Ling Mo crossed his arms and watched with great interest the two who were tearing, pulling, biting, and using every trick in the book.
It has to be said that the crazy energy girls get when they fight is quite captivating.
In just a few minutes, Ling Tian's carefully cultivated image as a wealthy heiress, built up over many years, is on the verge of complete collapse.
Wu Xinyi was no better off; she was disheveled, with murky, dirty water dripping from her hair.
At this moment, she had completely gone all out, shaking her head wildly like a little motor, just to splash Ling Tian with dirt.
Ling Mo, who was leisurely watching the show while leaning against the sink, yawned lazily. Perhaps tired of the pointless bickering, he turned around and walked out of the women's restroom with brisk steps and composure.
Although her school uniform was soaked, she didn't look disheveled or dejected at all.
At first glance, it's as if the goddess Luo has been reincarnated.
Her gaze was radiant and captivating.
Xiong Chumo, who had originally planned to file a complaint with the political education department, dared not make any further moves when he saw that Ling Tian had also started fighting with Wu Xinyi.
After cleaning the dirt off his face, Xiong Chumo quickly called to the girls next to him to break up the fight.
"Sweetie, Xinyi, we're all on the same side, stop fighting."
"Who's on her side? I've never been slapped in the face before in my entire life."
"I've already apologized to you, but you still insisted on pulling my hair."
"If apologies were enough, what would we need the police for?"
...
Xiong Chumo watched the two arguing and getting increasingly tense with a headache, and suddenly realized that the girl who was originally trying to mediate the fight had also joined the melee after being accidentally injured several times.
Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, she quickly grabbed a half-full bucket of water from under the sink and poured it into the noisy group of girls, shouting, "Calm down! Fighting in school, are you waiting to be punished?"
"Are you crazy? Why are you splashing water for no reason!"
The fierce girl, soaked to the bone by Xiong Chumo, didn't calm down despite the cold water. She shoved away the girl who was grabbing at her clothes and slapped Xiong Chumo twice across the face.
Not to be outdone, Xiong Chumo spat out a mouthful of cold saliva and began to wrestle with the burly girl in front of her...
Half an hour later, when the section chief arrived in a flurry with a group of teachers, the farce was hastily brought to an end.
All the girls present were also injured.
Among them, Ling Tian was the most seriously injured.
Not only were there several scratches on his face, but he also had many bruises on his body.
The senior high school principal was furious, his face turning ashen. He coldly reprimanded the girls lying haphazardly on the ground in front of the girls' restroom, "What kind of behavior is this, gang fighting! With the college entrance exam just around the corner, you should be focusing on your studies."
Huddled in the corner, disheveled and with her face swollen like a pig's head, Ling Tian's eyes were brimming with tears as she whimpered softly like a kitten:
"Section Chief, the truth is not what you see. In fact, we are all victims."
After calming down, Wu Xinyi stopped arguing with Ling Tian and quickly took over her words, tearfully recounting Ling Mo's atrocities to Section Chief Duan:
"Ling Tian is right. This whole thing was caused by Ling Mo from Class F. She's the one who knocked my jaw out of place!"
Hearing what the two women said, the section chief's eyes turned cold and stern. "Who is Ling Mo? Step forward."
The girls looked at each other in bewilderment, only now realizing that Ling Mo had long since disappeared.
Seeing that everyone was silent, the section chief pointed to a girl with a handprint on her face and asked:
Where is Ling Mo?
The girl who was called on answered timidly, "Ling Mo isn't here."
"So, did she instigate what happened today?"
"this..."
Considering Ling Mo's exceptional combat prowess, the girl didn't dare reveal a single word.
After careful consideration, he finally shook his head firmly.
The section chief frowned, then turned his gaze to the student he considered the most trustworthy:
"Ling Tian, tell me what exactly happened."
"I...I don't know what happened. It just...it just suddenly started fighting." Ling Tian really wanted to expose Ling Mo's brutality to the section chief, but she was terrified of Ling Mo, who never played by the rules.
To protect herself, she had no choice but to swallow her anger and keep quiet about the matter.
Duan Chang originally thought Ling Tian could give him a reasonable explanation, but after holding it in for a long time, he couldn't even utter a fart.
At this moment, he could no longer contain his surging anger, and a roar erupted from his chest:
"Get to the infirmary and get your wounds bandaged. Tomorrow morning, I will definitely see your self-criticisms. If you don't write three thousand words, you'll be given a demerit."
"knew."
The girls being lectured were clearly intimidated by the section chief's imposing manner, and they all shrank back, running in groups of three or five towards the infirmary.
In the classroom of Class A, Grade 12, the boys heard that Ling Tian had been beaten black and blue, and rushed to the infirmary as soon as get out of class ended.
You see, Ling Tian is their precious darling. Not only is she stunningly beautiful and has a fantastic figure, but she's also incredibly talented, and her academic performance is top-notch.
Most importantly, she is also very well-behaved; she neither skips classes to fight nor has casual relationships with boyfriends.
In short, in the eyes of the boys, Ling Tian is the ultimate goddess.
Upon hearing that Ling Tian had been beaten, Ji Yan, the class monitor of Class A, unusually put down his review book and ran towards the infirmary.
Gu Tingbai glanced at Ji Yan, who was hurrying away, shook his head helplessly, and uttered a famous "Gu-style" saying with a sigh:
Confucius once said: "You must not crawl under a woman's pomegranate skirt, or you will become an idiot."
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