Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

Jiang Xiaoman, the instigator of the weird costumes, was caught by the teacher and went to the office to drink tea.

She was very nervous.

As a model student, Jiang Xiaoman was no stranger to the teacher\'s office. In the past, she actively came to the office to ask the teachers questions. Not only that, she often came to help the teachers gather and distribute homework.

But this was her first time there as a problem student.

Jiang Xiaoman\'s mouth flattened, and she felt as if the sky was about to collapse.

Her pair of eyes blinked. Although she did not speak, her expression was very aggrieved. The teardrops hanging on her eyelashes almost dripped down, and she looked very pitiful.

The teacher swallowed back the words that were just about to leave her mouth, and for a while she was at a loss on what to say.

At this moment, no matter what she said, she felt really bad and cruel.

How could she say anything so serious to such a cute child? But… rules were rules!

The rules stated that you couldn’t wear any weird stuff!

The teacher sighed heavily, unable to bear seeing her crying face. She hardened her resolve and said, “Xiaoman, Teacher knows that you’re a very individualistic child. Enthusiastic, cheerful and generous. But the school has its rules, and it says that you can’t wear anything weird. Your influence is not good, do you understand?”

The teacher pointed to her head while speaking.

Jiang Xiaoman rubbed her head. She sucked in a deep breath through her nose, and soon her tears were falling.

“But teacher… the top part of the braid is my real hair.” She wouldn’t tell her to cut them, right?

Wuu wuu wuu, she didn\'t want to.

Was she going to be like Zhang Xinhua, with a bright and eye-catching bald head?

No way, no way! That situation was too terrible just to think about!

The teacher continued to sigh. "Braids are not a problem, but... this, this... your aesthetics, it, it is not... something that ordinary grade schoolers can have, you know? Children like to imitate others, this is not good."

The teacher also had a headache.

This was her favorite student, and she also didn’t want to do this!

Jiang Xiaoman continued to cry. She cried silently without a sound, but her tears were falling with a pitter patter sound.

She covered her braid with her hands and sobbed. "My uncle said that when my hair grows a bit longer, he would take them off for me. I water my braid everyday, so it will definitely grow quickly. Teacher, can you not cut my hair?”

"Teacher won\'t cut your hair."

To coax the crying child, the teacher looked up her parental contact information and called Jiang Xing.

After the two talked, Jiang Xing took her on the next day to untie her braids.

Jiang Xiaoman still cried.

She watered her braids on time every day, and she already started to grow attached to them.

She was reluctant to suddenly untie them all at once.

And…

"Uncle, if we untie it, won’t a disaster happen to you?"

Jiang Xing glared at her. "You kid, what nonsense are you saying? What disaster will befall your uncle? Superstitious, unscientific! Bad kid!”

Jiang Xiaoman had no choice but to curl her lips and stop talking.

At this time, Jiang Xing\'s cell phone rang and someone sent a link to his cellphone’s mailbox.

It was the result of the previous DNA test on Xiaoman’s hair.

Jiang Xing hesitated for a while, then clicked to take a look.

...they really were not related by blood.

Jiang Xing looked at Jiang Xiaoman who was trying hard not to cry, and sighed with a complicated feeling.

Three months later, Jiang Xiaoman\'s hair had finally grown long again, and it had reached below her shoulders again.

In the mid-term exam, she took first place in both subjects as usual.

She had been waiting for the system to award her points while receiving the teacher\'s commendation.

Because according to her experience, generally when she accepted praise or took first place, she would get a lot of negative emotions from the children.

Every time during this occasion, her points would suddenly increase a lot. This made Jiang Xiaoman felt that she was like a hard-working farmer uncle who toiled for a whole year and gained a big harvest.

But as Jiang Xiaoman waited and waited, in the end, she only got two hundred points.

Two hundred; this was almost halved!

What happened? Did the system embezzle her points?

When the system learnt what she thought, it felt really wronged.

"Host, you can doubt my ability, you can doubt my IQ, but you can\'t doubt my professional ethics as a system." Although it was a villain system, it would not do such a thing!

This was not allowed!

Jiang Xiaoman said angrily, "Then why are the points much lower?"

The system was silent for a while and explained, "Some people were very jealous, but eventually not anymore.”

"?" Jiang Xiaoman asked, "What do you mean?"

"Meaning that except for some hard-headed children who won’t shed a tear until they see the coffin, they no longer have any thoughts of defeating you.”

Jiang Xiaoman was the first in everything. She was first in cultural class, first on the group assignments, first on reciting poems, first in everything.

Other than the initial dissatisfaction, they have now become accustomed to it. The system also didn’t know what the children in the human world experienced.

Anyways, the negative emotion value gradually decreased more and more as the children lost the desire to defeat her.

After listening to the system’s long explanation, Jiang Xiaoman sighed. “How could they be like this?”

"..."

"How could youngsters lack vitality?”

"Although what you say is right, but..." The system swallowed everything back.

Because it also tried to conquer and control its host at first, but gradually accepted its defeat.

It didn’t deserve to say anything!