Chapter 298: Self-inflicted
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At around 7 o'clock in the morning, Lin Miao sat on the back seat of Xu Fengfan's bicycle with a drowsy face and yawned heavily.
After the piano lesson in the Children's Palace last night, he took Jiang Ping to buy a set of clothes that were exactly the same as those worn by Xiaoxiao. Jiang Ping always thought that it was Lin Miao who hooked up with the little girl to run around, which led to the kidnapping case last time, so she felt ashamed, so she agreed quite simply. It's just a hundred dollars, and I don't hesitate to say that I will pay it.
But the problem is that after buying clothes, Lin Miao found that there was actually a computer store on Xicheng Street, and then when he went in to take a look, he unexpectedly got a set of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" that had just come out.
So Lin Miao, who hadn't had pure entertainment for a long time, almost couldn't stop after she went home and installed the game.
Advancing the plot to Shilipo in one breath, playing until early 11 o'clock, seeing that Xiaoxiao was already asleep, Lin Miao turned off the machine with a sense of guilt and tiptoed out.
After washing, he collapsed on the bed in the storage room, and it was already half past eleven. Then as soon as her eyes closed, Lin Miao only felt that time seemed to be clockwork by some evil force, and when she opened her eyes again, the alarm clock was already pointing to half past six in the morning. For Lin Miao, who has long been accustomed to sleeping at least 9 hours a day, the intensity of staying up late this time is really a bit big.
"If you come here a few more times, it is estimated that the pituitary gland will have a disorder in the secretion of growth hormone. The great cause of this life has not been accomplished, and the widow can't fall so early, so this little broken game will be played until Shilipo for the time being. In the future, I will satisfy my hunger for a maximum of half an hour a day, and see if I can achieve the Shilipo Sword God achievement before graduating from junior high school......" Lin Miao muttered in her heart, and after a while, she arrived at school.
Today's No. 4 Middle School campus is slightly more lively than yesterday.
The students in the second class of junior high school upstairs also started school.
Lin Miao walked into the classroom in a daze, most of the people in the classroom were already seated, but Zhuang Jiajia, who was at the same table, had not yet come. As soon as Lin Miao sat down, Zhang Xueru ran over with buns and milk, occupied Zhuang Jiajia's seat, and talked to the listless Lin Miao: "You look very weak today, what did you do last night?"
Lin Miao stared at the blackboard with a dull expression, and sang angrily: "Don't ask, don't say, everything is in ...... words."
"Don't say it, it's a fart! If you stay up late at such a young age, be careful that you won't grow tall!" Zhang Xueru took a bite of the bun.
Lin Miao turned her head and glanced at her.
Zhang Xueru didn't care, and asked with a mouth full of buns, "Have you eaten breakfast?"
Lin Miao nodded.
"Then do you want to drink milk again to sober up?" Zhang Xueru handed the milk to Lin Miao's mouth.
As soon as Lin Miao heard these words that teased the female nerves, she instantly sobered up for three points.
The corners of his mouth curled, and he was about to give Zhang Xueru a five-star praise, but a stern voice sounded at the door of the classroom.
"Do you want face? Girls, why don't they have any shame?!" Song Jiaqian walked up to Lin Miao and Zhang Xueru with a straight face, stared at Zhang Xueru condescendingly, and scolded sharply.
The atmosphere in the class, which was originally good, instantly cooled down. Xu Fengfan shrank his neck very interestingly, opened the textbook and pretended to be diligent. Liu Shaofeng and Zhu Peici, several honest children, all looked at Song Jiaqian in a daze, and they didn't know what to do.
Zhang Xueru's grievances yesterday have not been digested, and she was scolded again before class early in the morning, her mentality could no longer be strained, her eyes were red, and the buns and milk in her hands had not been put down, so she lay on the table and cried.
"You have to cry back to your seat and cry, don't affect other students' learning. Wait a minute, I'm going to report the dictation, you hurry up and finish crying for me, don't blame me if you can't keep up with the progress. Song Jiaqian not only did not have the slightest intention of restraint, but added fuel to the fire.
Lin Miao couldn't help but look up at Song Jiaqian, and her heart was a little angry.
Such a pen, don't you get rid of it and keep it for the New Year?
Song Jiaqian just turned around and didn't notice Lin Miao's eyes. She walked up to the podium, frowned, looked up at her watch, and continued to say in her hard tone: "I don't care what you were like before, anyway, from today onwards, before 7:20 in the future, each of you must sit in my seat." Time waits for no one, and I don't wait for you. There are only 40 minutes of self-study in the morning, and you waste a few minutes a day, and you waste several days in a semester. There are also people who go to school for breakfast, and if they haven't finished eating after 7:20, they throw breakfast in the trash can for me, do you hear that?"
No one in the classroom dared to say anything.
Peng February's eyes looked at the two egg yolk meat dumplings in his hand that had not yet had time to be opened, and felt that the blood all over his body was cold.
His factory exploited workers without such cruelty!
I won't be allowed to eat, and I won't be given a way to live?!
Peng February's heart screamed sadly, and then raised his head to peek at Song Jiaqian, wanting to hide the zongzi first while Song Jiaqian was not paying attention. I didn't want to just look up, so I directly met Song Jiaqian's eyes.
At this moment, he seemed to hear the sound of something cracking in the depths of his body.
It's a broken heart......
Peng Eryue raised her head sadly, took the zongzi, endured her grief, and walked towards the trash can. At the same time, with the sound of chairs dragging and dragging, a dozen or so children also stood up with ugly faces, all holding breakfast in their hands.
Outside the classroom, Zhuang Jiajia walked in with bread and milk, looked strangely at Zhang Xueru who was crying on her desk, and then at the classmates who were queuing up to throw things, and couldn't help but look dazed.
When I turned my head to look at Song Jiaqian again, I saw Song Jiaqian shaking her head at her in a very social posture, and said coldly: "Throw away the breakfast." ”
"Huh?" Zhuang Jiajia was puzzled and stood still.
Song Jiaqian pointed to her watch and said in a non-negotiable tone: "Come here before 7:20 in the future, no breakfast is allowed in the classroom." ”
Zhuang Jiajia still didn't move, glancing at the bun and milk in Zhang Xueru's hand.
Song Jiaqian frowned unhappily: "Take hers and throw it away." ”
"Oh......" Zhuang Jiajia's mind was clouded at this time, Mu Ran walked up to Zhang Xueru and gently pulled the bag in Zhang Xueru's hand.
Zhang Xueru's hand tightened, and she grabbed the thing in her hand.
Song Jiaqian immediately raised her eyebrows and said sharply: "What are you doing?!Is it going to destroy classroom discipline just after school starts?"
Zhang Xueru did not plead, but she did not let go.
Lin Miao saw Song Jiaqian's resolute attitude, afraid that Zhang Xueru would suffer, so she lowered her head and whispered to Zhang Xueru: "Ruru, a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, don't be tough, put up with her again, I promise to get that bad pen away tomorrow." ”
Zhang Xueru's eyes were red and she looked at Lin Miao.
Lin Miao nodded seriously.
Song Jiaqian saw Lin Miao and Zhang Xueru muttering, and her tone became more and more dissatisfied: "What are you talking about?
The words fell, but Zhang Xueru suddenly raised her head and glared at Song Jiaqian angrily.
Song Jiaqian was taken aback by Zhang Xueru's eyes. didn't know how to react, but Zhang Xueru stood up first, took breakfast without saying a word, and silently walked towards the trash can behind the classroom. Zhuang Jiajia hesitated for a moment and followed.
After a few moments, the two girls returned to their seats and sat down.
Zhang Xueru took out a handkerchief, wiped away her tears, and replaced her with an indifferent look.
Song Jiaqian was a little annoyed by her reaction to being scared by the student just now, she rolled her unhappy eyes at Zhang Xueru, comforting herself that she was not as knowledgeable as a student, but her heart was full of irritability that she couldn't suppress, and said with a blue face: "If you're late, don't wait, take out the notebook and start dictating." ”