Chapter 39: Spring Doesn't Leave Itself

He glanced around her left hand wrapped in gauze, and quickly approached: "Good student, why are you walking so fast?" ”

Feng Qingyue heard his voice and found that the goods were still following, she didn't pick any apples, turned around and left.

Jiang Yuye followed with his eyes: "Why do you run away when you see Lao Tzu?" Where did I mess with you? ”

"Young Master Jiang didn't mess with me, but we don't know each other well, so it's better to keep a little distance." The wind is clearer and the sound is lighter.

Jiang Yuye raised his eyebrows coldly: "You will clear up the relationship, I chose the option for you that day, be my person, I will protect you." ”

Feng Qingyue's footsteps paused, his words inexplicably coincided with Xiao Yiheng's words in his previous life, she would never believe the words of the gangsters.

Feng Qingyue put aside his weakness and looked directly into Jiang Yuye's eyes coldly: "You stay away from me, which is the best protection for me, Young Master Jiang, I am just an ordinary person, I don't want to play this boring game with you." ”

From classmate Jiang to Young Master Jiang, Jiang Yuye actually felt a little harsh, and Feng Qingyue seemed to be a little angry.

He was also a little dissatisfied: "The anger is not small? Is it true that Lao Tzu has no temper? ”

Her clear eyes looked at him: "Did you let you be angry, so that you can stop playing tricks on me?" ”

"Trickery?" Jiang Yuye really didn't understand, being able to get his protection was something that many people dreamed of, but in Feng Qingyue's eyes, he was just playing, was he very idle? To tease her?

He narrowed his phoenix eyes: "What do you mean by this?" When am I going to play tricks on you again? Feng Qingyue, you make it clear to Lao Tzu. ”

Feng Qingyue's expression was cold: "Ji Zhiyue is your girlfriend." She raised her left hand: "Because of you, they blocked me in that deep alley outside the school, and she thought I robbed her boyfriend, so she found someone to beat me." ”

"Jiang Yuye, if you think it's fun to tease others, please raise your hand and change your choice, I just want to finish high school and be admitted to the best university in China, I don't want a steady stream of troubles to follow, and I don't want to be eye-catching, because of you, my peaceful life is going to be disrupted."

"I'm too poor to play the game of wealth."

After Feng Qingyue finished speaking, he passed by Jiang Yuye.

This time, Jiang Yuye did not chase again.

Ji Zhiyue? His girlfriend?

Jiang Yuye thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember who Ji Zhiyue was.

Moreover, because of his reasons, Feng Qingyue was beaten?

Jiang Yuye's face sank, but it was really good, because of this Ji Zhiyue, he was disgusted again.

But the Feng Qingyue appearance in her mind has become more vivid, just now is her real character, where is the initial fear? Pretending to be weak to reduce presence? It's a pity that I'm still in a hurry.

The corners of Jiang Yuye's eyebrows were full of coldness, he always had a lot of girlfriends inexplicably, and after a while, it was rumored that he was bothering to abandon others again.

In the past, Jiang Yuye was too lazy to care, but now because of this incident, he hurt people, and he felt that it was still necessary to let them know that he, Jiang Yuye, was not someone who could climb if he wanted to, and borrowing his name also depended on whether he was happy or not.

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In the blink of an eye, it's Monday.

The school-wide report about Lin Han and Zhou Linglan has come down, because of the severity of the incident of gathering a crowd to fight, Lin Han was also canceled from the physics competition.

The entire No. 1 Middle School students sighed.

Zhou Linglan doesn't care, her father stuffed money to be able to enter the first class, otherwise she could only mix in a place like the sixth class.

But Lin Han is different.

This is the pure and kind goddess in their minds, and the house collapsed for a while, which made them unacceptable.

And the target of bullying is still Feng Qingyue, her sister.

Even if there is a little friction between sisters, there is no need to invite people in the job to fight Qingyue, and everyone vented their emotions on the forum of No. 1 Middle School.

The last time the discussion was hot was because of "Xueba's wind is clear", and this time it was "Lin Han's collapsed house." ”

The two sisters took turns, and no one suffered.

Lin Han and Zhou Linglan did not come to school.

Feng Qingyue was surrounded by Meng Yuyu as soon as she came, and she looked at her worriedly: "Qingqing, are you okay?" I've heard about it, they are so bold, do their hands hurt? ”

Feng Qingyue looked at her left hand, she had a dead hand when she cut it that day, and it was not good until now, she shook her head and smiled: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Meng Yuyu wrinkled a small round face: "You lied to people, you must have died of pain, I knew that I would have waited for you that day, and I would accompany you for a while, there are many of us, and I don't dare to forgive them." ”

Feng Qingyue smiled, Meng Yuyu is still too simple, where can the gangsters talk about these truths, if Meng Yuyu follows, then it will be the two of them who will be bullied.

"Yuyu, I'm fine, it's over."

"I'm so angry, and the benefits are shared, Lin Han really can't see it, a sanctimonious person, looking simple and cute, but actually has a lot of bad eyes." Meng Yuyu looked at the empty table behind him: "Only a blind lost young man will regard her as a goddess in his dreams!" Kick the donkey in the brain. ”

Feng Qingyue pursed her lips and smiled, and Zhang Hai's coughing sound came from outside the door.

Everyone took their seats.

Regarding the punishment of Lin Han and Zhou Linglan.

The school explicitly forbade mentioning it, and once they found out, they packed their schoolbags and went home to think about it, and because of the prestige of the school, they only dared to discuss it in private.

Zhang Hailai asked Feng Qingyue if the draft of the speech under the national flag was ready?

Feng Qingyue nodded, and Zhang Hai left with confidence.

In fact, Feng Qingyue didn't prepare any scripts at all, and she forgot about this speech.

Meng Yuyu leaned into Feng Qingyue's ear and whispered: "Qingqing, I'll take pictures of you quietly on the playground later, and promise to take a beautiful picture of you." ”

After saying that, she went to fiddle with the beauty camera in her mobile phone.

Feng Qingyue turned her head to look out the window, from here she could see the plane tree with still green leaves, and the sun at the end of September was very dazzling, illuminating the basketball court with gold.

Feng Qingyue bathed in the sun and went to the highest podium of the school in the eyes of everyone.

There was a black press at the bottom, and all the students of the first middle school were here.

Jiang Yuye stepped on a skateboard from outside the school and entered the campus, and Qin Junyu followed behind him with his head bowed, and it seemed that he was hit hard.

"Next, Feng Qingyue, a student from the sixth class of the second year of high school, will give a speech under the national flag for everyone."

The sound of the radio resounded throughout the school, Jiang Yuye, who was stepping on a skateboard, stopped in the shade of a tree, he looked sideways at the podium on the side of the playground, the sun was shining, the bright national flag was fluttering above the head of the wind Qingyue, and she was wearing a No. 1 middle school uniform, shining in the light.

She is flamboyant, confident, and naturally belongs to a high place, and can easily get everyone's attention.

Jiang Yuye was fascinated at once, and even the No. 1 middle school uniform that he thought was ugly had an indescribable good-looking look on Feng Qingyue's body.

She held the microphone and said slowly: "I don't have any great learning experience, only one sentence I want to give to you, if people have ambitions, everything can be done, spring does not keep themselves, don't blame the east wind for evil." ”

"You still have two years to go."

Everyone was stunned, not understanding the meaning of Feng Qingyue's words.

She smiled lightly and said in a flamboyant tone: "You can catch up with me, as long as I am in the middle of the day, the first will never give in." ”