Wan Yan's mentality, which was locked in the toilet, turned from anxiety to sadness, she looked at all this helplessly, not the deception of the same table and the misunderstanding of the teacher, she didn't blame the same table and the teacher who repeatedly misunderstood her, but she could only blame herself for not being angry.

Maybe it was because I met someone unladylike that created such a result.

She slowly stomped to the window, looking at the happy classmates on the playground outside the window, and the loneliness in her heart arose.

The dance competition ended soon, and Liu Lele's heart was still recalling the scene just now, because of negligence, the person who did not bring a school uniform and was afraid of inspection found out and sent Wanyan to the toilet.

Although she is not very popular with her classmates in the class, some people have even talked about her behind her back, including the last paper turmoil, many people treated her coldly.

But he always remembered the first time he fell, she found the teacher and helped him up, and although they had been in the same class for four years, they could not remember his name, alas.

However, he believes that Wan Yan will remember me one day, and will remember that there was a boy named Liu Lele next to her who helped her.

I saw that the kind-faced teacher was talking happily with the other teachers, as if she didn't remember the ignorant student she had locked in the toilet at all.

He couldn't help but recall Wan Yan who was pushed into the toilet, how helpless and helpless she was at that time...

As an excuse to go to the toilet, I quickly climbed the stairs leading to the school building, and my heart began to beat faster due to the high speed.

"I... I'm just coming to see, maybe she's already out," and after saying that, he looked around and continued to walk forward when he saw that there was no one.

The door of the women's toilet is not only closed, but there is also an extra lock on it.

"I'll go, who did such a lack of morality" Liu Lele looked at it with a frown, he was looking for tools while thinking.

Finding that there was nothing around, he turned around and went into the men's toilet, glanced around, and found that there was a brick under the faucet...

Without hesitation, he picked up the brick, smashed the lock, quickly took off the lock and put it on the ground and ran into the men's toilet, the whole action was done in one go.

Wan Yan inside was startled, she hurriedly ran over and opened the door to find the locks and bricks on the ground, and there was no one in sight.

"How can there be no one" will make a shout with both hands: "Thank you, although I don't know who you are".

Liu Lele, who was staying in the toilet, wanted to come out when he heard it, but an emotion in his heart restrained him, leaning against the wall and the corners of his mouth rose.

After Wan Yan, who was holding her schoolbag, left without any footsteps, Liu Lele came out of the toilet and put the bricks back in place.

Finding that there were already bustling classmates going upstairs with irregular footsteps at this time, he walked quickly to the classroom pretending that nothing had happened.

The reasonable head teacher came to the class again, and his face was about to smile like a flower, and he walked to the podium that belonged to him, and began his gushing lecture.

The thin chalk was pinched in the middle by his fat big hand, and he felt that he would be crushed in the next second, here~ This is the sound of broken chalk rubbing against the blackboard.

Throw the broken chalk in your hand and continue to write on the board.

In an instant, the fat big hand violently tapped on the blackboard to "copy this".

The representative of the mathematics class looked up: "Teacher Zhang, when will this be handed in?"

The math teacher's lantern eye nodded, "Don't hand it in for the time being"

Liang Kexia looked at Wan Yan, who was struggling to write, very disdainful

"Copy what you copy, and you don't have to do it"

"Besides, if it's you, you won't do it"

Wan Yan, who heard this, looked up at the tablemate, and no longer knew whether her words were true or false, but after thinking about it, what she said was indeed right.

"Don't you really have to do it?"

Liang Kexia looked at Wanyan kindly, "Teacher Zhang will definitely let us hand in the homework we usually do, but now I didn't say to accept it."

Looking at the bitter words of the same table, Wan Yan actually felt that there was a trace of truth, so she put down her pen and continued to wander.

Wan Yan's mood suddenly brightened and she happily went to the toilet, feeling that the eyes of the classmates in the corridor were no longer so fierce.

When I happily returned to my seat, I saw that my classmates had started to circulate things again, and the memories were slowly surging, and my legs couldn't help but start shaking.

"Don't ask, don't ask" Wan Yan suppressed her curiosity and tried not to look at it, so as not to happen like that again.

Walk quickly to the seat, today is Friday, and the meeting will be a holiday, pack up your mood and show a smile, and face life well.

"Collect your homework, hurry up, who hasn't handed it in yet," the math class representative yelled loudly from the podium.

The voice pulled back to Wan Yan, who was in the fugue, and hurriedly asked her tablemate, "What homework are you handing in?"

Liang Kexia looked at her stunned appearance, and felt that she was a little cute, "Didn't I treat her like that before, but didn't she look down on us students with poor grades, and Yao Shu said that she was not easy to get along with, Yao Shu was so good to me, she wouldn't lie to me" Looking at Wanyan like this, she had a little doubt in her heart, "However, I seem to have gone too far"

"Wanyan, I'm sorry about the last time, I remembered the school uniform wrongly, but after I remembered it later, I still regretted it, can you forgive me?"

Wan Yan was a little caught off guard by her like this, "What, I forgot about it a long time ago, it's okay"

"But what kind of homework did the class representative receive just now?" Wan Yan smiled knowingly and asked her tablemates.

"I don't know, I heard that it was the homework in class that day, did you do it?" suddenly reflected, and looked around while asking.

"If there is anything that has not been handed in, I will take it away, and if you haven't handed it in, I will go to the office by myself" The math class representative roared and walked out of the classroom.

Wan Yan looked at the classmates who were struggling to write and keep circulating, and patted her head with a sudden realization: "It turns out that they are actually copying homework, but the teacher said that they can't copy it."

As the minutes passed, Liang Kexia looked at the wall clock on the wall, and saw that it was about to be time for class, "What is this girl muttering?"

He stabbed Wan Yan with his arm as usual, but the force was no longer as big as usual, "Wan Yan, what do you think, class is about to start", and called the classmates in front of him, "Give me your homework" The classmates were already used to it, so they shook it casually.

The homework book on the front desk that I had just brought back was opened, and I was lying quietly in the middle of the table at the moment.

"Wanyan, copy it quickly, it's good to make a good hand after copying"

Wan Yan rejected her kindness: "No, I can't copy homework, grandma told me that not learning well is a basic problem, but copying homework is a matter of attitude, I have to have my own attitude, I won't do it, I won't copy."

Wan Yan's firm attitude made Liang Kexia very helpless, but she couldn't say anything, so she didn't care about her anymore.

Soon, the head teacher came to the classroom like thunder, and the displeasure on his face made the already not white face seem to have no light at the moment.

I saw him angrily slapping the desk, "If you haven't handed in your homework, stand up for me"

Wan Yan stood up stubbornly, and a symphony without rhythm immediately sounded in the class, and the students were all talking about it, looking at this good show with a smile.

Liang Kexia looked at Wan Yan worriedly, her heart was also very entangled, after all, she was very bad to Wan Yan before, and now she is suddenly very unaccustomed to this...

Liu Lele, who was sitting by the window, looked at this ill-fated girl, and he tried not to look at the painful expression on Wan Yan's face.

The head teacher's mood is like boiling water has reached the boiling point and is about to explode.

"Dance Wanyan! Why are you again?! Poor learning! Now you don't even do your homework, come forward to me! The head teacher's angry voice resounded through the classroom and soared into the sky, startling the bird that was flying alone from its mother.

Wan Yan walked forward slowly, preparing for the worst in her heart, and lowered her head not to look at the person who was extremely angry.

"Why don't you do it" The head teacher thought that Wan Yan had realized her mistake, and her attitude eased a lot.

Wan Yan slowly raised her head, "Because..."At this moment, she thought in her heart that she didn't write because she didn't want to copy her homework, but this would recruit her classmates.

Her heart kept entangled, and the head teacher saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time, thinking that Wan Yan was teasing him again.

"Why don't you do the homework I assigned, the whole class has done it, if you don't do it, don't you want to stay in our class?"

The head teacher's words made Wan Yan stunned, "Don't you let yourself stay in the class?"

"I am... I thought it was homework you assigned, I thought it was homework for the holidays, so I didn't do it."

"Homework on vacation! Can you skip your homework on vacation, Wu Wanyan! How can there be a student like you! The homeroom teacher, who was about to explode, took out the ruler he often used to teach his students.

Wan Yan consciously stretched out her hand and let him fight, one, two,... Ten, Wan Yan counted silently in her heart, and the head teacher finally stopped.

"You don't have to sit and listen to this class, take your book and stand in the back!"

Wan Yan looked at her red and swollen hands, and when she stood up straight to get the book, the strong tingling sensation made her unable to pick up the book.

Liang Kexia handed her the book, but the pain in her hand was too strong, and the book fell to the ground mercilessly, making a bang.

The head teacher thought that she had beaten Wanyan and she was losing her temper, so she walked forward quickly, "What's wrong!" Dance Wanyan! Are you dissatisfied with me! ”

Unceremoniously smashed the things on Wan Yan's table, shook his hand angrily, and threw the chalk into the trash can in a perfect parabola.

clapped his hands: "Don't talk about it, this class is self-studying." Walk quickly to the podium and sit on it and watch everything below.

And let her squat down to do the unfinished homework...