Pill Maker Bullies The Boss

Why Sign Up For The Contest

“Yes.” Lisa answered. She had already moved on from the question of who signed up on her behalf.

Yuna blinked. Though she did not believe that Sister Big Shot did not get admission in the school through connections, she didn’t think her academic records were that outstanding.

The other participants for the contest were basically the top 10 students from different classes. Sister Big Shot’s name on the list was like a drop of poison in a tun of wine. No matter how good she was, the straight-A students would steal all her thunder.

“Are you up for this, Sister Big Shot? This contest is not a joke. Do you know how many people are waiting to see you embarrass yourself?” Yuna tried to talk Lisa out of it.

After all, quitting now was less humiliating than to fail the first preliminary contest.

Maybe Yuna had been nagging her for so long that Lisa eventually opened her eyes. She put her hand on the edge of her desk to pull herself up, and slowly moved in closer to Yuna in a somewhat aggressive manner.

Her eyes were sparkling, and her voice was magnetic. “Do not ever ask people if they are up to something.”

Sister Big Shot’s face was right under Yuna’s nose. The latter could see every expression on the former’s amorous, exquisite face. Lisa’s voice sounded ambiguous and enchanting.

Yuna felt as if her heart was about to leap out from her throat, and she could not do anything about it.

Under Lisa’s gaze, Yuna covered her face with her hands and moved back to her seat. “Well, Sister Big Shot, don’t look at me with your seducing eyes next time. I am afraid you are going to turn me gay.”

If she did turn gay, she would never hear the end of it from her parents.

Lisa chuckled. Finally, she had freed herself from Yuna’s never-ending nagging. She bent over her desk again and even covered her head with the chemistry textbook.

Sitting next to her, all Yuna could say was, “!!!!”

Sister Big Shot, you would lose all your friends this way!

**

In the meanwhile.

“Eunha, do you know how overly arrogant that Lisa is?” Chang Yingying was dying to share her gossip with Eunha who was doing her test paper, quietly.

Eunha stopped writing and put her pen down. “What?”

She looked at Chang Yingying, baffled.

“She has signed up for the National Quiz Contest. Can you believe it?” Chang Yingying could not hide the excitement and sarcasm in her voice.

“I wonder who gave her the courage. So many people are waiting to see her fail.”

Eunha raised her pretty eyebrows, tilted her head, and gave a reasonable answer. “Anyone can sign up for the contest. Why would anyone laugh at her?”

“You don’t know this. People are saying that she used money to exert some influence to get into our school. How dare she sign up for the contest with her sorry scores? Don’t you think this is ridiculous?” Chang Yingying sneered.

Eunha fell silent for a few seconds before she turned to Chang Yingying again. “Yingying, the rumor that Lisa pulled strings to come here was not spread by you, was it?”

Chang Yingying evaded her looks, feeling a bit guilty. However, she sounded confident. “No. I would never do that.”

Eunha put on a soft smile. “I am glad that it wasn’t you. Anyways, Lisa is my sister. No matter how bad her scores are, I don’t want to see people discussing her or laughing at her.”