My Classmates Are All So Weird

Jiang Ling is just an ordinary student, attending an ordinary school and living an ordinary life. He even has an ordinary childhood friend. But then, without warning, his ordinary days are turned upside down.

---This world has been transmigrated into so many times that it's like a sieve.

The guy in the seat ahead is the hero of a Mary Sue novel, all dark charm and arrogance: "Man, you dare play with fire in front of me? Don't test me lightly. Or are you playing hard to get?"

Jiang Ling quietly puts the lid on the alcohol burner in the lab and raises his hand. "Teacher, this student just put out an alcohol burner with his bare hands!"

The new transfer student is a web-novel-style overpowered hero: "Even if my engagement is broken off and my family and the immortal sect abandon me, I'll keep finding treasures, meeting powerful people, making connections, and founding a sect with a single slash. I'm the true Child of Destiny!"

Jiang Ling gazes at him starry-eyed. "Child of Destiny, quick, tell me, is the answer to this question A or C?"

The girl in the back row is an empress from a matriarchal world: "You're quite handsome, and your lackey is tall. Why don't you both join my harem?"

Jiang Ling's face goes cold. "We wouldn't dare enter the girls' dormitory!"

The neighbor's kid is a genius tyke, a peerless prodigy: "I spoke eight languages by the age of three and controlled the economy by five. Now I'm seven..."

Jiang Ling: "You should be in elementary school."

"There's nothing I can't solve!"

"Your mom and your girlfriend fell into the sea. Who do you save?"

The troublesome people keep piling up. A domineering school bully has been possessed by a tragic romance novel's endlessly suffering male lead, and a mind-reading emperor has taken over the homeroom teacher's body...

Jiang Ling is so annoyed. He vents to his lackey: "Why am I the only ordinary person in this ridiculous, cringe-worthy world? A Sheng, I'm not ordinary too, am I?"

Xing Sheng: "Right. You're the Supreme God."

The one pursued: (*^▽^*) I knew it!

The pursuer: "My boyfriend's Supreme God."

The one pursued: "? What kind of thing is a Supreme God?"

The pursuer: "It's this thing called me."

A snarky one pursued X a deadpan, dry-humored pursuer

Theme: Pretty much what the title says _(:з"∠)_