"Muyang, the composition is very innovative."

Seeing the words of praise coming out of the head teacher's mouth, Mu Yang was excited in his heart, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his palms were clenched, because he was excited and happy, causing sharp nails to leave marks on his palms, but they did not bring a trace of pain.

"Muyang, you wrote something that the teacher hadn't seen before, and it was the best in this class essay!" On the podium, the head teacher took the composition text, glanced at Muyang, and then announced his opinion to the whole class.

As soon as the head teacher finished speaking, the students below began to talk to each other, and there were bursts of sighs.

"The best, I'm not bad at writing!"

"This coward can actually be praised by the teacher."

"Muyang, it seems that the scar is healed, and I began to know that I was studying, but it was too late, and it was already the third year of junior high school."

"Hmph, what shit luck to go."

The surrounding sighs reached Mu Yang's ears, like a slap on Mu Yang's body, making Mu Yang's breathing become short.

Mu Yang's gaze slowly swept over the entire classroom, and there was something more on that immature face, and the corners of his mouth that had been raised became a little bitter at this time.

Classmates, my classmates, am I like this in your eyes? Maybe it's because of their bad grades, they have been bullied, and the influence of cowardice has not dissipated in their hearts, so that's why it's like this!

Muyang sat quietly on the plane seat, a lonely figure, incompatible with the entire classroom.

"Next, let's talk about Yang Hao's composition."

Hearing the teacher's voice, Yang Hao, who was in the other plane seat, raised his head arrogantly, and the sighs in the classroom were a lot less, and everyone began to listen to the head teacher's evaluation of Yang Hao's composition.

"Yang Hao, your writing is really good, you wrote in great detail about planting vegetables and stealing vegetables, it would be better if you replaced planting vegetables and stealing vegetables to help your family farm the land."

"Tsk, this guy Yang Hao has been patronizing and playing games, but his family can be considered okay, he has bought a computer, and he has a chance to get close to him."

"It's amazing, it's worthy of Haozi, the composition he writes is much better than that guy in Muyang, what kind of grass under the snow is just rubbish."

Listening to the bursts of praise coming from the classroom, Yang Hao had a little more smile on his face, vanity, there will be at that age.

Turning his head and chatting happily with his classmates behind him, Yang Hao's eyes stayed on Muyang in the middle seat of the plane.

The mouth is grinning behind the ears, I originally thought that the head teacher was towards Muyang, but now it seems that the head teacher is boasting about everyone, Muyang Road is still long, don't be too crazy, maybe I Yang Hao is more brilliant than you on the road.

"Alas!"

Yang Hao sighed, no matter how brilliant it is, Wang cherishes himself and can't get it, Wang Yong is a big mountain, pressing on his heart, extremely depressed.

Muyang is not it, he used to be so happy, until he was slapped by two people to change the image in the hearts of his classmates, thinking that the knowledge he had worked hard to accumulate, the image accumulated in front of people, was wiped out by two slaps, although he is trying to regain his strength now, but with the passage of time, he can not find the feeling he once had.

If a person loses his former image, he is unable to move an inch in real life.

An honest person has become a rotten person who bullies female classmates, a person who has lost his self-esteem, this kind of blow has made Muyang lose his soul.

The higher you stand, the worse you fall, how honest you used to be, and how hateful you are now in the eyes of others.

"Now the teacher will talk about Wang Yong's composition, the writing is really good, the teacher can't help but give you a full score, such an essay in the high school entrance examination, can add a lot of points to the test paper."

As the name Wang Yong appeared, the entire classroom fell silent, and everyone's eyes looked at the first row of the classroom, which was the top 10 seats in the class.

At the place where everyone's eyes converged, Wang Yong slowly stood up in a popular jeans and flower jacket, and gently expressed his gratitude to the teacher.

Wang Yong's actions made the head teacher a little admired, but he didn't expect Wang Yong to be so polite, and couldn't help but be happy that he had such a good student.

Wang Yong, this ruthless person who stomped his feet and had to shake the whole classroom, was also quite good at learning.

The head teacher's praise did not make Wang Yong's face appear joyful, sat down quietly, and calmly looked at the book again under the gaze of everyone.

In the classroom, a trace of imperceptible resentment and jealousy flashed in Yang Hao's eyes.

"Muyang, you wait for me."

"Xiangran, why did you get out of school?" After school, Muyang met Xiangran on the road, the school generally does not let boarding students out of the school, and it was very surprising to meet Xiangran Muyang at this time.

"Oh, my sister came to see me, saying that she was waiting for me in front of the theater, and it happened that the two of us were on the way, so we followed each other for a while." Xiangran smiled and said softly, there is already a unique female voice that makes Muyang feel very comfortable.

"I see! But aren't you afraid of what people will say about you? Follow me as a rotten person who bullies my tablemates. Muyang laughed at himself, wanting to see what he was like in Xiangran's heart.

Facing Mu Yang's negative emotions, Xiang Ran's slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and said seriously: "Mu Yang, although your punch is a fact, I don't know what the reason is, but what happened has happened, but I Xiang Ran believes you, you are not that kind of person, we are classmates in elementary school, I know your ...... person" As he spoke, Xiang Ran paused slightly, and his fair face showed a faint crimson.

"Haha......" Xiangran's words moved Mu Yang a little, Mu Yang happily walked forward, and involuntarily hummed a song, Mu Yang felt a lot better, and walked slowly on the way home.

Xiangran, who was standing in place, looked at Muyang's back, hesitated for a while, and then quickly chased after him, and the two walked side by side.

When is Mingyue, ask Qingtian about the wine, Muyang has no wine, since the last time he drank secretly, his father beat himself up, and he didn't dare to drink secretly anymore.

At the door of the hall, Mu Yang sat on the threshold, holding a dead branch in his hand, drawing on the ground boredly, unable to see what was drawn, only a rustling sound sounded in his ears.

Throw away the stick, raise your hand to block it, and look through your fingers at the round moon in the slit.

"Alas!" Thinking of the head teacher's praise of himself, Mu Yang sighed, gently withdrew his palm, and groped the wall to get up slowly.

"Let's go back to sleep!" The murmur at the bottom was spit out in Muyang's mouth, and Muyang had some feelings in his heart, only Muyang knew that the head teacher praised everyone in order to praise himself.

Such kindness, how can I Muyang repay.