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The Elite Assassin Becomes a Flat and Ugly Nerd!

Raised by a league of assassins and trained for thirteen years, Shan Yue was seventeen when she took the throne of best assassin, becoming an untouchable legend amongst assassins. Despite being legendary, she put her faith in the wrong people and was killed by her own league's betrayal. However, while Shan Yue thought her death was assured in the violent explosion, she was surprised to find herself reincarnating into the body of a useless female student. Forget how pudgy and dim-witted she was — she seemed to get into fights every day! Her original body's sister sneered, “Fatso! All you do is eat... and look at how ugly you are! You really embarrass me!” Fat? Ugly! Shan Yue started a daily training regiment, rapidly slimming down and becoming a ravishing beauty! Her original body's mother snapped at her, “How did I give birth to a child as stupid as you?! Always last place in school — you embarrass me! I should have strangled you right after I gave birth to you!” Stupid? Last place in school? Shan Yue lifted a finger, and the principal of the top school in the capital personally visited, offering a transfer to his school. Elite hackers, doctors, mercenaries, math geniuses... All of them were now vying for her attention! Though she managed to get the chance to become normal after going through so much, she accidentally become a big shot again, even finding herself a two-faced bigwig for a husband! Shan Yue: I just wanted a quiet life, but my abilities prevent that. Sigh...

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Fake Genius

Editor: Henyee Translations

"It's okay, I understand…" Shan Xing faced Zhang Hua's gaze and did not even dare to look up into his eyes. Her eyes flickered as she deliberately avoided Zhang Hua's gaze. In the end, she lowered her head slightly.

Zhang Hua looked at the unnatural Shan Xing and asked, "Hello, are you Shan Xing?"

"That's-that's right, I am." Shan Xing tried her best to calm down. In order not to be seen through, she quickly picked up the tea that had just been brewed on the table and took two sips. She stammered, "This is my manuscript. Mr. Zhang can use this to confirm my identity." With that, she took out the draft papers she had prepared and showed it to Zhang Hua.

As the third son of the Capital University, Zhang Hua was not so easy to fool. He had long known that this draft paper had been circulated online. Anyone could print the photo, so just a draft paper could not explain the problem.