Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day

72 It Looks Like Ye Beisheng Was Wronged

Tonight…. What are you waiting for at night!

Ye Beisheng could tell that these words were unsuitable for children.

“Is that Jiang Ranran outside? Let’s go find her!”

At this moment, a voice interrupted Ye Beisheng’s thoughts. Before she could reply to Huo Xiting, she put her phone away and looked out the window.

The class monitor narrowed his eyes with a sneer. “Don’t you need to apologize for slandering others? ”

Ye Beisheng was touched. “Thank you.”

Qingbei University was a special school.

It was one of the best universities in the country, an institution of higher education that countless students dreamed of. Its score was also the highest in the country.

However, Qingbei University was also a prestigious university. Rich people liked to send their children to Qingbei University to ‘gild’ themselves. However, 99% of the students in Qingbei University were admitted through their own abilities. Their results were worlds apart from those rich second-generation heirs who loved to play.

In order to ensure the quality of teaching and not offend the board of directors, Qingbei University could only be divided into two academic buildings.

On one side was the normal campus, and on the other side were the classes of all kinds of spoiled brats from the rich families.

Ye Beisheng’s computer science class 9 was one such class.

Most of the students in the class were spoiled heirs who were ignorant and incompetent in the eyes of others. Their grades were also poor. There were a total of 500 students in this small major, but most of them couldn’t even make it to the top 400 in their major.

Not only in the entire computing department, it was the entire university.

Therefore, Class 9 had always been looked down upon by the students in Qingbei University.

The class monitor and the sports committee member stopped Jiang Ranran one after another. “Student Jiang, you know about Counselor Zhang’s dismissal, right?”

It was almost lunchtime. Most people who were passing by had stopped to watch them.

Jiang Ranran’s face turned red. “What are you doing?! Is computer science class 9 that shameless?”

The class monitor giggled. “You posted a post together with Counselor Zhang to spread rumors about our classmate. Now that Counselor Zhang has been fired, won’t it be your turn next?”

“That’s right. Counselor Zhang was expelled for slandering a student. This is the best evidence to prove that Beisheng is innocent!” The sports committee member said loudly.

Jiang Ranran’s face turned pale.

Counselor Zhang was fired? How was this possible? Wasn’t he the principal’s nephew?

This was exactly why the students were shocked.

“Counselor Zhang is the one who insisted that Ye Beisheng was the mistress, right? The principal’s nephew. It seems that the principal took this matter very seriously.

“The counselor slandered the student as a mistress. Of course, this matter is a serious one. If this gets to the Education Bureau, the principal will probably be in trouble. He will definitely deal with the counselor before the matter gets out of hand.”

“Oh… It seems that Ye Beisheng was indeed wrongly accused. Otherwise, why would the school feel guilty?”

“Jiang Ranran posted that post on purpose, right? Is she jealous that Ye Beisheng is prettier than her?”

The words of the surrounding students were like knives stabbing into Jiang Ranran’s body.

She was clearly a proud, capable young lady. What right did Ye Beisheng have to compete with her?

This b*tch is only the adopted daughter of the Ye family! To put it nicely, she was an adopted girl of a rich family. To put it bluntly, she was just a servant.

A servant actually went beyond her!

Jiang Ranran was furious. She gritted her teeth in anger. “What do you know?! You useless rich kids! Weren’t all of you abandoned by their parents and sent to Qingbei University to squander your lives away? You trash don’t even have the right to inherit their fortunes, and your grades are sh*t. What right do you have to look down on me?!”