There was a long pause.

Song Jiaren put down the photo. She saw that it was already ten at night. Thinking that she still had to wake up early the next day to attend the sports meet, she washed up and went to bed.

The next day, Song Jiaren arrived at school early. Mo Jia and Ivy were waiting for her at the school gate.

The music from the school field was very cheerful, but they weren’t happy at all.

Song Jiaren asked, “It’s a sports meet today. Why are you two waiting for me here? You look terrible. Are you sick?”

Mo Jia swung her crossbody bag and said angrily, “Liu Meifeng is so detestable! She marked on both Ivy’s record and my record. My dad will definitely hit me if he finds out.”

Ivy nodded and grimaced. “Yeah. And it will have an effect on us finding jobs in the future.”

Song Jiaren frowned and pulled them towards Liu Meifeng’s office. Liu Meifeng punished Mo Jia and Ivy because of her. She couldn’t stand this kind of thing!

Song Jiaren kicked open the office door. Liu Meifeng was putting on lipstick while facing the mirror on the table. When she heard the door being kicked, she was so scared that she accidentally applied the lipstick on one side of her face. It looked extremely comical.

Mo Jia couldn’t help but laugh out loud when she saw Liu Meifeng’s appearance, and her anger subsided by more than half. Ivy also covered her mouth and giggled behind Song Jiaren.

Liu Meifeng covered half of her face, which was covered in lipstick, and said angrily, “What else do you want besides kicking the door? Do you want to beat up a teacher? If you don’t want it to go on your record, get out quickly.”

Song Jiaren walked straight to her and sneered. “I don’t dare to hit Mr. Liu, but I can easily destroy your face.”

Song Jiaren exuded a murderous aura, and Liu Meifeng couldn’t resist it at all.

A hint of fear appeared in Liu Meifeng’s eyes, but she quickly hid it. Song Jiaren was just a student, and she only knew how to say things to scare people. She said disdainfully, “Do you have the ability to?”

Song Jiaren took out a silver needle and quickly inserted it into an acupuncture point on her body. Liu Meifeng started to scratch her body non-stop. She said anxiously, “It itches.”

In less than five minutes, she had already been scratched dozens of times.

Song Jiaren, who had seen enough of her performance while sitting in her chair, said coldly, “Mr. Liu, if you don’t erase the warning on Mo Jia and Ivy’s records, this will continue. No one can save you.” “I’ll erase it! I’ll erase it immediately!” Liu Meifeng looked at her with fear in her eyes and quickly agreed to Song Jiaren. Her face burned with pain. Could she have been disfigured?

Song Jiaren pulled out the silver needle and looked at Liu Meifeng, who was lying on the ground. She whispered into Liu Meifeng’s ear, “Teacher Liu, you better keep your word. Otherwise, you can imagine the consequences. It will be even worse than today’s punishment!”

Liu Meifeng quickly nodded. As she watched Song Jiaren leave, her eyes revealed a vicious expression. She suddenly thought of something and quickly looked at the mirror. In the mirror, she saw the few bloodstains on her face and shouted angrily, “Song Jiaren!”

Mo Jia looked at Song Jiaren in admiration and said excitedly, “Jiaren, you’re so awesome! What did you just do? Why did Liu Meifeng become like that?”

Song Jiaren smiled and said, “I learned a medical acupuncture technique on my own. You have to help me keep it a secret.”

Ivy patted her chest. “Don’t worry, we definitely won’t tell anyone.”

At this moment, the voice of Song Jiaren’s class’ sports representative sounded on the radio. “Song Jiaren, Song Jiaren, the 10,000-meter long-distance race is about to begin. Please come to the school field immediately.”