"That Zhang Xiaobei is really hateful, Qingmeng, why don't you let us teach her a lesson? Did you just let her go? Xiao Slow said.

"It doesn't matter, although Zhang Xiaobei has gone too far, I don't care, I have forgiven her." Ling Qingmeng said with a smile.

How Zhang Xiaobei went too far, Ling Qingmeng didn't want to say.

"Qingmeng, you are just too kind, alas." Xiao Slow pretended to say this in a serious tone, and deliberately raised his voice.

During the conversation between these people, Su Yufeng had already walked past them and listened to their conversation.

……

Ling Qingmeng is the school flower, and her classroom is right next door to Zhang Xiaobei's class.

And Su Yufeng and Ling Qingmeng are in the same class, and Ling Qingmeng likes Su Yufeng.

Ling Qingmeng left a good impression on Su Yufeng that he was very kind, and Ling Qingmeng also planned to find an opportunity to confess to Su Yufeng, so he had the show just now, just to act for Su Yufeng.

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6:10 a.m.

"Ring, ring, ring." The bell rings for morning reading.

Zhang Xiaobei had already arrived in the classroom, but when she walked to her desk, she found that her chair was missing.

Who's playing prank......

"Hehehehe......" An's laughter.

Hearing An Huan's laughter, Zhang Xiaobei turned her head and looked at An Huan's location, thinking to herself: It must be An Huan, she must have hidden her chair.

Thinking like this, Zhang Xiaobei couldn't help clenching his fists, raised his feet and walked towards An Huan.

"Anhuan, where did you hide my chair?" Zhang Xiaobei stopped in front of An Huan's desk and looked at An Huan's complicated face.

"Oh...... How dare you call me by my name? An Huan supported her chin with her hands, looked at Zhang Xiaobei with a smile in her eyes, and said, "Give you a chance, call it again." ”

Zhang Xiaobei's shoulders fell, and he suddenly felt frustrated, gritted his teeth, and looked at everyone with disdain: "Chief." Where did you hide my chair, Master? ”

"Your chair is missing, so why are you looking for your chair?" An Wan laughed.

"You, you ......" Zhang Xiaobei was choked, and was speechless for a while, stretched out his hand and pointed at An Huan's nose and didn't say anything for a long time.

The surrounding classmates looked at Zhang Xiaobei's aggrieved appearance, and they all laughed: "Hahaha......"

On the other hand, An Huan, with Erlang's legs crossed, is simply not too proud.

The chair "mysteriously disappeared", Zhang Xiaobei could only guess that An Huan did it, but she had no evidence.

"There's no evidence, why do you say I hid your chair, eh?" An Huan said with a smile again.

Hearing An Huan's words, Zhang Xiaobei was ashamed and angry, she intuitively felt that An Huan did it.

Who else in this class would do this except An Huan?

In the past, whether it was in the class or in the dormitory, when did she lose something, it wasn't An Huan or An Huan instructed someone to do it?

- Nope.

It's not just Anhuan, everyone in the class can do that.

After all, Zhang Xiaobei knew that the classmates in this class—and even the whole school—looked at her unpleasantly.

Everyone saw her as a "village aunt and village aunt", never respected her, and partnered to isolate and bully her.

"I hid your chair, so what if you can bite me?" At this time, An Huan said again.

Hearing An Huan suddenly admit that she hid her chair, Zhang Xiaobei breathed a sigh of relief, and her face looked a little better.

"Chief, where did you hide my chair, can you tell me?" Zhang Xiaobei asked angrily.