Looking at the faces of his classmates, Meng Xing felt a sense of nostalgia in his heart, obviously there was only about a month, but Meng Xing felt that a long time had passed.

But Meng Xing had just entered the class, but many people were already secretly looking at Meng Xing.

As soon as Meng Xing's gaze looked, the other party immediately withdrew his gaze.

This made Meng Xing feel strange, he usually belonged to a low-key school class, but now that he is so high-profile, he naturally feels unaccustomed, and he doesn't know if his face has not been washed, or his clothes are worn wrong.

The class is a table shared by two men and men, with female classmates interspersed before and after, and Meng Xing sits at the penultimate table, with female classmates in front and back.

Although Meng Xing's temperament is a little low-key, the relationship between the front and back tables is good.

As soon as Meng Xing sat down on his seat, he saw Liu Jianhui, who was at the same table, couldn't help but look at himself, his eyes seemed to know himself again, revealing indescribable weirdness and eccentricity.

Meng Xing couldn't help but whisper, "What's going on?" ”

"I heard that during the winter vacation, you and Shen Yang fought, didn't you?"

When Meng Xing heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

At the beginning of this year, there are a total of eight classes, each class has about fifty people, of which Shen Yang is in the sixth class, and Meng Xing is in the second class, Meng Xing never thought that such a thing would spread to his class.

It's just that after Meng Xing heard it, there was no joy or smugness, but there was a faint feeling of embarrassment.

Although in the class, Meng Xing's grades are in the middle and lower reaches, but after all, he is a good student, and now that this kind of thing has happened, it naturally makes his face gloomy.

"How do you know?"

"My fellow dorm mates sued me."

After Liu Jianhui explained, he couldn't help but ask: "Is it true?" ”

"Uh......"

Just when Meng Xing felt embarrassed, two figures appeared in the class.

One of the girls with some freckles on her face, when she saw Meng Xing, her eyes suddenly lit up, pulled the beautiful girl next to her, hurriedly sat down on the seat in front of Meng Xing, and asked Meng Xing with a big grin: "Meng Xing, I heard that you fought with Shen Yang, and you also sent him to the hospital, right?" ”

The two girls, one named Jiang Hua and the other Lin Zhaojun, sat in the front row of Meng Xing.

Jiang Hua is a well-known tigress in the class, and when school started, she made the naughtiest boy in the class cry.

But speaking of which, Meng Xing has a good relationship with her.

And Lin Zhaojun is recognized as one of the three most beautiful girls in the class.

The two have a good relationship, and they usually go to the toilet or something, and they all go together.

As soon as this sentence came out, many people looked at Meng Xing, and even if some people didn't look at Meng Xing, they pricked up their ears.

Meng Xing had also heard of Shen Yang, but what he didn't expect was that Shen Yang would be so famous, he only fought with him a few times, but it seemed to be known to everyone.

Meng Xing's face was a little embarrassed, but he still nodded: "Sort of!" ”

After hearing this, many people's faces changed slightly, especially Lin Zhaojun's face showed a little disgust and contempt, and he turned his head at once.

"Wow!"

On the contrary, Jiang Hua sighed, "You can actually beat Shen Yang?" You'll have to talk to me about ......."

Meng Xing doesn't like to be brave and ruthless, and he doesn't like to talk about fighting with others as something he is proud of.

Just when Meng Xing didn't know how to refuse, he saw a figure who looked like he was twenty-six or seventeen years old appear in the class, it was the head teacher of the second class: Lin Qianhua.

Although Jiang Hua was very curious about what happened, he still turned around.

As soon as Lin Qianhua appeared, he began to assign tasks, asking people to get new books and cleaning up, "...... Hu Qi transferred to the provincial capital in the second half of the year......"

Saying that, Lin Qianhua talked about Hu Qi's transfer again.

Meng Xing saw Jiang Hua and Lin Zhaojun in the front row and began to whisper, "...... I heard that Hu Qi was abused by her mother...... Suicide by jumping into the river...... In the end, he was saved by the police...... Sentencing ......"

Meng Xing listened intermittently, but he also knew that Hu Qi's matter had also spread to the class.

Maybe it's because the secrecy work is done well, and it doesn't involve Meng Xing.

Just as Meng Xing was eavesdropping, Lin Zhaojun suddenly glanced back at Meng Xing, and Meng Xing's eyes looked directly at Lin Qianhua, looking attentive to the lecture.

Lin Zhaojun glared at Meng Xing unrecognizedly, muttered a few times in his mouth, and then turned around.

Next, he began to clean up and distribute new books, and after doing this, Meng Xing went home with the new books on his back......

In the evening, in the self-study class, Meng Xing just walked to the freshman campus, and he felt that someone was pointing at him and talking about it.

Meng Xing walked to the classroom a little dizzy, and felt that the eyes of his classmates were more abnormal and strange than during the day.

"What's wrong again?"

Meng Xing smiled bitterly in his heart, a little nostalgic for the days when he walked through the crowd and no one paid attention to him.

"Meng Xing, the teacher called you to the office."

Meng Xing's buttocks were not yet hot, and a tall female classmate with slightly dark skin said to Meng Xing.

It was the second class leader: Lin Lin.

"Office!?"

Since entering junior high school, Meng Xing has always been a well-behaved student, and he is rarely criticized by name for disciplinary matters.

But I didn't expect to be called to the office as soon as I returned to school this time.

To be honest, this is the first time Meng Xing has been called to the office.

Meng Xing walked to the office, which was about the size of two classes, with more than twenty seats, and five or six of them were gathered together, and the head teacher, Lin Qianhua, was among them.

Meng Xing stepped forward, and saw a thirty-five or sixteen-year-old black-faced figure sitting in the middle.

Just when he saw this figure, Meng Xing's eyes couldn't help jumping a few times, the person in front of him was no one else, it was the school's teaching director, called Zhao Xuejun.

And among these figures, there is a slightly thin figure.

Staring at this figure, Zhao Xuejun scolded angrily: "You want to kill someone? Fortunately, this time someone else has a big life, otherwise you would be a murderer, and a hooligan like you should be put in prison. ”

Shen Yang's face was pale, he bit his lip stubbornly, and his figure froze in place.

Since Liu Zhicheng's preaching, Shen Yang now wants to change his past mistakes and is ready to study.

But I didn't think that as soon as I entered the school, I was called to the office, not only to withdraw from school, but also to call the police, ready to arrest myself.

For a while, even Shen Yang was already in despair.

Meng Xing cautiously stepped forward, "Teacher! ”

"You're Meng Xing!?" Zhao Xuejun glanced at Meng Xing's gauze-wrapped hand, and then said angrily: "Did he stab you with a knife a few days ago?" ”

Meng Xing's heart was stunned, and he finally understood why his eyes became so weird when he looked at him.

Meng Xing's gaze swept over Shen Yang, who was pale, and recalled the picture from a few days ago in his mind.

"Isn't it?"

Looking at the silent Meng Xing, Zhao Xuejun's tone became a little impatient.

"It's not."