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Has Big Shot Fallen in Love Today?

Chapter 47 - 047 Feeling Deflated

Author: Xi Da
updatedAt: 2025-07-17

CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 047 FEELING DEFLATED

Someone snickered.

"Yeah, why did you go to the school basketball team’s area to use the bathroom?" Jiang Baocu spoke up, directly point-blank, "You wanted to frame Sheng Tang, followed her, but ended up hurting yourselves instead, didn’t you?"

"She locked us in!"

"Then why did you go over there?" Jiang Baocu’s aim was clear.

Some classmates in the class burst out laughing.

Feng Yijin got a taste of her own medicine, and it was a sight they relished.

The last time Feng Yijin got thrown by Sheng Tang into the urinal, they still didn’t know about it.

Everyone was pointing and whispering.

The other three girls stood timidly at the classroom door, not daring to come in.

The commotion had already reached the homeroom teacher, Teacher Chen.

She stormed into the classroom.

Upon entering, she first saw everyone gathered together, then noticed Sheng Tang holding down Feng Yijin.

"What’s going on?" The homeroom teacher was extremely stern.

Sheng Tang immediately let go.

But the homeroom teacher still walked up to her: "School’s not out yet, and you’re fighting in class?"

Feng Yijin looked at the homeroom teacher, then pouted and shockingly started to fake cry: "Sheng Tang, that damned fatty, she’s harming us!"

The homeroom teacher called the two of them to the office.

She mainly scolded Sheng Tang.

Sheng Tang was harming her classmates with malicious intent; Sheng Tang openly beat her classmate, which was ruthless.

"Go back to the classroom, write a 5,000-word self-critique, or you’re not allowed to go home!" the homeroom teacher angrily demanded.

Sheng Tang glanced at the biased teacher.

If she was really at fault, the teacher would definitely give her a demerit, rather than just making her write a self-critique. It showed that even the teacher knew this wasn’t Sheng Tang’s fault no matter how it was viewed.

Sheng Tang really didn’t want to go head-to-head with the homeroom teacher, not because she couldn’t, but because it was too troublesome.

She still had two more years of school to go.

She nodded: "Yes, teacher, I’ll write it now."

Once she left, the homeroom teacher started scolding Feng Yijin.

The homeroom teacher was practically bursting with anger.

These idiots, trying to deal with Sheng Tang but ending up trapping themselves instead, how utterly foolish and incompetent?

Couldn’t they be successful just once?

Now look, they "barged" into the school basketball team’s locker room, having to make a public self-critique at school, and they would get demerits too.

They disgraced the whole sophomore Class 1, and also embarrassed the homeroom teacher!

All this was because of Sheng Tang!

The homeroom teacher had never been one to trouble students, especially those without prominent family backgrounds; she still had her pride. Now, she couldn’t hold it in anymore.

She wanted to find a way to make Sheng Tang leave the school!

This student, the homeroom teacher couldn’t tolerate her any longer.

Sheng Tang returned to the classroom and started preparing to write the self-critique.

She recalled several classic versions of self-critiques, planning to write an interesting one.

She first called her mother.

"...I’ll be having dinner at a classmate’s house tonight, I might be back late." Sheng Tang told a little white lie, afraid her family would worry too much.

This matter was the homeroom teacher’s deliberate harassment, the parents wouldn’t be notified. Sheng Tang didn’t need to bother her parents.

"Which classmate? What time will you be back?" her mother asked.

Sheng Tang casually made up a name, then added: "I’m with Jiang Baocu, and several other classmates are going too. It’s her birthday tonight, we’ll probably be back late after dinner. Mom, don’t worry, the classmate’s parents will take care of us."

Her mother laughed on the phone: "You seem so busy now? Did you get your classmate a gift?"

Worried she might not have money.

Parents really do worry about their kids nonstop.

"She loves my poetry, so I wrote a poem for her," said Sheng Tang.

One lie requires a thousand more to cover it.

Sheng Tang thought, she should work hard to let her parents know her capabilities. No matter what happens, they wouldn’t be too worried; then, she wouldn’t need to lie to them.

After finishing the call with her mom, Sheng Tang started writing the self-critique.

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