Chapter 2 Campus Bully 2
At a birthday party, a guest stole the spotlight from the host, but the owner endured it.
An Xiyan didn't know that the lack of brains was not intentional, so she sent a vase as a gift. One look and you can tell that the shoddy street stall goods are worth no more than thirty yuan. Didn't you mock her as a vase? And the quality is very poor.
This body owner also endured it.
After all, An Xiyan said that her family was poor, and this vase was her mother's relic. Anyway, the body owner does not lack this gift!
But before she could get it, the vase with a red plastic ribbon tied around the mouth fell from An Xiyan's hand and broke into pieces in front of everyone.
Smashing something at a birthday party is a bad thing. Before the body owner was angry, An Xiyan started to cry.
The pitiful look in her eyes made the four school girls unanimously accuse her. Even if she didn't like the vase, she couldn't smash it. It was still a relic of Xiao Baihua's mother. It’s not about the price, it’s about the thoughtfulness. Soft and hard, all kinds of words, making the owner really speechless.
On her birthday, the other party gave her a broken vase and broke it in front of everyone. He also accused her of being arrogant about her wealth and looking down on the poor. A wonderful birthday was completely ruined!
Li Qingyu was originally a future Bai Fumei with good academic performance, but her reputation plummeted and she became synonymous with a coquettish and rich girl.
It's really hard to say. Is it possible to release the surveillance video from that time to prove that the vase was not dropped by himself? If you really do this, you will be looked down upon again. It’s true that the protagonist is right about everything and the supporting actress is wrong about everything.
Xining almost laughed: "It happened a month ago. Am I that stingy?"
An Xiyan's tears suddenly fell like dropped pearls, big drops falling: "Sister Qingyu, I really didn't mean it. I don't know why it happened like this at the time. I just wanted to make you happy. ”
Xining...
Didn't you hear what she said? It's almost like Chen Guzi rotting sesame seeds, and you still bring it up to make excuses. And does this mean that she is so stingy?
"Li Qingyu!" A furious voice resounded throughout the classroom, and a strong and handsome man was seen striding in from the classroom door.
From the memory, this fiery temper, and the tight chestnut flesh, he should be the prince of Taekwondo, Wang Zilong.
Wang Zilong stood in front of him and pointed at Xining's nose unceremoniously: "Why are you bullying Xiyan again? She is already so pitiful. Her parents are gone, and you still bully her. Do you have any sympathy?"
Xining...
"It's none of Sister Qingyu's business, I know she is still angry with me. I..." An Xiyan simply lay on the table and started sobbing, her shoulders shaking slightly, she was crying so sadly.
Xining...
After talking for a long time, it still seemed like she had bullied An Xiyan.
"Listen, if you bully Xi Yan again, I will be rude to you!" Wang Zilong clenched his fists, and his strong finger joints made a series of crackling sounds.
The corner of Xi Ning's mouth twitched slightly and stood up. I can't afford to offend or hide, so I just hide.
Walking to the door, leaning against the door, the handsome guy with a cold face spoke, his words were colder than the ice on his face: "Is it fun to bully an orphan girl?"
It should be Leng Mian Bingshan Leng Heming. These guys are in different classes. Why do they run here after class?
It’s such an injustice, it’s so unfair, even more unfair than Dou E! Xining couldn't help it anymore: "Which of your eyes saw me bullying her? I can't even hide from such tears."
Leng Heming responded with a cold "hum". Anyway, this attitude confirmed her crime of bullying the orphan girl. Her chest felt tight after a breath, and Xining looked back. Wang Zilong changed his aggressive look just now and comforted An Xiyan, who was in tears.
"She has been greatly bullied. Why don't you go and comfort her? Cuckolding is a popular trend these days. People like to get involved with women who have boyfriends." You can say how disgusting you are, everyone is disgusted and disgusted together.
Leng Heming still answered with a cold "hum", as if the word he used most in his life was probably "hum". If you don't have to make this nasal sound several times a day with your tall nose, you can't prove that he is iceberg and cool. Be careful of chronic rhinitis!
Walking to a window, the wind blew over, making Xi Ning calm down a little.
But my heart was still filled with panic. No wonder one of the mission requirements was to bully An Xiyan. She really doesn't eat mutton and is so sexy. If that's the case, then bully her. You must bully her, otherwise you won't be able to spit it out or swallow it in one breath.
Xining did not return to the classroom until the bell rang, and Wang Zilong came out and deliberately bumped into her. Even though Xining avoided it, she was still pushed against the door frame, and she heard a soft "click". My shoulder hurt from the impact.
Damn it, what is this?
Xining's eyes almost turned black from the pain, but he didn't dare to fall down. The body owner fell to the ground like this before, but An Xiyan ran over, looking very concerned, but stepped on the body owner's hand, causing the body owner even more pain.
An Xiyan burst into tears when she found out that she had stepped on her hand. Everyone forgave her and thought she was unintentional. The halo of this heroine is so powerful that everyone is selectively blind.
"Sister Qingyu!" Sure enough, An Xiyan ran over.
Can't fall! Xining forced himself to hold himself up, otherwise his hands would be red and swollen from being stepped on, and it would take a week to heal.
"Get out!" Xining couldn't hold it in any longer. After scolding, he supported the wall with his other arm.
"Sister Qingyu!" Sure enough, tears were welling up in her eyes again, and she stood nearby with a look of grievance and innocence.
The English teacher came over and saw this: "What's wrong?"
Xining held his injured shoulder, which collapsed. According to the previous plot and the current situation, it had been dislocated. She endured the pain: "I accidentally fell. I have to go to the infirmary."
Seeing that her face turned pale and cold sweat broke out on her forehead, the English teacher said: "Then let An Xiyan take you there!"
Damn, do you think she lived too long? If An Xiyan was sending her there, there's no telling what trouble would have occurred on the way.
Xining shook his head: "No, An Xiyan's English is very poor. It cannot affect her study. I can do it myself."
In the English class here, the entire class is in English. In the future, business elites, rich and handsome, and rich and beautiful will do business internationally, so they will naturally need proficient English.
For students who have been teaching English since childhood, often travel abroad, and whose families have companies overseas, this will naturally be no problem. An Xiyan, who had no resources and no money to take extra classes outside, was naturally poor at English and was at the bottom of the class in every exam.
After hearing this, the English teacher also agreed. After all, academic performance affects every teacher's assessment: "Then go on your own and be careful on the way. An Xiyan returned to her seat and started class."
Xining glanced at An Xiyan and burst into tears when she heard that her English was poor. She turned around and left, hoping that the English teacher would ask her to answer a few more questions during class. She needed to improve her poor grades and take more care of her.
(End of chapter)