Chapter 331: Chapter 323: Better a Villain Than a Lady
Sisi slowly approached Liu Xuelian and looked down on her haughtily, her eyes devoid of any warmth as she stared at her.
Liu Xuelian felt a chill run through her body, a tremble she couldn’t control. How had He Sisi become even more formidable after falling sick? Why were her eyes so terrifying? Cold and dead, like looking at a corpse?
Sisi sneered, "What the madam here has is called murderous aura!"
The other students in the class were also watching in stunned silence. They could only see Sisi standing opposite Liu Xuelian, not saying or doing anything, but Liu Xuelian was already shivering in fear, which was just pathetic.
The masses couldn’t help but look down on Liu Xuelian with disdain. However, a few knowledgeable male students could see what was really happening, and were utterly shocked. From that point on, they were even more cautious around Sisi, daring not to underestimate her.
Just as Liu Xuelian was about to break down mentally, Sisi finally withdrew her intimidating presence, and Liu Xuelian felt the invisible pressure suddenly decrease, involuntarily sighing in relief. She felt her lower abdomen uncomfortably bloated; she had almost wet herself from Sisi’s fright.
"Liu Xuelian, don’t let me hear any unpleasant words again, otherwise..."
Sisi suddenly pulled out a pair of scissors and snapped off Liu Xuelian’s black hair right at the ears. Liu Xuelian felt a coldness slide down her neck, her lower abdomen loosened, and she couldn’t hold it in any longer.
"So slutty!"
"Such a bad smell!"
Everyone in the classroom covered their noses, and even Song Mengshi, sitting beside Liu Xuelian, couldn’t help but cover her nose in disgust. Liu Xuelian’s face first flushed red, then turned deathly pale. She could no longer care about her precious hair as she ran out of the classroom with her face covered.
Sisi tossed the hair onto the desk, flashed the bright scissors towards Song Mengshi, who turned pale and forced a smile.
"Song, could you please clean the classroom?" Sisi said with a smile.
"Oh, yes, yes, I’ll clean it right away," Song Mengshi replied without hesitation, immediately grabbing a mop.
Sisi nodded in satisfaction, put away the scissors, and returned to her seat. Mo Liu looked at her adoringly, his eyes sparkling like diamonds. Zhu Yunxiu also gave her a thumbs up, while Shangguan contemptuously curled his lip.
"Just a couple of slaps."
"Slapping hurts my own hand."
The students in the classroom all tensed up at the comment. These weren’t the ’Qinghua Double Stars’; they were clearly the ’Qinghua Double Fiends’!
After that day, Liu Xuelian disappeared and was nowhere to be found. According to Zhang Jie, it seemed that she was too embarrassed and begged her family to transfer her to a different department.
Song Mengshi also became much more subdued, avoiding Sisi at all costs. Wherever Sisi was, she was sure to be absent, and if an encounter was unavoidable, she would keep a distance of at least ten meters from Sisi.
Sisi was triumphant; it seemed that being the villain was necessary after all. Zhang Mingliu had always told her to be a lady, to defeat enemies with words alone and not shed blood, but speaking wasn’t as satisfying as taking action. Besides, these scumbags deserved it; talking to them for half a day was less effective than a good beating. Shangguan was right; fists were much more straightforward than words.
Zhang Mingliu was frustrated: The education of becoming a lady has declared a failure!
Chang Yunhuan, this active participant, was much smarter. After being motivated by Sisi last time, he wrote another passionate and heartfelt petition to the school. Of course, it was rejected, but his reputation recovered quite a bit. At least everyone was willing to believe he was truly passionate and not just talking big.
Tian Xinhua, Lei Gang, and several other second-generation soldiers also returned. Sadly, two students would never come back. Their blood spilled in the Southern Border, blossoming into resplendent Heroic Flowers, forever guarding the frontiers of our motherland.
The school held a memorial service for these two students, and all teachers and students were required to attend. Liu Xuelian, who hadn’t appeared in a long time, also came. She wore a hat and scarf, trying to minimize her presence, fearing recognition.
But everyone was mourning the martyrs. Who would notice such a small figure as you?
The memorial service was profoundly somber. On stage, the black and white photos of the two students smiled down at those below, so spirited and young, yet they could no longer smile like this. Some female students couldn’t hold back their tears and sobbed softly, and although the male students didn’t cry, their eyes were brimming with hot tears—more so with shame that they were no match for the two departed students.
Someone shouted, "Give me a gun!"
At first, it was a single voice, but then a multitude of voices surged. All the students raised their hands and shouted loudly, including the usually delicate female students. The memorial service turned into a petition rally. Some agitated students even rushed to the stage and shouted at the principal, "Principal, let us go to the battlefield. Rather than leading a timid life, it’s better to die on the battlefield!"
"Yes, die on the battlefield!"
"Venge for the martyrs!"
"Give us a gun!"
...
The scene was somewhat out of control, and the principal had shouted ’Silence’ several times through the megaphone to no effect; the students grew more and more excited, clamoring to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.
Zhang Mingliu pulled out a gun and fired it into the sky. The gunshot silenced everyone instantly, and Zhang Mingliu snatched the megaphone from the principal.
"Fellow students, I fully understand your feelings. However, everyone has their expertise. The frontier is now guarded by our soldiers, and your task right now is to learn your skills, to build up our country, to make our country stronger. Only then will no foreign enemies dare to invade our motherland."
Zhang Mingliu continued: "Do you know why this war was so arduous for us? It’s because our weapons and equipment were inferior to the enemy’s. They have advanced weapons supplied by the Soviet Union, AK47 assault rifles, while we still have Type 56s, a vast disparity. For every enemy we kill, we pay a high price. Do you really want to see our country remain forever behind?"
"We do not!"
"Surpass the Soviet Union!"
...
The responses roared like a loud rainbow, echoing through the auditorium. Zhang Mingliu smiled with satisfaction and added: "Just talking isn’t enough. You have to show real ability. Fellow students, our country is waiting for you to grow up and develop advanced weapons for our soldiers. Students, the soldiers on the frontier are waiting for your growth!"
Zhang Mingliu, true to being a political worker, calmed the intense emotions of the students with just a few words. No one spoke again about going to the battlefield, and the memorial service continued.
During the memorial service, the principal also commended Tian Xinhua, Lei Gang, Sisi, Shangguan, and a group of other students who had gone to the battlefield, praising them for bravely fighting to defend their homeland and earning military honors, bringing glory to the school.