"202 points on the college entrance exam? How bad does one have to be to get 202 points out of a possible 750?"
"The full score for our school's professional courses is 120, right? How badly do you have to perform to get 21 points?"
"Oh my god, is what Song Li said true? Didn't Hua Rongrong always brag about being a top student? Because of her extraordinary talent, she was forced into a gun by Song Li... cough cough, who is lying?"
"So Hua Rongrong got into Central China University through the backdoor? Is that worthy of my more than ten years of hard study?"
"Fuck! If what Song Li said is true, then Hua Rongrong's homework and test scores weren't intentionally bad, but simply that bad..."
"The image of a top student and a kind little angel has been shattered..."
These increasingly loud discussions passed through Hua Rongrong's mind without any concealment. Her body trembled violently and she really wanted to cry.
She bit her lips hard, raised her face stubbornly and tried to struggle, "Xiao Li, you..."
Song Li didn't give her a chance to speak. "I know you have a bad memory and often choose to forget a lot of things, so I still have the chat history and transfer screenshots. Do you want me to send them to you? And your college entrance examination scores and professional course scores can be found on the school's official website. You didn't forget them either, did you?"
Hua Rongrong shut up and began to cry silently.
She bit her lips gently, her eyes wide open, filled with tears, rolling down in strings, making her look even more fragile and pitiful.
Tears are her greatest weapon.
As long as she cries, those people will side with her.
Hua Rongrong has tried it every time and it works every time.
Hua Rongrong's stubborn and pitiful look made the onlookers' anger slowly subside, and gradually turned into pity and distress, especially those crazy fans of Hua Rongrong, who couldn't help but jump out one by one.
"Rongrong is crying so pitifully, so sad..."
"I believe Rongrong! Rongrong is so kind and beautiful, how could something like this happen to her..."
"Rongrong, don't cry. We will always support you!"
"Come on, Rongrong!"
"Come on, Rongrong!"
I don't know who started it, but suddenly everyone around me started shouting "Come on, Rongrong!"
The voices grew louder and louder, so passionate that they could lift the roof of the corridor.
Song Li: “…”
Non-Hua Rongrong crazy fans: "..."
Hua Rongrong wiped her tears with emotion and kept bowing 90 degrees to those people. Her attitude was extremely humble, and she wished her head touched her toes, which moved those crazy fans even more.
"Thank you, thank you, I will hold on."
Song Li: “…”
Non-Hua Rongrong crazy fans: "..."
When Hua Rongrong was thinking about how to explain and discredit Song Li, she looked up and found that Song Li had already left.
She gritted her teeth and her expression twisted for a moment, but soon returned to normal, revealing her signature pitiful expression again.
"Xiao Li and I have always been best friends. I didn't do well on the college entrance exam because I was sick. I wanted to repeat the year and get into university, but Xiao Li said she didn't want to lose me as a friend and wanted me to accompany her, so she used her connections to get me into Central China University of Political Science and Law. I didn't want to do such an immoral thing, but Xiao Li... wuwuwu, this is all my fault. Xiao Li didn't threaten me, so you can blame me..."
The crazy fans cried out in pain: "We knew it, how could Rongrong be that kind of person? Rongrong, don't cry, we will always support you..."
Non-brainless fans: "..."
Let’s go, if we stay any longer our world views will be impacted and refreshed.
Song Li's actions caused a group of Hua Rongrong's future die-hard fans to turn against her.
Hua Rongrong's strange viral influence has been limited.
Song Li felt that Hua Rongrong was a strange and weird person, and her face was extremely thick.
In her opinion, the two of them had completely torn their relationship apart, and it was almost like they would never have any contact with each other again, and would ignore each other when they saw each other on the street.
Hua Rongrong still shamelessly tried to get close to her, provoke her and disgust her whenever she had the chance.
grass.
On the way back to the Huo family, the bodyguard sitting next to them noticed that Song Li's face was not very good, and he spoke cautiously: "Miss, you look a little bad, are you feeling unwell?"
Song Li frowned hard and rubbed his aching forehead.
"I'm fine."
The bodyguard said nothing more.
But as soon as he returned to the Huo family, Huo Siyuan and the Huo family's family medical team were already waiting in the living room.
Huo Siyuan's face looked grim: "Ali, you haven't been feeling well these past few days. Let the doctor check you out."
It's almost like saying you are sick.
Song Li: “…”
Recently, Huo Shaoting's old illness relapsed and he was hospitalized for recuperation. Does that mean she will be added as a patient?
Huo Siyuan was firm in his attitude and would not tolerate any refusal, so Song Li accepted a comprehensive examination by the family medical team.
"My lady is somewhat malnourished and has low blood sugar. Her headaches are caused by heavy thoughts. She should exercise properly to replenish her nutrition and relax."
The doctor endured the pressure of Huo Siyuan's gaze and examined Song Li as if he were facing a great enemy, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Well, no big deal.
They are all small things.
"Too much thinking?" Huo Siyuan lowered his head and repeated it in a calm voice. It was unknown what he was thinking.
Song Li put on the coat that she had to take off for the physical examination, and gently pushed her hair out. Her long black hair swayed like a waterfall.
"It's okay, I'm going back to my room first."
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