After returning home in the evening, Zhao Shuangwei couldn't help but send a message to Li Zhijun, telling him that he was bullied at school. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Soon, Li Zhijun's call came.

"Weiwei, how could you be bullied for no reason?" Indeed, for Li Zhijun, he could not understand. When he was in high school, the most excluded classmates in the class were no friends, and some troublesome boys would fight with each other. But like Zhao Shuangwei's encounter with this kind of situation of being splashed with water or throwing away the lunch box, he has never heard of it.

Zhao Shuangwei repeatedly emphasized a few more words, and Li Zhijun offered to let her find a teacher.

Unable to get her boyfriend's understanding, Zhao Shuangwei was even more depressed, and she didn't know how to explain it, so she hung up the phone depressed.

The next day, when Zhao Shuangwei returned to the classroom, she unexpectedly found that her lunch box, water cup, and physics textbooks were all back.

After only a second of happiness, she felt that something was wrong.

Zhao Shuangwei first smelled a sour smell, she sniffed her nose, carefully distinguished, and found that the source of the smell was her lunch box. An ominous premonition crept through her mind. Zhao Shuang weighed the lunch box slightly, it was not heavy, but she obviously felt that there was something inside. She kept an eye on it, picked up the glass and shook it. There seems to be something in the glass, and you can hear the crisp sound of hitting the wall when you flicker.

Zhao Shuangwei didn't hesitate for a second, and directly threw the lunch box and water cup into the trash, as for what was inside, she was not completely uninterested, but she was afraid to face it.

Zhao Shuangwei, who breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the chair and opened the physics textbook casually. This time, she couldn't bear it anymore.

On the inside pages of the textbook on the table, almost every piece of paper has been cut and shredded, and the blank spaces have been painted with markers, and the words on the textbook have been completely covered, and there is no place intact.

At this time, the class has already started, and it is the class of the homeroom chemistry teacher. Zhao Shuangwei couldn't help but raise her hand.

"Zhao Shuangwei, do you have something?" The interrupted teacher was not upset, but still asked her with a smile.

"Teacher, I've been bullied." Zhao Shuangwei directly spread out her physics textbook, and the shredded pieces of paper in it fell like snow, and the surrounding classmates were stunned. The classroom fell silent for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.

"I'm sure it's someone in our class, or I wouldn't have been able to get my stuff so easily. Teacher, I've already told you before, this is not the first time, and I don't want to be quiet anymore. It doesn't matter who you are, you listen well, I hope you can stop in moderation, if there is a next time, I will not be polite. Whether it's calling the police or going to the principal, I have my solution, and I do what I say. After speaking, Zhao Shuangwei swept around with her afterglow, and sat down by herself without waiting for the teacher to answer.

The chemistry teacher had no choice but to say, "This matter will have a very serious result, and if it is found out and demerit by the school, it will affect your admission to the university." ”

Zhao Shuangwei, who thought that it would be over, soon found that she was wrong again.

She far underestimated the jealousy of high school girls.

At noon, a post titled "Zhao Shuangwei seduces someone else's boyfriend, heaven does not tolerate it" quietly appeared on the post bar, and soon, it was also spread everywhere in the WeChat group. Zhao Shuangwei naturally saw it. The content is nonsense, and a large number of photos of her moving flowers and trees are attached, which makes Zhao Shuang tremble slightly, but she is helpless. She hid in the toilet cubicle and couldn't help but cry quietly.

Who could be so vicious?

Yang Sang also saw this article, and unlike Zhao Shuangwei, he read it carefully line by line, sentence by sentence, and even carefully enlarged the grafted photos, trying to find out the culprit who framed her. Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, Yang Sang held his breath and couldn't believe it for a long time.

In the afternoon, after school. Chen Shixu left the classroom and found that Yang Sang was actually standing outside the door waiting for her.

She was taken aback. Since the last time there was a fuss in the library, Yang Sang had never looked for her again. Chen Shixu called him several times and sent a lot of text messages, but Yang Sang did not reply. With the previous experience of closing the book, she didn't want to make everyone so ugly, so she didn't tear her face, and only looked forward to the day when Yang Sang could think of her and take the initiative to come back to her.

Looking at Yang Sang in front of him, there was anger in his eyes, Chen Shixu only felt inexplicable, so he didn't see it and walked straight past him.

"Chen Shixu, you stop for me!" Yang Sang raised his voice, attracting sideways glances from the students in the corridor.

Chen Shixu couldn't help but stop.

Yang Sang quickly caught up with her and whispered, "You come with me." I have something to ask you. ”

The two walked around the corner of the stairwell.

"Isn't it you who wrote this article to frame Zhao Shuangwei and spread these photos?" Yang Sang raised the post on the screen of his mobile phone in the WeChat group.

"How is that possible?" Chen Shixu's eyes widened innocently, "You can't just splash dirty water on me because Zhao Shuangwei was inappropriate and offended someone." ”

She paused for a moment, and then continued: "Yang Sang, we have had a happy life anyway, in your heart, am I such a person?" ”

Yang Sang gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still have to pretend that you don't know anything?" Do you think I can't see that the photos of you are the ones when we went to the farmhouse! Chen Shixu, these photos are only available to the four of us, you must not tell me that the person who framed her is Guan Shudu. ”

Chen Shi was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Hmph, you are really careful." ”

"What the hell do you want?" Yang Sang said angrily, "The separation between us has nothing to do with Zhao Shuangwei!" ”

"Oh, really?" Chen Shixu raised his eyebrows and said softly, "I don't care anymore." Also, I guess I'm asking what you want to do, right? I'm done whatever I want. ”

After that, Chen Shixu turned around to leave. Yang Sang's eyes quickly grabbed her.

"You go and apologize to Xiaowei! It's a shame that she treats you like such a good friend! His eyes were as big as brass bells with anger.

"Xiaowei?" She repeated. Chen Shixu, who was originally worried that he had gone too far, heard these two words, and his face became gloomy again.

"No, I don't apologize." Not only did she not apologize, but she also intensified it. Why did Zhao Shuangwei already have so much, and she still had to snatch her things? She wanted her to taste it too, the taste of nothing. (To be continued.) )