Jin Xue stormed out of the performance studio.
The students of Class A could only quickly follow her.
"Teacher Jin Xue, what should we do now?" Tian Cheng asked, chasing after Jin Xue's steps.
Jin Xue replied angrily, "If you can't even hold onto the classroom, then don't bother with class. Do whatever you want." She then went downstairs without looking back.
The assistant manager quickly followed her, "My dear, you can't just give up like this. You don't care about your reputation in front of so many students?"
But Jin Xue didn't listen, continuing to walk downstairs.
The students of Class A exchanged glances. This teacher... didn't seem very reliable.
"What do we do now?" Cui Min asked Tian Cheng.
Tian Cheng, also upset after being reprimanded, entered the Class A performance studio without a word and began studying on her own.
With no other options, the other students also entered their classrooms, either studying or playing on their phones.
...
The assistant manager followed Jin Xue all the way, trying to persuade her to go back. But Jin Xue kept walking towards the school gate.
Reporters who had been waiting at the school gate suddenly saw a familiar figure emerge and quickly raised their cameras, snapping photos incessantly.
Jin Xue did not leave the school gate but stood at the entrance and began to cry.
"Why is she doing this? She wanted to speak first, and I let her. But the students are innocent. She occupied the performance studio, so where are the students supposed to take their classes?
For the school-wide performance a week later, she's scheming so hard, wishing to drive me out of the school. Fine, if she finds me an eyesore, then I'll leave. She's a famous screenwriter, a cultured person. She's right, I'm just a performer, I'm lowly. Fine, are you satisfied?"
The reporters outside heard everything clearly. The microphones even recorded her voice distinctly. As for photos of Jin Xue crying, countless shots were taken. Some quick-acting reporters had already sat on the ground and started editing the news.
The assistant manager couldn't respond and could only drag Jin Xue back.
Jin Xue cried and shouted, "I'm not going back. If I go back, I'll be humiliated by her again. I'm not doing this teaching job anymore. Let the reporters say and write whatever they want. I've had enough of her."
The reporters at the school gate had already formed a line. The sound of keyboards was rapid and forceful. By the time Jin Xue returned to the performance studio, the news had already spread online.
...
In the Class B performance studio, Quan Jiu was guiding each student individually.
"...Being aloof doesn't mean having no expression. For aloof people, the expressiveness of their eyes is key..."
"Teacher, something's wrong." Qiao Ran, who had been distracted, interrupted Quan Jiu and ran to her with his phone. "Jin Xue actually said a lot of nonsense in front of the reporters, and now the entire internet is attacking you."
Quan Jiu merely glanced at it. Seeing only the usual insults, she said indifferently, "Let her."
Qiao Ran opened his mouth and gave a thumbs-up, "Magnanimous."
However, he wasn't that magnanimous. Qiao Ran edited his rebuttal text and then copied and pasted it under every repost and comment... Although his efforts were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, he was still enjoying himself.
At that moment, Tian Cheng, Cui Min, and others also saw the Weibo trending searches. Tian Cheng, filled with anger, immediately stood up and rallied, "Classmates, we are being targeted by Class B. We can't let this go. We need to expose that woman."
Cui Min was naturally the first to respond. Following Tian Cheng's instructions, she quickly posted on Weibo as a student of the performance department at A University. The content was nothing more than being targeted, insulted, having classrooms snatched, and being denied speaking time.
Gu Cheng thought of the beautiful teacher and couldn't bear it. He advised, "To be honest, this matter is Teacher Jin Xue's problem. The two performance studios were originally for two classes, and she insisted on occupying both. That's already unreasonable."
Tian Cheng's eyes widened, "Traitor! You're turning your back on us. I think you're infatuated and can't distinguish right from wrong. We occupied the classroom first, so of course, we should use it. Why should they try to snatch it later?"
Gu Cheng clicked his tongue and shook his head, "A good man doesn't fight with a woman. Anyway, I'm not posting. I still have some conscience."
"Whatever you say." Tian Cheng led a group of willing followers to post on Weibo. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Qiao Ran, who was fighting back, suddenly saw the Weibo posts by Tian Cheng and others. He immediately shouted, "Classmates, everyone stop." He then displayed the Weibo posts and said indignantly, "Tian Cheng and the others are spreading rumors. We can't show weakness either. Everyone post on Weibo and shut them down."
Quan Jiu was about to stop them, but Han Zhao held her back and pleaded, "Teacher, just let them be willful this once. This is not only to protect you, but it is also our competition with Class A."
Quan Jiu couldn't help but smile: Young people are indeed passionate.
"Alright, but you must have reasons and evidence. No personal attacks, no vulgar language, understand?"
The students immediately responded with a chorus of "Understood."
After posting on Weibo, Ren Kui hid in a corner to make a phone call.
"Mom, I and my classmates have posted some things on Weibo. Buy me some internet trolls to create some buzz. I'll send you the Weibo names immediately."
Ren's mother was a bit worried, "Why would you, a student, buy internet trolls?"
"Oh, it's a battle between two classes, hurry up, time is pressing." Ren Kui hung up the phone.
Quan Jiu kept track of the time. After five minutes, she called out, "Alright classmates, put away your phones now, and let's start class."
Everyone had to put down their phones for the time being.
...
Zhao Ziwen was discussing pre-production preparations with his partner when he suddenly saw a familiar name trending. He clicked on it and couldn't help but smile.
"What are you smiling at so happily, Director Zhao?" his partner asked.
Zhao Ziwen smiled and said, "I'm smiling at an acquaintance who has once again made it to the trending searches."
"Isn't trending a good thing? That means they're a top star, right?"
"She's barely half an insider." Zhao Ziwen stood up and said, "You guys discuss first, I'm going out to make a call."
Zhao Ziwen walked out of the conference room and dialed a number saved as "Director Chen."
"Director Chen, didn't you say before that Jin Xue was throwing tantrums on set?"
Director Chen was full of anger when Jin Xue was mentioned, "Isn't that right? The entire crew waited for her alone, which forced me to extend the shooting schedule by a month. Relying on her fame, she acted willfully and recklessly. I think she'll be finished sooner or later."
Zhao Ziwen sighed, "Fortunately, I asked you. I saw she's trending again today, and I was thinking of collaborating with her."
"If it's not absolutely necessary for her, don't look for her," Director Chen said. "I will never collaborate with her again in my life."
"Thank you for the reminder, Director Chen. I'll look for others. Let's have a meal together sometime."
Director Chen replied politely, and both hung up the phone.
After hanging up, Director Chen opened Weibo and saw that it was indeed trending about Jin Xue. As for the other person, she had also been a prominent figure on the trending list recently.
Director Chen didn't know what kind of person "nine" was, but he knew Jin Xue very well. Her salary was sky-high, and her acting was formulaic, lacking any spirit. His drama was completely ruined by Jin Xue.
Thinking of this, Director Chen switched to his alternate account and, as an entertainment gossip blogger, exposed everything about Jin Xue's tantrums on set back then.