A delicate little girl, wearing an oversized black branded hoodie, with the hood covering half her face, and a cool black baseball cap underneath.
The girl had her hands in her pockets, skinny leggings, and Martin boots, which made her look like she was swaying within her clothes.
In the sea of identical uniforms at Qingcheng High School, this outfit was quite prominent, with an indescribable "rascal" vibe.
"Move my desk inside."
The girl spoke with a brief and arrogant command.
A chorus of rough male voices responded in unison, mixed with the sound of dragging desks and chairs.
Only then did everyone notice that she had brought over a dozen bodyguards, carrying a set of custom black piano-lacquered desks, intending to move them into the East Sea Class.
No one knew who this girl was; she was so particular that even her school desk was custom-made?
Even the proctor turned a blind eye, pretending not to see their arrogant and rude actions.
The people in the East Sea Class were initially quite curious:
"This girl is pretty cool."
"Where is she from? With the college entrance exam approaching, could it be we have a new transfer student in our class?"
They saw the girl pointing at the desk next to Gu Jingyan: "Throw that filthy thing out."
Everyone became unsettled.
"Hey, that’s our little Ancestor’s seat, you can’t move it."
"Did Mr. Gu agree to let you sit next to him? Who are you anyway?"
"Hey, hey, we haven’t finished the fourth mock exam yet."
The girl snorted coldly: "Tell this trash who I am."
Bodyguard: "This is Miss Nangong Meng from the Nangong Family in the Imperial City. Being classmates with Miss Meng is a blessing you can cherish for generations!"
Even the proctor on the stage smiled along: "I heard that Miss Meng was initially assigned to the Nanshan Class, but she actively requested to come to the East Sea Class. Miss Meng is a top student from the elite school in the Imperial City. Aren’t you going to applaud her welcome?"
The curiosity the East Sea Class had for the transfer student instantly vanished into thin air.
Their little Ancestor was their bottom line.
"Who are you calling trash, and whose desk are you calling filthy? If you’re such a noble aristocrat, then don’t come to our East Sea Class." Wu Minghao was the first to speak up.
Xi Rubao, hands on hips, his biting sarcasm not to be underestimated: "Yeah, go stay in the Nanshan Class’s dung pit, isn’t it nice there?"
Wu Qianman: "What’s this Nangong or Beigong family? Never heard of it! Our Ancestor Zuzi is still a Gu Family heiress, way more noble than you!"
Nangong Meng’s face changed.
She hadn’t expected such poor students from this small place of Qingcheng to dare offend her, a noble lady from the Imperial City.
And they even falsely claimed someone was a Gu Family heiress?
Ridiculous, she hadn’t heard Gu Shiyin mention anyone else from the Gu Family besides Mr. Gu being here?
If it weren’t to follow in Gu Jingyan’s footsteps, would she have taken the chance when her uncle came to Qingcheng, to transfer to this rundown place to take the college entrance exam?
She lifted the hood of her sweatshirt, her eyes flashing cunningly, and sneered: "Since you all don’t appreciate me... fine..."
Her voice suddenly sharpened: "Throw this set of trashy desks and chairs out the window directly for me!"
Initially, she had mercifully planned to throw it into the corridor.
Since this group of poor students didn’t understand, she’d make an example out of them, let them know just how formidable a noble lady from the Imperial City could be.
"The person seated here won’t need to come to school starting today!"
Her condescending tone inflamed everyone’s anger!
That was Xi Zuzi’s seat; what gave Nangong Meng the right to stop Zuzi from coming to school? Having a family with mines?