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    Genius Deduction Method 6

    After a brief moment of silliness, the students of Class 13 quietly pulled out their phones and clicked into a forum post. Almost instantly, the entire class was fired up, practically boiling with excitement. If this were a comic, flames of anger would probably be bursting from their bodies.

    After spending the past few days with Chu Si, they understood him well enough to know that he would never do what the forum accused him of. Although Xiao Mengyao was the school beauty, not everyone was willing to bow to her whims.

    “No way! There’s no evidence at all. This is a complete slander! Our academic god is handsome and talented—Xiao Mengyao isn’t even in the same league. What makes her think she’s worthy of his attention? The 130-point gap in the monthly exam says it all—it’s their IQ gap!”

    “Exactly! Who’s out there deliberately smearing our academic god? It must be out of pure jealousy!”

    While Chu Si, the person involved, remained calm, his classmates grew increasingly furious. Finally, a group of them began egging him on, shouting, “Boss, go after them!”

    “Hmm…” Initially immersed in his studies and having long forgotten about Xiao Mengyao, Chu Si finally remembered her existence. Seeing his classmates eager for action, he remained composed and pointed to the boy next to him with his workbook in hand. “Not in a rush. Let me finish explaining this question first.”

    He patiently finished tutoring, then slowly stood up. The group immediately followed him with excitement, exuding an undeniable aura of wanting to stir trouble.

    Before long, all of Class 13 could be seen storming out of their classroom, heading upstairs in full force. They surrounded Chu Si as if he were a gang boss on a parade, complete with an imaginary dramatic soundtrack of a legendary star walking through chaos.

    Their march even attracted a crowd of curious onlookers. Some students went straight to the forum to open a live thread:

    LiveRecording: The Boss Strikes Back

    In Class 1’s classroom, several students were comforting Xiao Mengyao when the door suddenly swung open, and a group of people surged in. At the forefront stood a boy, his calm and handsome face framed by the loose blue-and-white school uniform, which accentuated his tall and slender figure. His dark eyes swept across the room, landing directly on Xiao Mengyao by the window.

    Anyone who had seen the forum photos immediately recognized him—this was the person in question!

    “…Chen Mo, why are you here?” Xiao Mengyao stood up in shock, her expression shifting slightly.

    Based on her understanding of Chen Mo, he was introverted and timid, someone she could easily bully. Even if he heard the rumors at school, he wouldn’t dare confront her, so everyone would naturally believe the accusations. She wouldn’t have to worry anymore. But to her surprise, the moment she spread the rumors, he showed up.

    Caught off guard, Xiao Mengyao’s composure wavered. Forcing a look of regret, she said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for the forum post to get out. I—”

    “I’m here to collect a debt,” Chu Si interrupted, uninterested in her excuses.

    Since arriving in this world, Chu Si had remained indifferent to others’ opinions and had never tried to clarify the truth. The only reason he was here today was that Xiao Mengyao’s actions reminded him of the 500 yuan she owed him—a significant amount for someone as broke as he was.

    Xiao Mengyao’s prepared speech was cut off as Chu Si stepped forward, extended his hand, and coldly said, “Pay up!”

    Xiao Mengyao froze.

    Back then, when she borrowed the money, she had dismissed his claims that he needed it to avoid getting beaten by his alcoholic father. She thought it was just an excuse. Now, standing here unharmed, how could he claim he was in danger? To her, 500 yuan was insignificant—she wouldn’t have approached someone as poor as him if she hadn’t been desperate for money.

    Under the shocked gazes of her classmates, Xiao Mengyao denied everything: “Chen Mo, you must be joking. When did I ever borrow money from you?”

    “Exactly! Our school beauty doesn’t need to borrow from someone like you. At least come up with a believable excuse!” chimed in Fang Feifei, rolling her eyes.

    The other students looked at Chen Mo skeptically. Everyone knew about his family’s financial situation—it seemed far more plausible that he’d borrow from Xiao Mengyao, not the other way around.

    Standing tall amidst the growing disdain, Xiao Mengyao appeared gracious and composed, as if waiting for Chen Mo to leave in embarrassment. The more poised she seemed, the more disdainful the stares directed at Chu Si became.

    “That’s right. Our school beauty doesn’t need to borrow money. This excuse is ridiculous!”

    “Besides, his family is so poor… no wonder he’s doing this.”

    Some boys who admired Xiao Mengyao seized the opportunity to mock Chu Si, hoping to earn her favor.

    Meanwhile, Chu Si remained calm, pulling a piece of paper from his pocket. “You wouldn’t have forgotten this IOU you personally wrote, would you?”

    Xiao Mengyao froze.

    It was impossible—she hadn’t written anything. Was he trying to frame her?

    Chu Si unfolded the paper, revealing neat handwriting that was all too familiar to the students of Class 1.

    Feeling the weight of countless suspicious gazes, Xiao Mengyao herself began to doubt reality.

    Unfazed, Chu Si continued with a calm yet self-assured demeanor. “That day, you said you were in urgent need, so I lent you all the money I earned from days of hard work at my stall. You promised to repay it within three days.”

    “But three days passed, and you didn’t.”

    Recalling the original owner’s memories, Chu Si slowly recounted the story while meeting Xiao Mengyao’s eyes.

    “And not only did you fail to repay, but you also falsely accused me of harassment.”

    “Harassment?”

    The usually gentle and unassuming Chu Si raised his gaze, a sharp glint flashing in his dark pupils.

    “—You think you’re worthy?”

    In an instant, a chilling aura filled the room. Xiao Mengyao stumbled backward, knocking over her chair, her legs trembling.

    Panicking, she stammered, “This IOU is fake! I didn’t write it!”

    Without a word, Chu Si pulled out his phone.

    “Never thought you’d turn into someone like this,” he sighed, disappointment flashing across his pale face. “Guess I’ll have to call the police. They can investigate the truth.”

    “Fraud for the purpose of illegal gain… I wonder how long the sentence would be?”

    “No! Don’t!” Xiao Mengyao screamed, lunging for his phone.

    Chu Si sidestepped her, watching as she stumbled and fell to the ground.

    “Don’t call the police! I admit it—I lied…”

    Though Chu Si’s threat was an exaggeration, the thought of legal consequences terrified Xiao Mengyao. Facing the disdainful gazes around her, she confessed, tearfully handing over the money.

    The incident was reported to the school, and Xiao Mengyao faced disciplinary action. Meanwhile, Chu Si led his classmates out triumphantly, leaving the classroom behind.

    Even on the way back, some students couldn’t help but apologize for previously doubting him.

    Chu Si, however, remained distracted, lost in thought.

    A group of classmates began chattering all at once, trying to comfort him.

    “Boss, don’t be sad. Someone like Xiao Mengyao isn’t worth your sorrow at all.”

    “Boss, why not like someone else instead? Hmm, I feel like I’m a good choice.” A boy puffed out his chest, looking righteous. “For the boss, I’m willing to offer my body voluntarily. Just promise to take me to the top after!”

    “Get lost, I’m also a good option!”

    Chu Si: “…I’m not sad.”

    Seeing that everyone still had understanding, pitying looks in their eyes, Chu Si shook his head and delivered a critical blow: “We’re all still students. How can we casually start dating at such a young age? Studying is the top priority. Your awareness levels need improvement. Go back and work through a set of ‘Five Three’ practice books to raise your standards.”

    Everyone: “…”

    …Emmmm, of course, this is how a study god thinks. Heartbreak and sadness? All illusions!

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