After the announcement of the literature contest Xua Ying Yue was the first one to submit her piece, she has been often called a genius by her parents when they were alive. They would often tell everyone that Xua Ying Yue was born with a photographic memory and her imagination held no bounds which were why she has won every contest of story writing held in her school since she was young.
Xua Ying Yue was not overconfident but she knew her talent, she understood that even if she might be defeated in the academic field, her talent in the literature field will shine no matter what, after all, she did not simply rely on good luck but also perfected her story everyone and then and always aimed for perfection without leaving a single loophole behind.
The stories that she wrote can never be replicated because they were one of a kind, this was Xua Ying Yue's most unique trait when it came to writing novels. After she was done submitting a part of her story, Xua Ying Yue was now working on the other half, the novel that she was writing was based on trauma and revenge, it was supposed to have six volumes and Xua Ying Yue only finished five of them.
When she was young, her father brought her a thick notebook that was divided into six parts and told her that she should write her stories in this notebook whenever inspiration struck her. Xua Ying Yue submitted a part of the first volume to the competition and left another half with her, she knew that as long as her story was selected, the leaders of the literature committee will definitely ask for the remaining half of the story.
This was not her confidence but her pride, she has always taken pride in the work that she spent more than ten years on.
Xua Ying Yue was just beginning to perfect the end of the fifth volume when a hand stretched out and snatched her notebook from her. Immediately, Xua Ying Yue reached her hand to snatch the notebook back but she was kicked in the stomach.
" What are you doing!" She asked while looking at Tan Jing who was holding her notebook flipping through it like she had every right to do so.
" The Puppeteer pauper's revenge tales? Hah, what kind of childish and nonsense stories did you write?" Tan Jing snickered as she shut the notebook and sneered at Xua Ying Yue who was covering her stomach and glaring at her.
Seeing that the bitch had the audacity to glare at her, Tan Jing threw the notebook to Su Meirong who caught it at once and walked over to Xua Ying Yue. She raised her hand and knotted Xua Ying Yue's hair and fiercely pulled it back as she whispered threateningly, " Yo, I only left you alone for a few days and you dare to start glaring at me? Have you forgotten who is your damn God in this place?"
Tan Jing tugged Xua Ying Yue's hair even hard causing her to scream in pain. "It's me, you wh*re. Lower your damn gaze the next time I stand in front of you, just because you write some nonsensical stories and won some bloody rewards—— it does not make you better than me, you hear?"
Xua Ying Yue could not take it lying down when she heard the work on which she has worked for years be called ' nonsense', she glared at Tan Jing and gritted out, " They are not nonsensical."
Tan Jing was stunned when she heard Xua Ying Yue retaliate but then she turned to look at Su Meirong and snickered, " You heard that ?"
" I heard, she thinks this boring bunch of stories are really good," Su Meirong took a look at the notebook and she had to admit that Xua Ying Yue's work was fantastic. She was envious when she thought about how this young girl was able to write such wonderful stories at such young age but under Tan Jing's gaze, she had to lie through her teeth and say that Xua Ying Yue's work was bad.
In fact, a part of her did not want to admit that Xua Ying Yue was any good either——after all this young girl came from an area that was enriched with nothing but poverty. How can she be better than her?
Tan Jing was satisfied after hearing what Su Meirong said, she turned to look at Xua Ying Yue and raised a brow as she repeated, " You heard that? Your work is trash!"
"It is not trash!" Xua Ying Yue retorted, she was not going to let anyone talk bad about her work like that—— she won't. This was her pride, she was going to make it big with this work, and no one can say anything bad about it!
" Hah!" Tan Jing was so shocked by Xua Ying Yue's fight, that she laughed out loud. She dropped her hand that was knotting Xua Ying Yue's hair and walked back as if she was leaving but then she whipped to her feet and punched Xua Ying Yur right in her face. " You b*tch! I told you to lower your fcking eyes when talking to me."
Xua Ying Yue did not know how many hits she took but she still tried her very best to get her notebook back but Tan Jing and Su Meirong realised that she was desperate to get her notebook back and thus kept it away from her throughout the entire time they were beating her.
" This is a lesson to you," Tan Jing spat on Xua Ying Yue's face as the latter lay on the ground. " The next time you look me in the eye, I will fcking kill you, got that?"
She then turned around and left with Su Meirong who was still holding the notebook in her arms, Xua Ying Yue watched the two leave and even though she had no energy in her body. She still dragged her body forward and then croaked, " My work…give it back to me. Its mine."