Ye Lingan harmed people and pretended to be innocent like this, and was protected by the professor.

It's not fair!

Lu Jie snorted hatefully, a thought came to his heart, sneered, turned around and strode away.

Soon, a post appeared on the school bar, and because the names of the school flower Ye Huatian and the school scumbag Ye Ling'an appeared at the same time.

The popularity was high, and it quickly reached the top and became the most popular post.

The post is titled "The Vicious Scumbag Girl of the School Flower of the 818 Alluring City"

The owner of the post tried his best to use vicious language, and Ye Ling'an's body was incomplete.

Especially the fact that Ye Lingan broke Ye Hua's hand, which was greatly exaggerated, portraying Ye Huatian as a kind, weak and bullied little white flower, while Ye Lingan was the sister who attacked her sister because she was jealous and did not repent.

The whole school knew about it, and the upper echelons heard about it.

In the post, how innocent and popular Ye Huatian is, how vicious and scolded Ye Lingan is.

A storm of public opinion is coming to Ling'an.

It's just that she doesn't know it yet.

She sat upright in the classroom, her big clear eyes staring at the blackboard, her gaze following Professor Xiao's fingers.

I listened very carefully.

- although she didn't understand.

But Sister Ah said that in life, there are many necessary virtues, and respecting teachers is one of them.

It means that if you don't understand, you have to listen to it.

Ling An is Sister A's good child and will never disobey her words.

In the clan, she quietly beat up many people who wanted to bully her, only the teachers invited back by Sister Ah were very fierce to her, but how could they get back.

Ye Ling'an pursed his mouth aggrievedly.

However, the teacher here is quite good, so she doesn't have to worry.

Ling An held his cheeks and was in a much better mood.

Wusu stumbled on her shoulder, not forgetting to dismantle the stage.

"Woohoo!"

- But his grandfather who beat up the little grandsons of the teachers can't even recognize him.

Ling An: ......

With an expression on his face, he grabbed the little fat bird and threw it out of the window.

It just so happened that her location was by the window, which was very convenient.

Wusu fluttered his little wings, and finally steadied.

I couldn't help but pat my chest, but fortunately, it didn't work out this time.

Oh, not good! Forgot to fly!

The little fat bird stared at a pair of mung bean eyes and smashed to the ground with lightning speed.

Make your own bread, and you shall not live.

Tsk –

Halfway through class, Ling An suddenly realized that the evil thoughts about her in class had doubled.

It's just that in Professor Xiao's class, no one dares to look around.

I didn't encounter the situation I encountered when I entered the door again.

Ling An was at a loss.

What's going on?

She pursed her lips, noticing what they were all looking at with their phones.

Ling An frowned slightly, in the end he restrained the urge to take out his mobile phone.

When the hour-long class time had passed, Professor Xiao announced a ten-minute break.

She took out her phone and looked at it a little awkwardly.

I looked at all kinds of chat tools, and finally found it in the school post bar.

Suddenly.

Ling An turned sideways to avoid a flying "hidden weapon".

The hidden weapon fell to the ground, rolled into the corner and disappeared.

It was a glass bead.

If you hit it, it hurts.

Why did Ling An know, because she had seen it in Ye Ling'an's memory.

During class, as long as Ye Ling'an sat in the front position, there would always be such glass beads flying to hit her.

Once, even when she turned around, he accidentally smashed a centimeter in her eye.

Almost, Ye Ling'an became a blind man.