"The guy our PE teacher caught yesterday is actually a murderer!" Wu Qunfang exclaimed excitedly. "So he was probably looking for new targets outside our classroom yesterday!"

"Is it true?" someone immediately asked with concern.

“Of course it’s true!” Wu Qunfang proudly tossed her hair. “My uncle works in the Criminal Investigation Division of the Public Security Bureau!”

"That's amazing!"

"Your uncle works at the police station? Could you help me look up someone?"

“Checking people is something that ordinary police officers can do, but my uncle is a criminal investigator!” Wu Qunfang became increasingly proud.

"I really envy Qunfang, all her relatives are officials."

“I also have an uncle who works in the municipal party committee office. He deals with very confidential matters every time,” Wu Qunfang said, then tossed her hair.

Just then, a girl's voice broke the atmosphere of everyone praising Wu Qunfang: "Your dress is so beautiful!"

Instantly, everyone's attention was drawn to it.

"And your hair accessory is so pretty!"

The girl exclaimed in surprise once again.

Lin was wearing an exquisite pale yellow short lace dress and had her hair styled with a unique crystal hair clip in her bangs.

“This dress costs over eight thousand yuan. My uncle brought it back for me from Hong Kong.” Lin Ang raised his chin.

"An 8,000 yuan dress?!"

"Eight thousand for such a small amount?!"

"My parents' combined monthly salary is less than eight thousand."

"The fabric looks very exquisite."

"Ahem!" Lin coughed twice and continued, "Actually, this hair clip of mine is also very expensive. Don't be fooled, it's much more expensive than Wu Qunfang's."

Suddenly, the topic turned to Wu Qunfang.

Instantly, the classroom was filled with the smells of vinegar, gunpowder, and plastic.

Wu Qunfang angrily went to her seat.

"Make way! Make way!"

Because of his dissatisfaction, he became increasingly dissatisfied with Gu Xiaoman, who was sitting properly.

However, upon pushing him, he noticed what Gu Xiaoman was holding and was immediately enraged: "This time you actually stole my hair clip in broad daylight!"

"I didn't steal it, this is..."

“These are mine,” Li Lechen interjected. “There are still so many; you can have them if you want.”

Then, with a clattering sound, Li Lechen dumped more than a dozen hair clips onto Wu Qunfang's table.

There were eleven hair clips in total, plus the ones in Gu Xiaoman's hand and the ones in Wu Qunfang's head, making a total of thirteen, and they were completely indistinguishable from each other.

"It's only five yuan each. I bought twelve and only paid fifty yuan." Li Lechen continued to lie. "It's a good thing you always charged more than a thousand yuan for this."

Isn't that right? Wu Qunfang was speechless. She had indeed paid Lin a thousand yuan.

Lin, no longer caring about showing off her eight-thousand-yuan clothes and ridiculously expensive hair clips, picked up a hair clip from the table with an incredulous look and examined it closely.

Although I'm not an expert in appraising antiques, this is clearly made of heavy metal, with inlaid crystals that are clear and lustrous, and the workmanship is exquisite. Even without any brand, it's impossible for it to cost only five yuan.

The key point is that the brand logo, which is very common, is clearly visible on the back of the hair clip.

It's impossible to imitate something so exquisitely.

If it were truly such a finely crafted imitation, it wouldn't be possible to sell it for five yuan.

Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!

"What else do you want to say?!" Wu Qunfang angrily asked Lin, "So this is how your uncle makes money? Selling me something that costs five yuan for a thousand? That's quite a profit!"

"Impossible!" Lin Yiran couldn't believe it.

She wasn't unfamiliar with good things; an eight-thousand-yuan dress and an eighty-yuan dress, no matter how exquisitely the latter was imitated, would be completely different to a discerning eye.

But now, the hair clip on Wu Qunfang's head and the dozen or so hair clips in front of her really look exactly the same.

Even if they're produced in the same factory, there will still be differences, right? Because the rhinestones are supposed to be hand-set!

For a moment, even Lin himself doubted whether these hair clips were actually wholesale from some commodity market, sold on the street for only five yuan each, and with a buy-ten-get-two-free deal.

At this point, Wu Qunfang could no longer hold back. She took off her hair clip and threw it on the table, angrily yelling at Lin, "Here's your hair clip back, and give me back my thousand yuan!"

For Lin, money wasn't the issue, but his character was. Something clearly worth over a thousand yuan...

Finally, their already superficial sisterhood crumbled because of a hair clip.

The camps began to quietly split. Wu Qunfang's uncle was the director of the academic affairs office and the future vice principal, making him the powerful faction; Lin's uncle was a big boss, and Lin's pocket money exceeded the income of many families, making her the influential faction.

However, Zheng Fangxing didn't care about any of that. He had already entered the classroom during the morning self-study period.

Li Lechen was glad that he arrived early today because of Zhou Mi's urging; in the past, he definitely wouldn't have entered the classroom yet.

But Lao Zheng's face looked really bad.

So, those classmates who arrive late, even if they weren't actually late, are doomed.

"The results of this math exam have really exceeded my expectations!" Zheng Fangxing said in a stern voice with a straight face.

As he finished speaking, he glanced at Mo Xingxing.

Everyone shrank back and dared not utter a sound.

"Not a single person in the entire class scored above 140!"

Silence continued.

After that, Zheng Fangxing spent a full ten minutes cursing almost everything he could, quoting classics, comparing the past, and looking forward to the future, saying all sorts of things like "If you don't work hard when you're young, you'll regret it when you're old," and "If you can't endure the hardship of studying now, you'll suffer the hardship of life later."

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