Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

"Hey, who is bragging in front of me? It's windy today, be careful not to get your tongue stuck." Yang Lan pulled Meng Zhiling behind her and stood between Meng Zhiling and the burly man.

Yang Lan is naturally tall, several centimeters taller than Meng Zhiling. Looking at her like this, she really gives the impression of a boyfriend protecting his girlfriend.

"Student, please wait a moment. The student in front has not finished the formalities yet." At this time, another middle-aged man came over. He was wearing a suit and tie, and his attitude was quite polite. After looking at his left chest pocket, he clearly had a staff badge of the University of Washington pinned on it.

"Oh my god, it's been almost an hour. The student in front of me can't write his own name or doesn't understand what people say. Does it take so long to register?" It's true that Yang Lan has a bad temper.

Then he looked at Meng Zhiling and said, "Fuck, I should have brought more people here today so they could know what real cool looks like. What a mistake."

Meng Zhiling chuckled, knowing that she was just talking. If she really had such an idea, she would not come alone without even bringing personal security. This meant that she wanted to keep a low profile when she came to college. After all, not all students here were from the upper class.

"Do you want me to go up and explain your identity to the teacher? Then let your dear daddy immediately send down some talented people. It will definitely be cool." Meng Zhiling whispered in Yang Lan's ear.

"Huh, who was so bold as to say that I can't write?" As the two of them were talking unscrupulously, an arrogant and domineering voice came in front of them.

"Is it you?" The arrogant woman was wearing a long dress that looked like a gown, with her hair tied up high. She was wearing high heels that would probably kill her if she jumped down. The delicate makeup on her face made it impossible to reveal her original facial features and face shape.

Her delicate hand pointed at Meng Zhiling's nose, because Meng Zhiling looked more gentle than Yang Lan.

People, no matter how strong or weak they are, always like to pick on the weak. But she didn't know that the "soft persimmon" she thought was much harder than she imagined.

"Do you know what happened to the last person who pointed at my nose?" Meng Zhiling smiled lightly, and there was no threat in her gentle words.

"How is he now after I locked him up? I just want to ask you, were you the one who humiliated me just now?" The woman was bossing around. If Yang Lan hadn't been in between, Meng Zhiling guaranteed that her face would have been imprinted with her palm prints.

"Haha, it seems that you not only have big breasts, but also a pretty good brain. You actually heard that I was humiliating you even from my subtle words. That's really good. It seems that you got into this university based on your own grades." Meng Zhiling looked at the woman in front of her with admiration, but her words sounded so ironic to the other person.

She had poor academic performance since she was a child, but no matter which school she wanted to go to, someone would arrange it for her. She had become accustomed to it, but bringing this matter to light made her feel a little embarrassed.

No matter how dumb a person was, they knew that Meng Zhiling was blatantly mocking her, especially the part about big breasts. All the male and female students waiting in line couldn't help but shift their eyes to her breasts, and then the whole audience burst into laughter again.

It was indeed very big, so big that it almost suffocated her.

"You... who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that!" The woman raised her hand and was about to attack if she couldn't win the argument.

Just when everyone thought that Meng Zhiling was doomed to receive the slap, the situation changed again.

"My dear classmate, we will all be alumni in the future. I think we should just forget about this matter. We will meet each other sooner or later." Before Yang Lan could make a move and before Meng Zhiling could retaliate, a gentle-looking woman with a pair of black-framed glasses on her nose walked out from the crowd. She had a strong scholarly air and was dressed in a very common way. It was obvious that she was not from a wealthy family.

Although there was a hint of fear in his tone, he also spoke with righteousness.

"Hahaha, this classmate? Who would be a classmate with lowly people like you? This lady doesn't want to be a classmate with uncultured people like you." The woman smiled proudly, and looked at the classmate who stood up for Meng Zhiling with contempt from head to toe.

"You, why is your classmate so unreasonable?" The female classmate with glasses felt like a scholar meeting a soldier, and looked at Meng Zhiling helplessly.

Meng Zhiling had no choice but to respond with a kind smile. She didn't expect that in such a society, there are still people who are willing to fight against powerful forces for others. Such a spirit is precious, not to mention that they are standing up for themselves.

I just feel a little sorry for the girl's innocence and kindness. If I were a powerless and incompetent nobody today, this girl who stood up for me would definitely have a miserable end.

But unfortunately, she is not a "three-no" youth.

"Haha, reasoning? Reasoning is only useful to ordinary people like you. Even to you, reasoning doesn't work." The woman became even more arrogant and looked down on everyone, which really affected Meng Zhiling's mood.

"If we are ordinary people, then may I ask the name of this lady?" Meng Zhiling pushed away the classmate wearing glasses and looked at the arrogant girl face to face.

"Haha, you don't even know who I am, yet you dared to speak rudely to me just now. I think you are tired of living in Linhai City. Uncle Jiang, I'll leave this matter to you." After saying that, he retreated behind a man. That man was the one who had just asked Meng Zhiling and the others to go to the back and line up slowly.

"Yes, ma'am."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he pushed out his palm towards Meng Zhiling's forehead.

Everyone inside the room could see that if this palm strike was made, Meng Zhiling would be brain-dead even if she didn't die. The people outside the room were all exclaiming in shock, but except for the anxious girl with the eyes and Yang Lan who had already taken action, no one else dared to confront the strong man.

However, before Yang Lan arrived, before the sturdy man let go of his hand, and before the girl with glasses closed her eyes, time seemed to stop for a moment, and then, a variable occurred that no one could have expected.

"Ah..." With a scream, the arrogant Miss Wu's long skirt seemed to be stepped on by her own high heels and slipped to the ground, exposing her "graceful" body to the air.

Then he fell to the ground in a "big" shape with a dog eating shit posture. Some people who were not afraid of death took out their mobile phones silently to record this wonderful moment.

Hearing the screams of his young lady, the strong man immediately dropped his hands, rushed down, took off his suit in a lightning speed, and covered his young lady's body with it.

"Miss, are you okay?" Uncle Jiang frowned and asked worriedly. With such an accident happening today, it is estimated that all those who are working for the Wu family at the station today have been laid off from this moment without exception.

"Are you okay?" Miss Wu quickly wrapped herself in Uncle Jiang's coat, limped on her broken high heels, and got into the flashy RV at a speed she thought was very fast.

After Miss Wu and her group left, the scene quickly returned to peace, but many people were still talking about it.

"Zhiling, are you okay? I was really scared just now." Yang Lan put his arm around Meng Zhiling's waist and looked her up and down.

"Are you sick? It was that annoying woman who was in trouble. Why are you worrying about me?" Meng Zhiling rolled her eyes. Yang Lan was really worried.

After talking to Yang Lan, Meng Zhiling was inspired to see the girl who had just stood up for her trying to pull her huge suitcase alone. Her lonely and thin back made her feel happy.

The girl was about to drag the suitcase when she didn't expect a hand to be on the handle of the suitcase before her.

When he looked up, he met Meng Zhiling's smiling eyes.

"Hello, my name is Meng Zhiling!" Meng Zhiling extended her hand in a friendly manner. She was the kind of person who would repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude, but if anyone provoked her in the slightest, don't blame her for being cruel and ruthless.

The girl seemed a little flattered and immediately extended her hand, "Hello, Li Yao!"

Soon after, Yang Lan also reached out her hand to join in the fun, and the three of them entered the campus talking and laughing. Only then did they realize that the three of them were from three different departments. Meng Zhiling was in the medical department, the "tall and mighty" Yang Lan was in fashion design, and the seemingly well-behaved and honest Li Yao was in the finance department.

Fortunately, these three departments are close to each other, so we can make appointments together when we don’t have classes.

Meng Zhiling entered the classroom again with a nostalgic mood. It felt like a lifetime ago. The last time she sat quietly in a corner of the classroom like this was a lifetime ago.

Not long after arriving in the classroom, before the class teacher had even finished his self-introduction, the classroom door was pushed open by a group of people in black suits.

Looking at the man in the lead who was called "Uncle Jiang", Meng Zhiling smiled slightly, knowing that this matter would not end so easily.

"You, Meng Zhiling, come out here. Others, stay out of your own business!" Uncle Jiang pointed at Meng Zhiling domineeringly, and was about to go into the classroom to grab her. Seeing this scene, the class teacher was so scared that he didn't know how to react.

"Meng Zhiling, a first-year student in the medical school, please come to the principal's office. Meng Zhiling from the medical school..." The radio repeated the announcer's clear and melodious words. Meng Zhiling lowered her head and thought, damn, she didn't want to be famous, but now the whole school knows her. She glared with her almond-shaped eyes, she didn't expect that for such a small matter, these scum of society would have the nerve to report it to the principal. They are so shameless and have no professional ethics at all!