CHAPTER XXII
"Didn't he ask you to go to the library during winter vacation? I still go to your house to help you move the table or something, and I still don't like you? ”
"Yunxi, you are just too kind. Don't you get angry when you see Song Zhu approaching Mu Jiang? She's obviously doing it on purpose, so let's give her some color and see if we're okay? ”
Tang Sifeng grabbed Ruan Yunxi's arm and persuaded bitterly. His eyebrows were full of anxiety, and there were two tears in the corners of his eyes, and he looked like a person who was upset and heartbroken for his best friend.
"Sifeng, are you thinking too much. Aren't Song Zhu and Mu Jiang stopping small? It's normal for the two of them to have a better relationship! Today I said that I was going to the school to report and get the book, so let's go. ”
Ruan Yunxi withdrew his eyes from looking at Mu Jiangzhu, and wiped away the blankness that flashed in his eyes. Ignoring Tang Sifeng, he strode in the direction of the school.
"Yunxi, Yunxi!" Seeing that Ruan Yunxi ignored him, Tang Sifeng's facial expression began to become hideous. The nails pinched a little deeper into the flesh, and there was a bit of fierceness in his tone: "Song Zhu, you wait!" ”
Today is the first day of school, and Xie Jue did not come to class.
I really don't know what he's busy with all day long, hiding from debts? Or are you in some business? Thinking of the hot pot restaurant last time, Song Zhu wanted to go to the gossip place to ask if he had called the police.
But what does that have to do with yourself? Curiosity kills cats, and the more you know, the more things you get involved. In this life, Song Zhu just wants to save his life.
It's just that Xie Jue's mother ......
Last time in the hospital, she insisted on giving herself money, and in the end, Song Zhu only charged medical fees. Protecting and taking care of Xie Jue or something, she really didn't dare to promise anything to a woman.
It's raining today, and half an hour of recess exercise has become a rare break.
Picking up the thermos cup and taking a few sips, Song Zhu looked out the window and was slightly distracted.
"Song Zhu, the head teacher is looking for you." Someone called at the door of the class, and Song Zhu retracted his thoughts.
It's just that before he left the classroom, the classmates in the class were already whispering.
Song Zhu has never cared about this, after all, what the original owner did before was really despicable.
The things that these children passed on were nothing more than how to seduce Mu Jiang to stop, or what they did to bully their classmates.
It's just that the content of today's discussion seems to be different.
"What is the head teacher looking for her! Shouldn't she know about her fooling around with men? ”
"What man? What the hell? ”
"You don't know yet! I went crazy by the time I ate at noon today. I heard that Song Zhu went to Chunjiang Huayue Tower with a man, and was seen by the school flower and her friends. Tang Sifeng, a classmate in the next class, persuaded him with good words, but was beaten by that man. ”
"Really? I really can't see it! Unexpectedly, Song Zhu's grades improved, but his character was even worse, and he was even more shameless. ”
Song Zhu, who had just walked to the door, paused, a little helpless: "......, won't you just go to deliver a takeaway?" As for the bloody plot of such a hit?
The expression on his face froze, and Song Zhu looked back at the group of little children, completely uninterested in paying attention to it.
After everyone saw Song Zhu turn around, they were busy silencing. There were also a few girls who looked down on Song Zhu and threw a look of disgust at Song Zhu.
Are you isolated? What did Tang Sifeng do?
Song Zhu raised his eyebrows, okay, this is quiet. With a light sigh, he turned to leave.
"Song Zhu, you did well in the final exam! Your progress has been really great. How is it, are you still used to being at the same table with Xie Jue? ”
In the office, Li Ming looked at Song Zhu with a spring breeze on his face, and sighed that he had met a good seedling.
The man looked like he was thirty or forty years old, with a slightly fat body, a flat head, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. It seems to have an inexplicable sense of joy, which also matches his label of "someone else's homeroom teacher".
"Well, I'm used to it." Song Zhu's eyes narrowed into the shape of a crescent moon, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, looking youthful and energetic.
Xie Jue doesn't come to class much, and even if he comes, the two don't have much to do with each other. There is a table as if there is nothing, so I can't be idle. Of course I got used to it!
"Uh-huh, you guys have to work together! Xie Jue has been at the same table with you, and his grades seem to have improved. It seems that Song has really worked hard. ”
Song Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "...... Well, is it? I didn't do anything about it. "Going from the first to the last to the second, is this progress serious?
Li Ming glanced at Song Zhu with satisfaction, took out a few thick teaching aids from the side, and pushed them in front of Song Zhu: "Classmate Song, please bring these teaching aids to Xie Jue." It's the second semester of the second year of high school, and I want to urge him to study hard! Good work! ”
"Uh-huh, Mr. Song, I will." Song Zhu took the information and coughed lightly.
It's Xie Jue again, are you going to see Xie Jue again?
Returning to the classroom with the book, Song Zhu found that the eyes of the minors looking at him had changed again.
Several people gathered together in groups of three or five, secretly looking at Song Zhu, and from time to time let out a small laugh, and there was even some caution in their expressions. Quite like you're watching a good show?
What's going on? Well, Song Zhu returned to his seat and then knew what was going on.
His desk was toppled over, and the books in the drawer fell to the ground. Some of them were stained with water and even stepped on a few times.
Song Zhu frowned. Are these people so blatant in school bullying?
She has always been good-natured, but this time such a bad behavior has stepped on her minefield.
"Who did it?" pressed his eyebrows, Song Zhu's face remained unchanged, but his voice had sunk.
She glanced back and saw that the classmates around her were all bowing their heads and silent.
There are those who laugh secretly, those who are nervous for fear of being involved, those who watch the show with an indifferent face, and those who are disgusted and hate themselves after eating flies.
Song Zhu took a deep breath, squatted down and began to sort out the remaining books, the teaching aids he bought had been torn to pieces; Also, her bag is missing.
There were also some ID cards and wallets in the schoolbag, as well as a new thermos cup that Song's father gave her for the New Year.
Song Zhu got up a little anxiously, and almost at the same time, Mu Jiang stopped coming in from the door of the classroom: "Whose schoolbag is hanging on the tree outside, many people ......"
"What's wrong?" Mu Jiang paused, only to feel that the atmosphere in the classroom was a little strangely quiet.
Hung from a tree? Isn't it raining outside?
"Where?" Song Zhu unconsciously raised his volume, and his tone was a little restless.
"Right out there, yours?" Mu Jiang was stunned for a moment, and inadvertently saw Song Zhu's desk lying on the ground, and his face darkened suddenly. Just as he wanted to say something, he saw Song Zhu running out anxiously.