If there really were "evidence", wouldn’t Zhou Zixuan beco a lying expert?
The aloof persona of the Little Talented Girl would collapse in an instant.
Zhou Zixuan didn’t want to crash, so her usual tactic was to say things that could be misunderstood, then stand aside and play the victim—soon soone would co out to speak well on her behalf.
If ever things took an unexpected turn, it wasn’t her fault, since she never admitted anything personally. It was just others being too enthusiastic, good intentions gone wrong.
But now, He Tiantian pressed her relentlessly, forcing her to speak.
Those classmates too, just got reprimanded by He Tiantian and then backed off completely.
With no one defending her, and He Tiantian not backing down, Zhou Zixuan felt like she was being put over the fire.
"You didn’t bully . I’m crying because I’m upset about myself!"
After much hesitation, Zhou Zixuan grudgingly let out these words, hardly willing.
Tch!
The classmates didn’t say anything, but their looks towards Zhou Zixuan had changed.
Such a Little White Flower indeed.
Even those few classmates who had spoken for Zhou Zixuan felt sothing off.
They didn’t want to believe that their beloved little fairy was a Lotus Flower, but Zhou Zixuan, clearly not bullied by He Tiantian, still deliberately sobbed, misleading everyone.
Feeling the similar gaze from everyone, Zhou Zixuan felt embarrassed and annoyed, and just continued crying on her desk.
This ti, however, no one stepped forward to speak up for Zhou Zixuan.
After all, the classmates weren’t fools and being passionate youths who valued their pride, no one wanted to be called "brain dead" or a "sycophant"!
Ding-dong!
The sound of the classroom bell saved Zhou Zixuan and ended the minor drama.
However, being the Little Talented Girl, Zhou Zixuan wasn’t ready to fall after just one setback.
In just a few days, a rumor spread through the class—
"Hey, did you hear? Zhou Zixuan’s book got published!"
"Published? For real?"
"Of course it’s real. I heard she’s even signed the contract, not just for print rights but also for film and television. Maybe one day, we’ll see Zhou Zixuan’s work on TV or in the cinemas."
"She really is the Little Talented Girl, impressive!"
Classmates initially surprised and skeptical—since the recent event about Zhou Zixuan planning to transfer schools unsuccessfully just took place.
But soon, they saw Zhou Zixuan expressing her signed contract on her social network.
The class group imdiately exploded, everyone jumping out to congratulate her, expressing their envy in a humorous way.
Though physical books were declining, turning text into print was still a significant success and honor.
Zhou Zixuan, having published works, was no longer jokingly referred to as the "Little Talented Girl," but now a real "Little Author."
Classmates and even teachers looked at Zhou Zixuan with their forr admiration and liking. The turmoil surrounding transfers, Little White Flower, etc., were all washed away by the news of Zhou Zixuan publishing a book.
"...Zhou Zixuan’s personality may be touching, but her writing is truly not bad."
Zhou Zixuen gave a fairly fair comnt.
He Tiantian nodded in agreent.
Thus, High School Grade 2 Class 7 finally restored its harmonious atmosphere.
Teachers actively taught, wishing they could open up all the students’ heads and stuff in the knowledge directly.
And the students continued their routine, studying diligently and sneaking in phone usage.
He Tiantian also began her ordinary high school student life, with just an additional sport activity.
The calendar soon flipped to December, and the ti for special soldier training arrived.
He Tiantian found an excuse, and asked her horoom teacher for a week’s leave.
Ideally, with the sester ending soon and academic loads high, teachers wouldn’t have wanted students to take leaves.
However, in the past one or two months, He Tiantian had perford exceptionally well.
She paid attention during classes, actively solved problems after class, and her grades steadily improved during in-class tests and monthly exams.
He Tiantian had moved from being average at the start of high School Grade 2 to being top three in her grade.
Teacher Fang was fully confident that during the final exams, He Tiantian could strive for first in her grade!
Good grades ant both teachers and parents would be more lenient with the child.
"I can approve your leave, but you can’t slack off your studies, and especially not during the finals!"
Teacher Fang held the leave request form and earnestly spoke to He Tiantian.
"Teacher, I understand, I’ll work hard! Thank you!"
He Tiantian assured she would study diligently, thanked Teacher Fang, and then left the office.
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