Chapter 365 Counterattack
Wharton College.
A piece of breaking news spread throughout the entire institution at an even faster speed.
This institution has always been regarded as a clear symbol of class division in Brandenburg's elite circles.
The students here not only represent themselves, but also carry the glory of their families.
Students who successfully graduate from Wharton undoubtedly become staunch defenders of class theory and bloodline theory.
With their knowledge, temperament and achievements, they demonstrate to the world the glorious heritage of their family and the unshakable superior status. They can be seen everywhere, whether in social occasions or on the political stage.
The first ray of sunshine in the early morning falls on the quiet campus. White clouds drift slowly over the spires of the college. Rows of students stand in the corridor, wearing luxurious and exquisitely matched uniforms. The tassels embellished on them alone are something that the special recruits cannot afford during their four years of work-study program.
Not to mention the nameplate hanging on everyone's chest, exuding a unique luster.
Everyone was holding their phones, busy sending messages to each other, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Wharton Intranet Forum: [Oh my god, is this news true? Jiang Zhiyue - the maid who followed Mr. Gu and grew up as a study partner in the Gu family, is actually Mr. Sheng's sister? Mr. Sheng's granddaughter? ]
Second floor: [This news has been circulating for three days, and I still can't believe it. Think about how much I disliked Jiang Zhiyue coming to the public school before, and now I am looking forward to her coming to the college. I must open my eyes and see clearly whether she has any similarities with the Sheng family. ]
Third floor: [I agree with the above view. I also don't believe it. How could it be possible? A commoner who looks a little bit pretty, I would rather believe that she is Mr. Gu's bed-warming maid than believe that she is related to the Sheng family.]
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Ninety-nineth floor: [Are you kidding me? The ugly duckling really turned into a white swan? Now, Xian'er and Yanzhu have been overshadowed by her. It's hard to imagine how outrageous this world will become.]
100th floor: [Are we in a clichéd ethical drama? She is just a low-level special student in the public school, a commoner who can be bullied by everyone. How can she jump up so quickly? ]
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999th floor: [Family members, this is not a simple matter. My father was at the celebration ceremony. Jiang Zhiyue ruined the ceremony by herself. Old Madam Sheng hit her head against the pillar to commit suicide. Old Master Sheng was so angry that he had a heart attack. The whole Sheng family was in chaos.]
[You would never have thought that her mute mother... was actually Grandpa Sheng's biological daughter. The reason why Sheng Yue went missing, as pointed out by Jiang Zhiyue at the scene, was directly related to Grandma Sheng! ]
[Shh, stop talking, I saw Jiang Zhiyue, she is here! ]
[Shut up, everyone, stop discussing this. Whether she is a member of the Sheng family or not, we will know by looking at Xian'er's reaction! ]
[Hurry, hurry, Jiang Zhiyue is coming upstairs! Look, look! ]
Noisy corridors, crowded crowds, flashing electronic screens.
The girl was wearing a Wharton uniform, a white shirt with a light blue tie, a pair of black leather shoes and a pair of white stockings.
She lifted her little leather shoes and slowly stepped on each step, going higher and higher, getting closer and higher.
In front of the white building, a huge glass window comes into view, and a noble golden nameplate emits dazzling golden light.
The students in the adjacent teaching buildings flocked to the place because of Jiang Zhiyue's arrival. In the past, only the heirs of the six major families could enjoy this privilege.
People with noble status and absolute power are naturally admired by everyone.
This seems to have become a consensus across the country, with no exception for everyone, regardless of their identity.
Jiang Zhiyue had a white nameplate on her chest and the uniform she wore had no decorations or luxury items, just as plain as when she first entered school.
The looks around me changed completely.
Those pairs of eyes full of hidden scrutiny and deep meaning were all cast towards Jiang Zhiyue. The students around her remained silent. Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to be the first to take action.
In the crowd, several girls exchanged glances, looking very unnatural.
These were the people who had excluded Jiang Zhiyue in physical education class. In order to prevent Jiang Zhiyue from obtaining credits and scholarships, they did not hesitate to tear up her homework books and use underhanded tricks to harm her in competitive sports.
There were also a few slacking boys who looked at each other in bewilderment, wishing they could just hide away.
Because Jiang Zhiyue was pretty, they made sarcastic jokes to her, even spoke frivolously to her, and wanted to support her.
Overnight, fate took a dramatic turn.
Although Lin Xianer has made public statements many times, and even posted an intriguing post on LINS, trying to clarify the relationship between Jiang Zhiyue and the Sheng family.
The words were full of contempt, [You are just a bastard, you are just lucky, you know who you are. ]
However, this shared post became the one with the least number of likes among all Lin Xianer’s blog posts.
In the comment section, there is a message from Sheng Huaian, [She is my sister. ]
This reply was quickly blocked and deleted by Lin Xian'er, but was still saved by some curious people.
Gu Zhaoye followed up with a comment, [Your old lady is a human trafficker.]
This LINS war ended with Lin Xianer deleting the post.
Jiang Zhiyue stepped onto the last step, and the crowded crowd suddenly parted to both sides, and all kinds of eyes focused on her again.
Not far away, Lin Xian'er and her group were standing there.
Lin Xian'er's charming face was bright and beautiful, and the most eye-catching thing was the handmade nameplate made of pure gold on her chest - the dragon's eye of a golden dragon, carefully inlaid with two tiny glass beads. Its luxury showed her authoritative influence in Wharton.
At this moment, Jiang Zhiyue finally proved that such authority is not unshakable.
When something that one side is proud of is taken away by the other side, this explains the so-called alternation of class status.
The ruling class that seemed unbreakable could lose their advantage in an instant due to some key factor.
On the contrary, groups that are initially in a disadvantaged position may be able to seize the opportunity and turn things around in one fell swoop.
The so-called dramatic changes disrupt the original social order and balance.
The balance has been broken, those in power are panicking and will launch even more frantic counterattacks.
Jiang Zhiyue raised the corners of her lips slightly and gave Lin Xianer a very shallow smile.
"Bitch!"
Lin Xian'er's face changed drastically. She shook off Bai Yanzhu's hand and rushed over with big strides.
One hand was raised high, and a slap was about to fall.
Jiang Zhiyue didn't dodge or evade, but grabbed her wrist.
There was a crisp sound of "pa!", and something fell heavily on Lin Xian'er's face.
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