Chapter 15: A Good Bird Chooses the Right Tree to Perch on
There was a burst of exclamations from all around, but it was quickly suppressed into low laughter.
Lu Qingcheng's face flushed red, and her nails dug deep into her palms.
She looked up at Meng Anran, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, but soon turned into a tearful expression: "Anran, did you... deliberately let the horse throw me?"
Meng Anran didn't answer, but walked over and gently stroked the horse's mane, and the horse immediately lowered its head obediently.
The contrast was too obvious, and Lu Qingcheng's face turned pale and blue.
Lu Qingcheng stood up suddenly, her voice tinged with tears: "You all bully me because I'm new here!"
She turned to the students watching, "Did you see that? This is how a 'young lady' acts. Not only did she steal over a decade of my life, but now she's bullying me by relying on her horsemanship skills!"
"I reminded you, it was you who said you wanted to try it." Meng Anran said calmly.
Everyone in the grade knows that Pokong is the horse raised by Qin Mu since childhood, and he only recognizes Qin Mu and Meng Anran.
After Meng Anran graduates, Pokong will be taken back to the Qin Group's horse farm.
But at this moment, there were still a few girls from other classes who showed sympathetic expressions.
Xia Mingwei from Class 2 stepped forward and said, "Meng Anran! Don't go too far! Qingcheng is new here, you must not have explained it clearly to her!"
Meng Anran was too lazy to pay attention. He jumped on the horse, squeezed his legs together, and walked slowly towards the spacious place.
Yao Yunle rolled his eyes. "Xia Mingwei, last year you begged An Ran to help you connect with your family, and now you're pretending to be the messenger of justice?"
Xia Mingwei's face froze. Just as she was about to retort, Lu Qingcheng suddenly wiped away her tears and said with a forced smile, "Forget it. It's my fault. I shouldn't have touched An Ran's things."
Liu Zhi rolled her eyes when she heard this, then she turned over and rode on Zhui Feng, catching up with Meng Anran, muttering two words: "Nervous."
Meng Anran stopped her friends who were about to argue on her behalf: "The assessment is about to begin, so let's save our energy."
The assessment is conducted in rotation according to classes.
The first class, led by the best equestrian Meng Anran, will go on stage to set an example for everyone.
There were a total of six obstacles. Under Meng Anran's control, Pokong cut through the sky like a flash of lightning, setting a record of 45 seconds.
It was Lu Qingcheng's first time riding a horse. She held the reins tightly and the horse refused to move no matter how she commanded. Her score was zero.
Next was the golf test. People like Meng Anran, Liu Zhi, and Ming Jing, who treated golf as a daily pastime, also passed the test perfectly.
Lu Qingcheng... I won't say anymore. She swung the rod so hard that it flew away.
Class one finished earlier than the other classes, so they didn't stay in the grassland for long. They changed their clothes and returned to the classroom.
After returning to the classroom, Lu Qingcheng changed her weak demeanor on the horse farm and walked to Meng Anran's desk with a sneer on her lips.
Bang!
She suddenly raised her hand and swept Meng Anran's water cup to the ground.
The exquisite thermos cup hit the ground with a dull sound, and the cup body immediately dented.
"Oh, I was careless." Lu Qingcheng pretended to be surprised, but there was malice in her eyes, "This cup looks very expensive."
Meng Anran looked at the cup on the ground. It was a gift from Qin Mu. It could automatically adjust the temperature. He bought it specially because he was worried that she would feel uncomfortable after drinking cold water during her period or in winter.
She slowly raised her eyes, her gaze frighteningly cold: "Twenty-eight thousand, cash or bank transfer?"
Lu Qingcheng sneered, "Twenty-eight thousand for a broken cup? Who are you trying to blackmail?"
She deliberately raised her voice, "Are you crazy because of poverty? Do you really think you are a young lady?"
Xia Mingwei immediately chimed in: "That's right! Qingcheng is the real daughter of the Lu family. You're just an imposter, why are you pretending to be so noble?"
Meng Anran ignored them, bent down to pick up the cup, and gently rubbed the dent with her fingertips.
The classroom was completely silent, and everyone felt an invisible sense of oppression.
"Xia Mingwei." Meng Anran suddenly spoke in a soft voice, "Last month you asked me to help your father with the project in the west of the city. I remember the contract hasn't been signed yet."
Xia Mingwei was startled by her gaze for a moment, but quickly regained her composure. "You're just a fake. You've been kicked out of the Lu family, so why are you still pretending to be a young lady?"
Meng Anran didn't say much. He just took out his cell phone, looked through his WeChat contacts, and sent two messages to the person in charge of the West City project.
Liu Zhi glanced at Liu Ke, who was standing behind Lu Qingcheng with his head lowered and not saying a word, and frowned in confusion, "Liu Ke, what are you doing standing there?"
Liu Ke pursed her lips tightly. She naturally didn't like Lu Qingcheng's arrogance. Given a choice, who would want to be driven around like a slave?
But she is different from Liuzhi.
Liuzhi is the most unique person in the class. Although she is a girl, she is an only child. Her parents are loving and the family is harmonious. They are also determined to let Liuzhi inherit the family business in the future.
Liuzhi is certainly confident and qualified to become Meng Anran's partner.
But Liu Ke's family was in poverty and they favored boys over girls. She didn't have the ability to become Meng Anran's good friend, and Meng Anran didn't accept followers.
It is difficult to gain benefits based on my relationship with Meng Anran. I have to learn to take sides.
Liu Ke stiffened his neck and said, "A wise bird chooses the right tree to roost in. Anran, don't blame me."
What he meant was that he wanted to be Lu Qingcheng's little follower.
Meng Anran smiled without saying anything. She never liked to interfere in other people's lives.
Lu Qingcheng chuckled complacently, "Meng Anran, see? They'd rather obey me than say a word for you. That's status! You're a powerless, poor bastard, what's there to be proud of?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a roar of anger at the door.
"Bullshit!"
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