Ye Xiaotian was pointed at by Lin Qingqing, and the people around her also looked at her and asked curiously in low voices:
"Did you really see it? Was it Song Jin's skirt that was cut to pieces?"
"Song Jin can even break someone's hand, so what's the big deal about tearing up a skirt..."
"Last time he broke someone's hand, and this time he cut up the dress she was going to wear for the performance. I don't know what I'm going to do next time."
"It's scary to think that someone like this is in the same school as us. Can't we just let her drop out?"
Most people in the school had heard about what happened last time, but the rumors became more and more outrageous.
The initial version was this:
Huang Yi was carried into the ambulance. His hand was covered in blood. No one knew who had done it. Song Jin was also in the office.
The rumors then became more and more exaggerated and gradually began to demonize.
[Hey, did you hear that? Song Jin broke Huang Yi's hand in the office. How cruel.]
[Have you heard about Huang Yi? Song Jin, a high school senior, stepped on Huang Yi's hand and broke it, blood splattering two meters away!]
[Have you heard? Song Jin from our school is a big, strong girl with broad shoulders and a round waist, over two meters tall. She broke Huang Yi's hand with just one finger!]
As various bizarre versions spread, almost overnight, the entire school knew about Song Jin.
Most girls are afraid of her.
Although Song Jin was not as tall as the legend said, Huang Yi's hand was indeed broken.
When others asked him about it, he said it was because he had offended Song Jin.
To round it off, wasn't this hand interrupted by Song Jin?
Ye Xiaotian listened to the various questions from the side, shrank her shoulders in fear, and was almost overwhelmed by the questions.
“I, I…”
She was so scared and wanted to explain that it was not Song Jin who cut the clothes.
But every time she opened her mouth to speak, all kinds of voices came flooding in, and her words got stuck in her throat and she couldn't say anything.
After Chen Wanwan finished her performance at the front, she returned to the back of the auditorium and saw Ye Xiaotian surrounded by people. She looked like she wanted to interrupt but couldn't, and was about to cry.
She rushed in and grabbed Ye Xiaotian's hand.
"Xiaotian, what's wrong?"
Only after hearing the familiar voice did Ye Xiaotian calm down.
"Wanwan, can you come in with me?"
"Okay." Chen Wanwan didn't ask why, but took her hand and squeezed in.
Seeing Ye Xiaotian come in, Lin Qingqing walked quickly to her and looked at her with a threatening look.
"You should still remember what you saw before, right? Don't be afraid, just tell me the truth."
After finishing the above words, she suddenly lowered her voice and whispered in Ye Xiaotian's ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"It's over 400,000 yuan. Don't talk nonsense. You can't afford it."
Chen Wanwan felt Ye Xiaotian tremble. Although she didn't hear clearly what Lin Qingqing said, she still glared at Lin Qingqing.
"What did you threaten her with?"
Lin Qingqing stepped back, looking innocent. "I didn't, don't talk nonsense. I just told her not to be afraid and to tell the truth."
Ye Xiaotian bit her lip so hard that the smell of blood filled the air.
Is she going to put her family into a debt of over 400,000 yuan just for a guy she just met on the first day?
Thinking about her parents working from dawn to dusk, each earning only a little over 3,000 yuan a month, Ye Xiaotian fell into confusion.
She looked at Song Jin who was sitting there playing games.
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