Shen Qingqing glanced at her, "If you're not satisfied, go find the teacher. I got in here with my own genuine ability."
Alisa gritted her teeth. She had tried finding the teacher before, but if it had worked, she wouldn't be targeting Shen Qingqing in class.
"With your own ability? Then what about you looking at gossip during the break?"
"Is it not allowed to check my phone during break time?"
"No!" Alisa declared righteously. "We are here because of our talent and diligent effort, but to become complacent after arriving here is utter foolishness!"
Other students who were also looking at gossip couldn't help but put their phones away upon hearing this. They felt a bit embarrassed. Who didn't browse their phones when they had free time, looking at or discussing gossip?
But after being told this, they all felt inexplicably ashamed.
It did seem a bit unprofessional...
Shen Qingqing looked at Alisa, finding it amusing. She was such a beautiful woman, why was her mind so twisted? "Even teachers don't have the right to forbid everyone from using their phones, let alone you."
Alisa's expression turned angry, "Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. I'm doing this for your own good!"
"Then I thank you."
Shen Qingqing politely declined. This style of 'I'm doing this for your own good, so you have to do what I say' felt so familiar. She propped her chin, thinking.
She remembered. Shen Zhizhong often had that same look on his face!
This made her dislike Alisa even more.
Alisa felt Shen Qingqing's gaze was strange, a mix of dislike and contempt. How dare this Chinese person look down on her?
She instantly exploded, "You, a Chinese person, how dare you look down on me?"
"When did I ever look down on you?"
Shen Qingqing thought she was ill and didn't want to argue with her, for fear of catching it. She turned to leave, but Alisa grabbed her.
She was already extremely impatient.
But Alisa clearly wasn't reading the room, or perhaps she was blinded by rage. "Do you think I don't know how you got in? Through the back door. I don't know which leader you've latched onto, but remember, we don't welcome people like you!"
Shen Qingqing's arrival had been mysterious. The teacher had only briefly introduced her name, without mentioning any of her works or awards.
Everyone present had won at least one award.
They all got in based on their own abilities. Only she was shrouded in mystery. Initially, no one thought much of it, just murmuring among themselves. Hearing Alisa's words, it suddenly seemed plausible.
"You didn't really go through the back door, did you?"
"If you did, it's not strange that you got in. But you're so beautiful, doing such a thing, don't you feel ashamed?"
"You really don't deserve to study design."
Everyone shook their heads, their faces filled with disappointment.
Alisa watched Shen Qingqing become enveloped in their contemptuous and scornful gazes. She couldn't help but feel triumphant, adding fuel to the fire, "We didn't say anything before out of consideration for our classmate relationship. Now, I can't bear it any longer. We all rely on ourselves, only you rely on your body. You're shameless!"
She loosened her grip on Shen Qingqing's hand, as if touching her was disgusting.
Shen Qingqing's gaze swept over everyone with cold sharpness. Wherever her eyes landed, the room fell silent, plunging into a dead quiet.
Alisa inexplicably felt a chill run down her spine, disliking the atmosphere. She felt as if she was being suppressed by Shen Qingqing.
"Why are you glaring at us? Are you trying to intimidate us?"
Shen Qingqing slowly focused her gaze back on Alisa, "You can eat anything, but you can't say anything. If you spread lies about things that didn't happen, I can sue you for slander."
She was too serious. The others dared not say more. Whether it was true or not, they had no evidence; they were just talking big.
When someone genuinely got serious, they backed down.
Only Alisa, unwilling to be suppressed, retorted, "You know best whether it's true or not. Ever since you joined this class, you've kept to yourself and acted like you're on top of the world, yet you have no works. Dare to say you don't have connections and backing to act like this towards us?"
"Think whatever you want. Just don't provoke me."
Shen Qingqing glanced at the time. She had already wasted half an hour here with Alisa. She decided to pack up and go to the cafeteria for lunch.
But how could Alisa let her leave? She grabbed Shen Qingqing's wrist, refusing to let go. "You're not leaving!"
Shen Qingqing's face darkened. "Let go."
Alisa provocatively said, "I won't! What are you going to do?"
Shen Qingqing didn't want to cause trouble here, so she didn't resort to force. She used only three parts of her strength, enough to push Alisa away.
Alisa, wearing eight-centimeter high heels, stumbled. She could have regained her balance, but upon seeing the two cans of paint on Shen Qingqing's desk, she changed her mind.
She lunged at the desk.
The two cans of paint wobbled, then fell to the floor.
With a crash!
The cans flew open, and the paint splattered everywhere.
Alisa cried out in pain, clinging to the desk, refusing to get up until Shen Qingqing, her face cold, pulled her away and flung her aside.
This time, the other students caught her.
Shen Qingqing squatted down to examine the two cans. Her face was then covered in a layer of frost. "Pay for them."
Alisa pushed away the students who had caught her and stood up, angrily saying, "Why should I pay? You pushed me first! Besides, what are those broken things, cheap junk? You expect me to pay? You wish!"
"I think you've gone crazy for money!"
Shen Qingqing took a step forward, her eyes sharp and piercing. "If you don't pay, don't blame me for being impolite."
Everyone found it unbelievable, it was just two cans of paint. So, someone intervened, "Forget it. You pushed her first, can't we just call it even?"
"We're all classmates, it won't be good if this blows up."
Everyone tried to mediate. Alisa couldn't hide her smugness. "The eyes of the masses are discerning!"
The commotion grew, attracting the teacher. Seeing the scene, her face darkened. "I told you to study during the break, what are you doing? Fighting?"
Everyone instinctively fell silent, lowering their heads, not daring to say more.
Alisa's eyes darted around, tears gradually welling up and streaming down her cheeks. "Teacher, you must seek justice for me!"
Shen Qingqing looked at her abruptly, a cold sneer forming. The drama queen had begun.
The next second, Alisa tearfully said, "Teacher, I just said a few words to her, and she attacked me. The paint got spilled too. Look at my dress..."
She lifted the hem of her skirt, the white fabric splattered with paint.
She didn't say who spilled it, deliberately speaking ambiguously, half-true and half-false. The teacher instantly misunderstood. "Shen Qingqing, is what she's saying true?"