Why do you mess with her? She is a black and white person.

Shu Xueyin was speechless.

Feeling countless eyes falling on her, she was so nervous that even her hands were shaking.

After the joint attack by Senior Li and Shu Mowan, the good reputation she had accumulated was completely destroyed.

It takes a lot of effort to get it back.

At this moment, she really hated why Shu Mowan had to be brought back.

If Shu Mowan hadn't come back, she would still be the only little princess of the Shu family, the considerate and kind school belle and department belle, and the harmless goddess who was worshipped by everyone.

Now, everything is ruined.

Li Rong, who was next to her, looked at her with a particularly complicated look.

"Yinyin, so you're using me as a gun, too, right?"

Li Rong said hesitantly.

When Shu Xueyin heard this, she clenched her fists even tighter, hatred surging in her eyes, but when she lowered her eyes to look at Li Rong, she became fragile and harmless again.

"Rongrong, even you don't trust me. Are you going to sever your friendship with me?"

She was about to cry.

Li Rong saw how pitiful she looked. If it were in the past, she would have felt extremely distressed, but now she just felt very scared.

She was afraid that one day Shu Xueyin would stab her in the back with this look on her face.

It's really terrible.

"me……"

Li Rong stuttered.

Seeing her like this, Shu Xueyin knew that it was useless to tell her not to be afraid now. She could only wait until the school anniversary was over and then slowly conquer her.

Li Rong is a very good follower. She can complete things that are inconvenient for her to do, so she doesn't want to lose her for the time being.

"Rongrong, it's okay. If you can't answer me now, I can give you some time."

Shu Xueyin's voice became softer, "Time will tell, and you'll find that I really treat you as a friend."

Li Rong didn't say anything.

She now has no idea which of Shu Xueyin's words are true and which are false.

This person is good at using tricks that are really annoying.

"Student Shu, please sit down."

Principal Feng said, "If you have anything to say to your classmates, wait until we get back."

Shu Xueyin nodded first, then pleaded, "Principal, I want to talk to my sister again, is that okay?"

Principal Feng gestured for her to speak.

"Sister, I'm sorry. I didn't expect that my carelessness would cause you harm. Could you please give me a chance to make amends?"

Shu Xueyin looked at Shu Mowan and said.

Shu Mowan said lazily, "Tell me, how do you make it up?"

"..."

Shu Xueyin choked.

She just said some polite words, how can I know how to make amends?

This damn woman, why does she act so unconventionally?

"Sister, compensation requires actual action, and I can't say it now."

Shu Xueyin had no choice but to bite the bullet and say.

"Oh~ So you're just painting a rosy picture for me."

Shu Mowan said meaningfully.

"..."

Shu Xueyin regretted why she told her that she wanted to make amends.

There were low laughters all around.

She felt even more embarrassed.

"Sister, I didn't make any big promises. I just wanted to prove my sincerity to you with practical actions."

Shu Xueyin pursed her lips.

"Okay, I get it. I'll wait and see how much you promise. Oh, no, your sincerity."

Shu Mowan curved her lips and said.

Shu Xueyin was speechless.

In the end, she had no choice but to sit down awkwardly.

The eyes of people around me would still look over at me from time to time, but they were no longer eyes of admiration and love.

She used to be a goddess, but now she is probably going to become a scheming white lotus.

This was difficult for her to accept for a while.

But she never expected that there would be something even harder to accept.

Principal Feng on the stage continued, "I heard that the school is quite interested in the great painter Shu Mo, is that right?"

"Yes."

Many people in the audience answered.

Many people at Kyoto University like to paint. Some do it as a hobby, some do it as a subject of study. In short, there is a group of people who regard Shumo as an idol.

Otherwise, Shu Xueyin would not have been regarded as a talented woman with painting talent just because Shu Mo's so-called closed disciple praised her.

"I'm relying on my old face today to ask her to agree to come on stage and meet everyone."

Principal Feng finished speaking with a smile, raised his hand and pointed in Shu Mowan's direction, and said enthusiastically: "Let us welcome the great painter Shu Mo to the stage with warm applause."

Shu Mowan stood up and walked slowly towards the stage.

Everyone was shocked by her performance, but they soon recovered and burst into enthusiastic applause.

The great painter they liked was a fairy-like figure, so they were naturally excited.

Shu Xueyin looked at Shu Mowan who had already walked onto the stage in dumbfoundedness.

How is it possible, how is it possible, how is it possible...

These four words kept repeating in her mind.

Li Rong was equally foolish. She reflexively nudged Shu Xueyin and said, "Yinyin, your sister is Shu Mo. Why didn't you tell me? You made me foolishly ask her for proof. Are you happy?"

After a series of events, Li Rong was convinced that Shu Xueyin did it on purpose, so her tone was filled with resentment.

Shu Xueyin's mind was in a mess and she had no intention of answering Li Rong.

She stared at Shu Mowan on the stage. She was so radiant today. Just standing there, she was the center of attention.

Seeing this, Li Rong became even more convinced that Shu Xueyin knew the truth.

Now she only has sarcasm for this good friend whom she is wholeheartedly protecting.

"I believe some people in the audience are stubborn and don't want to believe that Wanwan is Shumo. It doesn't matter. Her ID is here."

Principal Feng looked around the audience and spoke slowly, "Since I invited someone, I can't let someone who's on leave come on stage and disappoint everyone."

Shu Xueyin felt that Principal Feng was making a subtle mockery of her.

A projector was lowered onto the stage, and information about Shu Mowan as the great painter Shu Mo appeared on it.

That was a thorough and clear introduction.

"Does anyone still have doubts?"

Principal Feng asked.

"No."

Everyone answered in unison.

Principal Feng smiled and said, "Would you like to welcome Shumo to paint on the spot with warm applause?"

As soon as he finished speaking, warm applause broke out.

Principal Feng asked someone to bring an extra-large easel. Shu Mowan dipped the brush in ink and started painting, his movements flowing smoothly.

Everyone in the audience picked up their phones to record the video.

Before long, a majestic landscape painting took shape. Shu Mowan took out a seal specially engraved for Shu Mo from her bag and stamped it on the ground.

"Uncle Feng, let's give this painting to the students in the audience as a raffle gift. Whoever draws it gets it."

Shu Mowan put down the brush and said with great confidence.

Even though Principal Feng was calm, he couldn't hide his surprise. "Wanwan, have you made up your mind?"

With Shu Mowan's fame, her paintings would fetch tens of millions at auction, but she casually said she was giving them to the students in the audience.

Who else could be so generous?

"Since I'm here, I have to give some gifts to my junior students."

Shu Mowan smiled at the crowd below the stage and said, "I hope you all don't think I'm being shabby by only giving a painting."

"Boss Shumo, you are too polite."

Everyone responded.

This is a painting worth tens of millions. Who would be stupid enough to say it's shabby?

"Then have a good draw."

Shu Mowan said.

The audience became enthusiastic.

If you can draw a painting, it would be a huge fortune.

Everyone was praying in their hearts that they would be chosen by the Son of Destiny.

Shu Xueyin was mixed in the crowd and could only look at Shu Mowan who was still on the stage with envy.

After everyone had drawn their prizes, the last one to be drawn was a quiet-looking girl wearing black-framed glasses. She was so excited that she burst into tears.

She choked and said, "Boss, can I hug you?"