Stop Pulling Strings for Me

The summer before her second year of high school, Xiao Shiqi's secret was exposed. During study hall, she shamelessly rubbed the callus on her deskmate's middle finger. “I'll do you a favor and tell you who your future husband is, okay?” Behind her, the homeroom teacher leaned against the doorframe, exasperated. “The fortune-telling Immortal Xiao is taking clients! How about you read my fortune too?” Later, the name “Immortal Xiao” spread beyond the “Bridge Class” and across the entire grade. The “Regular Class” homeroom teacher was so alarmed that she immediately rejected Xiao Shiqi's application to join. Xiao Shiqi had to come up with another way to escape the “Bridge Class.”