Ai Le listened to all that idle gossip, extremely annoyed, and pushing her short hair back, she yelled, "Let me tell you, my family's Xiao Er doesn't have any godfather, only one god sister, and whoever starts making things up out of nothing and spreading rumors, believe me, I'll be the first to beat them up!"
"Lele... you're so good..." This feeling of being protected was like having the whole world against you, yet at least you still had this best friend.
More than twenty male classmates also stepped forward to express their solidarity.
"Xiao Er, don't take it to heart. I like you for who you are, your identity doesn't matter to me."
"Xiao Er, I've got bread, and I only wish for love with you, don't mind those idle gossips!"
Ha, I'd believe you lot!
Gu Xiaoer silently looked around at everyone, tugged at Ai Le's clothes, and whispered into her ear, "Lele, I think someone is up to no good, they've been spreading rumors behind our backs, orchestrating public opinion to turn out this way."
"Now that you mention it, I also think it's very possible, no wonder that day Guo Ting and the other two were clinging to you, they must have heard something. But, who would have a grudge against you? The rumor about the 'godfather' is so well-crafted, it really did a number on you. Once Shenghan hears of this, if Mr. President gets angry and takes it out on you, you're done for!"
"Lele, you're absolutely right," Gu Xiaoer thought more and more with trepidation, increasingly fearful, how could she have encountered such an unprovoked disaster just after arriving at school, who could have done this?
However, the urgent matter at hand was to deal with these twenty-odd people first; otherwise, if it got out, especially to Da Luoluo, it would definitely spell trouble!
Gu Xiaoer blinked her big eyes, a shrewd light flashing through them. She immediately took Ai Le's hand and strode confidently towards the central table.
Picking up two small stools, the two of them sat down steadily. You want to mess with me, then I'll turn the tables and root you out following the trail!
As soon as Gu Xiaoer and Ai Le sat down, the crowd that had surrounded them tight instantly formed another circle in unspoken agreement.
Clearing her throat, Gu Xiaoer began to speak amidst the crowd's eager anticipation, "Want to confess to me? I'll give you a chance!"
The more than twenty guys lit up with excitement, hastily crowding towards the table.
Gu Xiaoer, unmoved, swiftly wrote on a piece of paper "175cm," finished writing, and passed it to Ai Le, giving her a cheeky wink.
The boys were puzzled, not knowing what they were up to, crowding around, peering forward, curious.
Then they saw the girl flick her long ponytail, unfold the A4 paper and stand up, her voice sweet and soft as she began, "Those under 175cm, eliminated!"
"Ah, elimination round!" Someone in the crowd reacted, exclaiming in surprise.
Ai Le instantly grasped her bestie's plan, inwardly chuckling for three seconds, and promptly stood up to play the role of the interviewer.
"Come on, if you're over 175, go to the right; if not, just leave."
"Hey, hey, you, what are you doing? If you're 175 then scoot over to the right!"
Onlookers: Having a godfather to back you up really is different, huh, you can even pick and choose boyfriends like this.
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After one round of screening, Gu Xiaoer "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" wrote on the paper again: Has a car and a house.
The original twenty-something people, some left dejectedly, others reluctantly gave up in indignation. Only a dozen or so remained, lined up in a single file, like guards waiting for inspection, in a very neat formation.
Gu Xiaoer narrowed her eyes, and if you looked carefully, that gesture was five parts similar to Han Luoli. She spoke with an air of seriousness, "Next, I will conduct an interview with each one of you."