Chapter 972: Beautiful Girl (19)
Beneath that pretty outfit she wore, was she perhaps wearing those revealing pieces of sexy lingerie? The girls' imaginations ran wild. There was nothing they couldn't say, only things other people couldn't think of.
Some
of them even eyed Tang Guo's schoolbag, speculating whether there were condoms
inside. One of them even encouraged Tang Guo's deskmate to search through it.
Ever
since that day, Xu Zhi had come to hate Tang Guo even more.
Seeing
that Tang Guo wasn't back yet and that someone was keeping watch outside the
classroom door, temptation stirred within her. Finally, she decided to go all
the way and opened Tang Guo's schoolbag.
Naturally,
there were no condoms inside.
Only
books, a small mirror, and a set of cosmetics.
The
moment they saw the makeup set, the girls all sneered disdainfully.
“Even
if there isn't anything like that inside, this set of cosmetics is enough to
prove she has loose morals. She must be kept by someone. Otherwise, what high
school student carries this kind of thing around every day? This set costs at
least several thousand yuan. Where did it come from? I refuse to believe any
parent would buy cosmetics for a high school girl.”
“Exactly.
We're all students, so who is she dressing up for?”
“Well,
boys definitely like looking at her. I've noticed plenty of boys in our class
secretly staring at her.”
Their
gazes swept across the boys in the classroom, none of whom dared to say a word.
Truthfully,
they didn't hate Tang Guo the way many boys elsewhere in the school did. She
listened attentively during class, did her homework after class, and apart from
having a pretty face, she was the image of a model student.
Because
they spent so much time with her, they actually didn't think she was as
terrible as others claimed.
But
they didn't dare stand up for her either. Anyone without a powerful family who
dared say a word in her defense would probably be drowned by the masses and
become entangled in the rumors themselves.
Even
boys cared about their reputations. If teachers labeled them as bad students
and notified their parents, life wouldn't be pleasant.
There
were also a few troublemakers among the boys whose gazes toward Tang Guo were
full of ridicule and vaguely impure intentions.
By
the time Tang Guo returned, the contents of her bag had already been stuffed
back inside.
None
of them knew that every single thing they had done in the classroom had been
monitored by the system. The entire scene had been recorded clearly and
preserved.
Opening
her schoolbag, Tang Guo glanced at the disturbed contents. A faint smile played
in her lowered eyes.
At
noon, Zuo Ran and Wei Liang came to find her again.
“This
time, let us treat you,” Zuo Ran said with a bright smile. “You treated us to
barbecue last time, so it's only right that we return the favor, right?”
His
smile was sunny and cheerful. No matter how one looked at him, he seemed like a
handsome, warm-hearted young man. Who could imagine that beneath the surface,
he was filled with all kinds of twisted amusements?
“Alright.”
This
time, Tang Guo didn't refuse.
She
followed them to the top floor of the cafeteria.
The
top floor allowed people to order dishes separately, which would be cooked on
the spot. Rich second-generation heirs like Zuo Ran and Wei Liang either ate
out or came here.
They
preferred eating here because interesting things often happened.
Following
them to a table that someone had already reserved, Tang Guo spotted several
familiar faces.
Song
Zhouchen.
And
beside him sat Bai Fei, looking especially delicate and fragile.
At
another table nearby sat a boy who was working on practice problems.
Tang
Guo remembered him.
He
was one of the four wealthy young masters of the school, an oddball among
oddballs. Wherever he went, he always carried a mathematics workbook with him.
Rumor had it that if he didn't solve math problems for a day, he would feel
restless all day. In severe cases, he would even break out in allergic rashes
all over his body.
Even
specialists couldn't diagnose what strange illness he had.
Comments
Post a Comment
I'd love to hear your thoughts! Feel free to comment anonymously—no Google account is required. Please keep discussions friendly and respectful๐ธ