The person on the stage was crying her eyes out, already positioning herself firmly on the side of the disadvantaged.
It didn’t fit Chu Jin’s style of doing things at all.
Because the strong never believe in tears!
Plus, with the things Miao Xinran said and the photos she posted in the class group chat last night, they couldn’t help but question Chu Jin at this moment.
"Wang Kai, thank you for believing in me," Chu Jin bowed 90 degrees to Wang Kai.
Besides Wang Kai, a few other students who usually didn’t know Chu Jin well but liked the beautiful Chu Jin also stood up.
The number wasn’t large.
Only about a dozen or so.
"Thank you all for believing in me," Chu Jin bowed again.
Mo Qingyi raised her eyes to look at the crowd below, "Wang Kai, calm down a bit and think clearly, how could someone who can’t even recite ’Wuthering Heights’ possibly be Chu Jin? Don’t be fooled by this..."
"Who says I can’t recite it?" Mo Qingyi hadn’t finished speaking when Chu Jin interrupted her.
"Heh," Mo Qingyi scoffed, "Impostor, then recite it for me, will you?"
Memorizing the top ten classic novels isn’t something one can do overnight.
"Qingyi," Chu Jin bit her lip, "don’t go too far!"
Mo Qingyi narrowed her eyes, "I’m going too far? It’s clearly you, the impostor, who is deceiving yourself! Do you really think I’m that easy to fool?"
"In that case, I shall make a fool of myself," Chu Jin bowed to everyone and then, supporting the microphone, she slowly began to speak.
One hand held the microphone, while the other hung down, lightly clenched into a fist.
Soon enough, fluent English spilled forth from the microphone.
"It is a matter of God to punish the wicked, and we should learn to forgive..."
The sound was pleasing to the ear, like a gentle breeze and drizzling rain, softly lingering in everyone’s ears.
This voice, at first glance, didn’t seem like much, but upon closer listening, you’d find it a bit rigid, not quite as smooth.
Moreover, Chu Jin’s lips were very close to the microphone.
She slowly ’recited’ a segment.
This was a little device she had bought yesterday for over a hundred thousand yuan in the Technology City. Rumor had it that it featured the latest foreign advanced nanotechnology not yet available on the domestic market.
It could mimic human speech.
It had been bought for an emergency like today, and as it turned out, it really came in handy.
Although she couldn’t recite the top ten classic novels, she had brains.
After she finished reciting one segment, applause broke out from the audience.
Since they had already witnessed Chu Jin reciting the top ten classic novels before, the applause wasn’t as sensational as before.
"Qingyi," Chu Jin looked up at Mo Qingyi, her eyes slightly red, "Are you satisfied now?"
The flashbulbs burst into a frenzy of photographs.
Her seemingly aggrieved and appeasing manner made many people feel indignant for her.
They stirred restlessly, wishing they could give Mo Qingyi a harsh lesson.
Mo Qingyi hadn’t expected that she would really recite ’Wuthering Heights’, and her face turned a bit ugly in the moment.
But it didn’t matter, she had other evidence.
’Clap clap clap—’
Mo Qingyi clapped for her directly, "Impostor, with such good acting skills, why don’t you go into the entertainment industry? Otherwise, the Oscars would surely award you a little gold man."
Chu Jin’s voice was a bit hoarse, pitiful yet feigning strength, "Qingyi, you might not like me, but please don’t insult me!"
Mo Qingyi shook her head coldly, "It seems without some solid evidence, you won’t give up."
"Qingyi, why must you insist on opposing me?" Chu Jin looked towards Mo Qingyi with a pained expression, "You’re the daughter of a wealthy family, so you think you can trample on other people’s dignity at will. Before, I firmly believed this world was fair! That everyone was equal, but I overlooked two words, ’power and influence’! You are a powerful and influential young lady, I’m just a wastrel, good-for-nothing, and an orphan reliant on others in Capital City, ha,"
At this point, Chu Jin laughed mockingly at herself, "What do I have to compare with you? Alright, I’ll propose an annulment to your brother right away, and from now on, there’ll be no more ties between us."
Her speech was heart-wrenching, each word bleeding tears, each sentence deeply cutting, her face streaming with tears, stirring pity and igniting the audience’s sense of injustice.
It was touching to behold.
"Principal, teachers, and all my fellow students, I’m truly sorry for letting you all down. I apologize—today, I won’t be able to participate in the interview, and I can’t study with you all on the same campus anymore. Starting today, I will officially withdraw from school."
At these words, the crowd was in uproar—Chu Jin was their idol.
Now Mo Qingyi had driven their idol to the point of withdrawing from school, and of course, they couldn’t just stand by.
So what if someone is rich?
Does having money mean one can drive a good student to such an extent?
It has to be said, Chu Jin was really quite cunning.
She easily made a group of onlookers who were just there for the drama take her side and feel indignation on her behalf.
Suddenly, one of the students stood up, "Chu! It’s not you who should be apologizing, nor is it you who should leave!"