"She fell on her own; it has nothing to do with me." Whether they believed her or not, Song Qingqing still had to defend herself.

Upon hearing this, the crowd looked at her with even more reproach.

Song Qingqing didn't bother to look at her classmates' reactions, and instead lowered her head to stare at Song Qingyi's bench.

"I fell on my own, it was my own fault, it has nothing to do with Qingqing, please don't misunderstand."

"Qingqing is a good younger sister, I won't allow you to misunderstand her." Song Qingyi was still playing the role of a good older sister.

She kept insisting that she was the one who fell.

Her anxious and flustered expression made everyone think she was speaking up for Song Qingqing.

After saying that, she straightened the stool and sat down with a thud.

The next instant, a scream of "Ah!" rang out, followed by the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

"......"

This time, everyone witnessed how Song Qingyi fell down all by herself.

Everyone present was stunned.

Could it be that Song Qingqing wasn't lying, and that Song Qingyi really did fall on her own?

So, everyone really misunderstood Song Qingqing just now?

But it seems they saw Song Qingqing push Song Qingyi?

By the way, it seems that Song Qingqing just pushed her hand away and then fell down.

"..." It seemed that everyone had discovered something extraordinary.

The way he looked at Song Qingyi immediately became strange.

I always felt that something was off about Song Qingyi.

But they couldn't tell exactly where it was.

However, if Song Qingyi really fell down on her own last time, then they really misunderstood her.

Realizing they had misunderstood the school beauty, the students all looked at Song Qingqing in unison.

Song Qingqing acted as if nothing had happened, resting her chin on her hand and looking out the window.

That tranquil and beautiful aura is just like a beauty who has stepped out of a painting; even just a side profile can take your breath away.

The whole class was once again captivated by Song Qingqing's beauty, except for Wu Yun, who was solely concerned about how her best friend was doing.

He bent down and helped her up, asking, "Yiyi, why did you fall again? What happened?"

Could it be that Song Qingqing caused this again?

Song Qingyi, who was helping herself up, also wanted to ask what happened.

Why did she feel like her bottom was being burned when she sat down?

She glanced at the bench; there was nothing on it. So why did it feel so hot, so unbearably hot?

That's absolutely infuriating.

He reached out to touch his sore buttocks, but dared not do so in front of the whole class.

"Maybe it was just my carelessness!"

Song Qingyi felt like vomiting blood, as she had intended to ruin Song Qingqing's image in everyone's mind.

As a result, their attempt to steal a chicken backfired and they lost more than they gained.

Not only did her classmates begin to doubt her, but she also hurt her bottom after falling.

Now, my buttocks throb whenever I move my legs.

That's so embarrassing.

She took a difficult step, intending to go to the infirmary, but then she heard Song Qingqing's innocent voice behind her, "Song Qingyi, why are you suddenly walking like a duck?"

boom.....

Her words caused the whole class to burst into laughter.

Actually, they had just noticed that Song Qingyi was walking strangely.

Now that they heard Song Qingqing say that, they also felt that Song Qingqing walked just like a duck.

It's hilarious! With that little butt bobbing up and down, isn't she just like a little female duck?

Faced with the laughter of the whole class, Song Qingyi fled in panic.

As soon as she escaped the classroom, Song Qing turned around and hugged Wu Yun, bursting into tears as she walked away.

"Waaaaah..."

"How could Qingqing say such a thing about me? She's my own sister. It's one thing for others to laugh at me, but why does she have to laugh at me too?"

As they walked down to the first floor, passing a teacher's office, Song Qingyi became even more sorrowful: "Qingqing, she definitely didn't mean to make fun of me for looking like a duck."

Perhaps she just let it slip by accident.

I'm the older sister, I won't blame her.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yun was furious. "Even now, you're still speaking up for her."

"I told you long ago, you treat her like a younger sister, but she doesn't treat you like an older sister. She's got a bad heart!"

Upon hearing this, Li Wancai, who was working inside, immediately got up and went to the classroom to call Song Qingqing in.

Song Qingqing stood in front of her homeroom teacher and Chinese language teacher, Li Wancai, completely bewildered.

Li Wancai watched as she continued to feign ignorance, and sighed inwardly. He never would have guessed that she was such a morally corrupt student.

It's true that the prettier a girl is, the more wicked she is.

"Song Qingqing, didn't you transfer schools? Why are you still in the classroom?" Li Wancai's tone was not good. Anyone with eyes and ears could tell that he was angry.

Song Qingqing was taken aback and blurted out, "Teacher Li, when did I ever say I wanted to transfer schools?"

"You don't need to make excuses. Not long after the summer vacation started, your aunt came to me personally and conveyed your complaints about various aspects of our school."

They even said that we teachers had no real talent and were just incompetent cowherds pretending to be teachers.

The teacher didn't expect you to be so dissatisfied with our school.

"If you're dissatisfied, just transfer schools. Why are you still here?" Li Wancai didn't have a deep impression of Song Qingqing before, because apart from her face, her academic performance was mediocre.

He didn't devote too much energy to students like that.

If Song Meihua hadn't come looking for him, he might not even remember who she was.

But it was through Song Meihua that he learned that Song Qingqing actually viewed their teachers at No. 1 Middle School in this way.

In addition, there was what I overheard outside the door just now.

My impression of Song Qingqing plummeted to zero.

Hearing Song Qingqing's rebuttal, he simply didn't believe her.

Seeing that Teacher Li's attitude towards her had become extremely bad, Song Qingqing cursed Song Meihua to death in her heart. "Teacher Li, I really didn't want to transfer schools, nor did I say any of those things. Everything."

Before Song Qingqing could finish speaking, Li Wancai interrupted her, saying, "Alright, you don't need to say anything more. You should go and register at another school!"

Our school has limited capabilities and insufficient knowledge; we cannot teach someone like you.

Song Qingqing was furious, having finally looked forward to returning to school.

As a result, the homeroom teacher preferred to believe Song Meihua rather than her.

She was furious. She stepped forward and continued to explain, "Teacher Li, please listen to me. I really didn't say those things, nor did I think there was anything wrong with our place."

Everything is thanks to my aunt.

"Are you trying to say that it's all her fault and has nothing to do with you?"

Song Qingqing, you need to know that it takes two to tango.

Why would your aunt say such things to me?

Why did she only help you transfer schools, instead of both of you sisters?

"You should look for the problem within yourself, instead of shifting the blame to others." After saying this, Li Wancai snorted and walked out of the teachers' office.