Marvel Road to Survival

Chapter 161 Dormitory Storm

"Before going abroad, you told your story, now do you want to hear mine?"

Qiao Qi thought, if he was listening to stories, he would still have to listen to the shameless hooded boy harassing him when he went back to bed. It would be better to listen to the boss, and at least it would be eye-catching to look at beautiful women.

Wen Qing's past is indeed very similar to Qiao Qi's, but the pressure from her family is very small. She has lived a very free life since she was a child. She will have the best in everything, and she can do what she wants.

The Wen family's parents have always cared for her, but Wen Qing's personality is not cheerful, but rather withdrawn and eccentric. She chokes easily and has a cowardly personality. No matter how majestic her father is outside, he will put away his dignity when he sees his precious daughter.

Before she was eighteen years old, she had always been at the center of everyone's attention. Everyone thought she was a princess, beautiful, rich, and very aloof. This comes from the protection of the family. Her father greets her in every school. Teachers and school leaders will treat the girl carefully and protect her tenderly.

Until the girl fell in love with painting, her talent was astonishing. Although she was not as inhumanly creative as Qiao Qi, her control over the painting was far superior to Qiao Qi's. This is especially vividly reflected in Chinese paintings.

As a Chinese painting genius, Wen Qing is certainly excellent in her own right. Her appearance will become the focus and attract attention wherever she goes. But her wealthy family background and valuable daily necessities were jealous of her college roommates.

A girl who has just entered college and lived on campus for the first time has never realized that getting along with others, especially girls, can be so difficult. From the initial politeness to the final isolation in a small circle, Wen Qing received a lot of looks from the school circle.

At first, her daily cosmetics would be used secretly, and her imported snacks would disappear inexplicably. Wen Qing thought this was a kind of sharing. She took the initiative to buy an extra set of skin care products and put them in the bathroom. After returning home, she took the initiative to bring her favorite snacks to everyone in the dormitory.

But what she got was the looks and cynicism from her roommates. They were eating the snacks Wen Qing brought and using Wen Qing's light luxury care kit while accusing her of showing off her wealth.

Things got worse and worse. Wen Qing's clothes were cut, her bedding was splashed with stinking sewage, her computer was used as a potted plant and watered, the heels of her high heels were broken off and then covered with glue, and her ankles were swollen like pigs. Hoof-shaped.

Her life is very simple. After class, she works hard in the studio practicing her skills. The people she communicates with the most are the three girls in the same dormitory. It was not until later that a rumor started to spread in the Academy of Fine Arts.

A new student in the Department of Chinese Painting, a girl, who usually looks very serious, is actually kept by a rich man in society. Her big cards were all given by a greasy middle-aged man, and some people swore they saw them at the school gate. The girl named Wen Qing got into a black Bentley.

It seems that God used all the good luck in Wen Qing's life for her beauty and her unparalleled talent in painting. Her cold temperament makes her difficult to get close to, but who knows that the girl also has warmth in her heart and longs for friends. Desire to be protected.

When people see a person living a good life, they will always speculate from a dark perspective. When there are comments that describe a seemingly beautiful thing as disgusting, people will become a fan of negative comments. wholesale.

Just like the evil people who have done countless bad things in history, as long as they do one good thing, people will use it to whitewash the evil person. The malice of people is beyond Wen Qing's imagination.

She began to receive some harassment. Some bold boys often hinted to Wen Qing nakedly that their family was well off and they wanted to use money to get a taste of the fruit like the legendary rich man who kept this woman.

Of course, the same level of education does not mean the same pattern. Wen Qing's life experience is very simple. High-quality education and the support of her parents have created a different vision for her. She can always look at problems from a unique perspective. The so-called pattern means that people's goals and the problems they face are not in the same circle. When the time comes, those who can move firmly towards the goal have a broad pattern.

That's the case with Wen Qing. Whether it's being ostracized or even bullied by her roommates, she mostly laughs it off. Wen Qing would also sternly warn those boys who approached her with ill intentions.

Her goal is to improve her skills, learn more painting techniques, and strive to improve her beauty. She knows what she wants, and she knows how important youth is to her, so she doesn't take things that bother ordinary people to heart.

She would also show her cards, and after the communication failed, she moved out of the dormitory and lived in a private residence on the other side of the West Lake.

Wen Qing still maintains her enthusiasm and still works hard to make herself better. She wants to be the best version of herself in her best time.

Until she met the boy who was willing to protect her, Wen Qing felt that God had given her back all the good luck that he had hidden all this time. The boy is a nephew of his tutor and is a famous figure in school. He is handsome, sunny and tall.

He won honors for the group on the basketball court, and girls who liked him could fill two large studios.

It was one morning. Wen Qing had been practicing in the studio very late the day before. Instead of going back to her private house, she went to the dormitory. The roommates did not completely destroy the bedding she left in the dormitory, but some snack bags were still on it.

No one talked to Wen Qing, and no one in this dormitory wanted to pay attention to this slutty woman. Even if they created this rumor, they believed it to be true at this moment.

There was no conversation all night until Wen Qing put on her shoes the next day.

There were actually pins placed in her flat shoes, and her feet were bruised and bruised, with blood dripping from several holes, which formed a strong contrast with the white and tender skin of her ankles, which was as white as shelled eggs.

After crying out in pain, Wen Qing collapsed completely. She asked them why they refused to let her go, why it was so difficult for her to be friends with them, and why she was always willing to give and forgive them for all the harm they caused.

In order to avoid being targeted again, in order to blend into the school atmosphere.

Wen Qing threw away her high heels, stopped wearing makeup, put on old-fashioned black-framed flat glasses, stopped wearing big-name clothes, and even used her hair to cover half of her bare face when she was outside.

But they kept getting worse. Rumors spread one after another, saying that Wen Qing was tired of being played by big money and was dumped. She owed a lot of debt.

Even Wen Qing, who has a good temper and is almost weak, can no longer convince himself to forgive these people.

"I no longer expect to be friends with you, why don't you let me go?"

No one paid attention to the girl's cries. Some people numbly washed up and went out. There was even a girl who took beauty sleep and insulted Wen Qing's family and told her to get out and not affect her rest.

Limping towards the infirmary, Wen Qing's feet were swollen to the point of disrepair. There were tears in her eyes. She wanted to call her parents several times and tell them that it was so difficult here and she couldn't hold on any longer. .

In the infirmary, when Wen Qing was applying medicine and bandaging, he met Senior Yuan who had sprained his ankle while playing basketball. He was training early in the morning. He was wearing a blue basketball uniform. His sweat and warm smile seemed to be shining in Wen Qing's eyes. light.

"Hey, why are your feet so swollen like buns?"

They looked at each other for three seconds

After that, they talked a lot, so much that Wen Qing thought she had never said so much since arriving at this school.

Finally, Senior Yuan put his hand on Wen Qing's head and gently stroked her hair, like stroking a puppy:

"As long as I'm here, no one will dare to bully you in the future."