Chapter 12: I'll apologize

Le Xiaoxue fully enjoyed the consequences of smashing Jiang Muchen impulsively three days later. Because during these three days, her desk was stepped on every day for no reason. Drawers can also be filled with all sorts of disgusting things. Even the bicycles in the carport could not escape the fate of being deflated. However, what happened this morning made her want to run to Jiang Muchen's classroom immediately and start beating people.

Here's the thing. She had just arrived at the classroom early this morning, and before she could put down her schoolbag, she was invited into the office by the head teacher. It's better to say that I'm invited, but I'm called into the office by a dissatisfied person. Yes, at that time, the head teacher had a calm face, and his expression was as ugly as he wanted. You know, before that, he had never shown himself a similar expression.

For places like offices, there are generally two types of students who come and go frequently. One is the darling of the teacher's side. Entrusted with various important tasks. To put it nicely, it is valued by the teacher. To put it mildly, it's the teacher's doglegs. And the other is a thorn in the teacher's eye. They're a little bit of a storm. The teacher's side will be full of soldiers. They enter the office so many times that they can't count on five or six hands. Le Xiaoxue belongs to the former type, while Jiang Muchen is the latter.

The head teacher is a middle-aged man who is nearly fifty years old, with slightly convex hair, a slightly erect belly, and a pair of thick dark glasses, which is in line with the characteristics of a class teacher in a high school. Most importantly, he is an out-of-town man who speaks the country language fluently in class every day. This is thanks to the fact that the subject he teaches is history, and if it is a language, he must not mislead a group of people astray.

At that time, he was standing in front of Le Xiaoxue with his hands behind his back, the expression on his face was very ugly, and the words he said were even more ugly: "Le Xiaoxue, what's going on with you lately?" Distracted in class, not writing homework? You think you're great if you do well in school, don't you? You can do whatever you want?"

Le Xiaoxue is a very thin-skinned person, and when the head teacher said this, her face suddenly turned red. This is undoubtedly the first time she has experienced criticism in her career, which has often received praise and honors. She felt ashamed and died. However, she immediately realized that there was something wrong with the head teacher's words.

She admits that she hasn't been as focused in class as she used to be, but when it comes to homework, she completes it every day as soon as possible, and after finishing it, she will habitually check it again, and strive to achieve 100% accuracy in quality. Since she was a child, she has never had the experience of not writing homework, missing homework, or submitting homework late. It's impossible to say that she has anything else, and it is impossible to say that she didn't do her homework.

So she lowered her head and whispered, "Wait a minute, teacher...... Are you mistaken? I've written all my homework, huh? ”

How do you know that this kind of justification has become a mistake and unrepentant in the eyes of the teacher, he looked at this usually proud student, and his eyes were full of disappointment: "What? You mean I wronged you? Do you know how many teachers have told me that you didn't write your homework in the past few days? One person may be mistaken, is it possible that so many teachers have joined forces to frame you? Originally, I thought that you usually have a good appearance, and I thought that you must have a reason for not doing your homework. But now you see what your attitude is? ”

Le Xiaoxue wanted to say that she didn't mean that, but when she came into contact with the obvious distrustful gaze of the head teacher, she didn't want to say anything. What else needs to be said? Regardless of whether she wrote her homework or not, the head teacher had already sentenced her early in her heart and convicted her, didn't she?

Seeing that Le Xiaoxue didn't speak, the head teacher thought that she had finally acquiesced to not writing her homework. Thinking that he was a proud student under his hand after all, his attitude gradually eased: "Le Xiaoxue, you have always been a very good student." Now that you are in the third year of high school, especially at such a critical time as the third year of high school, I don't want you to have any problems at this time. Can you see what I mean? ”

Le Xiaoxue nodded. Got it. How can you not understand? But what I understand is not at all the same as what you understand. You're just concerned about how many undergraduates you can get in your class, and how much you can get paid for it? And I just don't want to disappoint my tired dad.

Seeing that it was almost time for class, the head teacher waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay, okay, you go to class." Remember what I told you today. The more this time comes, the more we can't relax."

"Hmm." Le Xiaoxue absentmindedly returned to the classroom. Unexpectedly, today's Odora-san actually came. It's just that as usual, I'm sleeping as usual. Le Xiaoxue sometimes can't help but want to ask the other party, do you not sleep every night, otherwise why would there be so much sleepiness every day?

When the chubby at the front table saw her coming back, he couldn't help but pout at her and motioned her to look at the blackboard quickly.

She looked at it according to her words, and the originally clean and bright blackboard didn't know when it was written "Le Xiaoxue is a slut" in seven bright big characters. Every word was like a clown with teeth and claws, laughing at her to her heart's content. Vaguely, she seemed to hear a girl in the back row saying, "You deserve it." Who let her smash our beloved Jiang Shao. ”

Jiang Muchen? Sure enough, it was him. Le Xiaoxue said, she has always had no quarrel with the world, never had a head-on conflict with others, never said bad things about people behind her back, never chatted with people about gossip, and never cared about other people's gossip. The only person who has provoked him has so far only been Jiang Muchen.

Thinking of the unfortunate incidents that have occurred in recent days, Le Xiaoxue can almost assert that it should be Jiang Muchen's so-called support team that did it. It's just that what she can't understand is that what is good about Jiang Muchen that is worthy of so many girls to report his grievances?

She silently walked over to the podium and erased the words. If she says now that she regrets provoking Jiang Muchen a little, will it seem that she is very unambitious? But she really didn't want her peaceful life to be affected anymore. She doesn't have enough time to read books and do homework every day, so how can she have any kung fu to fight wits and courage with these girls?

Afterwards, Le Xiaoxue's homework was found at the garbage station behind the school. It was discovered when Chubby was taking out the garbage on duty. If it weren't for the fact that there was Le Xiaoxue's name on the homework book, Xiaopang would hardly dare to conclude that it was Le Xiaoxue's homework book. Because it has been sprinkled with soup needles, and other unknown liquids. In short, it has become one with the surrounding garbage.

Le Xiaoxue was exhausted by the events of the past few days. She took the homework book stained with soup, ignored the surprised eyes of the people around her, and went straight to Class 7. According to Chubby's description, she looked fierce at that time as if she was going to kill someone. In fact, the true portrayal of her heart at that time was to beg Jiang Muchen and Jiang Dashao to let go of civilians like her. She had to admit that she didn't have the strength to stand up to him.

Jiang Muchen was not in the classroom that day. It was Wan Yi Shi who met Le Xiaoxue. He leaned against the door frame of the seventh class, first looked at her from head to toe with a scrutinizing gaze, and then fixed his eyes on her homework book, which no longer saw the shadow of the homework book, and asked hesitantly, "Are you looking for Jiang Muchen?" ”

He has seen girls come to see Jiang Muchen with love letters, and he has also seen girls come with chocolates. But this is the first time he's come across someone like the one in front of him holding a dirty thing for some reason.

Le Xiaoxue directly crossed him and threw the homework book mixed with various flavors on Jiang Muchen's seat, and then replied to him: "You sue Jiang Muchen, it was wrong for me to hit him with a basketball that day." I also asked him not to call those girls to come to me for trouble in the future. ”