My sister never calls me brother.

Because she already knew that the student council was targeting her, and that a war of words was inevitable sooner or later.

　 The door to the news department was suddenly pushed open, startling Wang Linlin so much that she almost dropped her camera.

Xu Zheng looked flustered and leaned against the door. Wang Linlin had arranged for him to keep watch outside so that she could react to any unexpected situations when student council members came looking for her.

"What are you doing?! Didn't I tell you to keep watch?" Wang Linlin's tone was somewhat reproachful, but seeing Xu Zheng's panicked look, she changed the subject and tentatively asked, "The student council is here?!"

"Yes, yes...yes!" Xu Zheng stammered nervously, because this was the first time the news department had done something so outrageous, and he had no experience in handling such a situation.

"Is it an ordinary member or the Minister of Supervision?" Wang Linlin pressed.

"No...it's not! It's Vice President An Lan!" Xu Zheng said in a panic.

Wang Linlin frowned, licked her lips, and muttered to herself, "Why is it her? What a nuisance..."

In Wang Linlin's eyes, An Lan was very persistent, arrogant, and difficult to talk to.

As far as Wang Linlin knew, the student union was basically divided into three factions—

The conservative faction is led by the association president, Su Xiaojin.

The radical faction, led by Vice President An Lan.

The moderate faction is led by Liao Meizhong, the head of the supervisory department.

An Lan wielded considerable power in the student union, and many department heads supported her.

Liao Mei-chung's supervisory department has a wide range of functions. In addition to maintaining and enforcing school rules and regulations, it also plays a supervisory role over various departments of the student union.

As for Su Xiaojin, although she is the president, she has little real power, and many of her suggestions are rejected.

Because the radicals and moderates are relatively close, the student council can still function normally even if the president is marginalized.

Wang Linlin rubbed her forehead. If it were the Ministry of Supervision, she could easily dodge the issue and get away with it.

But An Lan happened to be there, and Wang Linlin really didn't want to run into her.

Although An Lan is only the vice president, she wields real power, and many people give her face.

If she is dissatisfied, she will exert pressure, and under the pressure of her power, many student union departments and clubs will choose to comply.

Chapter 124 Class Conflicts

Wang Linlin calmly thought about it, gritted her teeth, and then squatted under the table.

"Commander!?" Xu Zheng was stunned, then exclaimed in astonishment, "What are you doing?"

"It's better to avoid trouble! I'll hide first, and if An Lan comes in, you can say I'm not here." Wang Linlin's voice came from under the table.

Xu Zhenggang wanted to complain, but An Lan didn't even knock before suddenly pushing open the closed door.

Xu Zheng, who was leaning against the door, stumbled from the push, which shows how angry An Lan was.

Xu Zheng steadied himself and quickly put on a fawning smile, "Senior An... what brings you here?"

An Lan ignored Xu Zheng and instead scanned the news department with her beautiful eyes, asking impatiently, "Where's Wang Linlin?"

“Our regimental commander…” Xu Zheng swallowed, scratched his head, and said with a smile, “She had something to do and went home early.”

"Huh!?" An Lan was somewhat surprised and suspicious. "That workaholic also comes home for personal matters?"

"Yes! Yes!" Xu Zheng nodded repeatedly.

"You're not lying to me?" An Lan stared intently at Xu Zheng.

“Of course…” Xu Zheng didn’t dare to meet An Lan’s eyes. He couldn’t understand why girls always liked to stare into other people’s eyes.

"Your acting is over the top." An Lan rolled her eyes at Xu Zheng. "Get out of the way!"

Xu Zheng was pushed aside by An Lan, who strode into the news department and searched through the cabinets and curtains, but couldn't find it.

An Lan surveyed the room, stroking his chin as he pondered.

Xu Zheng nervously swallowed, thinking, "Grandma, you'd better leave quickly..."

An Lan's gaze suddenly fell on Wang Linlin's desk. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly walked over.

Xu Zheng was terrified when he saw that An Lan had become suspicious of Wang Linlin's hiding place, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Hearing An Lan's footsteps from under the table, Wang Linlin felt a little helpless. She covered her face, thinking, "Looks like this verbal battle is inevitable..."

An Lan gently stroked the desk, bowed slightly, and prepared to take a look.

Just then—

A boy suddenly appeared at the door and said hurriedly, "Vice President, so you're here."

An Lan paused, straightened up, and turned around to look. "What happened?"

"The president suddenly needs to call an emergency meeting and wants you to come immediately," the boy replied.

"Tch! She has no real power, yet she has so much to do." An Lan muttered to herself in dissatisfaction, deciding to put Wang Linlin's matter aside for the time being.

Before leaving, An Lan instructed Xu Zheng to tell Wang Linlin that she needed to see her the next day.

After she walked away, Xu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself that this emergency meeting had come at just the right time.

Wang Linlin came out of the office, sat back in her chair, frowned, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

"What should we do, group leader? The student council has already come knocking." Xu Zheng asked tentatively, "Should we restore the impartiality of the news tomorrow and back down?"

"What are you talking about?!" Wang Linlin was furious at her junior's words. She hated things that boosted others' arrogance and diminished her own.

"If you don't back down... that wouldn't be good, would it?" Xu Zheng gave a stiff smile. "Commander, weren't you hiding under the table just now?"

"I..." Wang Linlin was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't lose her dignity in front of her juniors. "That was... a strategic retreat. Don't you understand military strategy? Go home and read more books! Don't you know how ugly you are?"

"Uh..." Xu Zheng was speechless. What did this have to do with appearance? He had inexplicably angered Wang Linlin.

He could tell that Wang Linlin was a powder keg ready to explode at any moment, so he simply stopped mentioning the matter.

"What about tomorrow's news..." Xu Zheng hesitated, then stopped.

"Do I even need to ask?" Wang Linlin glared at Xu Zheng and said—

"Keep inciting them!"

night.

At Zhou Han's home.

During the meal, Miyazaki Airi still didn't notice anything unusual about Zhou Han.

But no one will notice...

On the table in Zhou Han's room, the admission notice for Zhongqing No. 8 Middle School had been completely filled out.

Yes, he had completely made up his mind, and the scales in his heart had tipped entirely in one direction.

Perhaps in his heart, he has already made his own choice.

Even if that's not correct, and it looks as fragile as spider silk.

Zhou Han would seize it without hesitation and slowly climb out of her current predicament.

Elizabeth, emitting a faint glow, sat on Zhou Han's head, swinging her legs.

"Have you made up your mind?" Elizabeth asked calmly.

Zhou Han did not answer.

Elizabeth sighed, resting her chin on her hand, looking somewhat bored.

morning--

The students in Class 3, Grade 2 were furious because the news department had once again made fun of them in the publication.

Yesterday, Class 3 was once again terrified by Class 7.

This eye-catching headline once again ignited a discussion among students at Jinteng Academy, especially the phrase "pissing and running away in terror," which carried a hint of insult no matter how it was read.

It seems like a done deal that Class 3 will become the softest class in the whole school; this idea has taken root in everyone's minds.

Enraged, Feng Jiarui threw the news department's publication on the ground and shouted, "These sons of bitches in the news department! What's going on?! Isn't this over yet! And the student council too! Are they eating shit? Such insulting news, and they don't even care?"

He wasn't trying to incite emotions today; instead, he directed his criticism at the news department and the student union.

Although Feng Jiarui was inexplicably beaten up, he never thought of going to settle scores with those animals in Class 7.

Now, he's in a difficult position; if he doesn't respond, he'll have a hard time getting along with his classmates.

Besides vanity, another emotion arose spontaneously, but he didn't notice it.

"Forget it, forget it, calm down..." Gu Bai was embarrassed. He hadn't expected the news department to be so fixated on this matter.

If yesterday's news was just for generating buzz, I could understand it, but to do it again today is a bit much.

As soon as Feng Jiarui finished speaking, many people followed suit and began to hurl insults at the News Department and the Student Union.

Wang Qianqian was listening to music with her headphones on when she became annoyed by the noise around her.

She took off her headphones, about to say something, but her deskmate Liu Yue spoke first—

"What are you all arguing about?!" Liu Yue stood up, frowning, her tone unfriendly. "If you're so angry, why don't you pick up a chair and fight back? What's the point of just talking your way out of class? Are you trying to tell us what's going on?"

Liu Yue, with her impatient nature, couldn't hold back any longer. She had disliked Feng Jiarui's attitude yesterday, and today he was repeating the same trick, which disgusted her.

"Why are you saying such rude things?" Feng Jiarui felt embarrassed that her little scheme had been exposed. "Are you saying that this whole thing is our fault, those of us who got beaten up?"

"Who else is to blame but you?" Liu Yue spoke bluntly, directly stating everyone's thoughts. "Only a portion of you boys got beaten up, what does it have to do with us?"

Chapter 125 Signs of Transferring Schools

This is what many people want to say. These people were not involved in the incident, but they have a lot of complaints about those who caused trouble.

Especially because of a few people, the whole class was made to take the blame.

They were unaware that some kind of emotion had been stirred within them.

"You..." Feng Jiarui was speechless, not knowing how to refute Liu Yue's words.

Because what Liu Yue said was true, and no one could deny that the incident was caused by Feng Jiarui and her group.

Feng Jiarui was momentarily speechless, but being as cunning as a fox, he quickly came up with a plan—

Speak from a moral high ground.

"What do you mean it's none of your business? Don't you have any sense of collective honor?" Feng Jiarui had a solution and immediately stepped forward. "Is this a matter for just this small group of people? The news department only reports on classes as a unit, not on a small group of people!"