Transmigrated as Fat young missy

"Ning Junpeng, I don’t remember."

"I was a little drunk that day. My head was blurry. I can’t remember clearly!"

"Student Ning, don’t ask anymore. If you ask me again, I’ll give you the same answer. I really don’t remember what happened that day!"

Without exception, Ning Junpeng’s classmates gave the same answer. Either too much time had passed, or they were too drunk to remember anything.

Then, Ning Junpeng finally realized what was happening. His face was livid as he shouted angrily, "You bastards! How can you be drunk? You were very sober when you left! But now you’re telling me otherwise."

Those classmates’ eyes shifted as they said with a slightly guilty expression, "Student Ning, we really can’t remember anything. Please don’t question us anymore."

Ning Junpeng was so angry, "I just asked you to stand up and testify for Qin Mufeng. All of you are making excuses."

Ning Junpeng paused and looked at them suspiciously as he asked sharply, "Are you all bribed? Otherwise, how can all of you have the same excuses? Plus, I was there. None of you were drunk!"

When a few of the students heard this, their expressions became even more guilty. They straightened their necks and defended themselves, "Ning Junpeng, we’ll be clear. We were too drunk to remember anything. Leave us be. I have something to do, so I’m leaving!" Then, the others also found excuses and left. They looked somewhat guilty and embarrassed.

Ning Junpeng looked at these people with anger and helplessness. He remembered why Qin Mufeng told him not to waste his time. Qin Mufeng knew that nothing would come of this. Someone was pulling the strings. As for who, a figure gradually appeared in Ning Junpeng’s heart.

Ning Junpeng clenched his fists and returned to the school news board. However, when he arrived there, he noticed that a crowd had gathered there. A few of his classmates from that night were there. The others surrounded Qin Mufeng, and they were very angry.