Listen to The Straight-A Student (IV)

At a corner... 

Fu Huihui had just regained her composure while Xu Tingting was still flustered. "We have a problem, Huihui... Everyone's trying to reorganize the rankings of the prettiest girls in school on the school forum page. Most of them are voting for Fu Ting, and her votes have exceeded yours by a few hundred!"

Just like that, the chopsticks in Fu Huihui's grip broke from the force she exerted. She was in so much resentment that her gritted teeth might shatter.

"The little b*tch Fu Ting only knows how to act cute to seduce others. So shameless." Xu Tingting then comforted her as she added, "Huihui, don't you worry; she can't take away the 'prettiest girl' title. You were ranked as the first five and was dubbed 'The Goddess of Best Students'. Even the prettiest girl in school had to be a well-rounded person in terms of morality and physicality. It's pointless if she only had the looks."

Fu Huihui mellowed down as she heard Xu Tingting's flattering words, and her self-confidence slowly came back. "Some dumb village girl is nothing to worry about," Fu Huihui sneered. "She degraded my status for nothing."

Fu Huihui seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire. "Fu Pei really is blind for liking such a fool. It's a shame, Tingting, really. It's better if Fu Ting is out of the picture, as Fu Pei will adore you instead."

Xu Tingting resented that as well, yet Fu Pei ignored her. There was nothing she could do about it. 

Fu Huihui played with her hair and her eyes were like a hidden venomous snake. "Anyway, is there something wrong with Fu Ting's brain?" she hinted deliberately. "If she gets kicked out of Class One and becomes a joke, do you think Fu Pei will still lay eyes on her?"

Xu Tingting came from a family with a much wealthier background than Fu Huihui. Her family operated as a listed company, after all. Fu Huihui would not be able to get rid of Fu Ting on her own. 

Plus, Fu Ting had Fu family's recording in her hands so she could not act with abandon.

She could get a scapegoat.

As expected, Xu Tingting's eyes flashed with a scheme.

…

The first period in the afternoon was the class teacher's subject, and she taught English.

The class teacher was infamous for being excessively fierce during her class that no one dared to daydream.

As they opened their books, they could hear the class teacher yell, "Fu Ting, please stand up and recite the words from the second row on page thirty-five."

Fu Ting stood up obediently as she held her book in her hands, prepared to recite.

"Never mind, you don't have to do it anymore." The class teacher looked annoyed as she glared pointedly at Fu Ting through her glasses. "I almost forgot that you're from the countryside," she disdainfully added. "I bet you haven't finished high school and don't even remember the English alphabets."

Fu Ting knitted her brows in doubt as she looked up. "I haven't even recited anything," she gently commented. "How would you know that I don't remember?"

Su Luoshui's thin and slender fingers tapped on the desk. "Teacher, your moral standpoint has to be corrected if you're discriminating against your student like that publicly."

The class teacher knew of Su Luoshui's strong background and thus did not know what to reply to her.

Xu Tingting covered her smirk as she chimed in, "You're not wrong, Teacher. Fu Ting is a fool; she keeps on following Fu Pei and calls him her father. Don't you think she's mental?"

The class teacher pushed up her glasses with a mean expression. "Indeed. Now is the most critical period for your coming examination. As the member of Class One, we can't allow such a cretin who randomly calls people their father and affects the entire class' performance. I'll let the school know about it and have Fu Ting study in junior high again in case she affects this outstanding class."

Fu Ting felt distressed; she could not leave Class One. How could she take care of her father then?

Bang!

A book flew from the back row and slammed onto the front desk. It startled the class teacher. 

Fu Pei supported himself from the table and stood up. His dark eyes seemed arrogant, fierce, and nonchalant altogether.

He raised his hands and rubbed on his ears as he irritably intervened, "Teacher, if you're using the time to teach to talk about nonsense instead, I'll report on you."

The flabbergasted class teacher was infuriated. "Such mutiny. I suppose it's true that people who mingled with the useless pile of crap that is Fu Pei are all the same. Now, get out of Class 1!"

Fu Ting's usual adorable face instantly darkened.

She was a girl who possessed a good temperament was not one to be easily provoked. Should her father be involved, however, that docility of hers would fly out the window. 

The class teacher was intimidated by Fu Ting's piercing look and apprehensively barked, "How dare you glare at me?"

"If my results turned out to be good, do I get to stay?"

Fu Ting lowered her eyes and remained a quiet and obedient look, but it was nonetheless intimidating.