Ling Miao, who entered the school with Luo Zixi, did not sit in the position set by the school.

Instead, he silently moved a set of tables and chairs by himself, sat quietly in the corner of the classroom, and looked at the back of Luo Zixi in front of him, without the slightest feeling of being lively in the past.

As for the classmates and teachers who were in the same classroom, they deliberately ignored Ling Miao's violations.

Although there were no malicious words or special behaviors, Luo Zixi still clearly felt the rejection and disgust of Ling Miao by the people in this room.

Under this atmosphere, the people in this room were forcibly divided into two categories, Ling Miao and others.

It was like an invisible barrier separating Ling Miao from this world.

Ignoring is often the worst form of bullying.

"It's really unpleasant." Feeling the oppressive atmosphere, Luo Zixi muttered.

At this time, Ling Miao's image can be said to be very bad, even a little terrifying.

The yellow hair is entangled with each other because of you, the thick makeup on the face is as bad as a flower cat scratching with its claws, and the bare arms and thighs are covered with all kinds of strange tattoos or graffiti.

Even if you understand the inner thoughts of these people, even if you know the cause and effect of things.

I can understand it, but I can't agree with it. Luo Zixi thought so.

Just when Luo Zixi's endurance was almost at the limit, and she was about to leave with Ling Miao.

The unexpected, unexpected, appeared in front of the classroom door.

Dirty and disheveled clothes, a body that exudes the smell of alcohol, and that half-chaotic brain, and an arrogant attitude, this is the image that Ling Miao's father is showing now.

Without caring about the feelings of the others, Ling Miao's father kicked open the door, like a rampaging wild boar, came to Ling Miao's side, grabbed Ling Miao's hair and lifted Ling Miao up from his seat.

In the process, the other people in the classroom tried to stop the man several times, but in the end they hesitated in front of the man's vicious appearance.

"Come back with me, shame on you, XX." The man whose brain was paralyzed by alcohol, causing some big tongues, said to Ling Miao.

Facing the man who suddenly appeared in front of her, Ling Miao did not make any response, but looked at the man in front of her with a condescending, stubborn and contemptuous look, as if she was looking at a funny clown.

The man seemed to feel the disdain in Ling Miao's eyes, and the anger in his heart rose, and his right hand was raised high to make a slap and was about to be fanned down.

Luo Zixi, who had been watching Ling Miao, looked at the man's movements, his brows furrowed subconsciously, and the notebook containing the ability runes had also appeared in his hand, as long as the man made further movements, Luo Zixi would stop him.

And it was also at this time that Ling Miao saw Luo Zixi's frowning face.

The moment he saw Luo Zixi, the disdain and stubbornness in Ling Miao's eyes turned into panic and fear, presumably because he didn't want his only friend to see himself so ugly.

Annoyed and angry, Ling Miao bit the man's hand, and took advantage of the moment when the man was in pain, broke free from the man's restraints, and ran out of the classroom.

"Okay, I dare to fight back, I still dare to bite Lao Tzu, XX, don't let Lao Tzu catch you, XXXX."

The man glanced at the wound on his hand and chased after him.

After Ling Miao and the man left, the entire classroom fell into a strange silence.

"It's really unpleasant." Luo Zixi looked at the reaction of the group of people in front of her, muttered this sentence again, and left the classroom with him.

Because it was still class time, all the students were confined to the classroom, and the school corridor seemed extraordinarily quiet and empty.

Following the trail of dirt and footprints, Luo Zixi ran all the way to the rooftop.

At this time, Ling Miao was forced into a corner by that man and man, and there was no way to escape around.

And the man who thought he had lost face was also gearing up to teach Ling Miao a good lesson.

This time, facing the man's raised slap, Ling Miao had no place to escape, feeling the wind brought by the slap, Ling Miao subconsciously closed his eyes.

"With your strength, it should be easy to resist him." Stopping in front of Ling Miao, Luo Zixi, who grabbed the man's wrist, said to Ling Miao.

Listening to Luo Zixi's question, Ling Miao lowered her head and didn't know how to answer.

"You XX" faced Luo Zixi, who grabbed his wrist, and the filthy words spat out from the man's mouth.

"You guy, shut up." The notes on his left hand flipped quickly, and three spells in a row were released by Luo Zixi.

'Imitation Ability: Shocked'

'Imitation ability, perception improvement'

'Imitation ability, energy release'

An electric needle shot out from Luo Zixi's fingertips and pierced straight into the man's body, and the paralyzing effect of the electric current combined with the sensitivity of the improved perception made the man freeze in place all of a sudden.

"It's okay to run away from home, it's okay to dress up like this."

"Ling Miao, you've been running away, you've been running away, this is the problem you have to face."

"You're scared, you're afraid."

"But have you thought about it, about the source of your fear, about what you are fearing about?"

"Ling Miao, no matter what it is, there must be a result."

Luo Zixi pressed Ling Miao against the wall, looked directly into Ling Miao's eyes, and said seriously.

"What if I resist?"

"I don't have anywhere to go."

"It's not that I don't want to solve it, it's that I don't have a choice at all."

"Even if I don't have this man, I'm not like I'm still a poor wretch who has been abandoned."

Facing Luo Zixi's persecution, Ling Miao roared like this.

"You say you don't have a choice, then I'll give you a choice."

"Ask me for help, Ling Miao, I'll help you."

"Just leave all the burdens to me, and I'll help you."

"Just say it, please help me, and that's it."

"If I can't even ask for help, I don't think I need to meddle."

Luo Zixi looked at Ling Miao and said.

"Zixi, please, please help me." Under Luo Zixi's gaze, Ling Miao said in an almost pleading tone.