Hanyue ate breakfast alone, and was full of food and drink.

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, Hanyue went to school with her schoolbag on her back.

didn't care about He Weifen's voice scolding behind his back.

Walking to No. 45 Middle School, this middle school is very close to home, across the opposite road.

The people who go to school here are the children of the nearby factory community, but if there is a way at home, they will not choose to go to school here, and if they study well, they will naturally be admitted to other schools, and they will not study well, but there are some ways at home, and those who are willing to spend money can also go out, and the rest are the children of families who are ordinary workers at home, and there is no way, most of them are messing around.

To put it bluntly, those who go to school here are just waiting to mix up a high school Chinese certificate.

No one would think that there would be any good seedlings here.

Not to mention going to university.

In such a school, the teaching force has long been imperfect, and excellent teachers have long been poached.

The rest of the teachers are just messing around.

Anyway, there is no need for a higher education rate here, and no one has any extravagant expectations here.

So the teacher and the student mess around together.

That's probably one of the specialties here.

As long as the students don't go too far, it should be a freewheeling school life.

Cold Moon walked into the school gate.

Dozens of noisy students passed by her, and no one would pay much attention to her, because in the forty-fifth middle school, Han Yue was withdrawn, rarely spoken, and not very good-looking, and she couldn't see where she was thin and yellow-skinned, and she belonged to a very unlikable type.

Han Yue walked to the classroom in her memory, she was a freshman in high school this year, in class 205 of high school.

Walking into the classroom, there were already a lot of people here, and when they saw Hanyue coming in, no one looked at them.

Even if someone sees it, they turn their heads and go about their own business.

Hanyue thought about it, and her desk seemed to be in the back row of the most marginal area.

This position can see the status of Cold Moon in the teacher's mind.

Walk to your seat, take off your bag and put it on the table.

Only then did I find that there were a bunch of books in the desk, as well as sundries, snacks and so on, and there was no place to put the schoolbag.

It seems that the original classmate of Hanyue is a bag of anger, and the bits and pieces of the female classmate in front of him are placed in Hanyue's desk.

And Hanyue is still a master who dares to be angry and dare not speak, so this desk has been occupied for a long time.

Shaking her head, Jian Mingyue put her schoolbag on the table.

patted Cui Yan in front of him on the shoulder.

Cui Yan is spitting stars flying around and talking to the other four or five girls about the plot of last night's TV series, which junior is that, which lover is it, and the one who is happy.

It should be a fan of star-chasing.

was patted on the shoulder by Han Yue, with the displeasure and annoyance of being interrupted, especially when he turned around and saw that the person who interrupted his boastful talk turned out to be Han Yue, Cui Yan didn't give a good face.

Jumping off the desk, this person was sitting at the desk just now, stepping on a stool and giving a speech.

"What are you doing? I didn't tell you! You are not allowed to touch me with your dirty hands, you don't have a long memory, do you, you were beaten less by me last time, aren't you? I think you're out of the way. Fuck off, mess with me again, and be careful that I slap you in the face. ”

While talking! While still clenching his fists, he gestured in front of Hanyue.

Han Yue couldn't help but take a step back, mainly because Cui Yan's saliva stars were about to be sprayed on Han Yue's face.

Cui Yan thought that Han Yue was scared, and her arrogance became even more arrogant.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he slapped Han Yue's hair, and his mouth was not clean.

"What are you doing to provoke me, quickly apologize to me, and write today's homework for me, or I want you to look good."

Han Yue frowned, grabbed Cui Yan's palm like lightning, and pinched it hard.

Cui Yan screamed.

Everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look at this side, and immediately Hanyue and Cui Yan became the focus of everyone.

There are classmates with bad intentions who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic and start whistling, and there are also those who shout cheers.

They all want to see the excitement.

"You, you, what are you doing in the cold moon? Cui Yan is Cui Sihai's sister, you beat her, this is not causing trouble for yourself! ”

Some girls hurried to persuade them.

Actually, it's not persuasion! This kind of talk should be called a threat.

Oh, and there's backstage to this.

"Yo, the little sheep is so powerful!"

"This is called the Silent Lamb, look at the people who have always been bullied and oppressed by Cui Yan, this is oppressed to the extreme, so they will resist like this!"

A few big boys watched the game and explained at the same time.

"You know the, it's called getting up, people who don't want to be slaves. Look at how even a little sheep like Hanyue has to resist, there are no surprises in this world. ”

"Hanyue, I'm optimistic about you!"

"Don't hurt her, Cui Sihai is easy to provoke, don't bring anyone to block the school gate tonight, I have your surname!"

"Where did I hurt her, she did it herself. And no one forced her! ”

Cui Yan's painful tears were in her eyes, and they were not going to fall.

"Qi Hanyue, you let go of me, if you don't let go of me, I want my brother to beat you to death and make you unable to go to school for a month."

This is still talking ruthlessly, and he doesn't know the truth that the current affairs are Junjie, and at first glance he is a broken child who has been spoiled by his eldest brother.

Well, she's in charge of teaching people.

Han Yue's hand was forced, Cui Yan sighed, and tears finally drowned out her sight.

"Oops, you let me go!"

Hanyue pressed down her wrist, Cui Yan bent over, and the whole person sat on the stool.

His eyes glared at Hanyue with resentment.

Han Yue pinched Cui Yan's hand with one hand, and gently patted Cui Yan's cheek with the other, "Take all the things in my desk, and let me find out that you put things in my desk, I won't be so polite, and throw them all out to you." Is there anything else to cry about? I don't know much about you. As for Ah! ”

It's a bit of an evil arrogance.

The boy's whistle immediately flew around.

Loud in the sky.

Han Yue turned his head, his eyes like knives, and scanned everyone's faces.

The boy couldn't help but keep his mouth shut.

Obscurity.

Cui Yan was angry, this cold moon was going to die.

Hanyue let go and Cui Yan pointed to her desk.

That's pretty obvious.

Cui Yan bit her lip.

Unwilling.

She had never been bullied like this in her life.

Cold Moon's fingers tapped on the desk.

Sharp eyes.

The whistles were flying around, and the boys who watched the excitement were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and everyone stared at the good show.

Especially the boys who know who Cui Sihai is, they are all watching when the little sheep wants to rebel.

It should be when you get lost.

There are few people who can be driven by Cui Yan so arbitrarily, and the little sheep has the courage to break through the sky.

Cui Yan looked around, those sarcastic smiles, and all kinds of ill intentions.

The face feels torn, which is a complete loss of face.

Cui Yan cried and took the things from the desk and threw them on her desk, then turned around and ran out crying.

The crowd dispersed.