Chapter 113: Clearing Shen Qing's Name

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Chu Yu was startled for a moment, then also moved to the railing to look down. Wang Minghui, with his hair dyed black, looked much younger than before. He swaggered at the front, holding a silk banner that read:

"To the great Shen Qing, a scourge to evildoers."

Behind him followed a few of his boys, each carrying similar banners.

"Damn! Even Shen Qing gets banners from people? She probably slept with them too..." Before the guy could finish his sentence, he was punched to the ground.

"Shit! Who the hell dares to hit—Nie... Nie Huan?" The guy's face instantly turned pale.

Nie Huan didn't even look at him. She clenched her fist, knuckles cracking.

"Anyone who talks shit gets this." She swept a cold gaze around, and the onlookers didn't dare breathe too loudly.

"Oh-ho! Bullying out in the open like this, huh?" Ruan Yingying pushed through the crowd and stood face-to-face with Nie Huan. "Nie Huan, so loyal to your master. Everyone knows that in Shen Qing's eyes, you Class Three people are just her dogs."

"Damn! You green-tea bitch with your pancake face! Think you're so great just because you cling to Yu Min'er? You follow her around like some kind of animal yourself!" Yao Panpan charged out of the classroom, and if others hadn't held her back, she'd have gone straight for Ruan Yingying's head.

"Pfft!" Ruan Yingying rolled her eyes at her.

"We propose: kick Shen Qing out of No. 1 High School!"

"Someone with such poor morals like Shen Qing doesn't deserve to stay at No. 1 High School!"

"Black sheep, get out of No. 1 High School!"

Nie Huan curled her lips into a faint smile and slowly walked toward the few people at the front who'd been shouting the loudest.

"What do you want? We're not afraid of you."

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Nie Huan let out a cold snort. "If you've got the guts, say that to her face."

"..."

Talking behind someone's back was one thing, but actually saying it to Shen Qing's face? They didn't have the nerve.

"Something's happened at the podium on the sports field!" someone shouted, and the crowd immediately stirred into commotion.

Nie Huan wrinkled her nose. It certainly wasn't anything good.

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In the principal's office, Xie Mingming was fidgeting restlessly, while Shen Qing sat there as if nothing was wrong, even calmly sipping the tea the principal had made for her.

Principal Liu stared at her for a few seconds and had just opened his mouth when Xie Mingming cut him off.

"Principal, our student Shen Qing—aside from poor grades—hasn't committed any other mistakes! You say she sleeps through class, but when does she have time for school bullying? As for that girl from Class One, everyone saw that she didn't lay a finger on her."

"I—"

"Principal, look how good-looking the kids in our class are! Shen Qing just got famous from filming—people online are jealous of her beauty! And our class's boys are handsome too, and we've even got rich second-generation kids! Why would Shen Qing bother clinging to that pale-skinned pretty boy?"

"Teacher Xie, you—"

"This is slander! If you really expel Shen Qing, those scheming bastards will have gotten their way! Tell me, there are so many bad students in the world—why single out Shen Qing? Is being beautiful a crime? Is there no justice left..."

"Xie Mingming, shut your mouth!" The principal pressed his temple, then turned to glance at Shen Qing. The girl was actually sitting there with her legs crossed, looking down at her phone.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, his expression complicated. "Shen Qing, what do you have to say about this?"

After a few seconds, the girl slowly looked up, her eyes clear and bright. Xie Mingming was stunned on the spot—this kid had been sleeping pretty well these past two days; there wasn't even a trace of redness in her eyes...

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"My suggestion is to go online more and keep up with current events."

"Huh?" Both the principal and Xie Mingming were taken aback. Go online? And read all the nasty things people are saying about you?

The principal tried hard to recall what Gu Ting looked like, took a deep breath, and then flashed Shen Qing a smile that was nothing short of hair-raising. "Student Shen—"

"Principal, something's happened!" A teacher burst in without knocking.

The principal frowned. "What's wrong?" The man was clearly flustered.

"The big screen on the podium—someone's tampered with it. Journalists have slipped in through the side gate, and they're all heading over there."

The principal's face changed instantly. Without even bothering with Shen Qing, he strode out of the office.

"Old Xie." Shen Qing called out to Xie Mingming, who was about to follow.

Xie Mingming turned around hastily. "Shen Qing, stay put, don't let the reporters see you. I'll come back to get you once they're gone."

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "Let me show you something."

"You kid, still cracking jokes at a time like this. The emperor isn't worried but the eunuch is dying of anxiety! I don't have time to talk to you—" Xie Mingming's voice suddenly trailed off.

On Shen Qing's phone was the number one trending topic on Weibo.

#Fancheng Public Security Bureau Clears Shen Qing's Name# — EXPLODING

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