Chapter 313: For My Girl
Chapter 313: For My Girl
Jun Yexuan answered, “For my girl.”
Mu Jinghang bit into his apple as he walked lazily into the study. When he saw the medical book in front of Jun Yexuan, he was taken aback, “What, third bro, are you going to study med?”
Jun Yexuan ignored him. After he flipped the page, he heard Mu Jinghang say, “How come you’re reading the same type of book as Qiao Qing?”
Jun Yexuan’s brows twisted, “I can’t let her be the only one who works hard.”
Mu Jinghang had no idea what he was hearing, “What do you mean?”
...
Inside the girl’s residence at UCC.
Yi Shiqiong was wrapped under a blanket but she continued to tremble. When she was passing the man-made lake, someone grabbed her by the hair and dunked her into the water. She almost died. However, when she collected herself, the suspect had left.
On campus, she’d always been the goddess every student praised. Very rarely did she have enemies – other than Qiao Qing, who humiliated her today.
When she thought of Qiao Qing, she felt jealous.
Originally, she only hated the fact that Qiao Qing was pretty and stole the spotlight when she came to UCC. What happened today was her trying to give Qiao Qing a hard time.
But now, there truly was a rivalry between the two!
As she thought this over it, she heard someone knock from outside.
When she opened the door, Tian Zhen stood outside.
“How did you get here?” Yi Shiqiong asked.
Tian Zhen, “Senior, do you hate Qiao Qing?”
Yi Shiqiong glanced around her room and saw her roommate had earplugs in. Instantly, she pulled Tian Zhen out, “Come with me.”
The two of them walked down the hall. Yi Shiqiong asked, “What are you getting at?”
Tian Zhen said, “Today, I sat by the Dean and heard that Qiao Qing got in because of the free admission spot. Also, I think her comprehensive grades are no good.”
Yi Shiqiong’s heart skipped a beat, “You heard it from the Dean personally?”
Tian Zhen nodded, “Senior, do you have ways to find out how Qiao Qing’s grades were in high school? If her grades were awful, then something must have happened behind the scene.”
“Senior, it was because of your talented writing skills that the Dean allowed you to get in, despite the fact that you fell 60 points below the acceptance line. Your grades in high school were good as well.”
“If her high school grades were bad, and she only got in because she knows Go and the Zither, I bet nobody in this university would respect her.”
Yi Shiqiong nodded when she heard this. Her tone got friendlier as well.
“That’s true. We all got in by working ourselves to death on the exam. There is no way others can respect someone who got in a cheap way. I will find someone to find out about this. Wait for my news.”
After Tian Zhen left, Yi Shiqiong took out her phone and called Fu Xiuyu, “Xiuyu, I want you to look into something for me...”
Qiao Qing had no idea that there was someone out there trying to set her up. After the weekend, she went to school as usual.
Today would be the last day of military training. The moment she got on campus with Luo Chen, a bunch of people started looking at them strangely.
Luo Chen rubbed his face, “Qingqing, how come it feels like they are all staring?”
Qiao Qing nodded but didn’t react much.
Before they arrived at Lin Xiyan’s building, Lin Xiyan herself had ran up to them, “Qingqing, look on the school forum! Someone posted your high school comprehensive grades!”
“They are saying you got in without taking the exam and only got in using inappropriate ways. I commented that you scored 750 on the exam but my post got deleted the moment I posted it.”
“***! What’s wrong with people!” Luo Chen quickly took out his phone and logged onto the school forum.
The moment he got on, he saw the top pinned post, “Discussion Thread: What did the Pretty Girl do to get into the University?”
The post contained all of Qiao Qing’s grades throughout her three years of high school.
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