Everyone was surprised. They thought she would never come back to school again, but unexpectedly, after so long, she came back.
"Song Yuwei, are you here to attend class? You've been on leave for a year, are you sure the school still wants you?"
A boy with dyed blue hair, casually swinging his legs, asked her provocatively.
"Yes, of course the school wants me."
Song Yuwei sat calmly in the front seat and answered coldly.
The classroom erupted in laughter; everyone was amused by her self-righteous attitude.
"Song Yuwei, did you not only break your lower body but also damage your brain when you jumped off the building?"
"The principal isn't your father. Do you think school is a place you can come and go as you please?"
"You can't even walk properly, yet you've become so confident. Who gave you the courage?"
Those who didn't usually get along with Song Yuwei have now become the ones verbally attacking her.
The university the original owner attended was a private, elite school. Those who wanted to get into this university were either top students with excellent grades or rich kids from extremely wealthy families.
Clearly, the original owner was the former, while most of the others were the latter. These people were spoiled from childhood, so they naturally only had a pretty face and no morals.
Song Yuwei pretended not to hear and remained unmoved.
Her reaction was like punching cotton; it only made those people more unhappy.
"Song Yuwei! You're disrupting our class! Since you don't seem willing to leave, we'll have to kick you out!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the group exchanged glances, stood up, and walked aggressively toward Song Yuwei.
Song Yuwei tilted her head, her face calm as she tapped her fingers on the desk with an arrhythmic rhythm, "Three, two, one..."
Suddenly, the classroom door was opened.
"Let's see who dares to touch her! Do you have no regard for the law?!"
The students finally stopped and looked toward the powerful baritone voice.
Several people shrank back in fear, "Principal...?"
"Is the school too lenient with you, leading you to act arrogantly, bully the weak, and be violent? Today, all of you who are causing trouble will be given a demerit!"
Principal Yan Zhengsong spoke with a strong, authoritative voice, without resorting to harsh words.
The entire classroom fell silent instantly; the people there trembled and dared not utter another word.
After all, a disciplinary action directly affects their graduation! It's rare for the principal to give such a severe punishment all at once.
Yan Zhengsong walked up to Song Yuwei with a serious face and then helped her move her wheelchair to the side.
He suddenly bent down gently and said apologetically, "Song Yuwei, I am truly sorry. It was my negligence in disciplining her. I guarantee you in the name of the principal that such a heinous incident will never happen again in this school!"
Song Yuwei raised her eyes, lazily looking at the principal's apologetic face, and nodded casually, "Mm."
The students in the classroom stared in disbelief at this astonishing and bizarre scene, feeling as if they were dreaming.
The principal, such a stern and imposing man, was already being incredibly polite to Song Yuwei, even vouching for her in his own name. And yet, Song Yuwei seemed completely unconcerned…
"Okay, then Song Yuwei, you should focus on your class. I have something to take care of, so I'll be going now. Goodbye."
Seeing that she didn't seem to want to say anything more, Yan Zhengsong didn't dare to disturb her any further and spoke respectfully.
This is a student whom the school's top board member specifically entrusted him to take good care of. He even donated a building to the school and 50 million for experiments. He can't afford to neglect him!
Song Yuwei nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
After Yan Zhengsong left the classroom, everyone looked at each other, at a loss, their faces showing utter bewilderment.
The following classes went very smoothly, and basically no one dared to say a bad word about Song Yuwei.
They still couldn't understand how Song Yuwei could make the head of a school bow down to her.
When Song Yuwei went to the cafeteria at noon, she found a seat in the very corner while sitting in her wheelchair.
Then I opened my phone and started the live stream.
Because she had location services enabled, her live stream was quickly seen by many people at the school.
An uproar erupted in the cafeteria. "Holy crap! Isn't that Song Yuwei? Dressed in rags, is she livestreaming to beg for food?"
"Hahaha, it's pitiful that the former school beauty has fallen to such a state! Let's give her a dollar as a token of our friendship!"
"Tsk tsk, look at her disheveled and miserable appearance, she deserves at least a couple of dollars as a reward. After all, I was once completely infatuated with her!"
Song Yuwei overheard everything from the corner, and a meaningful look suddenly appeared on her face.
The number of viewers in the live stream skyrocketed, and the cafeteria became increasingly crowded.
When the number of miscellaneous people reached around a thousand, she invested money in promotion.
The number eventually reached 10,000.
The screen was filled with comments mocking her, with people believing she was begging for money by selling her misery through live streaming. They even posted these comments on their campus forum.
"Yuran, isn't that Song Yuwei, the former school beauty? She's live-streaming right now, dressed like a beggar, begging online!"
Ren Yuran ate the food on her plate, listened to her roommate Zhang Qiqi's words, and glanced at her phone.
Song Yuwei's face is so photogenic; many of the ten thousand people were excited by her beauty, and the chat was filled with comments like...
"Ahhhhh! So beautiful! It must be so hard for such a beautiful fairy to descend to earth!"
"Hey beautiful! Let's get a kiss!"
"Beautiful lady! Let's get a kiss! +1"
"Hey beautiful! Let's get a kiss! + "
Most viewers were focused on Song Yuwei's stunningly beautiful face and didn't notice her clothes at all.
However, a few scrolling comments occasionally appeared: "Begging on live stream, school beauty? Where's your aloofness? Everyone else is performing, but you're just playing the victim!"
"None of you know she's here to scam money, right? That's why you're sticking to her like this!"
"She's about to ask you to send her gifts so she can rip you off, hahaha!"
Those were undoubtedly posted by people at school who disliked Song Yuwei.
Ren Yuran sneered coldly, "Now that you're crippled, all you can do is use that vixen face to seduce others."
Zhang Qiqi couldn't help but chuckle and gave Ren Yuran a thumbs up, "Yuran, as expected of you, even your insults are so sharp."
Suddenly, just as those watching the show thought she was going to rely on playing the victim to get tips, she finished the last sip of fish soup and wiped her mouth.
She tapped a few times on the screen.
"Holy crap! Yuran! Yuran! Look!"
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