Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 36 Return to the body
On Mondays again, Song Shize staggered the time for raising the national flag, and swaggered into the classroom of Class [-] through the back door.

He patted the back of Hongmao's head hard behind Hongmao, Hongmao suddenly suffered from pain, stood up and yelled "Fucking shit", and turned around to see Song Shize.

The classroom was startled by the red hair's loud howling and was quiet for a moment. When they saw that it was the Second Patriarch of the Song Dynasty coming over, everyone was surprised, and after a while there was the chaotic sound of reading.

When Hongmao saw Song Shize, he was instantly cowardly, and he smiled: "Brother Ze, congratulations."

Song Shize's complexion sank, which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted. He rolled his eyes and turned the red-haired face forward: "Study hard."

With that said, Song Shize picked up a book and put it on the desk, lay down and fell asleep.

The red hair's name is Ma Qingsheng. Hair dyeing is not allowed in school, and his hair has long since returned to its normal color.

Ma Qingsheng's seat is in front of Song Shize, and their corner is the famous "three no matter area" in the classroom. As long as they don't disturb the class discipline in class, the teacher doesn't want to take a second look at this group of arrogant and domineering second-generation ancestors.

Ma Qingsheng turned his head to pat Song Shize's desk, "Isn't it? Brother Ze, it's just the first day of school and you're sleeping?"

Song Shize didn't even bother to open his eyelids, "Get lost, don't disturb your grandfather's sleep."

Well, seeing him like this, he knew he must have played games all night last night.

Ma Qingsheng turned around and didn't bother him anymore. Song Shize got very angry when he woke up or didn't sleep well. He had experienced it before.

Tan Xiaobing, who was separated from Ma Qingsheng by three rows of tables, withdrew his gossiping gaze and sat upright.

Su Chanyi, who was in the back seat of Tan Xiaobing, sneered, as if on purpose, she raised her voice to talk to her deskmate: "Xiaoping, have you heard? The school bully Li Qingmo was looking for someone who posted rumors about Li Qingran in the school bar yesterday. "

Sun Xiaoping is a girl wearing glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle. She raised her head from the book and asked after a while, "Why?"

Su Chanyi pretended to glance forward inadvertently, and Tan Xiaobing was really eavesdropping with her ears pricked up, she didn't deliberately increase her voice this time.

"I heard that Li Qingran is Li Qingmo's younger sister."

"Ah?" Sun Xiaoping opened her mouth in surprise, "Then the grades of the two brothers and sisters are very good."

Su Chanyi was taken aback. Sun Xiaoping was a study idiot. She knew all the top [-] students in the second year of high school. Sure enough, her focus was different from others.

"The grades are good." Su Chanyi brought up another topic, "It seems that Song Shize was also beaten by Li Qingmo when he was hospitalized."

Tan Xiaobing at the front desk trembled when he saw it.

"School bully is so powerful." Sun Xiaoping sighed sincerely.

"So," Su Chanyi concluded, "Li Qingmo is investigating who is making up rumors about his sister behind his back, and if he finds out, it will definitely end."

Tan Xiaobing finally couldn't help turning her head around, she interjected: "Li Qingmo is too lawless, he hits people outside the school, will people let him go easily?"

Su Chanyi glanced at Tan Xiaobing lightly, Tan Xiaobing's eyes were full of fear, even though she hid it very deeply, Su Chanyi still saw it.

Su Chanyi put her arms around her chest and smiled.

She said: "Is the family background of the Second Patriarch of Song Dynasty good?"

Tan Xiaobing choked, swallowing secretly.

"The family background of the second generation ancestor dare not fight head-on with Li Qingmo's family. It can be seen that Li Qingmo's family background is definitely not simple. Moreover, Li Qingmo is reasonable, and he will fight if he spreads rumors for no reason. Who dares to make trouble?"

Tan Xiaobing turned her head while muttering to herself, "What? Can you do whatever you want if you have a good family background? Do you dare to do it but dare not let others say it? It's really..."

Su Chanyi picked up the book expressionlessly, and exclaimed in her heart.

After listening, Ma Qingsheng turned his head and patted Song Shize's table, "Brother Ze, the eighth woman and the manly woman in front are talking about you."

Song Shize's eyes opened slightly, and his voice was a little lazy: "Oh, what did you say?"

Ma Qingsheng was filled with righteous indignation: "Say you were beaten to the hospital by Li Qingmo."

Shit, it was obviously Xie Ying'an who beat him up.

"Let them talk." Song Shize didn't care, turned over and fell asleep again.

Ma Qingsheng swallowed the last sentence 'they are still spreading rumors about Li Qingran hanging you', that's all, hang on, hang on, the one who loses face is the second generation ancestor of Song Dynasty, it's none of his business.

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Qingran was a little dazed, as soon as she got to her seat early in the morning, several students from other classes came over to apologize to her.

The first one is a girl, she is wearing a mask, her eyes seem to be swollen from crying: "Sister Qingran, I'm sorry, I shouldn't follow the trend and spread rumors in the school bar without knowing the reason, I hope you can forgive me."

The second one is a boy. The boy didn’t wear a mask because his right eye was bruised and purple, and the mask couldn’t cover it. He bowed at ninety degrees at the door of Qingran’s classroom: “Student Li Qingran, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be in school right?” For spreading rumors, I know you are innocent, and I sincerely apologize to you, and hope to get your forgiveness."

Then the third, fourth... No. 12, No. 13.

Those people were all hung up, without exception, they were definitely cleaned up.

The students in class one were stunned.

After sending away No.13 classmate who apologized, Qingran bumped her deskmate Xie Ying'an with her arm, and she lowered her voice: "Yesterday you and my brother disappeared for a day, just because of this."

Use a positive tone.

Xie Ying'an didn't quibble, "Thirteen? There will be more later."

As expected of the male lead, hearing the tone, it was so rampant.

Next, Qingran didn't wait for the student who came to apologize again, but the class teacher, Old Wu, who habitually patted the desk.

"Students, hand over the chemistry test papers to the class representative in order later."

There was a lot of wailing below, obviously someone didn't do it.

Seeing this situation, Old Wu lowered his face, "Students who didn't do it, please copy the chemistry test paper ten times and hand it in."

This time there was no whining or complaint anymore, because the students in Class [-] knew that if they continued to complain, Old Wu would increase the fare.

Xie Ying'an's face was also not good-looking, and Qingran saw him taking out two half-finished chemistry test papers and trying to make up for it.

He looked at Qingran: "I will borrow your test paper."

It seems that they intend to copy.

Qingran suppressed a smile and pushed the finished test paper over.

The class representatives have already stood up and started to collect the test papers from the first row.

Old Wu stared at the podium, and the students who didn't do it inevitably started the writing mode.

Old Wu glanced around the classroom and snorted coldly: "It's too early to move, it's too late to scratch my butt."

Rough words are not rough.

The class representative may have seen that Xie Xueba was still copying frantically. She who should have received this group brazenly released the water and turned to the other side to accept it.

Qingran:...

I'll go, can it still be like this?
Until school was over, a total of No. 20 students came to apologize to Qingran. Some of them were guilty, some were expressionless, and some were crying. Qingran accepted their apology without exception.

It's just that her expression was indifferent from beginning to end, neither happy nor unhappy.

They were just talking about it for a while, but the result was gossip that the parties couldn't bear.

If she was weaker in her heart, without the persecution of her brother and Xie Ying'an, they might forget about this matter after a while, what about her?
She will never forget it so quickly, and even the impact of this 'little thing' will be remembered in her heart for a lifetime...

When the students in the class were almost gone in twos and threes, Xie Ying'an still sat in his seat without moving.

Qingran packed the books to take home, and asked him when he stood up: "Aren't you leaving?"

Xie Yingan shook his head, "You go first, I still have something to do."

"Oh." Only then did Qingran remember that Xie Ying'an had to stay in school for an hour.

Looking forward, it turned out that Wen Shiyi hadn't left either.

Ruan Ruan waved to Qing Ran at the door of the classroom, "Ran Ran, hurry up and leave."

When Qingran returned home, Li Qingmo hadn't returned either, and he was also forced by his boss to participate in the physics competition.

At 18:27 in the evening, Ruan Ruan's phone call came in.

"Ran Ran Ran Ran," Ruan Ruan shouted excitedly on the other end of the phone, and before Qing Ran could ask her, she poured out like a firecracker.

"Ah, Ranran, just now someone in the school bar is spreading rumors about Tan Xiaobing in the seventh class. My God, there are dozens of posts, all of which are blowing up. Let me tell you that Tan Xiaobing is an eight-year-old woman. That rumor of yours It was her who started it, she really deserves it..."

Ruan Ruan Balabala said something, bluntly said that she would go to the school bar to eat melons, and hung up the phone with a snap.

Qingran put down her phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't click into the school bar.

Forget it, she thought, the feeling of being talked about behind someone's back is not good, and I hope this Tan Xiaobing can also understand.

At the same time, the second class of the third year of high school was still studying by itself. It was rare that Ji Shen was still in the classroom at this point today.

"Look!" Ji He handed the phone in front of Ji Yanchen, "I have already deleted all the posts about elementary school girls, and I will keep Tan Xiaobing's posts for one night, and delete them tomorrow, you see?"

Ji He explained: "I heard that Tan Xiaobing was the one who started the rumor about Xiaoxiaomei. Xiaoxiaomei is not that kind of person."

"Yeah." Ji Yanchen actually agreed with Ji He's statement, he looked at the phone screen, his long bangs covered the expression in his eyes, after a long time, he said: "Don't delete it."

"Ah?" Ji He was stunned.

I heard him say again: "If you don't delete it, I will take care of it."

Oh, Ji He understood, Ji Shen meant that he was not allowed to delete the post about Tan Xiaobing, if something happened, Ji Shen would be responsible.

Tsk, such a good man, he also wants one.

(End of this chapter)