The new poster in the bulletin board is none other than Wu Yongjian’s iconic half-body picture, where he’s resting his chin with a melancholic and weathered look. But now, there’s a slender woman’s silhouette added behind him, the actress he recommended for the lead role in "Chang Er," Meng Xiaoer.

The ones hobbling while supporting each other, directing the poster change, are indeed the older schoolmates who previously bragged, made a fool of themselves, and got nailed in the butt while on campus paths.

"Looks like they failed to pin the poster on the maple tree earlier, so they’re here to promote for their star right in the classroom, huh. Tsk, tsk, Sis, you’re right, these people just keep taking over..." Xi Rubao lamented.

"Who’s being sour here?"

Just as Xi Rubao finished speaking, the older schoolmates on the platform interrupted. Angry from the earlier campus fiasco, they disdainfully said, "Jealous of our Mr. Wu’s fame, right? The rule in the star circle is whoever’s popular takes the spotlight. Disapprove? You still gotta bow down!"

Ha, trying to defend themselves, huh?

Xi Rubao couldn’t hold back, slapped the table and sneered, "As per rules, the classroom bulletin board changes once a week. Our Qian Man’s poster has only been up there for two days, why can you change it at will? Take it down!"

The older schoolmates clearly knew they were at fault, momentarily forgotten about this campus rule. But having posted it already, how could they possibly want to relent and remove it? Their faces flushed red, deadlocked on the platform.

At this moment, a girl in the front row stood up, tossed her freshly curled hair, strutted to the platform with swagger, pasted Wu Yongjian’s poster on again with glue.

Not stopping there, she snatched the poster of Wu Qianman that the schoolmates had just ripped off, tore it into pieces, bundled it up, and threw it into the trash can beside the platform—

"Talking about campus rules, huh? According to the rules, trash can’t be thrown anywhere, it belongs in the bin!"

Staking her stance in what she believed was a chic way, this girl provocatively looked at Xi Rubao.

The older schoolmates behind were delighted and smiling at the strong support from the unexpected junior, "Exactly, exactly, washed-up minor actors only deserve the trash can!"

"Chu Qiaoen!" Xi Rubao was practically exploding with anger.

A real troublemaker messing things up!

"Forget it, Bao Er, it’s just a poster..." Wu Qianman gently tugged at her sleeve.

"This is not just a poster, it’s insulting you! I can’t take it!" Xi Rubao was truly about to explode.

"Xi Rubao, come on then, if you want to fight me, I’m game, let’s brawl in the classroom. I want to see if your mom can still protect you, can you still keep your stolen second place from military training!" Chu Qiaoen mocked provocatively.

Having suffered losses last time in the corridor fight, she had long wanted to get revenge. Today, with campus surveillance and witnesses, Xi Rubao wouldn’t dare come up and fight, she’d surely end up worse off than Chu Qiaoen, losing more.

Seeing Xi Rubao about to be provoked into action, suddenly, the classroom’s row of glass windows were gustily blown open by the autumn wind, "wham, wham, wham."

The older schoolmates, who just experienced the autumn wind’s might, shrieked and retreated instantly, instinctively covering their rears, fearing being thrown into chaos again.

Chu Qiaoen scoffed, "What’s there to panic about..."

Before she could finish, the violent wind tore the freshly pasted poster off the wall, "whizz" and sweeped it, coincidentally, smacking right into Chu Qiaoen’s face!

"Who? Who ambushed me!"

Only then did Chu Qiaoen start to panic, flustered and hurried.

Yet, inexplicably, her feet smeared with glue, she slid and kneeled on the ground with a "pfft."

Near the desk, Zuzi leaned lazily against the chair back, squinting her eyes, "Bao Er, who was it just now saying that even if disagreeing, one still has to kneel?"