Qin Sheng wasn't entirely sure at first, but seeing Ning Yutong's reaction, she understood.

It's Qin Xuehua.

During the two years that Qin Sheng was unconscious, although she was unable to make accurate judgments as she would under normal circumstances, and her behavior was mostly just subconscious reactions, it did not mean that she did nothing.

On the contrary, in such a situation, her sense of self-preservation would only be stronger.

In particular, her ability to conceal her whereabouts—since escaping from the dark prison at the age of five, concealing and falsifying her whereabouts has almost become an instinctive ability of hers.

Therefore, Qin Sheng didn't think anyone could take so many photos right under her nose without attracting her attention, except for one person—Qin Xuehua.

Perhaps because Qin Xuehua was the first person she saw when she woke up from her coma, she subconsciously regarded her as the person she could trust the most.

That's why I was so timid and submissive for those two years, unable to resist.

Therefore, only Qin Xuehua was able to keep these photos behind her back.

I never expected that someone as clueless as Qin Xuehua would have such a backup plan. It really proves the saying, "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black."

A hint of cold irritation flashed across Qin Sheng's face as she nodded to Ning Yutong with her chin: "Clean up."

Ning Yutong suddenly snapped out of her daze and immediately tried to rush out, bypassing her deskmate Qin Yanshu.

Qin Yanshu was already seething with anger, and seeing Ning Yutong actually going to clean up Qin Sheng's mess made her even angrier.

Not only did they not give way, they deliberately moved back a little.

Ning Yutong hadn't expected this turn of events and couldn't brake in time, so she crashed into Qin Yanshu, and the two of them immediately fell to the ground.

Just as Qin Sheng was clearing her mind and preparing to find an empty seat to sit for a while, she thought: "..."

Well, it's kind of stupid in a refreshingly unique way.

She ignored it, unplugged the USB drive, walked to an empty seat in the last row, took out her phone, put on her headphones, and started playing games.

Little did they know that things had already completely fallen into chaos.

Qin Yanshu never expected to get herself involved. She pushed Ning Yutong off her and couldn't help but want to curse.

Before she could say anything, Ning Yutong screamed and buried her face in her knees, bursting into tears.

Qin Yanshu: "..."

What does this have to do with anything?

She's the one who's being suppressed; shouldn't she be the one crying?

Qin Yanshu frowned, about to say something, when she heard a murmur of discussion that wasn't being deliberately lowered in the classroom.

"What are all these? How come there are so many photos of Teacher Lin Zhou in Ning Yutong's desk?!"

"These are people eating, these are people taking a nap, and these are people walking to class and drinking water. Hey, look, this background looks like it's downstairs in an apartment building, right?"

"Wait a minute, what's this? My god, a public restroom! They even have a picture of Lin Zhou going into the restroom?!"

"How professional must a stalker or voyeur be to take so many private photos?!"

"Good heavens, good heavens! After all this time, it turns out it was all a farce of the thief crying 'stop thief'! Qin Sheng is really unlucky to have been targeted by someone like this!"

"So, it's better to offend a petty person than a woman. Be careful, if you dare to steal my homework again, I'll strip you naked while you're asleep, take nude photos of you, and post them on the forum. You'll cry your eyes out!"

"Wow, you're too ruthless! You're almost as ruthless as Ning Yutong!"

"That's not quite it, but I'm still a bit lacking in skill."

"..."

Qin Yanshu froze and turned to look.

Because of their large movements, she tripped over Ning Yutong's desk, which was now lying on its side in the aisle, with study materials, photos, and papers scattered all over the floor.

The photos all feature Lin Zhou, and the papers are covered with his name.

Qin Yanshu looked at Ning Yutong incredulously: "Ning Yutong, what kind of nonsense is this?!"

For the first time, Ning Yutong ignored her and just buried her head and cried.

Lin Zhou's face on the other side was also deathly pale.

He initially thought that someone had just happened to pass by and misunderstood, which was why they took the photo of him delivering the documents to Qin Sheng. He never imagined that it was all a scheme and slander by someone with ulterior motives!

Whom did Ning Yutong intend to ruin—Qin Sheng or him?

Lin Zhou was unaware of this and no longer wanted to investigate.

He just thought it was all so ridiculous.

He looked down at the girl who was crying with her knees drawn up to her chest not far away, his usually warm and sunny face expressionless for the first time: "Crying won't solve anything, Ning Yutong. Now you have three things to do."

"First, get up and clean up Qin Sheng's seat, as agreed."

"Secondly, apologize to Qin Sheng," he paused, then continued, "and to me, in person."

"Third, delete the post on Tieba, repost to explain everything, and then issue a public apology!"

Even though she already felt that the future was bleak, upon hearing these words, Ning Yutong still abruptly raised her head and looked at Lin Zhou incredulously with eyes swollen from tears: "Teacher Lin?!"

Lin Zhou remained expressionless: "If you do something wrong, you have to bear the consequences. Ning Yutong, this is your own choice."

“You can refuse, but I have the right to sue you. Your actions not only violate my right to privacy and reputation, but may also ruin my career as a teacher. At that point, it won’t be something that can be resolved by paying some money.”

"You're only seventeen. Have you thought this through? Do you really want to jeopardize your future because of this?"

Although his voice had become hoarse, it was still the clear and melodious voice that Ning Yutong was familiar with, but the words he spoke at this moment were cold and ruthless that Ning Yutong could not have imagined.

Ning Yutong's eyes were bloodshot, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably: "You know I'm only seventeen years old, and you know this concerns my future. If that's the case, why are you still forcing me like this?!"

"They're all your students, why are you being so biased?!"

eccentric?

Lin Zhou found it utterly ridiculous.

Even now, she still only feels that he is being biased, and she still hasn't realized her mistake!

Such a person is beyond saving!

Lin Zhou suddenly calmed down. He looked down at Ning Yutong and said in a flat tone, "Three things, not one can be missing."

Ning Yutong almost ground her teeth to powder, and forcefully wiped away her tears: "Fine! I apologize!"

She first bowed towards Lin Zhou, then gritted her teeth and said, "Teacher Lin, I'm sorry!"

Without glancing at Lin Zhou again, he turned and walked towards the back of the classroom, finally stopping just two steps away from Qin Sheng.

Ning Yutong's face was deathly pale. She clenched her fists and used almost all her strength to force herself to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth: "I'm sorry, Qin Sheng."

She spoke slowly and deliberately, and as soon as she finished speaking, she collapsed to the ground as if all her strength had left her.