The moment the door was flung open, the entire auditorium fell silent. Everyone turned to look at the entrance, where a number of people appeared, all with identical gloomy and timid expressions.
Every school has a similar group of people.
Having a weak presence, being unpopular, being bullied...
Li Ming froze, his face darkening: "Who let you in? There's a meeting going on here!"
The leader trembled, and when he looked up, he met Ruan Qingan's leaden eyes. He swallowed hard and mustered his courage: "Chairman, we've come to apologize..."
"Wh-what?"
Li Ming asked in return, and then he saw all those people rush forward, surround the stage, and practically grab him, tightly encircling Li Ming.
Before he could even react, he was surrounded and blocked on the stage, receiving the full gaze of everyone. Not only that, but the people who rushed over were practically kneeling in front of him.
Some old wounds could still be seen on their bodies, which looked shocking and pitiful.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Great Hall, Li Ming's face turned ashen. He pushed and shoved, trying to get them to let go: "Get out of here, don't come any closer!"
"We're sorry, Chairman, we're really sorry. We're here to apologize. We deserved to be beaten, we deserved it—"
Chaos reigned on the stage, accompanied by mournful cries. The students, covered in old wounds and clearly victims of bullying, knelt and begged for mercy, as if apologizing for their sins. Li Ming stood in the center, surrounded by people, as if a hand from hell had reached out and grabbed him.
The darkness was exposed to the public, and everything hidden beneath the identity of Dawn was revealed.
His self-introduction at the conference was almost threatening.
A beating incident in which power was used to turn the tables.
Victims who are forced to apologize and are even afraid to refuse.
The stark, bloody truth was laid bare, but Dawn, already high and mighty, simply kicked those people away: "Get out of my way, who do you think you are!"
“Let me tell you, don’t let your petty squabbles affect my work. Get out of here right now, or I’ll give you a demerit for disrupting the student council’s work.”
Li Ming spoke coldly, patting the clothes they had grabbed with disgust. He glanced at the old wounds on their bodies, but just frowned and turned away in disgust.
But when dawn looked up, he found that the entire hall had fallen silent. The people who had been talking in hushed tones had stopped, and all their eyes were fixed on him with disbelief and fear.
Privately, no one dared to mess with Leon Lai, but once it came out in public, they were treated like dirt.
Dawn felt uneasy under the scrutiny of the crowd. He had never encountered anything like this before, and instinctively took a step back. Just then, he caught a glimpse of the flashing lights from the camera.
Wearing a painter's hat, Zhao Xiaohan stood in the crowd, holding her phone in one hand, and looked coldly in their direction.
Dawn pointed at her and said, "Put your phone down!"
"Don't even think about it, it's too late."
As Zhao Xiaohan spoke, she held her phone up directly in front of Li Ming's face. Her phone screen displayed a live stream interface, and more and more people were flooding into the live stream room, with the barrage of comments filled with insults directed at Li Ming.
The scene was in complete chaos. Li Ming had never dealt with anything like this before. He quickly saw the live stream online and the school leaders who had received the news had already arrived.
"Everyone, put down your phones!"
"Li Ming, come here right away."
The scene was quickly brought under control. Under the protection of school leaders, Li Ming hurriedly stepped off the stage in front of the cameras. The incident only came to a close when Zhao Xiaohan's phone was smashed on the ground.
Chaos reigned in the auditorium, but the school leaders had already stepped forward, and the students, who were already in a weak position, were immediately pushed back. Li Ming was blocked at the back, his eyes filled with coldness and resentment.
In the chaos, Li Ming searched for Ruan Qingan and Song Xijun, who had started the fire. By then, they were already standing at the entrance of the Great Hall. Song Xijun, who had been lying on the ground half-dead, was now standing upright, a far cry from her previous appearance.
Song Xijun stood quietly beside Ruan Qing'an, her gaze, seen through his hair, as cold as a wild beast.
Ruan Qing'an was completely unaware of this. She was gazing at the dawn, her leaden eyes filled with mockery. Across the vast distance, she opened her mouth and said, "Didn't you want to apologize? Isn't that enough?"
Her eyes were haughty and disdainful.
Li Ming was nearly burning with rage, but in the chaos, he could only watch helplessly as she and Song Xijun left.
After leaving the Great Hall of the People, the stale air suddenly became fresh. Ruan Qing'an then slowly stretched and looked at his phone, saying, "Looks like Xiaohan is quite good at this. Her live stream went viral immediately."
"At this rate, Dawn is in big trouble."
Hearing Ruan Qing'an's chilling tone clearly, Song Xijun didn't find it malicious at all. Just as he was about to speak—
But the next moment, Ruan Qing'an suddenly tiptoed and got close to Song Xijun. Their warm breaths mingled, and he subconsciously took a half step back.
Song Xijun looked down, and could see her eyebrows and eyes clearly.
Ruan Qing'an squinted, her eyes reddened from where she had pretended to cry. Her leaden eyes were misty with tears, making her look pitiful.
She blinked, seemingly uncomfortable, and even her voice softened: "Wood, can you take a look? I feel like there's a little bug in my eye."
The emotions in Song Xijun's dark eyes were almost unreadable. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and his eyes deepened: "...Okay."
But when he reached out, his slightly rough fingertips brushed against the corner of her eye, and Ruan Qing'an lowered her head, nuzzling her cheek against his, feeling the soft touch of his palm.
Song Xijun's eyes darkened completely.
But Ruan Qingan still nudged her, then casually raised his head again, as if nothing had happened, and turned to leave.
"What a blockhead, so stupid, let's go."
"……knew."
Song Xijun answered in a low, hoarse voice, gazing at Ruan Qing'an's slender back as he unconsciously rubbed his fingertips.
She's very well-behaved when she comes close, and she's also well-behaved when she bullies Dawn...
The methods used to torment Li Mingshi were just as vicious as in his previous life, yet Song Xijun seemed to have become somewhat addicted to this kind of favoritism.
【Affection Level: 10】
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With Zhao Xiaohan's live stream, the incident at F University instantly went viral, and Li Ming, as the main character in the live stream, was the first to be affected.
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