Chapter 10 — Miss Empty Cup

"If you say the things I gave you are just like that, then you don't need to keep them anymore." Ha Tinh's face changed. "Phuong Du, you can't do that." "This is something you voluntarily gave me." Phuong Du said word by word: "Now I also voluntarily take it back." She refused to let go. The two struggled a bit. The metal buckle on the hanger made a "click" sound and then broke. The small keychain fell to the ground and rolled to my feet. The air in the hallway felt like it was being punctured by a needle. Everyone looked at the broken keychain. Ha Tinh suddenly squatted down to pick it up. Her movements were both urgent and labored. But before she could reach it, someone picked it up first. Head of the finance club. He looked at the keychain, then looked at Phuong Du. "The activity is about to start." "But before starting, I feel there is something that needs to be handled first." Ha Tinh raised his head. The headmaster turned the phone screen towards her. "Your sub-account not only defames Phuong Du." "You also defame the entire activities of the finance club." "You said our club is like a social gathering for rich kids, just convenient for you to choose people." Ha Tinh's face was completely bloodless. 11 The people standing at the door of the hall became more and more crowded. At first it was just a normal activity, now everyone gathered in the hallway. Ha Tinh squatted on the ground, his hands still frozen in mid-air. She wanted to stand up, but her high heels slid on the shiny floor. The whole person almost fell. Phuong Du did not help. Neither does the chairman. In the end, Dieu Kha instinctively reached out his hand. But Ha Tinh immediately pushed it away. "Don't touch me." Dieu Kha's hand stopped in mid-air, his face very unsightly. I pulled her back half a step. "She doesn't need your support." Ha Tinh stood firmly against the wall, her eyes filled with hatred. "Are you satisfied now?" "Forcing me like this, you are happy, right?" Her voice rose, tears fell again. Some people in the crowd began to hesitate. Anyway, the person who cries in pity always easily makes others forget what she used to do. I understand this trick all too well. As long as things turn into everyone bullying her alone, she can become a victim. So I didn't give her a chance. I looked at the homeroom leader. "Just now you said she criticized the activity, do you have the full text?" The homeroom leader opened the screenshot in the group. "Yes." He read it out. "The people in the finance club look flashy, but in reality it's just like that." "There aren't many people in the family who really have resources." "But Phuong Du can still take advantage, just hang him up first, wait until I find out who has the better conditions and then calculate." Reading this, his face turned pale. Phuong Du was so dark that it was unsightly. Ha Tinh shouted: "Stop reading!" This scream means admitting that the account is hers. The homeroom leader put away his phone. "Ha Tinh, the finance club is not a place for you to choose your prey." "Today's activities, you do not need to participate." Ha Tinh suddenly raised his head. "Based on what?" The homeroom's voice was very calm. "Based on you considering club members as a resource to screen, and openly insulting online activities." "I will report the situation to the instructor." This sentence just ended, Ha Tinh finally panicked. She can pretend in the dorm. Can perform on personal page. But once the story reached the teacher's ears, her image not only collapsed in front of the students. She rushed in front of Phuong Du. "Please tell me something." "You know I'm not that kind of person." Phuong Du looked at her for a long time. "Before, I thought I understood." Ha Tinh's eyes became even redder. "So you have the heart to watch them treat you like that?" Phuong Du asked back: "So

Are you cruel enough to make me a laughing stock to post for others to see?" She choked again. What she was most afraid of was not being scolded by others. What she was most afraid of was that others would no longer follow her script. Phuong Du turned and walked into the hall. The homeroom leader also followed. The crowd gradually dispersed. But before dispersing, each person brought with them a little new topic. Ha Tinh stood in place, like a fish thrown ashore. Dieu Kha and I prepared to leave. She suddenly spoke up: "Don't be complacent." I turned my head. She stared at me. "Do you think that's a win?" "I tell you, a boy like Phuong Du only feels fresh for a few days." "He doesn't pursue me, there are still other people pursuing." "What about you?" "No matter how noble you pretend to be, you can still only drink four-dollar drinks." I looked at her. "So what?" Ha Tinh smiled coldly. "You never do." entered my world." Finally, I couldn't help but laugh. "Is the world you talk about built with empty stolen cups?" Her face turned pale again. Dieu Kha said in a low voice: "Stop talking, let's go." I nodded. Just taking a step, Ha Tinh suddenly picked up the phone to take a photo of me and Dieu Kha. I frowned. "What are you doing?"