Yun Shishi reached out to gently rub at the wound on her neck. A sharp gaze flew from her eyes and then, she conveniently grabbed a thick and heavy pencil case on her desk and slammed it on to the girl's face.

The pencil case was made of metal, so as it smashed on to her forehead, a layer of skin came off instantly, and blood trickled out of the skin abrasion.

Everyone was stupefied when the situation surprisingly spiraled out of control.

The ponytailed girl was in much pain and held her forehead as she retreated a few steps in discomposure. She lowered her hand and spied a trace of blood in it. Feeling the humiliating pain, her eyes turned bloodshot. Losing her composure, she grabbed a stool nearby and thrashed it at Yun Shishi in return.

Waves of shocked exclamations and discouragements echoed throughout the classroom.

Her actions were too fast to follow – let alone prevent – however, and in the blink of an eye, the stool smashed at Yun Shishi. Unable to dodge it in time, she fell to the ground from the impact of the attack.

A thunderous roar came from the door at this time.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

Looking in the direction of the voice, everyone spotted the assistant artist director, to their surprise, who was called Zheng Yun, standing at the door and appearing to be enraged. His stare locked on to the ponytailed girl holding a stool aloft. He was so infuriated that the veins on his forehead bulged.

Even more unexpected was the presence of Huanyu's top-star manager, Qin Zhou, behind him.

Beside this manager was currently, the most popular superstar, Gu Xingze.

Famous celebrities in the company would usually be invited to give a lesson as part of the training course for newcomers.

Gu Xingze had never participated in any previous training courses. Even when Ji Yanluo invited him personally, he would pass up on it as he was not interested.

However, this time, something seemed to have possessed him, for he actually requested to Qin Zhou to let him sit in for the training course.

Qin Zhou was one of the mentors for the rookie training course.

He thought to himself, This b*stard has just landed in the country after attending Milan Fashion Week, but after catching wind of Shishi being in this course, he actually requested to sit in to hear my lecture himself.

… Listen to my lecture? What a joke.

He's obviously here for a certain woman!

However, even before they reached the training room, they heard a commotion from afar, and they hurried over to know what it was.

Evidently, they bore witness to the entire scene in the room.

The ponytailed girl, who had never expected them to appear here, could only inwardly yell at herself for screwing up. She had actually forgotten where she was at, in a moment of anger!

"What are you doing?!" Zheng Yun took a step forward. He was about to lash out at her when a light breeze passed him.

Regaining their senses, they watched Gu Xingze come up to Yun Shishi in complete distraught. He slightly stooped forward and held her wrist as his heart ached for her.

She instinctively stretched her arm out to defend herself the instant the girl swung the stool at her. A deep bruise then blossomed on her fair arm.

His eyes could not hide his concern at all. He carefully touched her bruised arm, and she squeezed her brows in response; she was obviously withstanding the pain by herself.

"Is it painful?" he asked nervously.

She shook her head and, through her gritted teeth, she answered, "It isn't painful."

"You're still denying it?" He knew her personality. No matter how painful something was, she would bear it at all costs.

Spying the beads of cold sweat on her forehead, he abruptly lifted his gaze and his distant eyes flashed a dangerous glint. "Who hurt her?"

There was a mysterious silence within the room.

It was so silent it felt suffocating.