"What are you talking about? If you spout any more nonsense, I'll rip your mouths apart!" Qian Xiaoguo couldn't hold back anymore, yelling angrily at the other girls.
Her reaction was so sudden that it startled Mian Mian. She looked at the girls with malicious eyes and said with a frown, "Clean up your language."
Qian Xiaoguo was panting with anger. Mian Mian patted her comfortingly, wanting to take her away from this troublemaking place.
"Did we say something wrong? Jiang Mian Mian, look at yourself from head to toe. Is there anything valuable on you? Aren't you just a poor, low-class person, not fit to attend this school?" One girl said haughtily, arms crossed, looking at Mian Mian with disdain.
"I heard she sold a sanitary pad to a classmate for ten yuan today just to make money. Has she gone mad with poverty!" Another girl scrutinized Mian Mian from head to toe, her eyes full of disgust.
"What do you know? Wu Xiaogui said not to bother looking for the change, and she gave it with a charitable expression." Qian Xiaoguo immediately explained.
"So what if she said not to bother? It's true, the Wu family is rich and doesn't care about a few yuan. The rest is probably a handout for poor people like you."
Jiang Mian Mian: "..."
Qian Xiaoguo was about to say more, but Mian Mian pulled her behind her. She looked calmly at the girls in front of her and said, "So what if I'm poor? I'm in this school, aren't I? If you're not convinced, go report me to the dean's office. Whether I'm fit or not isn't up to you, a classmate who only knows how to gossip behind people's backs!"
"You..."
"I may be poor, but I have looks. I'm prettier than all of you! Look at your greasy face, go buy some oil-absorbing powder and scrub it well. Your legs are as thick as radishes, your waist is like a barrel... and you... with buck teeth. Sigh, if I had to choose, I'd rather be poor and beautiful than rich and ugly! Go find a mirror!"
After saying that, Jiang Mian Mian pulled Qian Xiaoguo and left.
The surrounding classmates listened in stunned silence. Looking at the girls who had been speaking, classmate Jiang Mian Mian was actually right.
The girls were so embarrassed they wished they could disappear into a hole in the ground. Jiang Mian Mian was indeed a poor girl with a poisonous tongue. They felt utterly humiliated.
Yun Bujun watched this scene with a cold sneer. She really was a little porcupine; her innocent appearance was just a facade.
The girls had lost all face and couldn't stay any longer. As young girls in the first year of junior high, they were sensitive and proud. The few of them turned and ran, harboring a grudge against Jiang Mian Mian.
The much-resented Jiang Mian Mian was now buying bubble tea with Qian Xiaoguo. Not only was Jiang Mian Mian beautiful, but she was also slender and tall. Qian Xiaoguo was different; she was plain-looking, not tall, and a bit plump. She looked at her own slightly bulging belly and then at Jiang Mian Mian's slender waist, sighing helplessly.
"What's wrong?" Mian Mian asked, not knowing why she suddenly sighed.
"Sister, I want less sugar," Qian Xiaoguo said, gritting her teeth.
"Okay."
"Don't you love sweet things? You always ask for double sugar, why less sugar now?" Mian Mian looked at her in surprise.
"I want to lose weight! I want to become as thin as you!" Qian Xiaoguo said firmly, looking at her.
"But we're growing right now. My dad says we need a balanced diet. It's good that you're eating less sugar, just don't eat less food." Mian Mian always ate her meals diligently, as her mother had instructed. She didn't dare to forget, and she ate quite a lot. However, perhaps due to good genes, she only grew taller, not fatter.