The wind was blowing loudly outside, and the leaves were swaying and singing.

The leaves on the ground were still somewhat damp and lay on the ground.

Because the door was closed, it was very warm inside.

The students are all sitting in the class, some are still eating the meal they brought in the morning, some are ready to read and start memorizing, and some students continue to fight.

Luo Xiaowen was taking a small mirror to look at herself, she drew a little light makeup, it stands to reason that the school is not going to make makeup, but Luo Xiaowen doesn't care about this, and it's nothing for her to secretly apply some, her skin is good, so she only needs a foundation with a similar skin tone.

Her parents are in business, and she has liked stinky beauty since she was a child, and the clothes and cosmetics she bought at home are almost unloaded, but Xiaowen still feels that it is not enough, she thinks, women, don't love themselves, don't want to buy themselves some good things, who will love them in the future.

Indeed, her parents usually don't care much about her, she gives money when she asks for it, so that she has developed the habit of spending money with a large hand, and she may rarely be loved by her parents, but she doesn't care much about other people's feelings, so she won't care about other people's lives, except for things that involve her rights or things she doesn't like.

She is arrogant and competitive at the same time, she is proud that she is very beautiful, a pair of charming Danfeng eyes, a tall and beautiful nose, like a Greek carved god, she is also very good at makeup, with clothes is also very good, and can dance, but she can't get used to those who have better grades than her and receive more halos.

Although her family is okay, but her parents are away for a long time, the nanny often accompanies her, and there are a lot of sensitive places in her heart, she envies other people's children can accompany her every day, and envy other people's parents to care for their children every day.

But I don't have anything, every time I only ask for money, my parents will say a few more words to myself, and I am used to it, even if they really accompany themselves, I am afraid that they and their parents are not very accustomed to this mode of life, how can that kind of stable life be as interesting as an adventurous life.

She doesn't have any illusions, except for the company of her parents, she doesn't lack anything, she can do whatever she wants, she has money anyway.

She doesn't care about the price of the goods, as long as it can bring her happiness, it is worth spending as much as she wants, her parents have money, and if they don't have money, they just ask for it.

This life gradually paralyzed her, it didn't matter, but she enjoyed it.

She still hated that Iro.

She is poor and sour, but her grades have always been among the best, Luo Xiaowen has never had a sense of existence, except for her beauty, she is often praised by the teacher, but she has never been, but she often violates the classroom order, and is named by the teacher, Ling Chen has not been here for a long time, Ling Chen often talks to her, and laughs, like a couple, of course she can't get used to it, and she is not worse than her, why can she get all the appreciation.

She put the mirror in her empty pocket, took out a notebook from her school bag, and scribbled on it.

The head teacher, wearing a brown trench coat and a pair of black pants, walked into the class.

Luo Xiaowen glanced at the head teacher, found a random book from the desk, and pretended to endorse it.

The people in the classroom were quite afraid of the majesty of the head teacher, and the voice of the endorsement slowly began to become louder.

The head teacher glanced at Iro.

Motioned for Iro to go out.

Iro went out, and she lowered her head.

"Why didn't you come yesterday?" The head teacher pushed the glasses on the tip of his nose.

"I'm sick." Iroh lowered her head.

"Then you have to have a way to contact you, I'll call you, turn off your mobile phone, call your dad, no one answers."

The head teacher said solemnly.

"Sorry, my phone broke yesterday." Iro's head was lowered even more.

"Something will happen later. Say it in advance, you know."

"Hmm," Iroh nodded.

"Let's go back. It was quite cold outside"

"Okay,

Iruo went back with a look of shame.

The head teacher ended the topic so happily, and didn't ask questions, which surprised Yiruo.

Could it be that the head teacher also feels that it is cold outside? Iroh guessed.

But this is not like the temperament of the head teacher.

Forget it, don't guess, in short, this matter is a turning page.

Of course, the head teacher wanted to ask Ira a lot of things.

But seeing that Irona lowered his head, he didn't say a word.

He knew it wasn't as simple as he thought.

Irau is a sensitive person. The head teacher was afraid of touching her sore spots, and besides, the pressure in high school was indeed very high, and the head teacher was unwilling to affect their state.

simply asked a few words, which can be regarded as a concern for Yiruo.

The head teacher doesn't expect others to think of him, as long as he teaches seriously, he doesn't need to worry about other things.

The wind continued to hang.

Iro returned to the classroom and sat down.

"The head teacher didn't say anything to you," Chen Yao looked at Yi Ruo gossipingly.

"Nothing. Didn't say anything to me. ”

"Tell me, I want to hear it," Chen Yao looked at Yi Ruo expectantly.

"Just ask me what I did yesterday."

"What about the others."

"It's cold, don't worry, or something"

"When did our homeroom teacher become so caring."

"Haha, probably always caring."

"You can pull it down, I remember the head teacher's murderous appearance."