Chapter 9: Hate

Everyone in the class looked at the two people in the last row nervously, and they couldn't help but worry about Song Ning.

It's coming, Yu Ling's temper is coming up again, he is really not such a kind person!

It's only been a few days, and it's just like that.

Wen Ranran was also very anxious, she wanted to go over to help Song Ning, but she was stopped by her tablemate.

"Don't go over, I'm afraid that Yu Ling will beat you up later......"

Wen Ranran: "......"

In the back row, Song Ning was a little at a loss, she knew the reason why Yu Ling would treat her like this.

She wanted to explain, but Yu Ling didn't pay attention to her at all.

Yu Ling hates her now.

Song Ning took a deep breath, calmed her emotions again, and said calmly: "Yu Ling, it's almost class, I have to go back to my seat." ”

Yu Ling still ignored her.

In the end, the front table still couldn't stand it, so they moved their table forward and took the initiative to make a small aisle for Song Ning.

"Song Ning, let's go in from here."

"Thank you."

Song Ning thought that it would be okay when she returned to her seat, but she didn't expect Yu Ling to stand up suddenly, take her mobile phone and leave the classroom.

It's almost time for class, is he going to skip class blatantly?

Song Ning's heart was even more uncomfortable, as if a small needle was piercing her heart, it wouldn't hurt very much, but it was very painful.

The front table couldn't help but turn around and ask her, "Yu Ling, what's wrong?" Did you mess with him? ”

Song Ning's fingertips trembled, "Hmm." ”

The front table suddenly changed to a sympathetic expression, "Then you are miserable, Yu Ling didn't seem to say that he didn't beat girls......"

Song Ning: "......"

She felt that it was true that Yu Ling hated her now, but not to the point of beating her.

The front table saw that she was in a bad mood, so he didn't continue to bother her.

In the end, as she thought, Yu Ling really skipped class.

It's a whole day to escape.

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When school was over, Song Ning borrowed the squad leader's mobile phone and sent Yu Ling a few WeChat messages.

Axi: [I'm Song Ning, I have a few words I want to tell you through the class leader's WeChat.] ]

Axi: [If you don't want to tutor, then you don't, I'll tell Teacher Liu.] ]

Assi: [However, if you have any questions you don't know in the future, you can always ask me.] ]

Assi: [Studying is the most important thing, you hate me, but there's no need to put your studies into it.] ]

Assi: [That's what I want to say to you, I'm going to disturb you.] ]

After sending WeChat, Song Ning returned the phone to the squad leader.

The squad leader naturally saw the message she sent, and felt a little sorry for her, "You don't need to be so attentive, you don't know who Yu Ling is, he doesn't like to study in the first place." ”

Song Ning didn't say anything, just smiled at him.

The squad leader looked at her smile and sneered, such a well-behaved and beautiful girl, how could Yu Ling be willing to let people be wronged?

And Yu Ling, who was far away on the basketball court at this moment, just sat down to rest not long ago, and found that he had a few more messages on WeChat.

He looked at it for a while, and his expression didn't change much from beginning to end.

"Brother Yu, what are you looking at? Let me see it too! Chen Yu jumped out of nowhere and was about to look at his phone.

Of course, Yu Ling didn't let him see it, and put away the phone with a cold face.

"It's so stingy, isn't it just to read WeChat......" Chen Yu couldn't help but beep quietly.

Yu Ling ignored his, reached out and took the basketball in his arms, and went back to play.

He read WeChat, but it wasn't that he didn't feel it at all.

He only felt that Song Ning was quite self-aware.

He was, indeed, hated her.