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Chapter 775: The Metamorphosis - The Transformed Form (17)

Song Zhishu raised an eyebrow, looking nothing like someone who had been bullied: "What if it really was me who bullied Director Wang?"

Wang Caicai laughed so hard her eyes disappeared: "Oh my, how could you bully someone? Even if you hit him, it must be because he did something wrong. He's that age, he deserves to be taught a lesson! You're right to teach him a lesson!"

The principal and the two directors felt that their cerebellum was also shrinking.

The three of them scratched their heads, completely baffled.

The principal took a cautious step forward and smiled obsequiously at Wang Caicai, "Um... Director... and this is...?" He glanced at Song Zhishu without making a sound, his smile tinged with unease. "Just an ordinary female student."

The moment Wang Caicai saw him, her smiling face turned cold, her forced smile chilling to the bone.

The principal's longevity was partly due to his keen insight. He immediately understood that Song Zhishu didn't really want to cause any trouble at their school, but he also needed to know that Song Zhishu was not someone he could afford to offend. From now on, he absolutely could not provoke her again, nor could he allow anyone else to provoke her.

Song Zhishu was quite satisfied, and when she left, she said with "difficulty": "Director Wang is so good at dealing with people, how come he is still in this position?"

Wang Caicai: I cried until I went blind, but I still pretended to have 5.0 vision.

He forced a smile: "...I like this position...Song...don't worry..."

Song Zhishu raised an eyebrow, his originally handsome appearance suddenly exuding a touch of unruliness: "Oh, whatever makes you happy."

It was obvious that the three people who came with her this time were not stubborn. They did not harass or fawn over Song Zhishu along the way, but maintained the dignity and authority that a leader should have, only occasionally asking her about school matters.

They knew perfectly well that the less they knew about her, the better, especially when she was unwilling to reveal anything. In hindsight, it was a great achievement that they didn't allow her to commit such a heinous act!

In fact, both Song Zhishu's class and Gu Yihan's class had imagined all sorts of possibilities, but none of them had ever thought that Song Zhishu would return safely.

The incident happened at noon, and Song Zhishu returned at 3 PM. It was during the long break between classes, and Class 15 of the second year of junior high was having a heated discussion, wondering whether Song Zhishu would return with a bruised and swollen face, crying her eyes out, or perhaps she wouldn't even make it back and would be expelled.

After all, the story of that family's eccentricities was quite well-known. Although Song Zhishu's background was unclear, in their small town, it seemed there was nowhere that the three idiots couldn't connect with, since real estate was in high demand right now.

And then? Song Zhishu somehow got hold of bubble gum, blew a huge bubble, and entered the noisy classroom, covering most of her face. When she stood on the podium and casually kicked the leg of the podium table, everyone's eyes were instantly focused on her and her huge bubble, and everyone fell silent.

Fu An, who was lying on his stomach with a frown in the back, was secretly wondering what was going on. When he raised his head and saw Song Zhishu, his sleepy eyes immediately woke up. He thought to himself that it wasn't enough: he thought Song Zhishu was going to go through all kinds of hardships, see Chang Qing as indifferent, and vow to return for revenge!

How come she came back as if nothing happened? Does anyone in this area still recognize this Buddha statue?

No one paid attention to his inner thoughts. When Song Zhishu's enormous bubble burst with a "pop," what first caught everyone's attention was her unusually cold yet arrogant gaze. She was born with an extremely sharp and intimidating presence, exuding a compelling sharpness and edge. Normally, she might just seem cold, but if even a hint of arrogance was added, she would become an endless, unyielding sword.

After all the bubbles had settled, she continued chewing nonchalantly, nodded to the dazed crowd, and said coldly, "Hmm, not bad, you care about me so much."

Everyone: "…………"

Uh. You're so funny.

She stepped off the stage and returned to her seat. Seeing that they still looked strange, she didn't want to say anything more. She glanced at the clock and saw that there were still 13 minutes left before class started. Without hesitation, she stood up and went to the primary school section.

Fu An, who had originally thought she would sit down and share her thrilling journey with him, was still wondering how many times Song Zhishu would have to call him before he would reluctantly respond. But as soon as she sat down, she got up again.

What? You bought a standing ticket? Regardless of what he thought, Song Zhishu had already arrived at her destination.

In fact, most of the people in Class 6-5 had never spoken to Song Zhishu, but they all recognized her because very few people would take the initiative to interact with Chang Qing, and Chang Qing rarely answered anyone's questions in a relatively obedient manner.

Therefore, even though there was no one else from the primary school present when the incident came to light, Song Zhishu's heroic act of unilaterally beating Gu Yihan was still widely publicized.

On the one hand, they felt genuine admiration; on the other hand, they felt genuine regret. It was common knowledge that the Gu family possessed two things: wealth and power; conversely, they also lacked two things: shamelessness. They firmly believed that "Song Zhishu would be expelled from school."

Moreover, Song Zhishu looks thin and weak, while Gu Yihan is rumored to weigh 300 pounds. How much could she hurt him? She'll definitely come back arrogantly in the afternoon, and even bully Chang Qing more severely.

Out of sympathy, they actually ended up surrounding Chang Qing one day, cautiously watching when Gu Yihan would return, while offering their own comforting words: "Anyway, there's less than a year left, let him bear with it."

The most silent one was Chang Qing, who was in the middle of the crowd.

His once bright and round eyes were now dull and lifeless. He silently glanced at every kind-hearted face, opening his lips several times, but each time he fell silent.

He wanted to ask them for help.

His male intuition told him when Fu An effortlessly asked him to return to class that Song Zhishu and Fu An's identities were definitely not simple; otherwise, he wouldn't have come back, even though he was preoccupied with his own thoughts.

However, as more and more rumors spread, even the story of Song Zhishu being dragged out and beaten to death, he went from being very confident to being restless, and now he is even mentally confused.

To the best of his knowledge, no one could save her.

What if he had stayed?

Even if they stay, what if they take all the blame when Gu Yihan complains?

Yes, yes, that's how it should be, that's how it should be.

She, she must not be reduced to the same state as him, becoming a mere grain of sand in the vast emptiness.

If you can,

Be like snow in the clear moonlight for a lifetime.