I smiled gently and said, "Next, let's welcome my roommate Leila to perform a song for us. Let's give her a big round of applause!"
Leila stiffened, her eyes blazing with anger at me.
She clearly hadn't expected me to counterattack on the spot.
She bit her lip and looked at me pitifully. "Thea, my throat has been sore and I can't sing. You know that. Are you trying to make things difficult for me because I didn't pour water for you in the dorm?"
Emilia stood up, her voice clear and melodious as she said, "If everyone wants to hear someone sing, let me substitute for Leila!"
...
Her pretty face and kind demeanor earned her a lot of praise.
This also made it seem like I was being petty about Leila.
I decided to mimic Leila's emotional display.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
Then I said, "I know you look down on poor people, but there's no need to fabricate stories.
"So what if I'm poor? It doesn't affect you, does it?
"I may be poor, but I also have dignity. You can't trample on that!"
As a result, the three of us became the talk of the student forum.
The post detailed the incident, and the comments were split into three groups.