On Monday, when Fu Wei entered the classroom wearing the jacket she bought over the weekend, it unsurprisingly attracted the attention of most of the students in the class.

What they were surprised was not Fu Miao's clothes, but He Miaomiao's clothes, which were actually the same as Fu Miao's?

He Miaomiao's family background and classmates in the class all know a rough idea, her parents have no education, her father is an alcoholic and gambling, and she has a younger brother at home.

She has always been the winner of the poverty grant in the class, and she followed Fu Hui, specifically why her classmates could guess a rough idea, so no one ever persuaded her to stay away from Fu Yuan, and never helped her stand out in front of Fu Yuan, for fear that she would lose Fu Yuan's thigh.

However, the people who paid He Miaomiao before were all Xiaoli Xiaohui, and now they can actually wear girlfriend clothes.

Fu Mo sat down in the seat, and Sun Cong, the famous "gossip king" in the back seat class, had the courage to poke Fu Tao's back, "Sister An, Sister An, He Miaomiao and your clothes are the same style, did you give her?" ”

He was particularly interested in the gossip between Fu Mo and He Miaomiao, and after the last exam, he deliberately chose the position behind Fu Miao, wanting to get a first-hand gossip.

As for why he didn't go to the position next to the weak He Miaomiao, it wasn't all because Fu Miao was the one who was favored, she wouldn't go to He Miaomiao's position, but He Miaomiao would definitely not come to her position.

"Or do you think she can afford it?" Fu Mo teased easily, her voice did not turn down the volume because she was in the classroom, her sarcastic and sneering voice sounded in the still quiet classroom, "But she can really do it, she has time before buying clothes, and she is not free after selling clothes." ”

"My more than 10,000 yuan is only enough to buy her for dozens of minutes, how expensive it is," she sat with her back to the blackboard, ostensibly chatting with Sun Cong in the back seat, but her eyes stopped at He Miaomiao, who was not far behind Sun Cong.

"So, you all have to thank He Miaomiao, after all, she has been with you for more than two years, and she has confiscated your money. I should also be thankful that although she took my money, she gave me a discount so that I would not lose my money. ”

The irony in Fu Miao's words was that everyone could hear it, and the classmates couldn't help but look at He Miaomiao, who was like a nobody, with her hands under the table, her head down and reading a book, as if she was reading English, and her mouth kept opening and closing.

She didn't react in the slightest, but that doesn't mean that the messenger of justice didn't.

Peng Zheng didn't have a long memory, he got up from his seat like last time, and then pointed at Fu Wei with righteousness, "Lin Yu'an, how can you say this about He Miaomiao, maybe people really have something, don't spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and use your vulgar money to defile others!" ”

"Heh," Fu Zheng took a box of chocolates to share with Sun Cong, as soon as Peng Zheng's voice fell, Fu Hao immediately threw a small ball made of tin foil outside the chocolate at him, and then glanced at him coldly, disdainfully answering.

Her excitement and silence became the source of Peng Zheng's self-confidence, and he was hit by a tin foil ball and opened the microphone passionately: "Lin Yu'an, you are just annoyed and angry, you are a scum who bullies people with money, scum!" ”

Fu Mo pushed the rest of the chocolate forward and gave it all to Sun Cong, and then looked at Peng Zheng with a straight face, the sneer on the corner of his mouth slowly expanded, "Peng Zheng, you have a bubble in your brain, right?" Since you want to talk about it, then I will accompany you to talk about He Miaomiao, but don't ride your mother and walk back. ”

"He Miaomiao, don't you have anything to say, you told me on Saturday that there was something at home, but you stayed in the mall until six o'clock in the afternoon and didn't go home, right?"

"Don't tell me that you went home and then went to the mall, you can't fool me, or rather, you have something to do in the mall, but the mall is selling things, are you in such a hurry... Sell? ”

She deliberately dragged out the end note, and the moment the sound stopped, many students in the class couldn't help laughing.

He Miaomiao's family is poor, and she can't necessarily rent a shop in the mall to sell things, she is a girl, what else to sell besides herself.

"I am... I..." He Miaomiao's face flushed, she did stay in the mall until six o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday before leaving, Su Pan took her to buy her a lot of things, and studied Fu Yuan's mobile phone with her.

Also did a big thing.

"Don't explain, anyway, the facts are there, and those who understand will naturally understand," Fu Mo looked at her straightly, and the loss in her words could not be concealed, "Everyone is a classmate, originally I wanted to get together and have a good break, but your dog is too disobedient and barks everywhere." ”

"An An, how can you say that about Peng Zheng," He Miaomiao gritted her teeth and retorted strongly, she began her White Lotus self-ability display, her eyes were red, and she bit her lip and looked at each other aggrievedly.

He Miaomiao thought about it seriously just now, and remembered what Su Pan said to her on Saturday, she didn't need to back down on everything, she had to be tough.

Now this society will always favor the weak, and a sharp person like Fu Hui can't please in front of people who don't know the whole picture.

What if she used Fu Yuan's money, didn't she stay with Fu Tao for so long, and she also covered up for her to fall in love.

"What did I say about him, wasn't he your dog just now, but it's a pity that he followed the wrong master, tsk."

"But Peng Zheng, your dog is really liked by the owner, the owner is talking for you, it's awesome."

Fu Mo said the opposite, Peng Zheng was so distracted by He Miaomiao's support just now that he couldn't get off the stage, and now he is still protected by He Miaomiao, he has become a clown on the stage, there is no way forward, there is no way out, he can only be ridiculed and become a joke.

The atmosphere in the class was awkward, those who read books couldn't read it, those who read books didn't have the courage to read out loud, and even those who wanted to chat were frozen by this atmosphere and had nothing to say.

He Miaomiao sobbed softly in her seat, and the table next to her moved her chair out and moved away from her.

Peng Zheng stood on the seat, standing or sitting, and the whole person was awkwardly fixed there.

The only harmonious atmosphere belongs to Fu Mo and Sun Cong, Fu Mo took a lot of snacks and put them on Sun Cong's table, as if he was having a tea party, eating comfortably and leisurely.

From time to time, he also said a few words loudly He Miaomiao, and his tone was not good.

He Miaomiao looked at the back of the girl's head in front of her, her eyes empty.

Su Pan hasn't come yet, she is alone in her seat, the only one who helps her is a straw bale, He Miaomiao is too lazy to give a look.

Her hand under the table held the phone that Fu Hui gave her, and her grip trembled as if she was angry.

The screen of the mobile phone suddenly remembered that it was a text message signed by Li Wenlei.

Daily good morning confession text messages.

He Miaomiao's gaze locked on Fu Miao, looking at her side face as she was eating happily with Sun Cong, and tapped her thumbs on the screen.

Since you have been unkind to me, then don't blame me for being unjust to you.