The Almighty Diva: Reborn to be Worshipped

Hang Lu experienced his first major setback in eighteen years of uninterrupted success today.

It left him feeling down all morning.

How much longer could he hold onto his nickname, "Brother Hang"?

Meanwhile, Wu Hao and Zhao Feifei were having a blast playing games with Ji Chuxing at the back of the classroom.

Ji Chuxing wasn't particularly interested in hanging out with these overly dramatic kids, but who would turn down an opportunity to make some money by playing a game?

Leaving money on the table is practically a crime.

So, she used Wu Hao's lousy account to carry Zhao Feifei and a few other boys' terrible accounts. Eventually, she even created her own gaming account and started from scratch.

Life was good; she enjoyed this kind of existence.

Even Zhou Sixue offered to fetch her some water.

At lunch, the group was in the cafeteria, and Wu Hao, with his loud voice, was animatedly discussing the game. Suddenly, they heard some people around them talking.

"Those guys from the neighboring school are going too far. They're causing trouble again, and I heard they seriously injured someone."

"I heard it was from the Qihang Class (a prestigious program). This is bad. Why did they have to pick on the Qihang Class?"

"Damn! It's those vocational school students again!"

Wu Hao's temper flared. "Damn it! Those bastards never learn. How dare they hurt someone on our turf? Do they think Brother Hang is just decoration?"

Hang Lu, who had been quietly eating, glanced at him.

Wu Hao scratched the back of his head and laughed. "Don't worry, Brother Hang. I'll take the boys and set things straight!"

Ji Chuxing looked at them, momentarily speechless.

Zhao Feifei, noticing her confusion, explained, "Ji, don't mind them. They just have itchy hands."

Ji Chuxing nodded, not really caring, but remembering the morning's events, she asked, "What's the beef between you and the neighboring school?"

"Ji, it's more than just a beef. Those scumbags used to harass the girls here, including the ones in our class. Brother Hang caught them once and gave them a lesson, but after a while, they quieted down. Now they're back?"

Wu Hao sneered, "Even if they targeted the Qihang Class, it's still indirectly avenging you, Brother. But if we're going to take revenge, we should do it ourselves. Crossing the line and hurting people on our turf is unacceptable."

Hang Lu, who had been silent, clenched his fists. "It must be Kuan Zheng. I'm going to find him!"

Ji Chuxing asked, "Kuan Zheng, 'Big Brother Kuan'?"

Wu Hao and Zhao Feifei stood up. "Ji, did they mess with you?"

They looked ready to storm the enemy's lair.

Ji Chuxing sipped her red bean soup calmly. "Oh, it can't be him. I gave him a beating this morning."

He probably couldn't even get out of bed yet.

Wu Hao dropped his chopsticks.

Then, he looked sympathetically at Brother Hang.

Brother Hang really wasn't the same. In the past, every time he fought Kuan Zheng, he got injured. Now, Ji was acting like nothing happened.

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This incident, which had only been a few words overheard in the cafeteria, escalated quickly. Although Hang Lu planned to take action, by the afternoon, a post had gone viral on the South City No. 1 High School forum.

The school forum was the hub for campus gossip. Even though social media like Weibo was popular, the forum remained a hot spot for juicy news.

The first post, titled "Expose: The Inside Story of the Qihang Class Student Injury! She Brought This Upon Us, This Kind of Person Should Be Expelled from South City No. 1 High School!" was bold and direct.

The Qihang Class was already special, and the student injury case had drawn significant attention from the school and even parents.

The post was highlighted and pinned at the top of the forum, with over 20,000 views and thousands of comments.

Inside, there were several photos.

From that morning, in the alley.

Ji Chuxing and Kuan Zheng, standing off against each other.

The photos clearly showed her face.

Anyone could see what was happening.

The poster was anonymous and described the situation:

"I didn't want to expose this, but it involves the Qihang Class, and I can't stand it. Those guys from the neighboring school are scum, but they didn't come here for no reason. The photos show it was due to personal grudges, which led to the Qihang Class being attacked. By the way, this girl is Ji Chuxing, who transferred out of the Qihang Class because of a conflict. I don't know what her motives are. Frankly, I don't understand how South City No. 1 High School allows such a person to exist."

The post explained the reason for the Qihang Class student's injury.

Comments flooded in like a tidal wave.

"Exactly! The Qihang Class is the best in South City No. 1 High School. They wouldn't provoke anyone. This is all Ji Chuxing's fault!"

"If it weren't for her, the Qihang Class wouldn't be in trouble. Next time, who knows who will be affected? She's a ticking time bomb in South City No. 1 High School!"

"She's so shameless. Who knows what she did with those students from the vocational school. I demand she be expelled from South City No. 1 High School!"

"Yes, she doesn't deserve to be here!"

"Ji Chuxing, get out of South City No. 1 High School!"

When Zhao Feifei saw the post on his phone, he cursed.

"Damn! This is outrageous!"

"Hao, stop gaming. Go to the forum and defend Ji!"

They stopped gaming and opened the school forum: "Who dares to insult our leader? They're asking for it!"

While they were defending Ji Chuxing online, she was assembling a computer.

She had bought the parts from an underground casino the day before.

She didn't like the pre-built computers on the market; they weren't what she needed. So, she had to try her luck at the underground casino.

Although she couldn't find exactly what she wanted, the current setup was decent.

After assembly, she powered it on. The desktop showed only a single gray English icon in the upper right corner, with a background of a vast starry sky.

Ji Chuxing thought for a moment, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

In that corner, if anyone were there, they would be astonished. Her small screen wasn't showing any website, but lines of code.