"Little desk mate, don’t meddle," Gu Jingyan’s face changed slightly and he said harshly.
Not far away, there was a cluster of low jujube forest.
The jujubes had just filled the branches, bending them with their green weight, not yet ripe.
A few boys and girls were pushing a frail girl, shoving her straight into the woods:
"Wu Qianman, who gave you the guts to lend the review papers to that idiot hillbilly Zuozi?"
"Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear that we should write a petition against her?"
"Damn, you won’t sign the petition, do you want to go against us?"
"I think you haven’t been beaten enough lately, your skin must be itching!"
"Wu Qianman, what color are the panties you’re wearing under your school uniform today? Let us showcase them for the whole school to see!"
"You stick, indistinguishable front to back, even if stripped naked, no man would look!"
They surrounded the frail girl, insulting her with abandon, and some even started to pull down her uniform skirt.
Wu Qianman sobbed, not daring to resist.
She couldn’t resist even if she wanted to—everyone before her was stronger, fiercer, and more reckless.
In front of them, she had become used to enduring humiliation.
Every day she cowered, praying they wouldn’t notice her, hoping to take fewer beatings.
"Still cowering? Raise your face for me! How will people know the ugly monster who can’t tell front from back without clothes is you unless you show your face!" Someone was holding a phone, ready to film Wu Qianman’s reaction to mock her, but missing her face was aggravating them.
"Lift your head! Believe it or not, I’ll slap your face crooked with one hit!"
The malicious anger was igniting to the extreme.
"Smack—" a sharp sound burst forth.
A small mist of blood rose in front of the verdant jujube forest.
Wu Qianman tightly shut her eyes, determined to endure the humiliation of being slapped, hoping her passivity would make them hit her less and let her go after venting.
The expected pain never came.
The slap did not land on her face.
Instead, a strand of gentle breeze brushed her face, and she was swept into a serene embrace!
Wu Qianman opened her eyes in shock, seeing Zuzi’s pure and radiant face, untouched by worldly affairs: "Z-Zuzi..."
Then she saw the boys and girls who were pulling her school uniform and filming her, all clutching their faces in terror, a mist of blood before them, teeth shattered all over the ground.
Wh-What just happened?
"Hush, don’t dirty your eyes."
Zuzi extended a delicate white hand, slightly covering the girl’s shocked eyes, as if protecting the world’s most precious treasure.
The boys and girls snapped back to reality, each one infuriated: "Damn, hillbilly idiot, was it you?"
How did she strike just now, to be able to smack all their teeth loose at once, making their words whistle through the gaps?!
Zuzi’s face wore a faint smile: "You’ve really grown crooked, want to be remade?"
With her words, one by one, lingering in the air, the green jujubes atop the forest suddenly crashed down with the wind.
Egg-sized green jujubes precisely struck the boys and girls on their heads and faces,
They wanted to flee with their hands over their heads but couldn’t, their feet seemed nailed to the spot under the jujube forest, only able to scream as they were pelted black and blue, with bloody lumps all over.
This, this is absolutely not something the hillbilly idiot Zuzi could do, could it be that the heavens are punishing them for their actions just now?
Realizing this, regret finally started to seep into their hearts. They knelt down and begged for mercy: "We don’t dare anymore, we won’t dare again..."
Zuzi propped her chin with her hand, speaking indifferently: "It’s too late."
With a light flick of her hand.
The branches of the jujube tree suddenly hung with people in seven or eight directions, each one disheveled, their bellies turned upwards.
The phone that had dropped to the ground captured this scene precisely...
As they wished, it was posted to the school forum.
In the distance, Gu Jingyan opened his mouth and then closed it.
Why is it that wherever my desk mate appears, the situation becomes so peculiar?!
Is she really a slightly wealthy fool who came from the countryside?
Bai Fei, who was complaining about the poor environment, suddenly stood up excitedly, adjusting his white coat: "Little fairy, the little fairy has floated in!"
Bao Gucheng remained calmly lying on the hospital bed by the window, his Adam’s apple moving slightly: "Hmm."
Yet, his large hand inadvertently loosened a button on his shirt.