I'm In Love With the Guy I Grew Up With

Chapter 407: School Festival 8

Chapter 407: Chapter 407: School Festival 8

Everyone knows oil does not dissolve in water.

But who would have thought of that? Who expected it to rain today?

Especially Dong Yingluo, who felt her face burning as if she had been fiercely slapped by Ning Xixi!

"Hey, I think the Athletic Department is really thoughtful, have you seen the Cultural Department’s display boards? They’re all ruined by the rain... tsk tsk..."

The members of the Cultural Department turned their gaze towards Dong Yingluo, with varying degrees of dissatisfaction in their eyes.

If Ning Xixi could think to use oil paints, why couldn’t you have?

Wouldn’t we have avoided embarrassment if it weren’t for you? That was the unanimous thought in everyone’s heart.

The surrounding glances were like thorns on Dong Yingluo’s back, making her extremely uncomfortable.

Gritting her teeth, she pushed through the crowd, rushed to Ning Xixi’s side, and lowered her voice, "Ning Xixi, you did this on purpose, didn’t you?"

"What are you talking about, Dong student." Ning Xixi smiled beautifully, playing the innocent girl – who couldn’t?

"Seeing our department embarrassed, you just want to see me embarrassed, right? I didn’t expect you to be so scheming!" Dong Yingluo was furious, wishing she could tear Ning Xixi apart.

Ning Xixi blinked innocently, "Huh? How did your department get embarrassed?"

"You’re still playing dumb! Our display boards are all smeared!"

"Oh..." Ning Xixi drawled, her eyes narrowing into crescents, "Other classes weren’t much affected, you used a large amount of gouache, of course, you should have considered the rain, after all, gouache blurs when it meets water~ You didn’t try it yourself, and you blame me?"

"!"

Dong Yingluo clenched her teeth tightly, struggling to maintain composure in front of so many people.

Ning Xixi leaned close to her, whispering in her ear. To outsiders, it looked like two people having a private chat:

"If you hadn’t copied my creativity, you might not have used so much gouache, right? Maybe then, your department’s display boards wouldn’t have smudged..."

"You... you plotted against me!"

"It’s not really plotting." Ning Xixi enunciated each word, "But I’m the kind of person who harbors grudges and seeks revenge. If someone oversteps, I pay back tenfold!"

Dong Yingluo’s shoulders trembled, "Even without Ji Yebai, you’re still so arrogant! Don’t think that just because Ji Yebai likes you now, he will like you forever. Sooner or later, someone will snatch him away from you!"

Ning Xixi’s eyes brimmed with mirth, "If you can take him away, that’s your skill. But, do you know the biggest difference between you and me?"

"..."

"Without Ji Yebai, I’m still Ning Xixi. But without Ji Yebai, Dong Yingluo — you’re nothing!"

After speaking indifferently, Xiao Xichen came over. He was usually a joker, but now his face was serious, "Dong Yingluo, you can leave the department, let’s part on good terms. But what have you done? Do you really think we have no evidence?"

A flash of panic crossed Dong Yingluo’s eyes. What evidence?

Xiao Xichen exchanged a glance with Ning Xixi, walked past her, and approached the head of the Cultural Department.

"Meng senior." The head of the Cultural Department was a senior, so Xiao Xichen addressed him as senior, "Your department plagiarized our department’s ideas, how do you plan to handle this?"

Meng Junnan said angrily, "What plagiarism? Xiao Xichen, don’t think you can slander our department just because you’re the Xiao Family heir!"

"Then may I ask, when were your display boards painted?" Ning Xixi looked at him with a mockingly.

Meng Junnan, "On Friday, what about it?"