Chapter 2

Whether it was Jennie or Lisa, they are both supporting characters, and the book doesn't mention them too much.

It's just that Jennie has the same name as her, and because she especially likes Lisa's characters, Jennie read the plot of these two people more carefully than the protagonist. Now the jokes of the surrounding students entered her ears, everyone used words like lunatic, idiot, and neurosis to call Lisa. Jennie only felt that experiencing the novel was truly different than reading it.

After writing down the final character of her composition, the class bell finally rang. Suho, Sehun and other boys who were playing outside returned to their seats. A little teacher entered the classroom when the bell rang. With a particularly strong voice, he went straight to the first row of the first group of students,

"Take out all the papers", He says, and started checking them one by one.

"I have said it several times! Reading comprehension and drawing out the answer does not mean copying the original text. I've been saying this every day, yet you guys still make the same mistakes. Who would write so little for a composition? Are you studying for me or for you?" Old Liu continued to check the assignments, making some comments here and there.

Cursing, Sehun slowly picked up the paper on his table and glanced at it, but when he had a good look his face turned green.

The paper was so empty that not one question was answered.

Jennie didn't do it for him!

Sehun immediately turned his head and glared at Jennie.

Jennie didn't see Sehun's red face and thick neck, but Jennie's deskmate saw it, and quietly tapped Jennie's arm. Jennie raised her head and saw Sehun's cannibalistic gaze, and immediately gave Sehun a "are you stupid" look before turning around. She never looked at Sehun again.

Sehun was shocked, fuck, Jennie was mocking him? ? ?

Had it not been for the teacher, at this moment Sehun was afraid that he would rush over and directly attack Jennie.

Sehun's table mate was also surprised. Jennie usually rushed up to please them. It was a bit strange today, but he did not lose his mind like Sehun. Instead he passed Sehun his paper, "Don't worry about it. Copy it quickly, Old Liu will be here soon."

Sehun retracted his murderous gaze and took a look at Jennie before grabbing a pen to copy the answer frantically.

While copying, he couldn't help cursing Jennie, because of Jennie he had to copy like this! When class was over, he had to...

While he was thinking of that, the paper in front of him was taken away by Old Liu.

Before when Old Liu checked the other students, he merely glanced at it. He didn't expect that when Old Liu walked to Sehun, he would look at it so carefully, Sehun was immediately confused.

Old Liu flipped the paper from side to side, and spoke after a few seconds of silence.

"Only finished two questions? What's wrong did you not finish copying? For reading comprehension, the answer is not even written under the correct question. Do you think I've gone senile? You can't even copy answers correctly. Did you think I wouldn't see it, ah? Copying the composition and treating it as if I can't see it, do you think I'm a fool or blind! You are so tall and yet you have no skill. The only thing you're good at is playing on the playground and sweating gallons of oil. Only know how to spend your parents' money. You can stand in the back of the class!"

Jennie almost couldn't restrain from smiling.

No wonder the students were so frightened when the teacher was mentioned. This speed of talking was like a machine gun.

After Old Liu scolded Sehun, he didn't say anything else to the other students and continued to check papers. When he checked Lisa;s, he just glanced at Lisa, and then skipped him directly.

No one regarded Lisa as a normal person.

Lisa didn't respond to this either. He was alone in the shadow behind the wall, with his long hair covering his eyes. Jennie could only see his sharpened chin, which was too thin and too pale.

Jennie retracted her gaze, and ignored Sehun's murderous gaze behind her. She began to listen carefully to Old Liu's lecture.

Although Old Liu had a bad temper, the class was really good, and English class felt like it ended too soon.

After class, Jennie glanced at the class schedule and put away her English textbook and looked for the math book in desk storage. She had just touched the corner of the book, when a shadow enshrouded her. The voices of the girls who were talking in front of her stopped, Jennie turned her head and saw Sehun looking at her with a fierce face.

Jennie pulled out the math book calmly, "What are you doing?"

Fuck, she had the nerve to ask him why? Sehun raised his eyebrows. She caused him to be scolded and punished to stand, and now he still has the face to ask him why?

"I asked you to write my paper, didn't you hear?"

"Did I agree?"

Suho, Irene and others who were sitting in front heard these words, and all looked over with a little surprise, Sehun was taken aback, but felt even more angry. He had no face left, "You fucking say that again?"

"Are you deaf? Don't get in my way", Jennie stood up, and took a few books from the bookcase in the back of the classroom.

After taking it, Sehun, who had just gotten up, grabbed the books in Jennie's hand and threw it, smashing the books heavily on the wall behind the classroom.

A book flew straight to Lisa, and hit Lisa's leg, before falling to the ground again.

There was a sudden silence in the class, and Jennie suddenly remembered the description of Lisa's illness in the original novel.

People with Asperger's syndrome have an extremely sensitive sense of touch, and may even have an overreaction. The feeling of a foreign feeling on the skin is painful to them.

Jennie's heart tightened, and she pushed Sehun away before walking towards Lisa. Sehun cursed behind her, "What the hell is it, are you really a human being?! If it wasn't for Irene, who the hell would ever like you?!"

Jennie turned a deaf ear, quickly walked to Lisa, picking up the book under Lisa's feet, she looked up at the boy in front of her and asked him carefully,

"Are you okay."

The young man seemed to have not seen or heard, and still had no reaction at all. He was sitting at the table like a sculpture, with dust and blood stains on the school uniform, his pale thin fingers holding a pen and writing something on the piece of paper, his textbook next to him. His body is motionless.

Jennie stood up and squatted down a little bit, staring at Lisa, "I'm sorry."

The pen in Lisa's hand finally stopped for a moment, and his head was barely visible. For a moment, Jennie was slightly affected by Lisa. He glanced at her, his eyes covered by his long hair.

But the moment passed and he lowered his head again, still saying nothing.

Jennie didn't bother him anymore, stood up, and quickly glanced at Lisa's table.

It was not a textbook. It was a notebook densely packed with words, mixed with symbols and formulas that was not part of the high school curriculum.

Jennie recognizes one of the formulas, it was the fundamental theorem of calculus, the Newton-Leibniz formula.

Jennie had just learned it before she was transmigrated into the book.

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Sehun couldn't do anything without thinking about beating up Jennie. What was even stranger was that Jennie did not try to curry favor with anyone today. He wondered if she took the wrong medicine.

Thinking of her Sehun couldn't hold back his anger, and cursedfor nearly ten minutes, before finally saying some cruel words, "You better fucking not regret it, don't think we will take you in again!"

Jennie didn't care about the naive threat in his eyes. She had already seen it when she was in elementary school. Moreover, unlike the Jennie before who humbled herself in exchange for the "friendship" of others. Jennie didn't want anything to do with it, let alone anything to do with these people.

Especially Suho.

Thinking of Suho's undisguised dislike of her today, Jennie couldn't figure out what Jennie liked about him in the book, or did she just like self-abuse.

Reaching out into her school bag, she felt something and opened it to see a few alpine lollipops. Looking at the candies in her hand she was suddenly a little speechless.

It turns out that Jennie actually bought candy.

Jennie couldn't comprehend the original Jennie's brain circuits at all.

She had these thoughts of trying to please people instead of studying well for the exams. Her family was too poor growing up, and she did not studywell, it was no wonder she was rejected.

If you want to be accepted by others, you must first have a place to shine.

Sehun felt that Jennie was deliberately not giving him face, so he called on a bunch of good friends and girls with a good relationship, and told them to isolated Jennie.

He listened with satisfaction as the crowd talked about Jennie, saying that she was not as good as one-tenth of Irene, how she was shameless enough to like Suho, how she was blind to how Suho responded to her, and how good Irene is for helping a person like her.

Sehun was a little excited, he couldn't wait to see Jennie being alienated by her former good friends, and then apologizing to him.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Jennie put a lollipop in her mouth.

Fuck!

Sehun who had just felt a lot of self satisfaction, suddenly felt like it was gone.

Jennie had no time to talk to Sehun, chewing the lollipop in her mouth she went to the bathroom. When she came back, she saw the head teacher entering the classroom. When he came out, Lisa slowly followed the head teacher in his wheelchair.

What was going on?

Jennie watched Lisa's back for a while and then entered the classroom. As soon as she entered, she heard all the students in the class talking about Lisa.

"Why did Old Mu take him?"

"Who knows," someone said, "I really have to give props to Old Mu. His temper is so damn good. If I was hum, I wouldn't bother to care about Lisa."

"Lao Mu is the saint. He is someone who overflows with love, and every time he gets slapped, he eagerly jumps back again..."

"Isn't it just a disability and mental illness, why does he care so much?" The students laughed, and a boy said, "He really is crazy, it's just that he sometimes looks normal."

"It's not that I'm overreacting." A little girl interrupted, "But, I accidentally touched his arm the last time I cleaned. I didn't mean it, but he pushed me out and almost fell. Are sick."

The pen in Jennie's hand paused.

It's not like that.

That's because he suffers from Asperger's Syndrome and his skin is very sensitive. Normal people's so-called light touch is much different for him. Ordinary people won't understand.

"I sat at the same table with him for a few days before, and said a few words to him, it almost scared me to death."

"Why?" The students were excited and curious.

"When you talk to him, he stares straight at you without moving his eyes. It's terrifying. Also, sometimes his hands shake when holding a pen..."

"Isn't that epilepsy?

"Fuck, he still has a pen and writes, does he even know how to do that?"

He does, of course he does. Jennie remembers the calculus book that she saw on Lisa's desk.

Although Asperger's Syndrome can make people autistic and lose basic social functions, the IQ and memory of this group of people do far exceed those of others, and Lisa's is even more so.

He looked straight at a person, not because he wanted to do something, but because he couldn't understand the emotions of others, he just wanted to understand what the other person meant.

As for finger trembling... it is a post-traumatic stress disorder left over from a car accident. An autistic child with Asperger's Syndrome since childhood, after witnessing his mother's death in a car accident and having his legs paralyzed, it was impossible for him to not have some abnormalities.

He was pitiful enough, but no one had ever pitied him. They said he was a madman, a fool, and a neurotic. They used the most vicious ridicule of this age to stimulate this young man who was already on the verge of collapse.

There was also a girl beside her who was talking about her so-called experiences, saying that she occasionally saw Lisa holding a pen and scribbling like a three-year-old child, and said that she once saw Lisa drooling stupidly.

"Fuck, drooling!"

"Fuck he really is a fucking fool."

"Why do you think his parents sent him here?" In the classroom, the students broke into laughter. Fool, lunatic, words like this entered Jennie's ears over and over again, Jennie couldn't bear to look at the girl who was making up these false rumors,

"Have you said enough?"

The girl froze for a moment and screamed, "Jennie, you are sick too, right!"

"Aren't you the one who's sick? Going around spreading rumors like that." The girl turned pale, and changed the subject. "Even though Sehun doesn't like you I still spoke to you and yet you act like this?!"

The onlookers looked at this. Jennie ignored the girl and looked away passively, not revealing her emotions.

When class was about to start, Lisa finally returned. His injured hand was wrapped in gauze. Jennie glanced around and saw that his table seemed to have been moved farther away.

In the afternoon, Jennie clearly felt that she was being isolated, and the few girls who had taken the initiative to talk to her before no longer talked to her.

Jennie didn't feel much from this, she couldn't even recall these people's names, so she didn't care about them.

In the afternoon when school ended, the students rushed out of the classroom. Jennie packed her homework that was to be done today into her school bag, and was about to leave, when she turned her head and saw Lisa again.

He was still sitting in the last row, with his head down and writing something. A passing classmate craned his neck and glanced at it. He probably thought that Lisa was scribbling like a three-year-old.

Jennie sat back down again, until only a few people were left in the classroom, and there were no more loud shouts in the corridor, and it was then that Lisa moved.

He pushed the wheelchair out, and turned the wheelchair silently before leaving the classroom, out onto the corridor, and finally stopped at the disabled passage.

The scratch on his hand still hurt, and the finger that was stuck in the wheel was also very painful. With such a gentle handicapped passage in front of him, Lisa shook his hands silently. After a pause for nearly ten seconds, he finally put his hand back on the wheelchair.

The wheelchair had just moved slightly, but came to a stop. Someone grabbed the back of the wheelchair and slowly pushed the wheelchair down the disabled access.

Lisa suddenly turned his head, his voice was frightened and angered, "Let go!"

The person behind did not let go, and kept pushing the wheelchair to a gentle place before letting go, then turned and left without saying a word.

Lisa clasped his hands on the wheelchair, his pale complexion became more and more white, he sat in the wheelchair silently, staring at the person's back.

He remembers this person.

Not long ago, she stood in front of him and asked him if there was anything wrong.

She also said one more thing.

I'm sorry.