Lu Xixing's face stiffened, thinking of the person in the ward who said lightly that he knew he was wrong, and his eyes were crossed with disgust.

Soon said with a cold face:

"Don't worry, she didn't write the speech."

If she really wrote it, how could she admit that she was wrong?

Liar!

Lu Ziyu was relieved, and he was not so surprised that the speech was not written by Lu Yu, but he quickly pretended to be casual and said:

"But why did my sister ...... before?"

Aware of something, I kept my mouth intimately.

Lu Xixing's hand holding the chopsticks had tightened, and his expression was a little ugly, at first glance, it was because Lu Yu had to say that the speech was written by her, and his perception of his own sister was even worse.

Lu Ziyu lowered his head and continued to eat.

When Shu Wanying came out, Lu Ziyu was already carrying her schoolbag and going to school for evening self-study, Lu Xixing checked the speech on the computer with a cold face, and when he saw that it was still displayed, he smashed the mouse angrily.

Shu Wanying passed by the door of his room, her steps paused, and her tone was helpless:

"Xi Xing."

Lu Xixing immediately closed the search page and stood up.

Shu Wanying had already entered his room, glanced at the computer with a black screen, and looked helpless and faintly conniving:

"Why are you losing your temper again?"

Lu Xixing held back the fire and could only whisper: "I don't." ”

Shu Wanying is also forty-five, but the years seem to treat her very favorably, her gentle and amiable face has not changed much compared with a few years ago, but it looks more feminine and temperamental:

"Xi Xing, your father is still recuperating, you have to be sensible."

She sighed, "Don't make your dad angry. ”

Lu Xixing felt guilty: "I know." ”

seems to know that Lu Xixing is too stubborn in treating Lu Yu in the matter that he is always cold, and he is quite sensible in other things, Shu Wanying did not reprimand, but said slowly:

"Mom knows that there is a gap between you and Lu Yu, but no matter what, she is your own sister......."

Seeing Lu Xixing's ugly face, he still sighed:

“...... Even if you don't like her, don't be angry with your dad during this time. ”

She doesn't like Lu Yu either, but what can she do.

Lu Yu is indeed their biological daughter, and she has been lost for so many years, their family owes her, as long as she doesn't make any big mistakes, it is impossible for this family to kick her out.

No matter how angry Lu Xixing is, he still has to back down.

The boy with a little unruly between his eyebrows clenched his fists, and finally answered with his head down.

He knew that his parents were not in good health, and he was always angry because of Lu Yu's affairs recently, so he couldn't be angry with his parents anymore.

But I still have a fire in my heart.

If it weren't for that Lu Yu lying, why would there be so many things now!

Lu Yu is a harmful spirit!

After Shu Wanying left, the domineering and arrogant Lu Jiasanshao rudely flipped out the English speech manuscript with a beautiful and elegant English font and a chic demeanor, took out a lighter, and watched the beautiful manuscript turn to ashes with a cold face.

Since she wants to make trouble unreasonably, then this so-called evidence, his brother will destroy it for her, and see what else she uses to frame Ziyu, saying that Ziyu's speech was written by her!

.......

The evening self-study after the exam is always the most relaxed time for everyone, even the worst class 7 is no exception, holding the paper airplane made of paper papers, flying around the classroom and corridor, occasionally seeing the teacher, and saying with a hippie smile: "Hello teacher." ”

The teacher who passed by slowed down and nodded.

Class 7 is full of school choice students, most of whom were sent in by their parents at the expense of their parents, and they want to know who they are.

When Lu Yu entered the eleventh middle school before, Lu's father specially asked the principal to leave Lu Yu in Lu Ziyu's first class, but the head teacher, Mr. Mo, was dissatisfied, and the final result of the negotiation was that as long as Lu Yu had a passing grade, let her stay in the first class.

The other teachers felt that Teacher Mo was really merciful and lowered the threshold of the special class to such a low level.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yu still didn't pass, and went directly to the worst seventh class.

This really makes all teachers see what kind of bad grades the so-called bad girl, the little girl who has been lost for five or six years, has become.

And although Lu Yu doesn't wear makeup or fancy clothes, he has a few strands of black hair that is dyed white, and the whole person is also loose, so he doesn't like Lu Yu anymore.

After the seventh class, Teacher Jiang hid the disdain in his expression, his pace sped up a little, leaving the noise behind him, and when he passed through the first class, he caught a glimpse of a group of top students who had answers to the answers, and slowed down again, with a little relief on his face.

It is still the students of the special class, which is more pleasing to the eye.

......

Class 7 was very noisy, and the classes adjacent to Class 7 were unbearable, and they were about to call the head teacher of their class to come, when they heard what seemed to be a book on the table, and there was a heavy sound.

All of a sudden, the entire classroom next door fell silent.

The book was thrown by Gu Yu and thrown on her desk.

The girl who was clean and clean, with a dictionary on the bright table, her hair scattered on her shoulders, changed into another black T-shirt, and gray jeans The girl had just sat down lazily in her place when Song Yue ran in.

Gasp.

When I sat in my position, I was still fanning the wind with my hands.

Gu Yu took out a small pink fan from the desk, aimed it at Song Yue and began to blow it.

I lazily pinched a headphone and put it on my left ear.

Song Yue smiled at Gu Yu, put the fan between the two of them, and looked at the game interface on Gu Yu's mobile phone, the voice was very small:

"Lu Yu, do you think I'm a little early today?"

Gu Yu glanced at the time on his phone, eight thirty, and changed his words:

"There is progress."

Song Yue's eyes lit up: "Yes, right!" ”

She obviously wanted to tell her something else, but when she saw the head teacher who walked into the classroom, she still stopped, hurriedly opened her schoolbag, took out the book, and prepared to read.

Most of the seventh class is not a learner, except for Song Yue, who will listen to lectures and write homework seriously, most of them are here to mess around, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are quite afraid of their homeroom teacher, so when they see him, they will still pretend to take out a book and read it.

Oh, except for Gu Yu.

In the sparse sound of reading, only Gu Yu stretched out his white fingers, stuffed the black earphones into the left and right ears, and then played the game openly.

The homeroom teacher glanced around the classroom and noticed Song Yue, who was reading seriously, and Gu Yu, who was playing with her mobile phone, for a while.

I sighed in my heart, but I still didn't care.

Song Yue also tried to let this aunt study hard before, but this one either held her head and said that she couldn't understand, or yawned and said that she was tired and wanted to sleep, so she spent the day like this.

Song Yue couldn't, so she had to go with her.

However, the teachers of Class 7 have a number in their hearts, and they usually open one eye and close one eye.

No one specially taught Gu Yu anything.

The game Gu Yu is playing is a very simple racing game, I don't know if it's because of the slow response of the mobile phone, the runway is extended little by little with the car, Song Yue was still very interested before, seeing Gu Yu's hand speed, he still dispelled the idea of joining.

The game of the big guys, they are not worthy of such mortals.

The man's warm voice sounded in the ears of the person who was playing the game:

"How have you been feeling lately? Does the head still hurt? ”