Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

The day before school started, Qiao Chuwen was taking a yoga class at home, when suddenly two policemen came outside the door.

After the servant opened the door, Qiao Chuwen had calmed down and sat down on the sofa to wipe his sweat while accepting the other party's interrogation.

"On the night of January 22, did you also participate in the racing event?"

Qiao Chuwen nodded, with some undisturbed doubts on his face.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"You will know when the time comes. You can answer truthfully whatever we ask you."

Once back and forth, Qiao Chuwen responded calmly.

The last two staff members were about to get up and leave, Qiao Chuwen asked curiously when he saw this.

"Did something happen on the mountain?"

The staff looked at her.

"If there is no accident, we will not come to you to find out the situation now. Do you have anything else to say?"

"Why don't you directly investigate the surveillance on the mountain? There will definitely be surveillance in that kind of private occasion."

"There is a monitoring blind spot on the mountain. Miss Qiao can tell us if she has other clues."

After seeing off the two policemen, Qiao Chuwen's whole body was tense, and he didn't want to do anything anymore. He wanted to know what happened to that man on the path.

She pretended to be puzzled and asked around, and finally learned from a classmate that someone was killed on the small road, and no one knew the rest of the specific situation.

Throughout the day, Qiao Chuwen's heart seemed to be crawled by countless ants, unable to find a moment of peace.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally called Fu Ming.

"Did the police find you today?"

"Ah."

"Does your father know anything about it? After all, I organized this party, and I feel guilty for this kind of thing. I don't know who hit the person who happened."

Fu Ming was silent for a while.

"I don't pay attention to this matter. In the end, who did it will definitely be found out, so you don't have to think too much about it."

The more Qiao Chuwen listened, the more flustered she became.

It was too dark at that time, and the lights were dim. After bumping into someone, she subconsciously wanted to run, and she didn't know whether she had left any evidence in her panic.

The last thing that can be dealt with in time is the traces on the motorcycle.

But soon she changed her mind, now that the path has been blocked, if there is any evidence, she must have found it now.

And at this time, I can still sit here safe and sound, which means that I haven't found any evidence on that road.

At this time, the Jiang family and the police had just left.

"What about this? What are you going to do?"

Jiang Lai silently shook his head while looking at the paper in front of him.

"No need to do anything."

"I told you clearly what Qiao Chuwen did. Don't blame me for not reminding you that you won't be able to take the shit bowl off your head when the time comes."

Jiang Lai raised his eyes and looked out the window.

"Then see if she has the ability."

Little Pudding had nothing to say.

On the first day of school, Qiao Chuwen arrived in the classroom early, sat in his seat without dealing with the matters of the student union, and looked towards the door from time to time.

Seeing that the class bell was about to ring, and there was still no sign of Jiang Lai at the door, Qiao Chuwen's heart was getting higher and higher, and a touch of excitement was hidden in his heart.

If Jiang Lai doesn't show up, it means she must be taken away as a suspect, as long as she doesn't show up...

Just thinking about this, the moment the class bell rang, Jiang Lai stepped on the bell and entered the classroom.

The moment Qiao Chuwen saw her, the pen in Qiao Chuwen's hand was almost broken.

Jiang Lai appeared.

This proves that the traces I made on the motorcycle at that time were all covered up.

In the first math class, as the teacher's favorite student, Qiao Chuwen was called up to answer questions as usual.

What she is best at is asking and answering with the teacher very smoothly.

Today, there are teachers who came to attend the class at the back of the class. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the teaching, the math teacher directly called Qiao Chuwen to be on the safe side.

Qiao Chuwen, whose mind was full of other things, was still in a daze when her name was called. After being reminded by Fu Ming beside her, she stood up abruptly, looking into the eyes of the math teacher, only flustered in her heart.

"Qiao Chuwen, what's your answer?"

Qiao Chuwen gritted her teeth.

She didn't even hear the question clearly, how could she know what the answer was.

As time passed, there was a dead silence in the class.

Qiao Chuwen had never felt this kind of embarrassment before. She looked at the math teacher with clenched fists, and asked calmly.

"Sorry teacher, I didn't understand the question just now, can you repeat it?"

The math teacher frowned.

Looking at the teacher in the back row, she didn't have much time to waste, so she frowned directly.

"Then sit down, Jiang Lai, and answer the question just now."

Jiang Lai got up and answered the questions smoothly and neatly. The math teacher nodded and praised "very good" before continuing to talk about the topic.

This is just a small episode, not a big problem.

The students didn't think too much about it at all, they just thought that Qiao Chuwen didn't hear the question clearly because he was not feeling well.

As for calling Jiang to get up and come back, that's more normal, after all, her math test scores in the past two months have been among the best.

After class, everyone almost forgot what happened in today's class, and the students sitting in front turned around to Qiao Chuwen to ask questions as usual.

"Chuwen, this question you..."

"I won't, you go ask the person who will."

Qiao Chuwen's face was ugly.

Others are used to her smile on the corner of her mouth all the time and her gentle and calm attitude.

She was suddenly rejected by her, and the students in the front row were stunned for a long time before turning around full of doubts.

Qiao Chuwen, what's wrong?
At this time, many people surrounded Jiang Lai, all of whom came to ask her the question that the math teacher asked her just now.

In Qiao Chuwen's eyes, this normal scene seemed so ostentatious.

Like a blatant mockery of her.

He lost face in front of his teacher and classmates, but Jiang Lai stepped on her face to give himself a sense of superiority.

Qiao Chuwen's eyes became more and more cold.

The next section is physical education.

Many girls habitually surround Qiao Chuwen, because she is the cheerleader of the school basketball team, and the school basketball team is about to compete. As the captain, she is qualified to choose the cheerleading team members. Girls with ideas should naturally have a good relationship with Qiao Chuwen. Wen made a good relationship.

"Recently, the learning tasks are heavy. The cheerleader should be assigned to someone with more stable grades. I think Jiang Lai is very suitable. He is good-looking and has good grades."

Of course everyone should be persuaded.

"What are you thinking, Chuwen? Is there anyone in the whole school who is more suitable to be a cheerleader than you? Jiang Lai is a nerd, she certainly can't dance."

"Yeah, is there someone talking nonsense in your ears? Jiang Lai has been very high-profile recently, and he feels that he is against us Chuwen everywhere."

Qiao Chuwen just smiled helplessly.