Chapter 132: Meng Xinran Had Gone Pale

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It was a domineering act.

Doing such a thing on the school campus, in broad daylight. This was the first time the students saw something like this.

The other students avoided the 20 people surrounding the area.

No one dared to get close.

Qin Ran did not lose her temper as she did it slowly.

But everyone felt oddly intimidated as their hair stood on ends.

Qin Ran had been in First Middle School for more than two months, and most of the Ninth Cla.s.s students didn’t really approach her.

But they never expected her to dare to do something like this.

They then turned towards the person with a cigarette.

How could they forget about this ferocious, renowned name in the estate?

Although Wei Zihang had mellowed down a little ever since he entered First Middle School—

Qiao Sheng had never dared offend Wei Zihang.

How simple could Qin Ran be if she managed to get Wei Zihang to listen to her just like that?!

It had been raining the past few days, and the ground downstairs was still a little damp.

The garden nearby had just been dug up, so there was mud in the rainwater as well.

Some of the books fell right into the mud.

Qin Ran looked down at the books and then turned towards Wei Zihang.

Wei Zihang smiled but did not say a thing. He then picked up Meng Xinran’s desk and tossed it down too.

“Bam—”

Everyone felt it in their hearts.

From the moment Qin Ran began tossing the books down, everyone from the first floor to the sixth had come out of their cla.s.srooms to check out what was happening.

The 20 people downstairs were those who weren’t to be offended too.

It was the Year Three’s afternoon self-revision period. Every floor was initially quiet, but they were getting rather excited and noisy now… except the fifth floor.

**

After tossing all of Meng Xinran’s things down, Qin Ran went back to the cla.s.sroom.

The other students followed behind her, completely quiet.

They were stunned.

They’d thought that the misunderstanding just had to be explained, and with Qiao Sheng’s mediation, things would be fine.

Who knew that Qin Ran didn’t even give them such a chance.

Lin Siran took the time to rearrange her desk, placing the damaged books on one side and the intact ones on the other.

She also wiped the footprints off with a damp tissue.

Qin Ran went back to her seat and flipped the few damaged books.

A few of the books were already ripped at the spine. Meanwhile, Lin Siran was wiping one of the reference books.

Cheng Juan had gotten someone to bring the reference books over from the capital.

“Sister Ran, I’ve already got someone to settle the surveillance cameras in the hallway,” Qiao Sheng said as he followed her in.

Qin Ran hadn’t said a word from the moment she threw Meng Xinran’s books down. It was rather terrifying.

Qiao Sheng regretted going to eat his steamboat that day.

Qin Ran wasn’t quite listening to him.

She simply flipped through some of her books.

Lin Siran placed the ticket back into the book it came from.

Although Lin Siran had already wiped them once, Qin Ran was still able to see some traces of footprints. A few of the books also had b.u.mps on the cover due to the impact.

Although Qin Ran wasn’t really interested in the ticket, Lu Zhaoying had painfully given it to her. That was why she placed it in her favorite book.

Now that it’d been stepped on by someone, she wasn’t willing to pick it up because of how dirty it was.

Qin Ran took the ticket out.

She didn’t say anything.

Some people from the other cla.s.ses were already coming to the Ninth Cla.s.s to have a look.

Students were just like this. It was boring to be studying so much in Year Three. Obviously, such things would pique their interest.

It was getting more bustling in the hallway.

Wei Zihang hadn’t left the hallway. Seeing this, he stuck a cigarette in his mouth and was getting ready to chase them back to cla.s.s.

Qin Ran walked out.

Her gaze landed on the group of people standing around and she kicked the door. “Shut up!”

It went silent in less than a second.

Qin Ran turned back to the cla.s.sroom.

There was an empty spot beside Xia Fei’s desk.

“You,” Qin Ran said as she pointed at Xia Fei’s previous deskmate. “Move over here.”

The girl was so shocked. She had no idea why she was involved now.

Qiao Sheng turned around. “What are you waiting for, didn’t you hear that?”

He then moved towards her and s.h.i.+fted her desk to where Xia Fei was.

That was initially Meng Xinran’s seat, but it was now taken over by the girl.

They s.h.i.+fted the seats around such that it was arranged in the way before Meng Xinran ever came to this cla.s.s.

Only then did Qin Ran return to her seat.

Meanwhile, everyone in the hallway kept quiet the moment they saw Wei Zihang.

Wei Zihang was different from Qiao Sheng. Qiao Sheng was just a boy from a rich family.

Wei Zihang, on the other hand, had seen real blood. He could be brutal and cruel.

The First Middle School students would rather offend 10 Qiao Shengs than a single Wei Zihang.

Hence, they quietly slipped back into their cla.s.ses the moment Qin Ran went back in.

When other cla.s.smates asked them what was going on, they simply waved them away and quietly said, “I can’t tell you.”

n.o.body dared to pick up Meng Xinran’s books that were thrown down the fifth floor. Even when the cleaning attendant wanted to clear it, someone else had pulled her away.

Who in First Middle School did not know Wei Zihang?

Anyone who dared touch those things in front of him was courting death.

**

Qin Ran was back in her seat.

She placed the ticket back into the book.

She was going to send a message when she saw an unread message on her cell phone.

It was from Lu Zhaoying—

[Are you alright?]

He felt that Qin Ran’s expression was a little strange when she left the school doctor’s office. But she’d disappeared before he managed to ask her about it.

So he sent a message instead.

Qin Ran looked at the message for a while. She was a little frustrated.

After a while, she sent a short reply: [I’m alright.]

In the school doctor’s office, Lu Zhaoying showed Cheng Juan the reply for his a.n.a.lysis.

After moving the desk, Qiao Sheng sat in front of Qin Ran again. “Sis…”

“I don’t know, don’t bother me.” Qin Ran placed her cell phone under her desk and rested her head on it.

She was frustrated.

Qiao Sheng rubbed his nose and went back to his seat, asking He Wen, “Why did no one stop her just now?”

“I didn’t manage to, not at all.” He Wen went on, “Meng Xinran was simply too fast.”

Qiao Sheng turned to the rest of them.

Another person quietly said, “I dared not.”

It was Meng Xinran. Not only was her family from the capital, but she was also an OST member, a part of the Yunguang Consortium.

Qiao Sheng dared to offend her, but what about the other ordinary students?

**

Lin Siran had just wiped Qin Ran’s desk and seat as well. The cloth in her hand was now grey.

She looked at Qin Ran lying on the desk and went to the washroom to rinse the cloth first.

Xia Fei saw that Lin Siran left and followed behind.

In the washroom.

Xia Fei was finally relieved. She stood beside Lin Siran who was rinsing the cloth and whispered, “Lin Siran, you’re pretty cool today.”

Lin Siran looked at her. “Am I?”

“Didn’t you see that you managed to shut Qiao Sheng up?”

Lin Siran looked down and smiled, a little abashedly. “I was just so mad and anxious just now.”

Usually, she’d never talk to Qiao Sheng that way.

“But is it alright to let things blow up like this?” Xia Fei asked in concern. “That’s Meng Xinran. Don’t you think Sister Ran has offended her too much?”

Lin Siran calmly said, “There’s Qiao Sheng here. And furthermore, she’s really too much. She makes it seem as if we’ve never heard of the capital. Does she really think she’s a princess?”

She was way too spoilt and arrogant.

Xia Fei turned on the tap and washed her hands. “But we really don’t know what it’s like in the capital…”

“And what’s with the ticket in Sister Ran’s book?” Xia Fei turned to Lin Siran. “Why would Sister Ran have it?”

The weird thing was that Qin Ran really had a ticket to the exhibition match.

The ticket was extremely hard to get hold of, and Qin Ran wasn’t even an OST fan.

Xia Fei couldn’t figure out where Qin Ran could have gotten it from.

Lin Siran looked at her, not knowing how to explain this.

Were these people suffering from memory loss?

Had they forgotten that Qin Ran managed to get Yan Xi’s entire alb.u.m?

The set was so complete.

Surely that was harder to get hold of than a single ticket?

**

The Year Three building was pretty much the most important building in the school.

With such a commotion, a few teachers were evidently alerted to it.

There were a lot of textbooks and reading materials for Year Three students. It wasn’t any good that Meng Xinran’s books were thrown all over.

But when the teachers heard that it was Wei Zihang behind it, no one dared to come forward to clean up the mess.

They couldn’t offend Wei Zihang, but they could have a talk with Qin Ran.

But they didn’t want to affect Qin Ran too, so they eventually went to look for Director Ding.

Compared to them, Director Ding, who had the princ.i.p.al’s backing, was in a better position to deal with Wei Zihang.

Director Ding was all ready to deal with this until he heard that the mastermind was Qin Ran.

This girl wasn’t simple.

Especially after the case with Li Airong the last time, Director Ding found that the princ.i.p.al seemed to know this girl.

He kept silent for a while before saying, “Don’t do anything about this first. Let me talk to the princ.i.p.al.”

A few teachers exchanged glances.

They didn’t expect that it would have to involve the princ.i.p.al eventually.

After leaving Director Ding’s office, they felt that they’d made the right decision to look for him first before getting involved with it themselves.

It seemed like even Director Ding himself was hesitant about this.

Director Ding gave Princ.i.p.al Xu a call.

“You said Qin Ran threw Meng Xinran’s books down and even told everyone not to pick them up?” Princ.i.p.al Xu placed his cup of tea down.

Director Ding confirmed it.

“Then she surely wants Meng Xinran to see it. She isn’t an unreasonable, crazy girl. Meng Xinran must have offended her in some way.” Princ.i.p.al Xu found it weird. He smiled and said, “Don’t worry about it, leave it be for now. Let the books lie around there for the next two days before getting someone to clean it up.”

Director Ding was stunned. “Two days?”

“Mm,” Princ.i.p.al Xu said. “I haven’t seen her like this in so long.”

Director Ding felt like he heard a hint of nostalgia in Princ.i.p.al Xu’s voice.

**

n.o.body in the school cared about the pile of books.

Meng Xinran’s books lay there in the mud, being blown by the breeze.

Her desk landed in the mud too.

On the other side, Meng Xinran’s limited-edition bag was also soaked.

Meng Xinran was sitting in the cafeteria. She only decided to go back when it was time for the third period to begin.

When she walked to the Year Three building, she saw the mess lying on the first floor.

The limited-edition bag in the mud caught her attention.

Her expression changed as she rushed up to see the bag. There was a newly bought lipstick inside.

Meng Xinran couldn’t believe it as she picked up one of the books beside her.

She flipped open the first page and saw her name.

As if someone caught wind of it, a few Year Three students began peeking their head out to see what was going on downstairs.

Meng Xinran’s face had gone pale.

There were books that had been thrown around without a care, and a damaged desk as well.

She wouldn’t have guessed that it was all hers!

Meng Xinran’s things were so openly destroyed by someone—being thrown down from the fifth floor!

It was as if someone was stepping all over her!

The same way she’d stepped all over Qin Ran’s books and desk that afternoon.

Meng Xinran didn’t need to think hard to guess who it was.

Her expression darkened as she fumed and made a call to Lin Qi. “Uncle, that stepdaughter of yours stole my ticket and I didn’t even say a thing. Had she returned it to me, I didn’t even think of letting the school know about it. But she felt so guilty about it that she threw my desk down from the fifth floor. Ask that wife of yours, is this how she taught her daughter?!”