"Yu Yilian, Teacher Song is here!"

Is Yu Yilian referring to the girl who stepped on her?

This girl's name is very good, and she is beautiful, and her popularity in the class must be very good, but this impulsive temper should be changed.

Of course, this not very friendly way of dealing with classmates may just be aimed at her, and girls will definitely be very kind to their friends, because beautiful girls will not have a bad personality.

Lin Qingyan listened to the friendly reminder to Yilian from the rear, and was also very grateful to the unknown classmate who allowed her to escape.

In front of so many people, being trampled on the ground by someone who is also a girl is probably a very embarrassing thing?

"Hmph, I'll let you go this time, but if I let me know that you go to that kind of place again, I'll spread your scandal in front of the whole school."

Yu Yilian raised her right foot that was stepping on Lin Qingyan's body, ran back to her seat in two or three steps, and picked up the book to read it upright.

The obstacle on his body was gone, Lin Qingyan straightened up, sat on the ground, looked behind him, and instantly understood something.

Yu Yilian, who is about as tall as her, sits in the second row, but her seat is in the last row, and there is still a space for two people alone, so what else does it need others to explain to her.

Lin Qingyan retracted his gaze, stood up with the back of his hand on the ground, and staggered his first step.

In the quiet classroom, the sound of someone's footsteps approached again, and it was Teacher Song from the mouth of an unknown classmate.

"Students, I received a notice that today, the new teacher will come, and tomorrow will officially take over the mathematics of our class, don't bully the new teacher, let me know, you have no good fruit to eat!"

Teacher Song stood by the door of the classroom, looked inside, and after a few seconds of silence, he said something like this.

"Since the teacher is not here, I should read books and review, and by this time of the third year of high school, I still have time to think about other things, and I don't want to go to college?"

The sound of brushing and flipping books from the hands of the students made Mr. Song a little satisfied.

As a student, there is nothing more important than studying hard.

Teacher Song walked further into the classroom and saw Lin Qingyan standing in front of his seat and about to sit down.

"Lin Qingyan, this is the second class, you just came to school, are you not feeling well?"

Lin Qingyan shook her head at Teacher Song who was walking towards her, and then sat down slowly, hiding her hands under the table.

Teacher Song stood in front of Lin Qingyan's seat and said kindly: "I understand the situation of your family, and I can understand it, but this is one of the critical moments in my life, if there is any difficulty, come to the teacher and say." ”

The situation at home

Isn't she alone, and there is a family of people?

However, what can she help others when she can't protect herself, as a troublesome store, it's better not to bother them.

Lin Qingyan nodded to Teacher Song, acting like an honest student.

Teacher Song didn't say anything more, sighed, and turned to leave.

Lin Qingyan couldn't hold on, and at the moment when Teacher Song left, his hands were across the length of the top and bottom of the desk, and his head, which was as heavy as lead, stuck to the table.

So tired, she could finally get some sleep.

People in dreams don't need to be afraid of anything, even if it is a series of punches and kicks, there will be no pain, and as for waking up, it is not something that should be considered before falling asleep.

Lin Qingyan closed his eyes, cut off the light from the outside world, and fell asleep in a very short time.

"Lin Qingyan!"

"Lin Qingyan!"

After the next sound of the spine colliding with the desktop, Lin Qingyan granted someone's wish, but he didn't know whether to say that she was woken up.

Lin Qingyan opened his eyes, tilted his head and looked up, and a middle-aged man with a book in his hand appeared in his trance.

"Lin Qingyan, stand up for me, who allowed you to sleep in my class!"

Lin Qingyan came to his senses completely and stood up without objection.

"If you have poor grades, you should study harder, who would have thought that the good students of others are more and more motivated to study, and the worse you are, the more you don't study."

Lin Qingyan had no words to go back, her lifeless eyes turned to the window, and she didn't know how long she had been asleep.

Lin Qingyan's indifferent appearance made the teacher standing next to Lin Qingyan think that he was playing the piano to the cow.

The teacher took a step to the left and pointed to the outside of the classroom, "It's really rotten wood that can't be carved, since you like the outside so much, then go outside and stand and reflect!" ”

The teacher was right, but for Lin Qingyan, it didn't play a role, she didn't come to school to be a good student.

Lin Qingyan coughed and walked towards the front exit.

Lin Qingyan thought that even if she was useless, at least she would be able to walk out safely.

There's always something extra on the ground for no reason.

Lin Qingyan walked to the third row and almost tripped over something that suddenly appeared on the ground.

Lin Qingyan stabilized her body leaning forward, turned around and looked, it was one foot, looking up along the foot, it was a boy she might not have offended.

Lin Qingyan ignored the boy's triumphantness, she continued to flee like a weakling.

And Yu Yilian, who was sitting in the row in front of the boys, stretched out her left hand and retracted after Lin Qingyan stabilized her body, and turned her head to look down.

"Who made you trip her!!"

Yu Yilian picked up the scroll on the table and formed it into a stick, holding the book in her right hand, and smashed it on the top of the head of the boy behind her, and the whole process was completed in one go.

The boy covered his head, his body shrunk down, and he looked very painful.

"Yu Yilian, this is class time, what's the trouble!"

Yu Yilian faced the teacher's accusation, raised her hand holding the book, and replied reasonably: "Teacher, his head is itchy, I will help him stop the itching." ”

And he has itchy not only his head, but also his feet.

Yu Yilian finished cleaning up, turned around and sat down, and glanced around, but failed to find anyone's trace.

Lin Qingyan walked and walked to the staircase, looked down, and the staircase was a little terrifying to extend downward.

Lin Qingyan walked down a little along the wall of the stairs.

Coming to the barely spacious corner, the cool air stimulates the skin and is very comfortable.

No matter what was dirty or not, Lin Qingyan sat down directly.

Lin Qingyan, who had nothing to do, first stared at the camera obliquely above, then looked down at the palm of his hand, and blew a few breaths into his palm from time to time.

"Why are you here?"

When Lin Qingyan heard the voice, she looked up with a little curiosity and saw that it was a woman in formal clothes who was approaching her.

Do they know each other? Maybe it's the teacher who taught her a certain subject.

The other party's eyes seemed to have discovered something, and he stepped forward and squatted in front of Lin Qingyan, grabbing Lin Qingyan's little arm with one hand.

"You hurt your hand, are you being bullied?"

The other party's hand happened to pinch the scar hidden under the clothes, and Lin Qingyan gasped in pain.

The other party let go of his hand apologetically, "I'm sorry, I hurt you." ”

Lin Qingyan withdrew his hand and protected it in front of him.

"My name is Luo Tong, I will be a teacher in this school, you should be a student in this school, then I am also your teacher, so you don't have to be afraid, if someone bullies, you can sue me."

After Luo Tong reported his name, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over.

Lin Qingyan didn't accept the other party's items, and raised his head to meet Luo Tong's eyes, "How can you think that I was bullied, not that I bullied others?" ”