The student council president was named Ye Lingyun, a distant relative of the Ye family, who was old enough to be Ye Fengxing's grandfather based on seniority. At school, he was both the campus heartthrob and the campus bully; no one dared to provoke him.
Ye Lingyun didn't even look at Tang Xiaomin.
"What performance are you doing?"
Tang Xiaomin's lips curved into a smile. "Hand-chopping bricks."
...
Hearing this, Ye Lingyun turned his head to glance at Tang Xiaomin, just a glance.
He thought, is she here to be funny? A girl, hand-chopping bricks? Is she crazy?
"Heh heh..."
"Haha...!"
The student council members around Ye Lingyun were amused by Tang Xiaomin's words, erupting into laughter.
Liu Feng sneered, "This is a school anniversary performance. What's the point of you performing hand-chopping bricks? Your class is too perfunctory."
That was right, Tang Xiaomin was being perfunctory. She didn't want to come in the first place anyway.
"I want to perform hand-chopping bricks."
She decided to show her fist first, so that some small fry wouldn't think she was easy to bully and come looking for trouble.
Even though she was good at fighting, if she lost control and killed someone, she'd become a murderer, which wouldn't do.
Seeing Tang Xiaomin's persistence, Liu Feng intended to make things difficult for her.
"Classmate Tang Xiaomin, you're representing Class Nine. Your perfunctory attitude towards the school's anniversary activities will definitely result in a demerit!"
A demerit?
She was getting a demerit just like that? It was clear they thought she was easy to bully and were threatening her.
Tang Xiaomin sneered, "Who says I'm being perfunctory? I'll definitely give it my all when I chop bricks later and perform well."
"Heh heh... Good! I'll have someone fetch you some bricks right away. If you can't chop them, this demerit is yours for sure!"
Liu Feng, relying on his family's influence and having heard that Tang Xiaomin was not favored in the Tang family, was ruthless in bullying others.
He had a secret crush on Tang Yiyi and had heard that Tang Xiaomin had caused Tang Yiyi a lot of trouble in the Tang family. He wanted to vent Tang Yiyi's anger.
Liu Feng was quick. He had someone find twenty bricks, stacked them neatly between two chairs, reaching a height of over a meter.
Liu Feng picked up the microphone and announced on stage, "The next performance is by Class Nine's classmate Tang Xiaomin. Her performance is hand-chopping bricks. These are the twenty bricks neatly stacked beside me. She will chop them in one go. Please welcome her."
Hahahaha...
The audience burst into uproarious laughter, doubling over with mirth.
"Haha, what kind of bizarre act is this, hand-chopping bricks? Is she out of her mind?"
"You're right. I heard she's not mentally sound, that she's crazy."
"I knew it. No normal person would do something like this."
"Her bragging knows no bounds. Hand-chopping bricks? The bricks are more likely to chop her."
"This is hilarious, hurry up and get off the stage!"
"Get off!"
"Get off!"
...
The uniform and loud shouts of dismissal, like artillery fire, bombarded Tang Xiaomin alone.
She, who had never been to school before, was being shelled like this by everyone just for performing hand-chopping bricks, as if she had become the public enemy of the entire school.
Tang Xiaomin stood on the stage, feeling all the malice in this world.
Anger blazed.
The wickedness of humanity was fully displayed at this moment. Looking at the crowd below, she felt as if she had returned to the underworld, and the people below were like vengeful spirits, wailing incessantly.
Liu Feng urged, "Tang Xiaomin, didn't you say you were going to chop the bricks seriously?"
"Let me tell you, if you can't break these twenty bricks in one go, I will definitely recommend the teachers give you a demerit. You said you weren't being perfunctory, so hurry up."
A sinister smile curled on Liu Feng's lips.
He was certain that Tang Xiaomin wouldn't be able to break twenty bricks and was determined to torment her.
Tang Xiaomin retorted, "Haste makes waste, don't be impatient."
"Hurry up, other classes need to rehearse, we don't have time to waste with you."
Amidst the barrage of shouts demanding she get off the stage, Tang Xiaomin slowly walked towards the twenty bricks.
She gently rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair, slender arms.
Looking at the stack of bricks, which was over a meter high, Tang Xiaomin hesitated not at all. With a hand chop, she struck down!
Bang!
A deafening sound, and dust billowed up from the stage.
The stack of bricks in front of Tang Xiaomin was gone, and so were the two chairs supporting them.
At this spot, where Tang Xiaomin stood, a large pit appeared.
The bricks, along with the stools, were sent crashing beneath the stage by her single hand chop, destroying the stage itself.
The entire audience fell silent, wondering what had just happened.
Why was there a hole on the stage?
Could such destructive power really come from Tang Xiaomin's small frame?
Indeed, in human interactions, strength was always the foundation of mutual respect, and dignity was only found on the tip of a sword.
Seeing that everyone had fallen silent, Tang Xiaomin dusted off her hands.
"How was my performance?"
Disbelief flickered in Liu Feng's eyes.
"You..."
"You damaged the stage, Tang Xiaomin, you damaged the stage... How will the subsequent classes rehearse?"
That was not Tang Xiaomin's concern.
"My rehearsal is over, I'm leaving."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tang Xiaomin, having damaged the stage, intended to leave.
Watching her retreating back, Liu Feng felt very displeased.
Perhaps seeing Tang Xiaomin's astonishing burst of power, he dared not continue to make things difficult for her and let her walk away.
The destruction of the stage interrupted everyone's excitement, leading to dissatisfaction among many students.
"Tang Xiaomin ruined the stage, what about us who haven't rehearsed?"
"Exactly, it's too much that she just walked away after damaging it."
"She thinks she's so great just because she can chop bricks. She's showing us who's boss."
"That's right, we can't let her off easily, we need to teach her a lesson!"
...
What Tang Xiaomin didn't know was that instead of being intimidated by her forceful display, these students' rebellious spirit was ignited, and they all wanted to teach her a lesson.
Tang Xiaomin opened her locker, took out her bag. Every student had a locker to store their belongings.
When she opened it, a red card was hanging inside, with a character 'y' on it.
Tang Xiaomin took down the card, assuming it was a classmate's prank, and threw it on the ground.
Crack!
Crack!
The surrounding classmates took out their phones to photograph Tang Xiaomin, looking at her with strange expressions, and then selectively moved far away from her.
The matter of the red card flashed through Tang Xiaomin's mind. She remembered that in her previous life, a red card had appeared in her locker once.
From that day on, people at school incessantly pranked her.