Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 14

Qingran had lunch with Ruan Ruan in the school cafeteria at noon.

On the way back, a female classmate in the same class ran to find Qingran, and she spoke an incomplete sentence out of breath.

"Li, Qingran, you, you go back and have a look, Huang, Huang poured something on your desk or surface—"

After one sentence was finished, the female classmate took a breath.

Qingran and Ruan Ruan looked at each other, Qingran thanked the female classmate, and the two hurried into the classroom.

There were only a few students scattered in the classroom. They were reading with their heads down or secretly playing with their mobile phones in their desks. Huang Qianyu and the group of people following her were not in the classroom.

When the classmates in the classroom saw Qingran coming back, they all looked at her with sympathetic eyes, but no one dared to come over.

After all, Huang Qianyu usually behaves like a little concubine, they don't dare to provoke him, and they can't afford to provoke him.

Qingran walked to the seat and looked at the messy notes on the desk that were stained with red and black ink. She remembered clearly that there were no books on the desk when she left. These books must have been taken from her desk by Huang Qianyu. out of the box.

Huang Qianyu poured the ink very well, all the ink was on Qingran's side of the table, and Xie Yingan's side didn't stain at all.

Ruan Ruan stared at the messy desk and widened her eyes. She was very angry, "It's too much!"

Then he pulled Qingran's sleeve: "Ranran, shall we tell the teacher?"

Qingran laughed angrily, "Tell the teacher? That's something only elementary school students do."

Ruan Ruan didn't know why.

Qingran patted Ruan Ruan on the shoulder, "Ruan Ruan, please help me take pictures from all angles, I want to go out."

At the door of the classroom, Qingran ran into Wen Shiyi who was about to enter the classroom. The two looked at each other and smiled, and passed by.

Qingran went to the roof of the top floor to breathe, and the childish behavior of splashing ink has almost become an indispensable existence in campus literature. When it didn't happen to her, she could still read it with gusto, but when it happened She was on her body, but she felt a little disturbed.

In the book, female supporting role No. [-] and female supporting role No. [-], Qing Ran has no impression of how they got along at the beginning, but she remembers clearly that in the mid-climax part of the book, female supporting role No. [-] and female supporting role No. [-] No. The two joined forces to deal with the heroine.

After a 2-minute delay, she took out her cell phone and called Li Qingmo.

Twenty minutes later, Li Qingmo ran up with a plastic bag and bottle in disgust.

Seeing Qingran on the rooftop, he was not very curious.

"Why are you running up again? Also," he wrinkled his nose and lifted the thing in his hand: "What do you want this thing for? It stinks to death."

Qingran took the plastic bag from him and ran away, "Thank you bro!"

Li Qingmo folded his hands on his chest, looked at her back running downstairs, and clicked his tongue.

He muttered to himself: "I don't know what's wrong with this girl?"

In Li Qingmo's eyes, his sister looked harmless on the surface,
But in his bones, he was never a bully.

When Qingran went back, Huang Qianyu hadn't come back as expected.

She went to Huang Qianyu's seat and sat down. Huang Qianyu's deskmate, Chu Rong, had already returned. She guessed that the teacher had scolded her badly this time, so she was lying on the desk sobbing softly.

Qingran unscrewed the bottle cap in his hand through the plastic bag, then clapped his hands and returned to his seat.

Only then did the students in the class look back at Qingran, but they usually chose to turn a blind eye to such things.

Wen Shiyi and Ruan Ruan were holding paper towels and were helping her wipe the ink on the table. Qingran also took out a paper towel from her schoolbag and wiped it with them.

Usually at this time, the classroom is filled with various voices, but today it is as quiet as a chicken, and the students dare not even speak loudly when they are studying.

When Huang Qianyu came back, Qingran was still wiping the desk. There was too much ink, and it would take a while to wipe it off.

Huang Qianyu snorted coldly, raised his chin and sat back on the seat, like a peacock fighting for victory.

Several female students who were following her were sitting in their seats, and couldn't help lowering their heads and laughing secretly.

Huang Qianyu looks good, and usually loves to dress up, she habitually reached into the desk to find a small mirror, and her fingers touched a plastic bag, which was slippery, and she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, when he stretched out his hand, a foul smell came to his nostrils.

"Ah!" She screamed, lying on the side of the desk and began to vomit, the food she just ate was thrown all over the floor.

Even her tablemate Chu Rong held her nose tightly.

Sun Xin was the closest to Huang Qianyu, and ran over first, but the filth Huang Qianyu vomited made her stop a few steps away, "Qianyu, are you okay?"

Huang Qianyu will recover now, she pointed at Qingran with shaking fingers, "Li Qingran, you, you," before she finished speaking, she was vomited non-stop due to the stench.

Qingran leaned on the desk behind to see her embarrassed appearance.

A few female classmates who followed Huang Qianyu hurried over to pat her on the back. The pungent smell made them hold their noses tightly.

The female classmate who had just helped Huang Qianyu obey turned around and accused Qingran: "Li Qingran, you are too much!"

"Bah!" Ruan Ruan yelled at her with his hands on his hips: "Chen Xiwen shut up your dung spraying mouth, are you blind whoever messed up first?"

The students around me always thought that Qingran was soft-tempered. Who would have thought that this time he would dare to confront the arrogant and domineering Huang Qianyu.

Qingran raised her eyebrows and smiled: "How is it? Are you going to find Lao Ban?"

Huang Qianyu's chest heaved violently from anger, how dare she go to Lao Ban?In the first place, she was at fault, but if Lao Wu found out about the cheating this time, he still didn't know how to scold her.

It was here that Xie Ying'an and Su Chen came in. His eyes fell on the tabletop with the remaining ink stains, and his face turned ugly.

"Who did it?" He asked Qingran.

"Hey." Qingran indicated Huang Qianyu's direction.

Huang Qianyu had already left his seat to go to the bathroom to wash his hands, and Chu Rong was holding a tissue to help Huang Qianyu wipe the sour liquid from his belly on the desk.

Li Qingmo's homemade body odor agent (if you think about the smell, imagine a toilet that hasn't been flushed for two months), the only advantage is that the smell doesn't linger far away, it only lingers near the liquid.

Sun Xin and Zhang Ping were cleaning up the dirt on the ground with a mop. When they heard Xie Yingan's question, they lowered their heads even lower.

Xie Ying'an narrowed his eyes, his expression was filled with displeasure, "What's going on?"

"Don't worry, I didn't get it on your table." Qing Ran persuaded him.

"Brother An, come here." A few boys who witnessed everything in the back row beckoned Xie Ying'an to pass.

When Xie Ying'an came back, her face was even more ugly. It happened that Huang Qianyu also returned to the classroom at this time, and she put her hand to her nose to smell while walking.

"Huang Qianyu."

Qingran heard Xie Yingan's voice, and then heard him say: "Come here, wipe my desk clean."

Huang Qianyu was stunned for a long time, and then he came to his senses, and argued: "But, that's Li Qingran's desk over there."

Xie Ying'an slapped his book on Qingran's table, and the boy's eyes were cold: "Wipe."

The whole class watched, Huang Qianyu felt humiliated, she clenched her lower lip, took two quick steps and sat down on her seat, she was unwilling to help clean the table even if she said nothing.

Before Xie Yingan got angry, Sun Xin and Zhang Ping trotted over, "Student Xie, can we help Qianyu clean it?"

Xie Ying'an gave them a cold look: "What? Doesn't she have long hands?"

Sun Xin and Zhang Ping were taken aback for a moment, and they returned to their seats in despair, not daring to make any further moves.

The person who had been secretly in love for a long time said that Huang Qianyu couldn't hold back anymore, and lay down on the desk and began to cry.

Several people were at a stalemate for a while, Qingran half leaned on the back table and watched the farce without making a sound, Xie Ying'an stood by the desk with his hands folded, his face was stinky.

Most of the students in Class [-] know Xie Yingan's temperament, a teenager with good grades, good looks, good family background but bad temper.

After all, Xie Ying'an and Li Qingmo were not the only students who saw Song Shize being beaten up.

Even when fighting with those gangsters outside some time ago, the fists of those gangsters were not tougher than Xie Ying'an.

The preparatory bell for class rang, and after a while, the math teacher appeared on the podium with the materials.

Qingran hastily pulled Xie Yingan who was still standing aside to sit down. Xie Yingan glanced at her and sat down temporarily.

The middle-aged bald math teacher didn't even open the information, so he sniffed his nose in doubt: "Why does your class have a strange smell?"

Several male students in the back shouted that the smell of their deskmate's feet was too strong.

The math teacher pushed his eyes and joked: "You are still young, don't try to be a 'tasteful' man."

The whole class burst into laughter.

The math teacher opened the book and patted the blackboard, "Students, be quiet, let's talk about the equation of a straight line..."

An afternoon passed without incident.

When the school bell rang, Qingran took a few books and put them in her handbag to go home to review. Xie Yingan, who was sitting next to her, pressed her phone and did not move.

Qingran ignored him and walked out of the class with Ruan Ruan who was waiting for her.

After confirming that Qingran was far away, Xie Ying'an raised his head and slapped the phone on the desk. There was a loud 'pop', and the students who hadn't had time to leave quickened their hands.

Huang Qianyu shook his shoulders, reluctantly took out tissues and alcohol from his schoolbag and walked towards Qingran's desk.

(End of this chapter)