How is that possible?!

Jennie's English grades were not very good. Every time she was assigned homework, she almost always copied it from others. Whether it was homework or memorizing texts she never cared to do it.

This morning Jennie even asked her which unit of vocabulary they were. She clearly didn't even know what they had been learning all this time.

But now, she actually wrote everything right!

Not only did she write all the words in this unit correctly, she also wrote all the words in the previous units correctly.

So Jennie actually knew which unit they were learning, and had already memorized the words long ago. Yet she asked her what unit they were learning acting like she hadn't memorized it at all!

She thought about what Jennie was probably thinking when she deliberately ignored her in the morning. At this moment, in addition to the burning pain on her face, she also hated Jennie who deliberately pretended in order to deceive her.

Old Liu was very happy about Jennie's sudden correction. He praised Jennie for a long time, and when he turned his head and saw Sehun staring at Jennie with an unknowing expression on his face, Old Liu immediately became angry again.

"What do you look at? Look at what other people wrote, and see what you wrote, 23 words and 14 of them are wrong! Even pigs are smarter than you! Yet you have a face to go and copy the words! Except Jennie, all of you who got words wrong copy them down 100 times. After you finish writing, bring it to me for inspection!"

The face of the people at the same table as Jennie became even darker.

It stands to reason that she had done very well, but because of Jennie, even she had become one of the people punished by Old Liu. She returned to her seat with a black face, inside she was furious. She turned around to Jennie without thinking, thinking that she was the easy to bully girl from before. "This morning, did you already know?"

Jennie leisurely turned a page in her book not showing any reaction.

What are you even talking about, the wind is too strong, I can't hear it.

My goodness! Jennie actually pretended not to hear her and ignored her?

The tablemate was shocked, and her face turned blue.

Wasn't it just being praised by Old Liu and yet she acted like she had ascended to heaven?! Jennie dared to ignore her? The group of people around Irene had made up their minds to reject Jennie, and now they were offended by her once more. Hmph let's just wait and see who will regret it in the future!

After the self-study period, the girl ran to find a few classmates who she usually hung out with. The group gathered together and began chatting, while talking they would occasionally look at Jennie. If one focused on listening they would hear that several girls are talking about Jennie clothes.

Jennie's deskmate began telling them that Jennie had memorized the words already yet deliberately asked her. She commented about Jennie's scheming mind. The girls talking with her nodded along in agreement. The introverted boy sitting next to them, thought about it for a long time, but could not figure out why Jennie would deliberately ask her deskmate for the words if she had already memorized it beforehand.

"How pretentious is she? Who here doesn't know what she is", Several people added more vigorously, "She grew arrogant because Irene felt that she was pitiful."

"Yes, yes, Irene was so kind to her, yet she didn't thank Irene at all. She actually had the audacity to like Suho! Does she have no shame?"

"She liked Suho, even though he doesn't even look at her. If I were Irene I would be disgusted by her actions."

The boy sitting next to them didn't know what to think. On one hand, Suho was so handsome and was the first in the grade. Eighty to ninety percent of the girls in the class liked him. The girls who scolded Jennie also said a few days ago that they liked Suho.

They all like Suho, so why did they hate on Jennie for liking him too?

But no matter how much he complained in his heart, he was an introvert, and didn't dare to say it outloud. He just thought that if he had a chance in the future, he should change seats. He should stay away from these people as much as he could.

Jennie's tablemate pulled a lot of people on her side during the break, and Jennie was further excluded. Jennie didn't react at all. She went to the bathroom, and when she came back, she encountered Lisa who had just entered the classroom slowly in his wheelchair.

Lisa's school uniform was clean again, with some new white gauze wrapped around his hands. His head lowered as usual, and he was silent and without any vitality.

Jennie thought about it for a long time before she walked up to him.

She remembered that Asperger's Syndrome was still a bit different from ordinary autism. Autism is a rejection of alienation, while Asperger's Syndrome was actually hoping to build relationships, but having them crumble because of social misunderstandings.

The people coming and going around made Lisa tense uncontrollably, his muscles became stiff, and his mood became very disturbed.

When he was still living with his mother in the United States, his mother took him to see a psychologist. After the psychologist got a certain understanding of him, he said to his mother, "When your child faces the crowd, the pressure he receives increases in proportion to the number of people at the scene."

He was only about ten years old at the time, but he already fully understood the meaning of increase. He quickly used some mathematical formulas and geometric figures in his brain to calculate what the doctor meant: When two people interact, there is only one connection, three people interacted, there were three connections, four people have six connections, and five people have ten connections...

But at this time there were too many connections around. No one could see that he though he was silent, there was an intense tension and anxiety faced in his heart.

Under such circumstances, even if someone called his name, Lisa would subconsciously feel that he had misheard him.

That is until the voice called out again. Lisa was more sensitive to sound then others, and immediately recognized the source of the sound.

He raised his head and saw the girl who had said sorry to him yesterday and pushed his wheelchair. She was standing close to him around 1.5 meters away and looking at him with a smile.

"Good morning," The girl said.

Lisa's thin white fingers gripped the wheelchair tightly, and his amber eyes stared at Jennie. The muscles on his face looked stiff and there was no expression on his face.

He could tell that this was a simple greeting, and he learned to tell whether a person was crying or laughing when he was very young. From that, he was sure that the girl in front of him was smiling at him.

But that was it.

There are many kinds of smiles, a normal smile, a wry smile, a humorous smile, a sneer, etc. Normal people could understand the meaning behind these expressions with the increase of age and experience, but Lisa could not.

Lisa once looked up the meaning of every word in the dictionary, but Asperger's disease still made them indistinguishable. It took him a long time to distinguish between a smile and laughter by simply remembering the facial expressions of the person in his mind.

His mother made him smile when she took pictures of him, and told him that his smile was a slight smile. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and even a bit of teeth could be revealed. He remembered laughter because he once saw someone laugh until there were tears in their eyes.

The girl in front of him was smiling at him.

But thinking of the meaning behind the expression, Lisa lowered his head again, like a machine that received the wrong instruction, and after a short period of computing, he returned to his previous silence.

He remembered that when he was seven years old, the neighbor's boy talked to him in a very friendly manner. His face held the familiar smile that she had, but the next moment the boy pushed him, and he hit the concrete ground hard, when the blood stains slid down his cheeks, he could only hear the distant call of mother yelling his name, and the boy's undisguised laughter.

He also remembered that when he was ten years old, his old classmates who often mocked him as a fool encountered him once more. They told him that they were ashamed of the tricks they had pulled on him in the past and asked him if he would accept their apology. He forgave them, and they gave him a bottle of soda. When he opened the bottle, a crazy wasp flew out.

Such teasing and bullying was never stopped, and the rest of the children usually enjoy it.

They all said he was a fool, because he was fooled time and time again, but he couldn't help it. Asperger's disease made his eyes clouded when facing people. He couldn't distinguish between malice and kindness. He couldn't distinguish good people from bad people. He couldn't distinguish between help and teasing. In the beginning, they deceived him with "goodwill and help."

Later, whether it was good intentions or malice, he attributed them all to malice. He no longer believed in anyone other than his mother, so he would no longer be chased, and he would no longer be hurt every time he believed.

Therefore, he still lowered his head and passed by Jennie silently without giving her any response.

No one would like him, and no one would treat him kindly.

He was born a mental lunatic, a discarded defective product.

And defective products are destined not to be accepted by anyone.

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