Chapter 4: Counterattack 3
"Okay, then it's up to you to perform, Mr. Chen."
Please take care of me in the future, I pressed this sentence to my throat and showed a false smile.
Chen Xiaomei is grateful, but I know that if I make her so embarrassed, she will definitely not give up easily, but well, I also need her to continue to die, so that I can find more evidence that I can beat her to death at once.
Although my classmates were not as isolated as they used to be, they obviously didn't like me, and since I had depression, I could clearly feel their emotions towards me.
Well, so what? I don't care about my friends, how can I easily collapse because I have been lonely for decades?
Chen Xiaomei also knew that there was surveillance in the classroom, and she didn't dare to say anything to me, but there were always a few heart-to-heart conversations in the office.
It's a pity that I also installed a miniature high-definition monitor on my body, and my mother was very dissatisfied with me for letting Chen Xiaomei go, thinking that I was still too soft-hearted, but I knew that I was not born back to rely on my parents only to take revenge.
Chen Xiaomei is still arrogant and domineering, and finally in the summer, when I returned to school on the weekend, I wore a baby heaven, and sure enough, I was scolded again.
As if hoping that my obedience these days would make her think that I was a bully, she regained her old self-esteem.
"Xia Xiaozi! What the hell are you wearing! I didn't know the school didn't let me wear ......"
Chen Xiaomei almost jumped up and scolded me, but the school rules didn't stipulate that I couldn't wear a skirt, not to mention that I was still wearing a long skirt that was longer than my knees, and I didn't have any bells and whistles to wear any bells and whistles.
"Teacher Chen, am I wearing such a short skirt as yours?"
I replied, although this body is not as serious as the somatization symptoms in the back, but my psychological problems still exist, these days I am running to the hospital to control, and at the same time let people go to the students I remember Chen Xiaomei mentioned who were scolded by her, busy, how can I have time to fight with her?
Chen Xiaomei looked at my legs, and the familiar sarcastic words coincided with my memory:
"What kind of dress are you wearing with such thick legs? Do you think there are men in our class who look up to you? Do you need to seduce boys here? ”
Shame and anger hit at the same time, but unlike the memory, in the past, the classmates in the class would laugh and cater to Chen Xiaomei, but now, only silence remains.
"So, Mr. Chen, you're very thin, aren't you? Wearing a skirt with a baring cheek and sitting with your legs crossed? Do you want to seduce your students? Besides, aren't you jealous of me? Although I am only more than 1.5 meters, but I only have more than 90 pounds, where did you, a person of more than 170 pounds, have the courage to say that I am fat? Are you skinny? What's more, your monthly salary is more than 10,000 yuan, so you can buy my skirt, how dare you look down on me? ”
I put my hands around my chest and taunted all my skills, from my body to my income, I was crushed in all aspects, and it really made me happy to go crazy, and the absence of moral restraint will only make me happier!
"You! Do you know what it means to respect teachers, I just said casually, why do you contradict teachers with so many words? You ......"
Chen Xiaomei turned over and over the words "respect for teachers", she is not tired of hearing it, I am tired of hearing it.
Lazily lowered her arms, she broke the defense, but I didn't, and shrugged my shoulders casually.
"Ah, yes, yes, respect for teachers, then you are not worthy of the word teacher in my heart, after all, where did the teacher come from would wear a miniskirt and crop top in school, and make a nail art slap?"
Chen Xiaomei pointed at me calmly and her hand shrank instantly, since she knew that my house was also backed up last time she had not been so positive with me for a long time, and it was all the connotation of secretly poking at me.