Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 26 Penalty Run
Unsurprisingly, the trash can was full of torn pieces of white paper and a mutilated English book. The familiar handwriting had never been so glaring as it is at this moment.

Xu Jiayi couldn't stand it anymore: "Hey, how can you do this, anyway, you are in the same class, it's a bit too much."

Someone responded angrily: "It's not us who tore it up."

Others echoed again and again, whispering and whispering.

Song Xiaolin only felt that an invisible needle had penetrated her whole heart lightly, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She couldn't help clenching her fists tightly, but felt that the fist was like hitting cotton, it was neither painful nor itchy, and it couldn't change anything. In the end, she could only chew up the bitterness and swallow it into her heart.

She silently walked back to her seat, just happened to Duan Yicheng came in, the shoulders of the two bumped into each other lightly, but she didn't seem to feel it, she didn't even lift her eyelids.

He was a little surprised. Normally, she was a blaze of fire when facing him, but today she was like a broken doll that had lost its soul, without the life it should have had.

"Little Purlin, are you alright?" Seeing her pale face, Xu Jiayi asked worriedly.

She shook her head and smiled lightly, "I'm fine."

The fourth quarter, English class.

The woman walked in with a pair of thick black high-heeled shoes, every step was extraordinarily hard, as if the floor was about to be crushed, she slammed the book on the desk, and said in a cold tone: "Some people are bold Now, you don't have to hand in your homework."

No one dared to speak, and there was a complete silence.

"Who am I talking about, you know it well."

In the next second, she growled and shouted——

"Song Xiaolin, stand up for me!"

This sound was so thunderous that even Duan Yicheng, who had fallen asleep, was woken up. At this moment, he was frowning tightly, and there was a thick black rage in his eyes.

Xu Jiayi quickly poked Song Xiaolin's arm: "Little Lin, you're getting up soon... Ah, why are you so hot?"

Song Xiaolin only felt a severe headache, that's why she accidentally fell asleep just now, she stood up slowly, her lips turned pale: "I'm sorry, teacher, I..."

The woman interrupted her arrogantly: "Sleep in class, homework is not handed in, Song Xiaolin, do you really want to go to heaven? Are you great just because you have a background from the Lu family, so you can look down on your elders?" You can be willful, but don’t forget your duty as a human being.”

The tone was so harsh that it was hard to hear.

Everyone knows that the English teacher in Class [-] is a proper hater of the rich. Her husband ran away with a rich man, so she hates the rich the most in her life, especially the kind of famous family who only covers the sky with her hands. In menopause, she has a particularly irritable temper. No one wants to provoke her, but she only dares to pinch soft persimmons like Song Xiaolin who don't say a word.

Because in the real sense, she is not a member of the Lu family, but just a name.

Song Xiaolin secretly tightened his fists hanging on both sides, and his attitude did not back down, "Teacher, I am not relying on the background of Lu's family, you can't slander me at will."

The woman sneered at her words: "Hey, do you still want to fish out clear fish from the rotten ditch?"

In one sentence, she was condemned to death.

While everyone was watching the play, Duan Yicheng leaned against the table with his hands in his pockets, looking extremely lazy.

Suddenly, the woman saw that her desk was empty, and she couldn't help being angry: "Song Xiaolin, not only did you sleep in class, you didn't do your homework, and you didn't even bring your textbook today. Don't you know that this is taboo in my class? If you really If you don't want to study, you can go home!"

When he saw it, his eyes rolled around, without saying anything, he grabbed the English book at the same table and stuffed it into her hand.

His deskmate: "..." Damn you!

Song Xiaolin didn't appreciate it, but overturned the book.

"Song Xiaolin, do you know what's wrong?"

She spoke clearly and only said three words, "I'm not wrong."

This time, the woman really exploded with anger, like a volcano erupting, her whole face was extremely ferocious.

Xu Jiayi was in a hurry, and hurriedly grabbed Song Xiaolin's sleeve, signaling her not to be stubborn anymore, but after thinking about it, she finally had the courage to tell the truth: "Teacher, Xiaolin's English books and homework books have been stolen by others." Torn."

At this moment, the woman's mean nature was exposed: "Oh? Then why not tear up other people's things, but hers? This is her own problem, don't always rely on others."

There was a commotion all around.

But Song Xiaolin knew clearly that this English teacher had disliked her for a long time. Although she had good academic performance, she always made trouble for her from time to time. humiliate her.

As the saying goes, the wall pushes everyone down.

She is alone and helpless, like a drowning person who can only save herself.

"Okay, I didn't mean to embarrass you on purpose, but your attitude is really bad. If you can sincerely apologize to the teacher, I will give you a lighter punishment."

"What about the heavy one?"

"what?"

"I asked what the severe punishment was."

The woman sneered, her face darkened with anger: "What do you mean, you won't apologize?"

Song Xiaopurn's expression didn't change, "Yes, I'm right, why do you apologize?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar from below.

Now, there is a good show to watch, and everyone gloats.

"Okay!" The woman almost gritted her teeth, "Run ten laps on the playground for me, no less than one lap. I will let the number count. If you don't finish running, you can wait to call your parents."

With the sun in the sky, it would be tiring to run for two or three laps, let alone ten laps.

Doesn't this mean killing people?

But Song Xiaolin accepted it without saying a word, and walked towards the door without saying anything.

"Little purlin..."

"Squad leader, follow up and count."

"……Yes."

Such a stubborn back, reflected in Duan Yicheng's eyes, his heart seemed to move suddenly.

The next second, he raised his hand, "Teacher, my deskmate didn't bring any English textbooks."

Suddenly, his deskmate opened his eyes wide, and hurriedly squatted down to pick up the book: "You...you are talking nonsense, I...I brought it."

But he chuckled disapprovingly, cynical to the extreme, "I didn't bring my books, I didn't do my homework, and I fell asleep in class."

As for the matter of going to class, he never went to class, and no teacher was willing to take care of him.

Except Director Li.

After all, he is a big thorn, and women naturally don't like to provoke them to get themselves covered in shit, but now he is blatantly provocative, if he doesn't show some majesty, how can he restrain this group of students who are afraid of chaos ?
She waved her hand, as if chasing away flies: "You also go and run ten laps."

Unexpectedly, Duan Yicheng agreed with joy in his eyes, as if it was a great gift.

However, others expected that he would not really run, he just wanted to find a place to smoke.

~

The season at the end of May is almost approaching June.

But for Beicheng, which is like spring all year round, it is already extremely hot.

(End of this chapter)