The fat girl hesitated for a moment, and when she saw that her new table mate had been staring at her, she swallowed her saliva and said in a low voice: "Anyway, they are not easy to mess with, you will know later." ”

Who knew that Ning Ying was not afraid, but couldn't help but laugh out loud, "There are many people who are not easy to mess with, and there is no shortage of them." By the way, what's your name? I'm Hua Ling. ”

What's so funny, the fat girl glanced at the words written on the paper on the same table, and replied lightly: "Yang Zi." ”

"Yangzi, do you know why they asked me about school uniforms for some reason? I see you're all dressed in your school uniforms, but they," Ning Ying skimmed back, "...... Why don't you wear it? ”

Ning Ying had already noticed that in the entire classroom, there were two people sitting at the back of the seats, one was "Bi Shao" behind her, a tall boy sitting in the corner of the back door, and a curly-haired girl in front of her who was not wearing a school uniform, and the others were all dressed very uniformly.

"Hey, why do you have so many questions! That's why I want you not to mess with them! Yang Zi was already a little impatient, but still answered her question seriously, "You have already seen that there are three people in our ninth class who are not wearing school uniforms except for you, they have not forgotten to wear them, they don't need to wear them." These people are all powerful people with backgrounds in the family, and whether they wear school uniforms or not has formed a rule in our high school, who has a thick family foundation, and who can speak in the class is the leader, in order to distinguish between the above and the below, the people above do not wear school uniforms, and those with ordinary family backgrounds like us must be dressed well, do you understand? ”

It turns out that not wearing a school uniform can also represent a position of power, and Ning Ying can be regarded as a long-term insight.

Yang Zi buried her head in her picture book, and suddenly raised her head when she thought of something, "Hey, I'm kind enough to remind you again, you must wear a school uniform tomorrow anyway, otherwise you ......"

"But......" she had just spoken, but the words of her fellow table suddenly stopped, and she shrank back into her world with a frightened face.

Ning Yingzheng was wondering, and suddenly saw the middle and back of their seats, and somehow pinched the head of a thin monkey face, with a sly and yin smile. It was this ugly smiling face that frightened Yang Zi back on the table and trembled.

It turned out that they had noticed the whispers between the girls, but they didn't know if they heard the specific content.

"Hey, fat woman, what are you babbling about? Speak ill of us? Come on, come on, come over and tell us again......" The thin monkey who wore his school uniform as a crop top sat on Bi Shao's left, that is, directly behind Yang Zi, and asked with a hippie smile as he poked Yang Zi's bare neck with his sharp little finger nail shell.

Every time he poked him, Yang Zi trembled with fright.

Ning Ying frowned and looked at the scene happening in front of her, and was about to have the urge to stop it, but found that Yang Zi was quietly pinching her arm with her fingers under the table.

"Don't." The tablemate spoke to her with difficulty, pinched her fingers and released them, and under the heavy glasses, a pair of eyes looked gray.

Ning Ying had just come to Class Nine for less than half an hour, and she couldn't figure out the messy situation in this class for a while, and she was not easy to meddle in this matter in front of her, since people had already hinted at it, she would do her homework first.

For the rest of the time, Yang Zi didn't say a word to her, just buried himself in the small world of the picture book, and the boy in the back seat finally settled down and gradually went to discuss their topic.

Ning Ying thought that this little turmoil had finally died down, but she didn't know that directly behind her at this time, the boy known as Bi Shao had been looking at her back with vicious eyes from time to time.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, the whole class suddenly burst into an uproar as if it had ignited explosives, and the head teacher, who had not had time to assign homework a little slower, screamed twice in his throat to no avail, and then sighed gloomily and left with the textbook.

Bi Shao got up from his seat, walked past Ning Ying's row of positions, walked to the side of the girl who didn't need to wear a school uniform in front of him, motioned to her table mate with his eyes to get out of his mind, and then unceremoniously sat on the vacant seat vacated by her seat.

The arm that was rolled up in the sleeve of her shirt stretched out and naturally rested on her shoulder.

Feeling the weight on her shoulders, the girl wearing this year's new Valentino short dress raised her head, threw away her phone in annoyance and said angrily: "What are you doing, it hurts everyone else to lose the game." ”

"I can't pass any level, Yaoyao, I'll help you play the game," Bi Shao, who was her boyfriend, smiled evilly, "As long as you help me do something." ”

"I don't want you to fight, you won't return it to me if you don't clear the level when you get started." Jiang Yaoyao hurriedly hid her mobile phone back in her bag, but her delicate little face was full of joy.

Bi Shao raised his hand in surrender, "Okay, okay, it's okay if I'm wrong, what Yaoyao says is what it is." ”

"You're the worst!" Jiang Yaoyao playfully tapped the bridge of the boy's tall nose with her hand, "Oh, you say, what do you want people to help you with?" ”

"Help me check someone on your father's side," Major General Bi turned his face to the back and gestured to Jiang Yaoyao with his gaze, "Check if that new stinky girl has any background." ”

"Hey, what background can she have, dress like that......" As the baby daughter of the principal of the nineteenth middle school, Jiang Yaoyao is a standard brand-name control, and you can see what other people's family background is when you look at what the other party is wearing.

"Just in case, check it out for me." lest they try to clean up and clean up some mess.

"OK, it's a trifle." Jiang Yaoyao nodded, her lips opened slightly, and she quickly agreed.

At noon that day, Ning Ying did not go home, on the one hand, she thought that the school was not close to the beauty salon, and it was too tossy to go back and forth. On the other hand, a female leopard in the house with molars is waiting for her in the guise of a sheep. So she thought about it again and again, and decided that she would eat in the cafeteria at noon during Sister Hua's absence, and she could also take advantage of the lunch break to review her homework.

Until the end of school in the evening, Yang Zi, who was at the same table, did not reply to her again, but buried herself in painting and painting, Ning Ying tried to see what she was constantly drawing, but found that the other party regarded this as extremely private, and immediately pressed the bulky whole body into the drawing book as soon as there was a stir, or directly closed the cover, blocking everyone's sight.

Since she was unwilling to be appreciated by others, Ning Ying also dispelled her interest and returned to focus on her course. After all, they are juniors in high school, and even if she doesn't have too high goals, if she wants to study well, the difficulty and burden are enough to make people breathless.