Xiao Ling lay in the school hospital for most of the day, and couldn't stay still, so he finally left here and hurried back to the dormitory.

To her surprise, not only was the precarious door of the dormitory repaired, but there was no trace of Cui Naiwen in the dormitory. It's as if nothing happened.

Xiao Ling was in a trance for a moment, but he didn't dare to delay, picked up a bunch of teaching materials and ran to the teaching building. She had been absent from class for three days, and Xiao Ling did not allow herself to do this. If you want to become an accomplished genetic physiotherapist, you can't miss a class, this is the bottom line that Xiao Ling gave herself.

Even though she's not yet a student in that major.

Today is the fourth day after the start of school, and the last day of the week has classes. Xiao Ling rushed to the classroom non-stop, entered decisively through the back door, and stood there panting, and the whole class turned around to look at her.

Xiao Ling felt that her face was flushing, this classroom was full of soft armchairs, one of the chairs in front was empty, and she subconsciously walked forward.

The teacher suddenly shouted, blocking Xiao Ling's footsteps: "What are you doing here?" ”

Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment, and was a little hesitant in the eyes of his classmates: "I, I'm coming to class, ah, I used to be in the school hospital, and now I'm better... ”

"I know," the teacher interrupted me calmly, "you're Xiao Ling, right?" You're not a student in my class, your class is on the other side. ”

Her ** black robe and affirmative tone were unquestionable, so Xiao Ling couldn't help but turn out the timetable of the textbook in her hand.

"This is the school building, Block A, 307, psychotherapy class, isn't it?"

The teacher said coldly: "Yes, but you are no longer a student in our class, and your class is on the opposite side." She repeated it again.

Xiao Ling subconsciously pointed to the empty seat and said, "Isn't there an empty seat?" ”

The teacher paused and said solemnly, "That's Cui Naiwen's." She took a leave of absence. ”

After saying this, the eyes of the students in the class and the teacher were glued to Xiao Ling. Xiao Lingcai reacted that she and Cui Naiwen were in the same major, but they didn't see each other. And these gathered eyes were like a trial, Xiao Ling felt that it was impossible for Ms. Ou to hide the events of that day, maybe these people had already known that they had hurt Xiao Ling inexplicably, and regarded her like a beast.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling abruptly left the classroom and walked to the opposite class according to the teacher's instructions. Although it is only a corridor and two classrooms, the interior layout is completely different. If the classroom just now is comfortable and warm, then this classroom fully embodies the "cold and hard" style, the whole room is very large, the tables and chairs are in a row, but there are not many places.

Xiao Ling didn't know what the major of this class was, but the people in the room were not very surprised to see her, and the teacher even said, "Find a seat and sit down." ”

Xiao Ling hurriedly went to the first row to sit down in the only vacant seat, took out his notebook, and listened to the teacher's lecture.

This teacher looked much kinder than the one just now, and he was chubby and smiling. She was controlling the browser to keep turning the pages, showing everyone what looked like the war, while walking up to Xiao Ling, pulling out one of her heavy books, snapping her fingers, and the book automatically turned a few pages.

"Today we're talking about the First Genetic World War, Part I."

Xiao Ling looked at the book dumbfounded, and the book cover clearly read "Gene Physiotherapy Course - History of Genetic Weapons". She looked up at the big screen in front of her, wasn't it a picture of the First Genetic World War?

The teacher leisurely paced up and down the podium, talking about the origin of genetic weapons - the history of the First Genetic World War.

This used to be a past that Xiao Ling was very obsessed with, but now she was so full of doubts that she couldn't listen carefully.

How could this book, which was not among the textbooks she received, end up in her dorm room? What's more, because Cui Naiwen got in the way, she was originally assigned to the Department of Psychological Physiotherapy, how could she return to the Department of Genetic Physiotherapy as she wished?

Xiao Ling felt that the whole person was confused, if she hadn't just heard that Cui Naiwen was suspended from school due to injury, she would really think that everything that happened in the past few days was just a dream.

"The research and development of our country's genetic weapons originally originated from the first single-man mecha developed and created by a general during a national critical battle. The general's name was Ling Chen, and the first mecha he created was characterized by。。。。。。 ”

Although he was very puzzled about the current situation, Xiao Ling was still quite satisfied with this result. Although she deserved it, in the face of this hard-won situation, in the spirit of not wasting a minute or a second, she listened carefully to the class.

Relatively speaking, the history class was relatively boring, but Xiao Ling listened attentively to the class, listening to the teacher tell the story on the eve of the first genetic war.

Xiao Ling has little memory of his childhood, and his impression of his parents is very vague. When she was young, Uncle Han always gave the same answer to her questions: "Your father fought with the Genetic Armed Forces in World War I, and I was a comrade-in-arms, but he died on the battlefield. By the time I found your mother, she was terminally ill, and you were left alone. ”

As for the reason why his father died, Uncle Han always said one reason for each one, Xiao Ling has been determined to be a doctor since then, and his most ambitious ambition is to be able to save lives on the battlefield. Later, she grew up slowly and gradually realized how difficult it is for a woman to achieve her dream goal under this society, so Xiao Ling was a little cowardly. Thinking about it now, the feelings for Han Yuechuan may be related to this cowardice.

Xiao Ling took two deep breaths, waved the memory out of his mind, and focused on the lesson.

The duration of a class is an hour and a half, and this history lesson is the last class of the day. After class, Xiao Ling put away the textbooks and notebooks, turned around and wanted to walk to the door, but as soon as he turned around, he was startled.

"Why are you still standing here and not going to eat?"

Behind Xiao Ling, a row of girls stood there neatly, a pair of big watery eyes, all staring at her tightly.

Xiao Ling was stared at a little hairy: "Is there something?" "She had just come out of the school hospital, and she was afraid of another incident.

Among the girls in that row, there was one of the tallest, long-haired girls who stood up and said with a little timidity: "Xiao Ling, do you remember me?" ”

Xiao Ling looked her up and down, and suddenly had a little impression: "I remember, at the opening ceremony, you were whipped for me!" ”

When the tall girl saw me, she nodded vigorously, and turned back to her companions quite proudly, which made Xiao Ling laugh.

What a child, Xiao Ling thought.

It turned out that just after the opening ceremony that day, Xiao Ling's feat shocked the whole school. The incident where she pushed Cui Naiwen two meters away was witnessed by many people, but Ms. Ou did not hold her accountable at all, but transferred her from the originally unpopular psychological physiotherapy department to the popular gene physiotherapy department, which made everyone even more curious about the inside story of this matter.

The tall girl's name is Lu Yasu, who was originally a member of the class, because she had a relationship with Xiao Ling, so she pulled a vote and wanted to ask here to understand.

Lu Yasu was curious: "So what happened that day?" How did you do that? ”

Xiao Ling blinked, feeling that the scene in front of him was very funny. She was afraid of being expelled, she somehow hurt someone, and she had just escaped from danger, and now she was treated like a little hero, and life is really more exciting than history.

As for how he hurt Cui Naiwen and the two black-robed people, Xiao Ling himself didn't know very well. However, she turned her mind and did not tell the facts and the inventory.

"I just think that we women, in the face of unjust and unfair things, can't easily accept it without resistance. We have to express our grievances, and we have to fight for it, of course, no matter what means are used. Xiao Lingmo said such words vaguely and asked tentatively.

The girls were originally driven by curiosity because of Xiao Ling's actions, and now when they heard their "hero" say such words, their eyes widened one by one, and they looked at her incredulously.

Lu Yasu asked even more bluntly: "Resistance? Dissatisfied? She glanced at the girls around her, "How?" ”

Xiao Ling looked around and saw that there was no one else, so he whispered, "When you enter the school, you should have seen the ranking of your grades." I was the first in the school, but I was transferred to the Department of Psychotherapy at the beginning, which was unfair to me. ”

The girls couldn't believe "ah", Xiao Ling made a quiet gesture: "Don't make a noise, now I have won my due rights and interests through resistance." So, you see, I'm just an orphan girl without parents, and I can do this, and if you encounter something unfair, you can definitely resist it. ”

The girls nodded one after another, making an "oh" sound, and Xiao Ling was slightly relieved. Lu Yasu blinked her eyes and said innocently: "But I have never encountered injustice." ”

Xiao Ling's heart was shocked, looking at Lu Yasu's innocent appearance, and suddenly seemed to see himself back then. Recalling the past, she had the heart to give Lu Yasu a good word, but she couldn't say it after all, so she turned to comfort: "I hope you can be so safe in your life." ”

Lu Yasu nodded, but before she could finish an action, she suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, is my injury unfair or not?" ”

After that, she slowed down, revealing the scar on the back of her neck, and Xiao Ling remembered that this was the day of school, and Lu Yasu was whipped by Ms. Ou because of herself. She herself recovered early because of her physique, but thinking that an ordinary physique like Lu Yasu really fell on this injury, I don't know if this scar will subside.

Xiao Ling sighed: "Of course forget it." ”