Rebirth To Be The Revenge Queen

Chapter 67

Selena’s words were like a thunderclap in everyone’s ears.

Not to mention the group of students, even the president of the student council was stumped in place.

He pursed his lips, his gaze deep as he gazed at Selena, “Do you know what will happen if you call the

police?”

Selena was smiling, but her tone was light.

“School violence is a section that has been severely cracked down on in recent years and is extremely

hot. When news of me calling the police gets out, journalists throughout Creephia will be shocked by it,

and then the incident of vicious school violence at Creephia University will be on the hot seat and a

national sensation.”

“If it gets any bigger, this incident will become a negative example for major schools and will be spread

by word of mouth, the students of this class, you, the teachers, even the headmaster, the board, will be

thrust into the limelight and face the verbal condemnation of the entire community.”

“At this time, it is just at the beginning of the enrollment season, and it will have a negative impact on

the enrollment of Creephia University this year, and even in the next several years. If the nature is

rendered worse, Creephia University will be thrown behind Olnrith University, with which it is ranked,

and within the next ten years, it will be trampled by Olnrith University!”

“In order to reduce the impact, every student involved in this incident will be punished with

unprecedented severity, they are all adults, expulsion from school is the lightest punishment, the most

serious, will definitely go to jail.”

“Their youth will be ruined, left far behind by their peers, in this life, may never get up again.”

With every word she said, the group of students’ faces turned pale.

By the end, everyone was frozen, looking at Selena with eyes that had become vaguely frightened.

The president of the student council stared into her eyes, “Even so, you’re choosing to call the police?”

He swept a glance at the group of ashen-faced students, “You know full well that calling the police

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Selena smiled and looked down at her hand, her tone was light, “Senior, have you ever tried being

treated with cold violence?”

The president froze and his lips pursed even tighter.

He was a good-looking man, with excellent grades and an extremely good family background, he grew

up as a star-studded existence, naturally, he had no taste of it.

“The whole class of fifty students obviously see you, yet everyone has to pretend they don’t see you,

like you’re just a ball of air. Have you ever tasted what it’s like to be ignored?”

“Your books had to be carried home every time or they were sure to be in the trash the next day, your

stool would be covered in glue from time to time, and the moment you made a scene of

embarrassment would be greeted with laughter from the entire classroom, or you wouldn’t be able to

find your stool.”

“When the teacher sees you standing there in class, she won’t even ask you why you don’t have a

stool, she’ll just coldly lecture you and tell you to just stand in class.”

“No one ever informs you for class events, the whole class of teachers and students who don’t seem to

have you as a person except for the thankless things they throw at you all in one fell swoop.”

“Then will deliberately lock the door after you’re done and leave you in a cold, dark classroom all night,

only to be confronted the next day with a smugly arrogantly glib explanation that I’m sorry I forgot you

were still in the classroom.” “You get caught cheating and framing another person for cheating, no one

will give you any chance to explain yourself, the teachers and those so-called fellow students will just

use that hideous mouth to insult you as a shameless, cheating person and spread the charge

throughout the school so that everyone mentions your name with subconscious disgust. “They may

even be vicious enough to call the company where you work and tell your colleagues and your top boss

that you cheated at school. Have you ever tasted this?”

Everyone listened in awe.

They stared in awe at this beautiful young girl.

She lifted her head and smiled slightly, a light seemed to flicker in her eyes, and her bright face had a

bitter sadness in this

moment.

“Who are you to stop me from calling the police, if you have not tasted and experienced it?”

“This school, the teachers here, everything here, hasn’t given me a single gift, I don’t owe anyone

anything, and why shoul

I care about them and choose to continue to condemn myself? This group of people-”