Facing Lu Qianling's question, the class representative did not know what to do. She said with slight grievance, "Your temper was so bad yesterday, how could I think of it then…"
"You're blaming me for your own silence?"
Lu Qianling had always respected her classmates who held positions in the class. When she could cooperate, she would try her best to cooperate and not cause trouble for them.
She thought that the exemplary students in class would be different from the other students. She really did not expect that regardless of identity or status, when somebody hated another person, they would still do such disappointing actions.
The eyes of the entire class were focused on the class representative, and all kinds of complicated emotions appeared on their faces.
Seeing that the class representative had nothing to say, Lu Qianling looked up at the form teacher and sneered, "Teacher, you still say that you are not biased?"
