Chapter 8 Telegraph
Ling Wei finally stopped, her tone as calm as if she were discussing the weather: "I'm sorry. Because I felt severely insulted and defamed, and reasoning with her didn't seem to work, I used a method I preferred to resolve the situation."
She even raised her reddened palm to indicate, adding, "After all, I'm not good with words and not very good at arguing."
At this moment, Lu Zhao finally came to his senses.
He pressed his tongue against his burning, numb cheek, feeling more of an unbelievable sense of absurdity than anger.
He stared intently at Ling Wei, his beautiful eyes wide with shock and anger. His voice was distorted by excitement and the pain in his swollen cheeks, even cracking slightly.
"You...you actually dared to hit me?!"
"Does this even need to be asked?" Ling Wei tilted her head in confusion. "Didn't I just stop?"
Not only will I beat him, but I'll also give him a verbal baptism:
"Do we know each other well? If I remember correctly, this is the first time we've met, right?"
When we treat you like a human being, could you at least pretend to be one?
I tolerated you this once, out of respect for everyone present, and you're really taking advantage of my kindness?
Riemann: Wait...did a telegram just drift by?
"Didn't your mother teach you to spout nonsense without evidence?"
Standing on the periphery, Lu's mother: ......
Keep singing, just keep singing to your youngest son, and don't suddenly turn around and question her.
"Or perhaps you need to be baptized by the core values of the new era? 'No investigation, no right to speak'... Comrade, do you understand?"
"Also, who exactly is this Sister Yuqing you keep talking about?"
Our Jingbei Film Academy has countless outstanding alumni, and numerous virtuous and talented seniors. Why are you suddenly bringing up a name I've never even heard of, and then claiming I'm her stand-in?
"Go to hell!"
"My mother clearly and unequivocally gave birth to only one child, me! How come I, a unique and naturally beautiful girl, suddenly have an older sister without my knowledge?"
"Do you think everyone is like you, with the same face trying to be made into twins, like you're doing wholesale?"
The people present: "..."
How come he started praising himself so naturally while he was cursing?
"Don't be too possessive of other people's faces, OK?"
Ling Wei seemed to suddenly realize something, and looked at Lu Zhao with a look of sudden realization: "I know! Is it you, or your so-called Sister Qing, who is worried that I will become too popular in the future and completely overshadow her, so you asked you to target me in advance and try to nip me in the bud?"
Hearing Ling Wei confidently pin the blame on his mentor, Lu Zhao disregarded the pain on his face and the slap he had just received, and retorted excitedly, "You're slandering me!"
“How could Sister Yuqing do such a thing! She’s already abroad filming a movie by a famous director! Her future is bright, and her prospects are limitless! She’s so kind; she even specifically advised me not to make things difficult for you and to be nicer to you…”
As soon as he finished speaking, the shrewd people present all had a slight change in their expressions.
Ling Wei also said meaningfully, "Oh...she also told you not to make things difficult for me."
It's truly an honor that she remembered someone as insignificant as me.
It was best to stop there, since her behavior just now suggested she was completely unaware of the other person's existence.
Riemann, always eager for a good show, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and exclaimed, "Good tea, good tea!"
He was elbowed by Li's mother.
They successfully dragged the persistent Su Yuqing out for a spin, saving her from constantly playing dirty tricks behind their backs and being annoying.
To make Lu Zhao accept the beating wholeheartedly, Ling Wei chuckled and unleashed her final, decisive move:
"Besides, who told you that I'm going to become an actor in the entertainment industry in the future?"
Her words struck Lu Zhao like a thunderbolt.
"I will officially transfer to the directing department starting from my sophomore year."
Startled, Lu Zhao looked up abruptly, forgetting even the pain and swelling on her face, and blurted out, "You...you're not an actor? Aren't you a performing arts student?!"
Ling Wei looked at him like he was an idiot: "Have you never heard of 'changing majors' in university?"
Lu Zhao was like a punctured balloon; the righteous indignation that had supported his jumping up and down completely deflated, and even the golden hair that had been sticking up on his head drooped down.
He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
He recalled that phone call.
Su Yuqing never directly said a bad word about Ling Wei; she only spoke gently and sincerely during casual conversation.
"Ah Zhao, I heard your brother has a girlfriend? She seems to be a junior at our school, named Ling Wei... What a coincidence."
Her tone carried a hint of unease, "To be honest... maybe I'm overthinking it, but it just feels a bit... subtle."
Because of her "hesitation," Lu Zhao pressed her for details, wanting to share her burdens.
She then sighed softly and said that Ling Wei's professional abilities were outstanding, and she was one of the most promising freshmen in the performing arts department this year. Moreover, she had heard that Ling Wei was very ambitious.
She subtly emphasized the theme of ambition, allowing the listener to discern a different meaning within it.
"You know, I helped Ayan back then purely out of friendship, and I never expected anything in return. But now... this junior who looks like me has suddenly appeared beside him..."
Sigh, maybe I'm being too sensitive.
She even tried to comfort him: "Ah Zhao, if they really like each other, of course I wish them well. When you see Ling Wei, don't have any bad thoughts about her because of me. Try to be nice to her, don't make things difficult for your brother, and don't let her misunderstand."
Seeing his wavering resolve and speechless predicament, Ling Wei knew the time was right.
She knew when to stop, instantly suppressing her imposing manner and reverting to her gentle demeanor.
Inside the private room, you could hear a pin drop.
Seeing this, Lu's mother felt a mix of emotions. She was heartbroken that her youngest son's cheeks were swollen from the beating, angry at his reckless words that caused trouble, and knew that she had to step in to smooth things over.
It was only at this moment that she learned that Ling Wei was actually transferring to the directing department.
When Lu Zhao said those harsh words, although she did not agree with his attitude, she couldn't help but wonder if he was right. She thought that this girl might really be trying to use the Lu family's resources to climb the social ladder by getting close to A Yan.
But if Ayan really likes it, why not give him some resources?
But after all this commotion, especially after Ling Wei made it clear that she wanted to switch careers to become a director and not an actress, Lu Zhao's claims became completely unfounded and were nothing but a blatant attempt to smear the young woman.
Because the Lu family's core industries focus on the technology sector, entertainment investment is only a peripheral sector used to expand their influence.
For an actress, the Lu family may be able to provide capital and connections to support her; but for a directing student who aspires to create, the family's resources can neither provide her with artistic inspiration nor directly send her into the authoritative film industry known for its professional barriers.
She is, after all, Ayan's properly brought-back girlfriend, and she has suffered a great injustice today.
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