards learning?

"Her grades were poor?" Wu Fangying asked, not believing it.

"Yes, I know this best. She always failed her exams, and the teachers were very frustrated."

Before she could say more, Wu Fangying interrupted her. "Why are you speaking ill of a classmate behind their back?"

Wen Xinyue was stunned. "Teacher, I'm not. This is the truth..."

"Still making excuses?" Wu Fangying was dissatisfied. How could someone who could pinpoint the problem in his experiment be a poor student? If that were true, wouldn't he be worse than a poor student?

Although he might indeed be inferior to Miss Ji in some aspects of the experiment.

Wen Xinyue tried to defend herself, but Wu Fangying cut her off. "Forget it, no need to explain. You girls shouldn't spread lies out of jealousy. Don't do this again, or I won't allow a liar in my lab."

It wasn't hard to guess he had experienced similar situations before and disliked such students the most.

Was it so hard to admit someone was better than you?

Wen Xinyue couldn't believe what she was hearing.

How was she lying? Jichuxing was exactly like that!

What was wrong with Teacher Wu? Why was he suddenly asking about Jichuxing and even accusing her of lying?

Wu Fangying was a bit displeased. "You can leave for today. No need to help for now, and don't let it happen again."

Wen Xinyue bit her lip, seeing that Wu Fangying had no intention of listening to her further explanation, and left the classroom reluctantly.

Wu Fangying learned from Wen Xinyue that Jichuxing was in Class 16. But when he went to find her, he was told that Jichuxing had taken a leave.

It was still an hour before school was over. Why did she leave early?

He missed her again!

Feeling dejected, Wu Fangying met Old Huang, who asked with a smile, "Teacher Wu, what do you need from Miss Ji?"

Then, with a suspicious look, Old Huang asked mysteriously, "You're not trying to buy something from Miss Ji, are you?"

Wu Fangying: `?!`

Did it feel like the teachers were all making deals with Jichuxing?!

Old Huang glanced at Wu Fangying's thinning hair and said knowingly, "I was troubled by the same thing, but luckily, Miss Ji gave me a new product."

Wu Fangying: `?`

Old Huang proudly rubbed his balding head. "Come on, you don't have to pretend. Miss Ji has a family recipe for a hair growth serum. I've only used it for two days, and I'm already seeing black spots on my scalp. That's new hair growing."

Old Huang raised his eyebrows proudly. "She's my student. Jealous, aren't you?"

Wu Fangying: `...`

Old Huang had been bald for years and was very concerned about his hair, as everyone in the school knew.

Wu Fangying was completely flabbergasted. What kind of devil and genius was this?

She could make anything. He suddenly felt like a failure.

Old Huang gave Wu Fangying a knowing look. Men, after all, care about their hair. He kindly offered a small bottle. "It's only five thousand yuan. I'll give you a discount."

Wu Fangying: `...`

But in the end, he carefully took the hair growth serum from Old Huang and left.

He still needed to ask the principal for a box of the whitening mask to bring home to his wife!

---

Jichuxing had indeed taken a leave.

She hadn't forgotten her promise to the old Chinese medicine practitioner to attend the clinic at Xihua Hall three days ago.

In a private examination room at Xihua Hall, a middle-aged man had been waiting for about twenty minutes.

"Doctor Ji will be here soon, Mr. Zhao. Please wait a little longer."

Mr. Zhao, accompanied by another middle-aged man, was already getting impatient.

"We've been waiting for an hour and a half. When will your doctor arrive?"

The receptionist didn't dare to argue.

It's not that our young doctor is late—it's that you came too early.

We said four-thirty! You insisted on coming early, and our young doctor still has classes to attend. It's almost the college entrance exam; she can't afford to miss any lessons!

Just as he was about to speak up for Jichuxing, a clear, cool voice came from the door. "The appointment time was four-thirty. You came half an hour early."

The middle-aged man frowned. "Is she a new pharmacy nurse here? Why is she in here?"

"No, she's..." Before the receptionist could explain, Jichuxing set down her backpack and said, "It's now four-twenty. Based on the preliminary diagnosis, prepare the tools for me to administer the treatment."

The receptionist nodded and hurriedly added, "This is Doctor Ji, who will be treating Mr. Zhao. But there's another patient, so please wait a moment."

The middle-aged man was shocked. He looked at Jichuxing, incredulous. "You're a doctor?"

Impossible!

She's so young, she probably doesn't even recognize all the medicines!

And is she even an adult?

Jichuxing glanced at him and walked out without a word.

"Hey, you!" The middle-aged man called out, but by the time he spoke, Jichuxing had already left.

Mr. Zhao, sitting in the chair, remained calm. "Calm down. We did come early."