Chapter 201 - I'll Do Better In The Next Exam
Chapter 201: I’ll Do Better In The Next Exam
The most popular thread in Ming City High School forum.
“Parents passed all their inheritance to Gu Yin. The Lei family was willing to adopt Gu Yin but not Gu Mang. It’s obvious who is the problem.”
“Yes, it’s okay if you suck at studies, but not if you are of poor character. If it were up to me to choose one, I would take Gu Yin because she’s pretty, kind, and smart.
“Scoring all zeros on tests. Haha, who could beat that.”
“For real! Some people are just good at whatever they do. Look at Gu Yin. She’s good at studying. At the age of sixteen she was already in Year Three, and reached tenth grade in piano. I heard that the famous piano master had wanted to take her as a disciple, but Gu Yin wanted to go to the School of Medicine at Capital University, so she turned it down.”
“Yeah, Gu Mang was seriously cruel to Zhou Xintang. She completely ruined her forever. It was just a design, right? How vicious.”
“I think she’s also jealous of Zhou Xintang who also does well in her studies. She’s one of the top students in the city and she’s also a young and famous designer. She tried to ruin her for making one mistake.”
“She just can’t bear to see people doing better than her…”
When Lu Yang came back from the toilet, he saw many girls standing in the corridor outside the classroom. Everyone was discussing Gu Mang versus Gu Si.
After listening for awhile, he frowned, glared at everyone in the corridor, and shouted sternly at them, “Shut up, all of you!”
Startled, everyone looked over frightfully.
Upon seeing Lu Yang, they all looked down frantically, tugging at their buddies as they quickly went back to their respective classrooms. They scattered in a flurry.
Lu Yang took out his cell phone and opened up the school forum. There were hundreds of replies to the hot threads.
“Damn, the exams are just around the corner and these people still have time for this?”
The young man was foul-mouthed as he went back to Class Twenty. As soon as he sat down, he held his phone on top of the German medical book that Gu Mang was reading. “Sister Mang, look.”
Seeing Lu Yang’s odd expression, Fatty turned back and craned his neck to look at the phone.
Gu Mangl lowered her pretty face as she read the comments on the screen. She uttered mildly, “Oh.”
Then she pushed the phone off the book onto the table and flipped a page of the German book nonchalantly, her hand propping up her chin.
Lu Yang was dumbstruck. He tapped his fingers on the table as he raised his voice. “Sister Mang, these kids are saying bad things about you!”
Fatty heard this, picked up Lu Yang’s phone, and looked through the comments. The more he read, the angrier he became.
“F*ck! Why can’t I make a retort?!” Fatty’s eyes were widened as he pointed to those who made the comments.
Lu Yang was silent. Of course there was no way he could retort. Sister Mang’s neat zero score was just not very pretty. But the big boss was still unperturbed. Meng Jinyang and the others also came up to them. Each one was angrier than the previous.
“Who made this post?” Qin Yaozhi took the cell phone from Fatty, saw the person’s ID, and asked them, “Can we find out who this person is?”
Shen Huan thought this was feasible. “The student union manages the forum. We just need to go find Lu Yi.”
“Forget it. I just asked her. It’s a student who transferred to another school some time ago. You won’t be able to find anything.” Lu Yang scratched his head in frustration. “Besides, there are so many people replying to the post. What do we do about them? ”
Chu Yao had wanted to get someone to check their IPs, but upon hearing that, he furrowed his eyebrows. Meng Jinyang pursed her lips and clenched her fists.
Fatty slapped the table irritatedly, “What should we do? Ask the forum to delete the forum post? Just tolerate this?”
Hearing this, Gu Mang looked up and turned slightly, her right arm resting on the table nonchalantly while her wrist hung down.
She looked at them with a solemn gaze, her eyes cold and clear, before slowly making a shush gesture. The group was startled.
Then they saw the big boss raise an eyebrow. She said casually, “I’ll do better on the next exam.”