When the bell rang for the end of class, the classroom was boiling. Noise, noise, playfulness.

A group of lovely children rushed out of the classroom happily like wild horses, and there was a little boy in the corner silently packing up his textbooks, with a pair of big eyes shining under his thick eyebrows, his dark eyes were a little dull, and his clothes were a little shabby, but they were very clean.

The other children left in groups, but he was always alone.

Conan Micro School is an aristocratic micro school in the imperial capital, the children who can go to school here are not rich or expensive, and it is also one of the best micro schools in this city, many maglev cars can be seen outside the school gate, and many children are happy to wait for the reception of their parents.

The little boy Mo Simo carried a small black schoolbag and picked up bottles in every corner of the campus.

He muttered, "One, two, three." In a short time, the bag was already full, and he showed a rare smile with satisfaction, which belonged to the child's innocent smile.

Because after selling these bottles, he could scrape together enough 200 to buy birthday gifts for his aunt, and after thinking about this, he worked harder to pick them up.

Then he saw another bottle and wanted to go and pick it up.

"Bang! "The bottle was kicked far away.

A few well-dressed rich children kicked the bottle around like a football, and finally stepped on it, and one of the little fat men looked at Xiao Simo playfully with his hands on his waist.

As if used to it, Xiao Simo pursed his lips and turned around to leave.

"Sloppy ghost, don't you pick it up?" shouted the little fat man, with a sigh.

Hearing this, Xiao Simo was still indifferent and walked away with a bag containing bottles.

But the group of children did not relent, and ran forward to surround him, which made Xiao Simo's fists clenched tightly, but after a few seconds, he was unwilling to let go.

"What's the matter? Unhappy, what do you want to do with your fists, what are you trying to do with your fists?" the little fat man nudged him and laughed.

A few children followed suit: "The sloppy ghost beats people, hahaha." ”

Xiao Simo has a heart that surpasses his peers, and he didn't speak, and got out of the crowd.

"Poof! "The bag was torn by one of them, and the bottle was spilled on the way.

The children kicked the bottles on the ground everywhere with a few kicks, and Xiao Simo lowered his head and squatted down to pick up the bottles.

At this time, the teacher of their class passed by, this is a female teacher, wearing a black professional suit, wearing gold wire glasses, her hair is neatly coiled, when she saw bottles everywhere on the ground, she walked over with an angry face.

At this time, the bullying children were a little panicked in their hearts, and they looked around with unnatural expressions.

"Mo Simo, why did you make such a mess here, this is the school, not your house, it doesn't matter how dirty your house is, but the school can't be like this, understand?"

Xiao Siluo just wanted to open his mouth to explain something, but after seeing the teacher's expression, he lowered his head aggrievedly.

"Hurry up and clean up here, or you'll have to stand outside for the day tomorrow for class." The governess said as she lifted her glasses, then turned to leave.

When the group of children saw that the teacher did not punish them, but warned the sloppy ghost, they became even more angry, and the little fat man kicked a bottle the little slo, and said, "Pick it up, dead poor ghost." ”

"I heard he doesn't have a father. A child shouted with an exaggerated expression.

"Isn't he, then?" chimed in.

"Dead wild seed, hahahaha. The little fat man laughed arrogantly.

But the other party was still indifferent, which made his somewhat distorted heart unsatisfied, and he walked forward angrily, and scolded in disgust: "What about scolding you? ”

"Ah, you just hit me woo woo ~ my eyes. The little fat man lay on the ground and covered his eyes, wailing and crying in pain. ”

The other children shouted, "Teacher, Moslow hit someone, teacher." ”

The female teacher, who hadn't gone far, turned around and saw this scene, her face darkened.