The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 505 - 496: Slapping the Golden Finger Reborn Girl 24

Yu Anjing’s mind really isn’t all that great, to the extent that it could even be described as sordid and shady.

Anning, just a high school sophomore, actually had the system photoshop those kinds of pictures for her.

Not only did they photoshop them, but they also uploaded them to the school’s online forum.

In the photos, Anning was pictured with several men.

And these men had one thing in common: they were older, dressed in designer brands, and fat.

Moreover, Yu Anjing even had the system add captions suggesting that Anning, after leaving the Yu Family home, used her body to earn money, relying on her good looks and pitifully charming demeanor to start associating with wealthy men or something to that effect.

These photos and comments spread like wildfire among the students.

The next day when Anning went to school, many students looked at her as if she were something filthy.

Song Zhenzhen also noticed these gazes and discreetly inquired about them, only to nearly cry from frustration.

"Ningning, how can they do this? Why would they believe whatever rumors they hear?"

Anning was doing practice problems and when she heard Song Zhenzhen’s words, she looked up at her: "Ignore all that. My conscience is clear, and I am not afraid of what others say."

"But I can’t stand it."

Song Zhenzhen grabbed Anning’s arm, adamant about not letting her continue studying: "Ningning, you can’t keep being such a good person. You need to fight back, fight back, understand?"

Anning smiled: "How can I fight back? Should I really argue with those students one by one? I’d rather spend that time solving a couple more problems. You know, when your strength is sufficient, you won’t fear anything, no matter what they say. They wouldn’t dare say it to your face."

Song Zhenzhen was truly at a loss about what to do with Anning.

When they went back to class, Song Zhenzhen pulled Anning to the restroom, and on their return, they overheard someone saying: "Do you think Anning has gotten involved with Ge Yiming?"

"Who knows?"

"If they have nothing to do with each other, why would Ge Yiming stand up for Anning? Ge Yiming even beat up many guys from his class just because they spoke ill of Anning."

Song Zhenzhen stopped in her tracks: "Ningning, what’s the deal with Ge Yiming? I thought he didn’t get along with you. Why would he help you?"

"Maybe he had a change of heart."

Anning looked up at the blue sky: "He probably realized he was wrong before. Anyway, he called me last night to apologize."

"At least he has a bit of conscience."

Song Zhenzhen chuckled: "Ningning, someday they will realize just how good a person you are, and how much injustice and suffering you’ve been through."

Ge Yiming, whom Song Zhenzhen had just mentioned, was currently fighting, or more accurately, beating someone up.

Most of the students in Ge Yiming’s class were specialty students.

These students didn’t have top academic achievements, and many intended to get into college through the specialty student path.

And Ge Yiming was a sports specialty student.

A few boys who usually got along well with him were gathered together, joking today.

"Do you think Anning really has relations with so many men?"

"Who knows? If she didn’t do such things, where would she get the money? I heard when she got kicked out of the Yu Family home, she hardly had any money and was borrowing everywhere to get by."

"She looks so pure on the outside, who knew she was so dirty on the inside."

"She’s even the school belle, but I don’t think she deserves it."

"I heard from the senior girls that Anning is just a green tea bitch, pretending to be innocent while her heart is darker than anyone’s."

"Hey, do you think if I give some money Anning would hang out with me?"

Ge Yiming happened to be passing by and heard these words.

He immediately grabbed the boy who spoke: "What did you say?"

When Ge Yiming asked the question, veins bulged on his forehead and his eyes were bloodshot and fearsome.

The boy was frightened, his speech not quite coherent: "I, I didn’t say anything, I was just talking about Anning... Aren’t you at odds with Anning? That’s perfect, we can pool our money..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, Ge Yiming punched him squarely in the face, causing his nose to bleed on the spot.

"Say it again, I dare you."

Ge Yiming shoved the boy away and then continued to pummel several boys who had been gossiping: "Aren’t there better things to do with your idle time than spreading rumors? I’ll teach you to talk nonsense, teach you to talk nonsense."

Several boys from the same class hurried over to restrain Ge Yiming, while persuading him in the process, and some timid girls quickly went to find a teacher.

Soon, Ge Yiming and those boys were called into the office.

Ge Yiming stood in the office, hands in his pockets, exuding an attitude of defiance, not caring about anyone or anything.

The teacher was also exasperated: "What on earth is going on? Ge Yiming, why did you start a fight for no reason?"

Ge Yiming glared back: "Teacher, I didn’t start a fight for no reason, I was teaching them a lesson. You have to be the judge, teacher. Men can do so many good things, even if they’re too young to do anything significant for the country or the people, they could help old ladies cross the street, give directions to strangers on the road, assist the disabled, or even volunteer at nursing homes and orphanages. That’s all good, right? Instead, they do nothing but slander their female classmates. If their words spread, how are those girls supposed to face others?"

Ge Yiming’s argument left the teacher speechless: "You do have a point, but look at the state of your classmates; what do you think their parents would feel seeing them like this?"

"Right," the teacher asked Ge Yiming again: "What exactly did they say?"

Ge Yiming wiped his face: "Well, they were talking trash about Anning, saying she clings to rich men and calling her a green tea bitch. You tell me, teacher, don’t they deserve a beating?"

The teacher thought to themselves that indeed they deserved it, but couldn’t really say that.

"You could have reported this to me, and I would have reprimanded and educated them. Why did you take matters into your own hands?"

"Teacher, I’m impatient, plus, I don’t like to trouble others. If I can solve it myself, I always do so."

Ge Yiming spoke nonchalantly.

The teacher couldn’t help but laugh: "I think you shouldn’t be called Ge Yiming, but ’Full of Reason’."

"But I am right."

Ge Yiming mumbled quietly: "Anning ranked first in the city on the mid-term exam. If she really clung to rich men, how would she have the heart and time to study? Her grades improved so much, it’s clear she spends all her spare time studying. To slander such a person like this, isn’t it conscienceless?"

After hearing Ge Yiming’s words, those boys also felt they had done something wrong.

What Ge Yiming said made sense.

As students themselves, they knew how hard it would be to rank first in the city.

Anning must be studying all the time, except for eating and sleeping—studying without a moment to spare for anything else.

They felt ashamed.

The boy who had been beaten up the worst stood out: "Teacher, this can’t be blamed on Ge Yiming. It’s our fault. We shouldn’t have believed and spread rumors."

When Ge Yiming left the office, he was still thinking that probably all the forum gossip was stirred up by Yu Anjing.

Ge Yiming was contemplating how to teach Yu Anjing a lesson.