"I'm an auditor because I paid for it, so what?" Qin Xin sneered, "Did I spend your family's money? If you've got the chops, buy one yourself and show me."
"You..." Yao Dazhuang was at a loss for words, instinctively stepping back a few steps.
Realizing it, he turned red with anger and started stomping his feet:
"Shameless ugly freak, an ugly freak who can only score zero, absolutely shameless!"
"Even the heavens want to drown you!
"Hitting you is an act of justice!"
In the midst of his rant, a flash of light appeared, and his forehead suddenly ached!
"Ow, you ugly freak, you dare hit me! I'm the class monitor, I'm going to tell the teacher, you'll never make it in the Medical College!"
Yao Dazhuang's head was hit by a snowball, furious and fuming.
Qin Xin narrowed her eyes, naturally carrying a hint of cold arrogance: "Who saw me hit you?"
What a brat, still wants to snitch to a teacher.
Idiot.
"Uh..."
The students exchanged glances, indeed no one saw it.
In fact, no one even noticed Yao Dazhuang got hit by a snowball!
But inexplicably, a chill ran down their spines.
Yao Dazhuang just cursed Lan Qingxin, and the next second got hit by a snowball, isn't that too much of a coincidence?
Unexpectedly, it got even more coincidental.
As Yao Dazhuang was shouting to hit back, he slipped on the foot of the steps.
The steps of the school infirmary are long, right opposite the Ice Lake where Lan Qingxin had her accident.
Yao Dazhuang rolled down uncontrollably, unable to get up, embarrassingly tumbling all the way into the lake, the icy water freezing him into cries of help: "Help! The ugly freak hit me!..."
Qin Xin looked down from above, slowly parting her lips, returning the earlier words word for word—
"Even the heavens want to drown you!
"Hitting you is an act of justice!"
Yu Xiaochun, the girl who had earlier reminded Yao Dazhuang with secrets, put her hands on her hips questioning: "Lan Qingxin, what do you intend to do, don't you want to stay at Imperial University?"
Qin Xin glared back indifferently: "None of your damn business."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Holding their breath they watched the ugly freak they looked down upon.
This... this... Lan Qingxin is acting a bit strange today!
This cold and arrogant demeanor, is she still that pushover?
Yu Xiaochun, the literary committee member of Class 2, adept in singing and dancing, very popular, pouted and urged everyone to question together: "Lan Qingxin, you've gone too far! Is that how you talk to classmates? You're not here for exams, you're deliberately causing trouble, aren't you? Can't you watch your mouth?"
Completely forgetting how they threw snowballs at Lan Qingxin and called her an ugly freak just now.
At this moment, each of them was glaring at Lan Qingxin with disdain.
Well, calling her an ugly freak isn't considered cursing.
In their eyes, Lan Qingxin was less than human, deserved to be trampled and shouldn't resist.
Qin Xin sneered.
With her thin lips slightly pursed, she couldn't be bothered to talk.
The next second!
The seven or eight people cried out, each slipping on the steps, rolling down like Yao Dazhuang, falling into the Ice Lake!
Damn, is this ugly freak a disaster bringer?
Why does saying a word to her or even looking at her bring bad luck?
Qin Xin turned around nonchalantly, lightly patting the stupefied little maid Xiangxiang: "Let's go, didn't you say you wanted to go back to admire the flowers?"
Xiangxiang: "..."
Whimpering, may the divine protect her little missy for once, she's not being bullied, whimper...
If the divine could bless the little missy to score 60 in her finals, that'd be even better.
"Little Missy, bad people do get what they deserve!" Xiangxiang naively sighed.
Ha?
Sure about that?
Qin Xin caressed the Dongju, the petals in her hand had somehow fallen to the ground, where those people had just slipped.
The petals of Dongju were thick, withered petals soaked in icy water, slippery and elusive, like little ice slopes.
Stepping on them, you'd surely slip.
But, she didn't do anything just now.
These icy petals seemed to have floated over by themselves.
"Such sensible little darlings..." she curled her lips, caressing the Dongju as if rewarding it.
The Dongju, like a coquettish child seeking favor, danced lightly in the wind, exuding a subtle fragrance at her fingertips!