Chapter 7 says that garbage is lifting

Song Zixun pursed his lips, snorted, and didn't speak again.

"Dad!" Song Yue'er bit her lip, aggrieved: "Song Li has already killed her mother, do you still want her to kill us?" ”

"Song Yue'er." Song Li, who had been watching them noisily, finally opened his mouth.

stared at Song Yue'er expressionlessly: "Who did your mother die to save, you know better than anyone else, right?" ”

A trace of panic quickly flashed across Song Yue'er's hideous face, but she quickly stabilized again.

Even if my mother is not because of Song Li, but because she died, so what?

Anyway, in the explosion back then, everyone saw only her mother and Song Li, and no one knew that she was there at all!

The only people in this world who know the truth are her and Song Li, Song Li has been a scourge since she was a child, and no one believes her at all!

What's more, my mother died dead, and she left a large inheritance for Song Li, and she didn't give her a share!

Why?

Song Yue'er pinched the corners of her clothes with her fingertips, and looked at Song Li with red eyes: "You have been like this since you were a child, saying that it was my mother who killed me, Song Li, my mother has left you all the inheritance, what else do you want, is it that I died with my mother to make you happy?" ”

Song Li has said too many times since she was a child that it was not her, but no one ever believed it, and everyone piled the fault of Ye Qin's death on her.

Song Yue'er looked like she was owed to her all day long, gentle and generous outside, and willful and arrogant at home.

Song Tianyi indulged her.

If it weren't for the inheritance left by Ye Qin, there were things that Song Li wanted, she wouldn't have bothered to play with them here.

Song Li was not interested in watching Song Yue'er roll around here, laughed, and left with his feet raised.

Song Yue'er grabbed Song Tianyi's sleeve, crying grievances: "Dad, I know she is my sister, and I don't want to, but when I see her, I remember my mother's death, and I can't help it..."

"Dad knows!" Song Tianyi seemed to have given all his patience to this daughter, coaxing softly, distressed: "It's not good to cry again, wash your face and go to school first, Song Li won't stay at home for long." ”

Song Yue'er obediently responded, and on the head below, smug and viciousness flashed in her eyes.

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Half past eight in the morning, green ivy.

Principal's Office.

Hu Lanzhi slapped the information in his hand on the table, and rushed up angrily.

"Skipping school and skipping school, the highest grades from childhood to adulthood did not exceed ten points, fighting and brawling mixed with society, and dropped out of school for two years to work, such a person with a bad record, you let her enter the Qingteng and let her enter a class?"

Hu Lanzhi's sharp eyes almost spewed out sparks: "Headmaster! Am I crazy, or are you crazy? ”

As soon as she arrived at the school in the morning, she was called to the office by the principal and said that she would arrange a transfer for the first class.

After all, this year's college entrance examination, this time period was put in the first class of the third year of high school, and she thought that this transfer student was a genius.

But after reading the data file, the heart attack of Qi was almost committed!

Talented?

Talking about garbage is all lifting!

She has been teaching for almost ten years, and she has never met such a student.

Even if you enter Qingteng, you will still be in her class?

Are you kidding?

Principal Shen sat in his desk, wearing square-rimmed glasses, a Chinese face, solemn and majestic, and an old pedant.

In the face of Hu Lanzhi's anger, he only asked lightly: "Do you think she can't enter the first class?" ”

Hu Lanzhi glanced at the sofa, where the girl was sitting as soon as she came in.

The big guy crossed Erlang's legs like a big man, and he could still hear the sound of the game characters fighting on the mobile phone in his hand.

It's crazy, it's a gangster.

The bandits unearthed in the poor countryside and bad water are talking about people like Song Li.

Hu Yuezhi's disgust and dislike for girls on her face was undisguised: "The third year class is full of top students!" The students in the major competitions such as Olympiad Mathematics and Physics are basically all in my class! The worst is also within the provincial ranking of two hundred! Now put in such a waste? Principal, are you trying to ruin a class? Or do you want to smash the signboard of Qingteng? ”

Speaking of this, she slapped the table again, and the cells of her whole body resisted: "I absolutely disagree!" ”

The class is full of elite students, she is arrogant, and she will never let her teaching career leave any stains.