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radio station.

Thinking of what had just happened, Zhong Min was in a good mood and couldn't help but smile. She calmly turned back on the melodious and graceful piano music, as if nothing had happened.

Humph, she just wanted to make Jiang Wangshu lose face and make her have some self-awareness. Poor people should go back to their own little place!

However, the mistake just now frightened the female classmate next to Zhong Min so much that she was silent and broke out in a cold sweat. She asked fearfully, "Sister Min, what should we do? Will anything happen?"

She didn't know why, but while they were chatting, the sound came out through the loudspeaker, and probably the whole school could hear their conversation.

Zhong Min pretended nothing had happened and sneered, "What could possibly happen? Machine failures and accidents are not something we can avoid, and we adjusted them right away, didn't we? What are you worried about?"

"But……"

The girl felt that something was wrong, but she didn't dare to refute it. After all, Zhong Min was not only the director of the radio station but also the eldest daughter of the Zhong family. There was a serious class competition in No. 1 Middle School, and she was just a student from a working-class family.

Seeing her hesitation, Zhong Min's eyes flashed with contempt. He crossed his hands, frowned, and warned her sternly: "Remember! Today was just an accident. This is the answer for anyone who asks."

The girl nodded timidly, "Okay."

After giving the warning, Zhong Min walked out of the radio station with a haughty look on his face, carrying his bag and wearing his little leather shoes.

……

At the end of school time, people were coming and going on campus. Many people recognized Jiang Wangshu and Hua Tingjue at the school gate and cast curious glances at them. Some people even avoided them with disgust.

At the school gate, groups of people were pointing at Jiang Wangshu.

"Is this Jiang Wangshu from the international class? I didn't expect he came from the mountains."

"Yes, yes. I thought she was some young lady from a wealthy family, but I didn't expect she was such a country bumpkin."

"Pfft, you are really mean. But if you climb up the Hua family's high branch, maybe you will soon become a phoenix from a wild chicken."

Most of the students in No. 1 Middle School come from well-off families, so their inherent arrogance towards the poor immediately emerges.

Hua Tingjue's face changed, and he shouted at the crowd, "So what does this have to do with you? Mind your own business."

He usually calls his friends enthusiastically and has never lost his temper with anyone in public. Today is an exception. Many people are still afraid of the Hua family behind him, and they left quickly after saying a few words.

Hua Tingjue turned around and looked at Jiang Wangshu worriedly.

Jiang Wangshu stood there in silence, her eyes gradually becoming empty. At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the familiar Yixi Town, the place where her embarrassment was known to everyone, the town where she seemed to be stripping naked in front of everyone every day.

Over the years, she has forced herself to become shameless, allowing her dignity and face to be trampled underfoot by others, just to make herself feel better.

Although she could ignore what people said and looked at her most of the time, she would occasionally fall into that terrible swamp. She finally escaped from the naked gazes, but she didn't expect that the same thing would happen when she arrived in Beijing.

She had no other thoughts, just feeling a little tired.

"Don't take it to heart, they are just talking nonsense."

"And I don't think it's a big deal. My mom and brother are the powerful ones in my family. I'm nothing special. I'm just clinging to them!"

This was the first time Jiang Wangshu had heard such novel consolation. On the way back, her ears were filled with Hua Tingjue's chattering voice.

"Really, don't be angry."

"How about we not go back for dinner today and go to a movie? Or do you want to play games? Or go for dessert?"

Jiang Wangshu declined, "No, I'll go back to my room first." After that, she walked upstairs.

Seeing this, Butler Yu thought the two were arguing, "Third Master, what happened to you?"

Hua Tingjue hung his head in frustration, "Alas, she might be in a bad mood." Then he instructed Butler Yu, "Uncle Yu, prepare something for her to eat. She probably won't be coming down to eat for a while."

After living under the same roof for so long, he had gotten to know her personality a little better.

"Hey, okay."

……

As Hua Tingjue expected, Jiang Wangshu did not go downstairs to eat all night. He sat on the sofa and thought about what happened this afternoon.

How could such an accident happen in the radio station? Something is wrong, and it happened to be related to Jiang Wangshu's family background. He had to find someone to investigate!

Jiang Wangshu had been sitting in the room, then she stood up and walked to the washstand, scooped up a handful of cold water and splashed it on her face. When she regained consciousness, she wiped away the water droplets with the back of her hand.

Look closely at your face in the mirror and tell yourself:

Jiang Wangshu, if this little verbal abuse makes you compromise, then why did you persist for sixteen years? You came to Beijing to study, not to complain.

She knew clearly that she was a human being, and as a human being she had emotions and desires, so she could calmly accept that she was occasionally sad and depressed, but she would never allow the depressed mood to linger for a long time.

She slowly closed her eyes and asked herself:

Do you have to get the approval of those people?

The moment he opened his eyes, Jiang Wangshu calmed down completely.

In the middle of the night, a small desk lamp was quietly lit. She took out the test paper and concentrated on drawing. Her eyes were firm and unyielding. This was her way to keep calm.

Jiang Wangshu forced herself to suppress the wild thoughts in her mind. Rumors were like a raging fire. She had always been fire-resistant, so she just walked through it as if nothing had happened.

……

The next day, Jiang Wangshu was no different from usual. Hua Tingjue breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, knowing that not causing more trouble was the best consolation.

Ever since the incident at the radio station, public opinion has reversed, and those who previously envied Jiang Wangshu have begun to turn against him, and their words are inevitably full of sourness and derogatory remarks.

"Hey, I have to say, what method did Jiang Wangshu use to charm Master Jue?"

"What's the point of charming him? He can't even enter the Hua family's gate."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole room burst into laughter.

The worst students in Beijing No. 1 High School were also from Beijing with Beijing hukou. As for Jiang Wangshu, she came from a small border town in a remote mountainous area. The gap was huge.

Sighs and teasing looks were heard everywhere, and the campus was abuzz with discussions. Suddenly, Jiang Wangshu became the object of gossip and entertainment for this group of rich kids.

Everyone in the international class couldn't help but look at Jiang Wangshu a few more times. Hua Tingjue had been around Jiang Wangshu for a long time, and he had learned to directly and rudely retort, "What are you looking at? Do we have words and knowledge on our faces?"

Zhang Zifan smiled flatteringly, "Hey, Brother Jue, we have squinting eyes, squinting eyes!"

Hua Tingjue was no longer in the mood to go out and play. He stared at Jiang Wangshu who was immersed in doing the questions, lowered his head and asked cautiously: "How about I go out and explain it?"

He didn't dare to make a decision on his own, so he had to ask her opinion first.

Hearing this, Jiang Wangshu stopped writing.

"Explain what?"

"At once……"

Before he could finish, Jiang Wangshu interrupted him and said, "I did come from the mountains. This is a fact that cannot be changed even if I have moved my household registration and school enrollment."

"But……"

"I don't care." Jiang Wangshu knew what he wanted to say, and she said resolutely.

"Ok."