Not long after the new student transferred to our class, she suddenly confronted me in front of everyone one day:
'Jiang, are those real or fake?'
'My mom says girls with big breasts have no self-respect. And you still wear such tight school uniforms - aren't you trying to seduce someone with those two giant melons?'
As her words fell, the boys in class burst into laughter.
My eyes instinctively sought Xu Mu sitting in the front row. I thought he would stand up for me like he had done many times before when people spread rumors about me. But this time, he didn't.
Under the new student's malicious, triumphant gaze, I lowered my head.
The internet was right - counting on men brings nothing but trouble.
When I raised my head again, I didn't hesitate. I grabbed the water bottle from my desk and poured it over her head.
'How many years has your mouth been pickled? It's so flavorful.'
'Since your mouth's so filthy, let me help you brush those teeth!'
