99. The president's lover 03
"Get out of the car."
Si Lanyan glanced at Lin Qingyan, who was sitting on the right side of the place, which was far away from her, and the tone of command did not give Lin Qingyan any way out at all.
Lin Qingyan didn't dare to look back, got out of the car, and was about to close the door with her left hand still, she stood at the gate of a middle school, she didn't have a trace of understanding of the world, she shook as if she was in a dream, the scenery in front of her became blurred, and she didn't know where to go with her feet rooted in the ground.
Is it okay for her to leave?
Compared with being in the same space as Si Lanwei, Lin Qingyan will of course get out of the car and leave, she has no tendency to be abused.
Lin Qingyan took possession of this body and became her in this world, Si Lanwei treated her like this, she could accept it, after all, it was this body that was whipped, and she was only suffering some side effects from this body, but she and Si Lanyan were two people who had nothing to do with it, and she didn't want to work on people who had nothing to do with the task.
"What are you rubbing? At this point, you're already late. â
Lin Qingyan turned around and faced someone in the car.
Is this to send her to school in person? That's right, she's a student, so she can't go anywhere if she doesn't go to school
Lin Qingyan hurriedly closed the car door and took a step back at a loss.
"I'll send someone to pick you up after school in the afternoon."
Si Lanwei closed the report in his hand, "Uncle Li, drive." â
Lin Qingyan stood on the concrete floor slightly above the road outside the school gate, watching the car disappear from his sight.
Afternoon?
Lin Qingyan held her right hand in front of her abdomen a few centimeters apart, which meant that she was going to be hungry at noon, but she should think more about where to go than to be hungry.
"Absent?"
Lin Qingyan tried to take the initiative to contact System 741, which did not give her a message about the target.
"Absent?"
A few minutes passed, but the school bell rang first, and Lin Qingyan listened to it, only feeling extremely sharp and harsh.
Why is there no response, is it too busy so not there? But the first few times it wasn't like that
No matter what the reason is, the system 741 cannot be contacted, for Lin Qingyan, there is only one option, because at the beginning of the moment, the initiative of the game never fell into her hands.
Lin Qingyan turned around, looked at the whitewashed wall building that was many times taller than the people, and walked towards the communication room alone.
Instead of standing here and receiving the gaze of some people that was going to dig into her bones, she should go into the place in front of her, which belonged to her as a student.
In the communication room, the doorman, who had been sitting for a nap, saw the person who had often signed his name in the book.
"Why are you again, this is the first time you've been late!"
The doorman stood up, and after only casually sneering, he walked to the table, picked up the pen and handed it over, "Come, sign." â
Lin Qingyan stood, staring down at the pen handed over.
It turned out that she belonged to the category of students who did not follow the school rules.
Lin Qingyan took a few steps forward, took the pen, and wrote her name on the book that the doorman pointed to.
The three words "Lin Qingyan", under my own pen, are written as crookedly as ghost paintings.
After the name was written, the next tip of the pen stopped in the class column, and the pen was not written for a long time.
Lin Qingyan looked at the top few above her name, what would her class be?
"What's the matter, I'm afraid I'll deduct points from the class?"
"I'm sorry, I fell down the stairs in the morning and broke my head, can you tell me about my class?"
The doorman saw Lin Qingyan's bloodless face, it didn't look like he was making excuses, but he didn't believe that anyone would remember coming to school and forgetting his own class.
The doorman stood with sore legs, stepped back and sat back on the stool placed next to the wall, and replied, "Turn forward yourself, you signed it last time." â
Lin Qingyan flipped through it with her left hand, looking at the line on the previous page where her name was stored in zĂ i, and Juanxiu's words were not comparable to her.
Lin Qingyan didn't waste any more time, and wrote down the same class as on the previous page.
Lin Qingyan put down his pen and hesitated, "Excuse me, where is the fifth class of the third year of high school?" â
The doorman looked up, stunned for a few seconds, turned around, raised his hand and pointed, "Fifth floor." â
"Thank you."
The doorman looked at Lin Qingyan who walked in with strange eyes, why did this kid seem to have changed into a different person, did he really break his head? According to the stuffy nature of the past, he would run away without a sound after signing, and he would never say thank you to him like today.
Lin Qingyan asked the doorman such an idiotic question, not because he couldn't find it, but because he didn't have the strength to walk through the buildings in the school.
When she arrived at the fifth class of the third year of high school, Lin Qingyan realized that she had overestimated herself, she stood outside the classroom door, gasping for breath, and sweat was already on the bridge of her nose.
Lin Qingyan held her hand against the wall, and after her breathing was steady, she stepped in with her right foot.
The teacher was not found in the classroom.
Lin Qingyan stood in front of the first row of tables and chairs in the classroom, looked around, ignoring the eyes that refused to let go of her.
Got it!
Lin Qingyan's eyes lit up, and the empty seat near the door in the last row of the classroom should be her seat.
Lin Qingyan hung his head and walked back, avoiding the staring eyes of some people, but the sound of pointing beside him entered his ears word for word.
Every step Lin Qingyan took seemed to be being judged by everyone.
Before walking to the fourth row, there were still a few steps left to sit with her.
Lin Qingyan suddenly heard footsteps behind her, and she could feel that the person was very close to her.
Lin Qingyan was about to turn around to confirm her guess at the moment when a pair of hands came up on her back, and then she was pushed violently by someone who didn't know it, and her body that couldn't control it was about to fall.
Lin Qingyan was afraid that something would be seen, and he really didn't want his bruised body to be hurt for the third time, so he had to sacrifice his hands.
With her hands on the ground, her body stopped when it was about to touch the ground, and after a few seconds, the palm that touched the ground slid forward, and her whole body inevitably lay on the ground, but as expected, there was no great pain in her body, because it was the hand that suffered in its place.
Lin Qingyan sat on the ground, staring at his palm, stunned.
Before entering the classroom, the intact palms were now scratched and swollen with tiny blood.
"Yo, bleeding, so careless?"
Lin Qingyan looked back, and standing at her feet was a girl who was about the same height as her, with double ponytails, and she was very beautiful.
Did this girl push her there?
Even if he was 100% sure, Lin Qingyan didn't want to pursue it, he just wanted to quickly walk to his seat and sit down and rest for a while.
There was pain all over her body, and she wanted to sleep.
Only when you fall asleep will you not feel the pain in your body.
Lin Qingyan didn't reply, silently turned his back to the girl, pressed the back of his hand on the ground, and when he was about to stand up forcibly, he had an extra foot on his back.
After the girl peeked out the door, she stepped down with her dissatisfied right foot.
Lin Qingyan fulfilled the girl's wish, and she was weak and fell to the ground.
"Classmates, look at what she is wearing, which one she can afford, and I have heard that she has been in and out of 'that' kind of place, think that she must have been fostered!"
Yes, I was taken care of, can I please take your feet away, it's very tiring and painful
This is what Lin Qingyan wanted to say back to the girl, but he couldn't say it.
Lin Qingyan's face was pressed against the cold ground, looking at countless pairs of motionless feet, and as expected, no one made a sound to stop him.
Did she really get to the point where everyone shouted and beat the rats crossing the street?