A few girls surrounded Sheng Tang.
One of them, wearing her school uniform with the zipper undone and exposing her pretty shirt, had heavy makeup on.
She sat on Sheng Tang's desk, almost knocking Sheng Tang's textbook off.
"How did you get home later? I heard you didn't go back until the next day?" The girl smiled at Sheng Tang, chewing gum, "Where did you spend the night?"
Sheng Tang understood she was being teased by Feng Yijin.
Feng Yijin was the big sister of Class 2-1, girls either joined her circle or got bullied by her.
The former Sheng Tang dreamed of having a quiet study environment and tried desperately to please Feng Yijin to avoid being teased.
As a result, it only led to even more teasing.
Sheng Tang quietly stared at Feng Yijin: "Your eyeliner is smudged."
Feng Yijin: "..."
After a moment of surprise, Feng Yijin reached out and grabbed Sheng Tang by the collar, her face unhappy: "Are you out of your mind?"
Sheng Tang grabbed her wrist back, used a little force to twist it, making Feng Yijin involuntarily let go due to the pain.
Feng Yijin's wrist was in severe pain.
She was slightly surprised in her heart.
This timid fat girl, why is she acting differently today?
"How dare you hit me?"
Feng Yijin held her wrist, jumped down, and stood firm. The place where Sheng Tang had twisted hurt particularly badly, and she couldn't believe how strong Sheng Tang was.
Her shout prompted a few girls following her to surround Sheng Tang's seat.
Sheng Tang calmly and quietly looked at these girls.
Youth is great, it allows ignorance and fearlessness.
"Who hit you?" Sheng Tang had a faint smile on her face, her emotions always steady.
"You're still denying it?" Feng Yijin was even angrier, moving forward to grab Sheng Tang's hair.
But before she got close, Sheng Tang suddenly kicked her hard, almost knocking her off her feet.
Her movements were extremely quick, the kick and retraction happening in one fluid motion.
No one beside them could see clearly how she did it, but Feng Yijin was already falling back.
As Feng Yijin was kicked away, her little followers scrambled to help her, but ended up tumbling to the ground together, even knocking into nearby desks.
It was a mess, and everyone was in a chaotic heap.
Feng Yijin felt excruciating pain in her ribs, almost to the point of tears.
She stood up, preparing to beat Sheng Tang, but at this moment, the homeroom teacher walked in.
Other students also began arriving one after another.
Sheng Tang sat upright, taking out her textbook for review, as if the chaos beside her had nothing to do with her.
"What's going on?" the homeroom teacher asked.
The homeroom teacher was a woman in her thirties, very competent. She wore a beautiful designer business suit, looking more like a high-profile office worker than a chalk-dusted gardener.
"She kicked me!" Feng Yijin complained, "This fat girl, I didn't provoke her much, and she kicked me. Teacher, look, there are still footprints on my clothes!"
Feng Yijin's shirt was off-white, a color that wouldn't show footprints visibly, making it uniquely dirt-resistant.
The teacher looked but didn't see anything.
"I need a medical examination, she kicked and injured me!" Feng Yijin yelled.
The students whispered among themselves.
The homeroom teacher looked at Sheng Tang: "Did you kick her?"
"Teacher, this is my seat. I was sitting here minding my own business, and she came over to me, claiming I kicked her. Do you believe that? Did anyone else see it?" Sheng Tang asked.
Homeroom teacher: "..."
She was momentarily at a loss for words.
Sheng Tang used to be too afraid to speak, how did she become so sharp-tongued now?
"Did anyone see Sheng Tang kick Feng Yijin?" the teacher asked.