Zheng Qing laughed.
The facts proved that people could laugh even when they were furious.
Rumors could be outrageous, but they could not cross the line.
What the fat man had just said crossed that line.
"A witch? Me?"
The young teaching assistant pointed at his own nose, his smile twisted and his voice slightly shrill from losing his breath. "And widely believed? Lots of people actually believe it?"
Xing Fatty spread his hands innocently.
He merely leaned back slightly, avoiding the spray of spittle.
"Lots of people saw you running around the school openly in a skirt... though you covered your face at the time." His chubby face was piled with a smile devoid of the slightest sincerity.
"That was a Cross-dressing Doll! It was a prank! Lots of people at school were fooled by it!"
Zheng Qing gritted his molars and fought the urge to look around—he was afraid that seeing the strange smiles on his classmates' faces would make him completely lose control. At the same time, he kept telling himself, Jiang Yu knows it's a rumor, and finally managed to calm down a little. "Why would anyone believe such an absurd rumor?"
"Because this rumor explains a lot of things that otherwise make no sense."
Xing Fatty spoke at lightning speed, raising one finger after another. "For example, your relationship with Councilwoman Su... Many people are willing to accept this rumor because they do not want to believe that the Number One Beauty of the Wizarding World had a child with some immature kid who has not even graduated. The public would rather believe you are a witch, Councilwoman Su's close friend, helping her escape the shackles of an ancient family.
Then there is your good relationship with the witches of other Wizard Families. It is