Two days later, the arts and sciences were officially divided.

Although Jiang Xiaokui and Jing Pengze both chose science, they were not assigned to the same class, but Zhuang Ziping and Jiang Xiaokui were assigned to the same class.

When looking at the list of members of the new class, Jiang Xiaokui's eyes fell on the three words Zhuang Ziping, and his heart was cold.

Such an unlucky event, which is not a big probability, was encountered by her after all.

Later, when they actually met in the new class, Zhuang Ziping knocked on her table and said to her, "We met again, it seems that we are very destined." ”

She didn't raise her head, just stared at the notebook on her desktop in confusion, and the words in her eyes turned into meaningless symbols.

She had some bad premonitions in her heart for the days ahead.

And then the bad days really began.

Although Zhuang Ziping has bad grades and bad character, he has a pleasing face, and he is very good at playing treasures, obviously the most popular type of person in the boring high school life, and sure enough, he is very popular with his classmates in this new class.

He intentionally or unintentionally spread some negative rumors about Jiang Xiaokui among his classmates, and Jiang Xiaokui, who was not very good at dealing with people, soon became a marginal figure in the class.

Jiang Xiaokui didn't have any specific playmates before the arts and sciences class, but at that time, everyone knew that there would be another class in the future, so no one deliberately maintained a very stable friend relationship with anyone, and Jiang Xiaokui was not surprising. And most of the people in the class at that time were very kind to her, even if there were no close people, they wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

There is another thing that Jiang Xiaokui is not very willing to admit, that is, there was Jing Pengze in the former class. It's strange that she has always claimed that she doesn't know him well, and she still feels a sense of security when she can see him.

Maybe it's because in a sense, they grew up together.

If it's just being marginalized, Jiang Xiaokui doesn't feel that she is a person who needs to be socialized very much, and if no one pays attention to her, then she can study with peace of mind, which is good. But obviously, Zhuang Ziping's revenge on her will not stop there - it may be inappropriate to say that it is revenge, he is no longer angry about that Saturday's incident, but more about feeling the pleasure of leading a bully of a girl who has no power to fight back, and this is not an ordinary girl, she is the child of a big star.

Early that morning, Jiang Xiaokui, who had just returned to class after breakfast, was blocked at the door by several classmates.

The girl at the head looked up with an inexplicable arrogance, almost looking at her with her nostrils, "You, learn us a few pig meows, otherwise don't want to go in." ”

As soon as she said this, several other classmates laughed.

- Most of the bullying of one side against the other in my student days seems to be like this. Bullies are human beings, and they all know that they are afraid of being reprimanded by teachers and parents for causing trouble, so there is rarely violence in the real sense, and some are just insults that are endlessly piled up with small pieces of time. Psychologically strong adults may have long disdained those little tricks, but for children at that age, being isolated, unsocial, and ridiculed is a fatal thing.

Jiang Xiaokui stared at them blankly, she could be sure that she had never offended them in any way. It had only been a short time since the liberal arts and sciences were classified, and one of the girls standing in front of her couldn't even be named.

Even such a person who has nothing to do with each other would stand up and bully her?

"Hurry up, are you yelling?!" the girl began to urge.

Jiang Xiaokui was startled and gave a very weak answer, "I...... No. ”

They laughed again, then reached out and shoved her out the door, "Then don't come in!

Jiang Xiaokui wanted to say that she still had homework to finish - they had a lot of homework, and now they didn't read early, so they changed to morning class, and morning class is a large-scale make-up homework time. But thinking that once they said it, they wouldn't let her in, so she didn't say it.

The door of the classroom slammed shut in front of Jiang Xiaokui, and the wind that brought it up blew the broken hair on her sideburns to move. She stood in front of the door for a moment, then walked away, and stood in front of a window in the hallway.

Downstairs, Zhuang Ziping and they were still playing, Jiang Xiaokui looked away in disgust, and was afraid that Zhuang Ziping would see her in a trance, so she simply turned her back to the window.

She began to blame herself, blaming herself for wanting to give up because of a little pressure in the first place, why she wanted to get close to Zhuang Ziping for no reason.

This was the umpteenth time in this time that she had blamed herself.

Sure enough, most of people's perception of pain is only limited to the present, and she only feels the pain of being isolated and bullied, she forgot that a while ago she even said that she was also suffering from the pressure in the previous years, and that feeling really made her breathless, so she wanted to escape into another life.

But apparently, she was looking in the wrong direction.

People like Zhuang Ziping will not be her salvation, no one is anyone's salvation, but there are many people who can become the abyss of others.

"Jiang Xiaokui?" Jing Pengze, who came from the other side of the corridor, noticed her standing by the window, he called out to her, and asked her a little puzzled, "Why are you standing here without going back to the classroom?"

"It's nothing, let it go. ”

Jing Pengze raised his eyebrows, "Although I am not in the same class now, I am still the general disciplinary committee member of the senior department, and you can always come to me if you need any help." ”

Jiang Xiaokui gave a vague "um", and then said that she was going to the bathroom, and left first.

She remembered that Jing Pengze had always given her these helps, both openly and secretly, because he had been a member of the class committee and school committee all the way from junior high school to the present, and he always used an identity that seemed very suitable to help her.

But in reality, he rarely does the same to others.

Jiang Xiaokui didn't know if she really didn't realize that Jing Pengze took extra care of her before, or was worried that she would be embarrassed and uncomfortable if she said it, so she kept pretending to be fine. After pretending to be in that state for a long time, it seems that she is gradually taking everything for granted.

It's like he's really just a class committee member who likes to help others.

Because she was afraid of meeting someone from her former class in the corridor again, and afraid of the warmth they gave, Jiang Xiaokui hid in the bathroom until the bell rang for the first class.

Dragging her body towards the class, she felt that every step of the way was so heavy.

I want to run away again.

I really want to escape.

She reached out and pushed open the door to the class.

This time the teacher was already in the class, so no one would keep her in the house again.

The teacher saw her come in and asked, "Jiang Xiaokui, you didn't hand in your homework, did you?"

- The teacher of the first class happened to be the teacher of the subject she didn't finish, and she didn't have time to make up for it in the morning class, and now she can't help it.

Jiang Xiaokui lowered her head and responded.

"Why didn't you pay it?"

"I didn't finish it. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito, but the teacher was still furious.

"How long has it been since you started to stop doing your homework, is it because I'm a bully as a new teacher?" he waved his hand, "You go and stand at the back of the classroom." ”