Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

Chu Feng was pleased with his flawless plan and wanted to take this opportunity to thoroughly humiliate Gu Lang.

"Senior, since you're hosting this competition, you must ensure fairness and impartiality."

"Gu Lang slandered me for his own selfish reasons, disrupted the examination room, and challenged the fairness of the competition. How can he go unpunished?"

Roland gave a forced smile, staring coldly at Chu Feng. "Are you implying that I failed to be fair and impartial?"

Roland is a person who crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood; her cold gaze is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Chu Feng's expression stiffened. "That's not what I meant."

"Then tell me, what do you want to do?" Roland asked.

If Chu Feng knows what's good for him, he should know when to stop.

Unfortunately, he was too arrogant and underestimated Roland and the others.

He didn't realize that there are always people more capable than himself, and that his methods were nothing more than what Roland, Chu Yun, and others had already learned.

"To slander classmates at will, or even to physically assault them, should be punished according to school rules by receiving a major demerit and being sent home to reflect for a month."

Chu Feng immediately replied.

Gu Lang felt deeply humiliated and at that moment he really wanted to beat Chu Feng up to confirm his accusations.

“However, Gu Lang and I are classmates after all. I feel bad that he has been punished so severely. How about disqualifying him from this physical fitness competition as punishment?”

Chu Feng's real goal was to win first place in this physical fitness competition, so that he would have a better chance of winning the recommendation letter for the Lan Ying Forging Competition.

Rather than punishing Gu Lang, he would rather Gu Lang be disqualified from the competition.

Upon hearing Chu Feng's request, Roland frowned.

"Senior, I have something to say." Chu Yun, who had been listening for a while, finally spoke.

Her opening remarks immediately drew everyone's attention.

“Go ahead,” Roland agreed.

"I think I also saw Chu Feng trip Han Ming," Chu Yun said.

A single sentence stirred up a huge wave of discussion.

Seeing that things had taken another turn, the students all looked intently at Chu Yun.

Chu Feng looked fierce and stared at Chu Yun with hostile eyes.

Finally, someone shared his opinion, and Gu Lang was somewhat excited, his eyes filled with hope.

Gu Fenglin remained calm and composed, waiting to see what would happen.

Han Cheng'an had been watching a pointless argument and was initially uninterested, but when Chu Yun spoke up, he couldn't help but perk up.

Pei Shaojin frowned. This girl had no evidence, so why was she standing up for someone else?

"You say I tripped Han Ming, where's the evidence?" Chu Feng glared and said fiercely.

"Chu, don't be so fierce. I was running behind you, and my line of sight was wide open. I vaguely saw that you did stick your foot out." Chu Yun's voice was low, as if she were very innocent.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Chu Feng shouted.

Chu Yun shrank her shoulders slightly in fright, her face full of fear. She went around behind Roland and peeked out with her eyes. "I think I really saw it, Chu. Don't get angry."

Chu Yun spoke in a drawn-out, high-pitched voice that was so loud it gave people a headache.

Chu Feng was inherently violent, and when he heard her accuse him of intentionally hurting someone, his temples suddenly throbbed with pain. He clenched his fists so tightly that his bones cracked.

"But now that I think about it, it's possible that I was just too tired and misread it." After saying this, Chu Yun completely shrank her neck and hid behind Roland.

Her change of topic was so sudden that no one expected it.

"Are you kidding me?" Chu Feng frowned, furious.

"Chu, you're wronging me. I absolutely didn't mean that, but I do think I saw you stick your foot out," Chu Yun explained in a low voice.

"And what I mean is that Gu Lang might have misunderstood just like me. I'm clearly trying to help you."

"How dare you say that!" Just when it seemed that Gu Lang was about to be disqualified from the competition, Chu Yun suddenly appeared out of nowhere, making Chu Feng grit his teeth in anger.

Then, remembering Chu Yun's own admission that she had helped Han Ming, Chu Feng felt a surge of anger, both old and new, and he wanted nothing more than to beat Chu Yun to death.

"Chu, don't be anxious. I just said I seemed to, probably, vaguely saw it. Why can't you listen to me properly?" Chu Yun played word games with Chu Feng.

"I think you're just messing with me!"

Chu Feng could no longer hold back and strode forward, trying to pull Chu Yun out from behind Roland.

"Senior, save me!" Chu Yun cried out, hugging Roland's waist.

Roland stiffened slightly, but ultimately did not push Chu Yun away.

Her gaze swept over Chu Feng, and she said coldly, "Are you going to make a move in front of me?"

Chu Feng hadn't completely lost his mind; he held his hand in mid-air, forced himself to stop, and pulled it back.

"Exactly, exactly, do you want to beat up your classmate?" Chu Yun poked her head out again and quietly added.

Chu Feng was so angry that his face was contorted, but he had to suppress his temper.

"I just wanted to get you out of here and have a serious talk about Han Ming, since this matter concerns my reputation," Chu Feng said in a somber voice.

Chu Yun looked completely innocent: "I told you, I only saw it vaguely. I was running around in a daze, so maybe I was hallucinating."

"It's because you're too excited, Chu. You keep asking me questions like you have something to hide. When I get anxious, I tend to repeat what I said before. Please don't mind me, Chu."

Chu Feng let out a long sigh of relief. If he continued talking to Chu Yun, he might get so angry he'd die.

"Are you admitting you've slandered me?"

"Chu, I never said a single word that was completely certain that you tripped Han. How did that become slander against you? I can't accept that accusation."

"Chu, you should improve your reading skills. Don't be so young, with a bad brain and poor hearing, and then you slander others for not speaking clearly."

“This is turning the tables on us, that’s not good, not good,” Chu Yun said, shaking her head.

Chu Feng felt a lump in his throat.

"If you didn't see it clearly, why did you say it?" Chu Feng squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

"Chu, you are innocent in the first place. I was just saying what I vaguely saw, and it didn't affect you. You're so agitated. Anyone who doesn't know better would think I'm telling the truth and that you're just angry because you're embarrassed." Chu Yun continued sarcastically.

"You're ridiculous, I'm not talking to you anymore." Chu Feng turned to look at Roland.

"Senior, this person doesn't seem to have anything useful to say. You should hurry up and decide how to punish Gu Lang. Everyone is waiting."

Roland narrowed his eyes.

"Who said I have nothing to say? Chu Feng, I have a few questions for you."

Regardless of whether Chu Feng agreed or not, Chu Yun continued, "First, you said Gu Lang wanted to beat you up, but did he really do it?"

"Secondly, you said Gu Lang slandered you, but the situation was chaotic at the time, and it's possible that Gu Lang misjudged the situation. Didn't you also misjudge the situation and end up trampling Han Ming until he vomited blood? Are you allowed to misjudge the situation, but Gu Lang isn't allowed to misjudge the situation?"

"You just tried to attack me, and then you misjudged Han Ming and injured him. According to you, shouldn't you also be disqualified from the competition?"