Lu Jingyao, filled with righteous indignation, wanted Xia Yue to call Wen Leyu over, but Xia Yue shrank back and refused.
"I don't dare. I'm afraid of Li Ye."
"Why?"
Lu Jingyao found Xia Yue's behavior extremely strange.
Her best friend had been a Little General and had served as class monitor for three years. Back then, she had been far more imposing than Lu Jingyao herself. There had never been anything she "dared not" do.
Xia Yue lowered her head and said pitifully, "Li Ye and I had a conflict over studying.
"I don't know what he said to the teacher, but the teacher forced me to call my parents before he let me off. I only want to finish the college entrance exam smoothly."
It had to be said that Xia Yue, with all her experience, spoke quite skillfully. With just a few words, she had erected Li Ye's image as a "great tyrant."
"How is that possible?"
Lu Jingyao simply could not believe it. Li Ye had been somewhat hot-tempered in the past and occasionally fought with people, but how could he possibly do something so tyrannical and bullying?
But then Zhou Chenggong from Class One came over and began pouring out his grievances.
"Everything Xia Yue said is true. I only accidentally called him by his nickname once, and he dragged me out in front of the whole class. When my family came, they almost had to kneel to him."
"That's right, Lu Jingyao." Jin Shengli, the Committee Member for Studies, also squeezed forward and said indignantly, "Ever since you left, Li Ye has become like a different person.
"He's cold and heartless toward his classmates. Everyone merely wanted to ask him about a few problems. He's turned the class into a smoky, miasmic mess."
"Yeah,