Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

Chapter 38: After one wave, another wave arises

As soon as Song Lingge stepped out of the classroom, she was embraced in a warm hug.

Then came another soft, warm hug.

Song Lingge truly couldn't bear such excessive affection; she felt so suffocated she could hardly breathe.

"Are you two trying to murder me for my money and keep all the pickled vegetables my mom brought me? I can't breathe!"

Who else could have given her a bear hug if not Yu Shaofen and Zhang Xiuxiu?

Yu Shaofen and Zhang Xiuxiu each took one of her arms, and the three of them walked side by side toward the dormitory.

"You brat, do you know I was just about to break up with you?"

Zhang Xiuxiu complained.

Song Lingge was completely confused. Where did this conversation even begin?

"Xiuxiu thought you stayed because you were planning to agree to Fang Guanghua's demands. She was already very puzzled by your lukewarm forgiveness of Li Meimei the other day. If you pull this stunt again, I'm afraid even Xiaoxiancai won't be able to appease her."

Yu Shaofen jokingly recounted Zhang Xiuxiu's entire emotional journey.

Actually, that was hers too.

"If that's what you think, why are you standing outside the classroom eavesdropping?"

Zhang Xiuxiu pouted and explained, "It's all because Shaofen insisted on making me listen. She said Lingge is definitely not that kind of person."

Song Lingge smiled, her eyes crinkling, and deliberately pressed for more information: "What kind of person?"

"That's the kind of person he is."

"What kind of person is he exactly?"

"The kind of person you know."

......

The sounds of girls chatting and laughing could be heard from time to time along the road.

This is friendship, something Song Lingge has been missing for a long time, something very precious.

~

Li Meimei didn't return until much later, long after Song Lingge and the others had gone back to their dorm.

It was almost time for the lights to go out.

However, no one asked any questions, and it seemed that the group had automatically parted ways starting tonight.

However, Song Lingge never imagined that a few days later, she would be caught up in a huge storm once again.

It's really a wave of upheaval.

From the moment Song Lingge left home in the morning, people pointed and whispered about her all the way.

"Could Fang Guanghua be up to something again?"

Zhang Xiuxiu pouted angrily, looking like a cute little pufferfish.

Song Lingge frowned and shook her head blankly.

She didn't pursue the matter with Fang Guanghua and Li Meimei, firstly because she considered her two-year friendship with Li Meimei, and secondly because she had no evidence.

Did her threats fail to deter them, and they resorted to new tricks?

This new approach is quite ambitious.

Because the people who openly or secretly pointed fingers at and mocked Song Lingge were almost lined up at the school gate.

Do Fang Guanghua and Li Meimei have that ability?

Song Lingge arrived at the classroom with questions in her mind.

She always arrived right on time, and by this time, almost all the students had arrived, all staring at her intently.

Qiao Nansheng walked towards her with a frown, her intuition telling her that something serious had happened.

But at this time.

"Song Lingge, Fang Guanghua, come with me for a moment."

It turned out to be counselor Lin Wenxiu.

Lin Wenxiu is the counselor for Song Lingge's class. She is mainly responsible for the students' daily management, mental health counseling, and ideological and political education.

It's not surprising that she sought out Song Lingge, nor is it surprising that she sought out Fang Guanghua.

But it was very strange that she sought out Song Lingge and Fang Guanghua.

Lin Wenxiu led Song Lingge and the other girl to the director's office.

Unexpectedly, the principal, the department head, Director Yu Dezhi, and two mentors were all there, looking serious.

Song Lingge's brows furrowed involuntarily. What exactly had that bastard Fang Guanghua done this time?

After Lin Wenxiu nodded to the leaders, the principal said, "You two take Song Lingge to the office over there."

After receiving the instructions, Lin Wenxiu and another female mentor took Song Lingge to the office next door.

After the door was closed, the atmosphere in the office became somewhat tense.

The two mentors seemed unsure how to begin, but Song Lingge spoke first.

"Teacher Lin, what exactly happened?"

Lin Wenxiu, having been called out, sighed and asked, "What have you been up to lately?"

This question is completely absurd. Even if Song Lingge has memories of her past life, she couldn't possibly guess her teacher's thoughts from just one sentence!

Seeing Song Lingge's bewildered expression, another mentor sneered in a shrill voice: "How dare she do that? Why are you still giving her face? She's shameless, still pretending here."

Song Lingge was scolded for no reason, but she was not a soft-hearted person.

He said seriously, "Teacher Lin, I don't know what this teacher meant, but as a teacher, is it appropriate to scold students like this?"

Lin Wenxiu also felt that the mentor was inappropriate, but she ignored Song Lingge's accusations.

She just glared at the tutor, signaling her to stop speaking with emotion.

Lin Wenxiu looked at Song Lingge, never expecting that such a well-behaved girl would do such a thing.

She thought for a moment, then comforted her, "Lingge, were you misled? Can you completely trust your teacher? Can you tell your teacher the truth? Why would you do something like this?"

"Teacher Lin, I really don't know what you mean."

Song Lingge's righteous and stern tone angered the tutor.

"You have the guts to do it, but not the guts to admit it? Since you have no shame and did that kind of thing in public, don't blame the teachers for saying such harsh things. You'd better confess honestly, or the school won't protect you."

"Teacher Lin, I hope you can get straight to the point and not let your emotions get in the way. I really don't know what you're talking about."

Song Lingge's gaze was firm and composed.

Based on Lin Wenxiu's understanding, Song Lingge didn't seem like the type to do that, but Fang Guanghua didn't seem like the type to do that either.

This shows that you can't judge a book by its cover.

Lin Wenxiu said coldly, "Last night, several photos were posted on the school bulletin board. They were of you and Fang Guanghua."

A photo? It's a photo of Song Lingge and Fang Guanghua together. In Song Lingge's memory, cameras were a rarity in those days, and the first photo of her and Fang Guanghua together should be their marriage registration photo.

They're not even married yet, so how could there be photos of them together?

Song Lingge immediately shook her head and firmly denied it: "Impossible, I have never taken a photo with Fang Guanghua."

"You're still lying through your teeth. If we hadn't seen the photos, we would have believed you. Girls these days are so shameless."

The tutor started making sarcastic and mocking remarks about Song Lingge again.

Song Lingge looked at her coldly: "I am just stating the facts. If you think I am lying, please provide evidence."

"The principal has the evidence. I don't know how you still have the nerve to be so arrogant here. Of course, the photos weren't taken by you two together; someone else took them secretly. But those two people are you."

Song Lingge grasped the key point.

It's possible that the photos were taken secretly, since Fang Guanghua kept bothering him.

But why did a few secretly taken photos cause such a huge sensation? Even the principal got involved.

What kind of photo could have angered the professor so much that he resorted to personal attacks against his student?

Song Lingge was truly at a loss.

"Why don't you go after the person who took the photos? I was photographed without my consent, so is that my problem?"

Song Lingge knew that there was no concept of infringing on portrait rights in that era, so she was now completely reckless and said whatever came to mind.

If you're so capable, show her the photos and let her see what kind of photos could cause such a huge uproar.

"It's wrong for the person to take the photos, but how dare you criticize others after doing something like that?"

Song Lingge was also furious and roared, "What exactly did I do? You keep calling me shameless, let me see what kind of photo it is!"

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