I Am In Love with Myself

It had just rained, and the playground was wet everywhere. Fortunately, it was not a real lawn. It was just painted with green paint on the rubber bottom. Otherwise, you would have to get two feet of mud to participate in the opening ceremony.

The students stood up one after another, the leader of the colonel in the stands was seated, the mineral water microphones were all ready, the loudspeakers babbled for the test sound, just after "feeding" twice, I saw two men outside the iron net carrying them. The camera rushed over in sweat.

Xie Maomao nodded and looked around, hitting Jian Yixi with his elbow.

"Our school has already spent money this year. We actually asked the Provincial Satellite TV to report on the opening ceremony."

The students nearby were also talking about it, and the logo on the microphone in the reporter's hand was too conspicuous.

"Should our school not apply to the provincial support school, right?"

"Then Old Zhao still can't let his nostrils turn to death?"

The director of political education, Zhao Xudong, loves to wander around the school when he has nothing to do. He will punish this one today and train that one tomorrow. He has a cheeky face, which is especially annoying.

Jian Yixi had no interest in gossip, but he followed everyone's sights and looked towards the stands.

Zhao Xudong came down from the stands with a dazed expression. The principal and vice-principal followed him, glanced at the press card handed to him, and shook hands with the provincial TV reporters with smiles and creases.

Even though he was just a small reporter, the principal had to laugh with him when he was named as Provincial Satellite TV.

I was too far away to hear what they were talking about, but when the TV reporter touched the mouth piece, Zhao Xudong's face changed without saying a word, and the principal also raised his eyebrows with a serious look.

No one knows what happened. The principal and Zhao Xudong did not preside over the opening ceremony, and followed the reporter out of the stadium towards the teaching building, leaving only the vice principal and a few other insignificant leaders to continue to preside over the opening ceremony. ceremony.

The ceremony was not over yet, the reporters went back and forth, accompanied by a female student in a harem pants and striped shirt.

Xie Maomao had the sharpest eyes, and hurriedly bumped Jian Yixi with his elbow.

"Isn't that the sneak shot thief? After finishing the ball, the Provincial Satellite TV didn't come here for the sneak shot, right?"

Jian Yixi tilted his head and looked at it. The black pupils reflected the blue sky and white clouds, like the calm and clear water of the Tianchi.

It turned out to be An Mu.

Didn’t you say to invite parents? Why did the Provincial Satellite TV come in?

Has this matter been such a big deal?

This provincial TV also came too soon, right?

Jian Yixi was suspicious of An Mu's sneak shots, but now he feels more strange about it.

If An Mu is really a sneak shot thief, why should she help her block her clothes?

But if An Mu is not a sneak shot thief, why would she come with the reporter?

Jian Yixi suddenly remembered that An Mu had said that she was a transfer student and was a sophomore in high school.

The rumor said it was a sneak shot of a high school girl!

"Mao."

"Hey~"

"I feel like I made a mistake."

"What's wrong?"

"That girl's name is An Mu. I know her. She is a sophomore in high school."

"So hey?"

Xie Maomao scratched his chin, Dan Feng looked at her, like a scumbag who couldn't understand the teacher's lecture, and didn't catch the point at all.

Jian Yixi patiently said: "The rumor is that a high school girl secretly took pictures."

Xie Maomao suddenly realized, "I understand, we missed a word "being", and the first-year high school girl was secretly photographed!"

Jian Yixi suddenly felt that this new acquaintance at the same table is so unreliable?

I just wanted to make a note in my heart: Xie Maomao is not reliable, and she will listen carefully to what she said in the future.

Xie Maomao took her arm and smiled and said, "Okay, I'm kidding you~ It was originally a rumor, and I didn't take it seriously. It's like eating melons online. Who knows which melon is real and which melon is fake? Have fun~"

"You are lively, but you have done a lot of harm to others. Even if you don't take it seriously, you still believe it a little bit."

For example, although she was suspicious, she still believed a little bit.

"I know~ so I have never been a keyboard man, I just gossip with my friends at most, I know it~"

If you really know it in your heart, you wouldn't be so sure when you gossip.

Jian Yixi crossed out "Xie Mao Mao is not reliable" and changed it to "Urban routines are deep, don't take gossips seriously".

Xie Maomao looked at An Mu and asked curiously, "Didn't you just transfer here? How did you meet her? You said she was in the second year of high school? She didn't wear school uniform...also a transfer student?"

Jian Yixi nodded slightly.

Xie Maomao is even more curious.

"Then how did you meet? Did you meet outside of school before?"

Jian Yixi gave a brief account of his understanding, and Xie Maomao's eyes became round.

"God! With my years of fan circle experience, I can use a fan certificate to guarantee that she is definitely your sister's true fan!"

Jian Yixi hesitated and said, "Can this be seen too?"

"This blind man can also see it, okay? Otherwise, with so many people, how could she spot you at a glance? She even went to help you block your clothes?"

"Perhaps because of..."

"It's over!" Xie Maomao interrupted suddenly, "If she is not a sneak shot thief, then she must be the warrior who exposes the sneak shot thief, and combined with her to help you block your clothes, in summary, you are the hapless guy who was sneak shot!"

This Jian Yixi just thought about it, but she didn’t care much, so she took the shot. She was so tightly blocked by An Mu that she couldn’t take much of the shot. This incident has caused the Ministry of Political Affairs and Education, and now even the Provincial Satellite TV Here, she believes that the video will never be streamed out, she is very safe.

Xie Maomao's voice is a bit loud, but no one pays attention to her, everyone's attention is in the stands.

The principal looked ugly and went to the stands. Zhao Xudong lowered his head and followed behind and couldn't see his expression. The cameraman held a heavy camera and followed all the way.

The vice-principal closed the wheat in time, and Zhao Xudong subconsciously wanted to sit down. When he saw that the principal was still standing, he quickly stood up.

The headmaster removed the microphone on the stand and raised it to his lips. He hadn't spoken yet, and the imposing manner of not being angry was already out.

"Today is the first day of school. It was supposed to be a good day to look forward to the future, but unexpectedly such a vicious incident happened! This is the sorrow of the education industry, the sorrow of all schools and all educators!"

The principal pressed his heart, with a distressed look, he was actually a map gun. It is impossible for the school to carry the pot, and the entire Huaxia education community should carry it together!

"Today is the first day of school! First day! The first morning when freshmen enter high school from junior high school!"

The principal repeatedly emphasized the first day, freshman, and junior high school N times, and threw the pot to the junior high school again. Only then did he state the secret shooting. Although the school had spread the matter, no one expected it to be handled this time. It was so fast, it was comparable to a light-speed rocket launcher, and even the Provincial Satellite TV was invited.

What do you want to do? Use this to promote the school’s strict self-discipline and high moral standards? Want to be a benchmark in education?

The students talked a lot, and the principal decisively announced the result of the matter.

The secret filming incident is extremely bad and the impact is extremely bad. It touched the moral bottom line when entering school. As a private school with high standards, it is the responsibility of protecting the interests of students. The principal culprit Lu Yuexin was returned to his school status, and the two accomplices were demerited.

Considering that the three girls are all underage, the principal only notified criticisms and did not let them review them in public.

If there is a penalty, there will be a prize. The principal warmly invites An Mu to come on stage.

This must be on stage, and the Provincial Satellite TV is filming it. The public must not only remember that someone secretly took photos, but they must also remember the school’s rewards and punishments.

"It's this classmate, An Mu from the first grade of high school. He has the courage to expose and protect the interests of the majority of classmates. Some classmates will say that this is a complaint, this is a small report, and it is something elementary school students can do. No, this is commendable. Her glorious deeds! It is worth learning from every school, and even everyone in the society! The school decided to award her a certificate of honor and bravery as a moral model! And award a scholarship of 5,000 yuan!"

Student scum is something in the education world. Blame the junior high school for not teaching well, try to narrow the scope of responsibility, and act bravely will be extended to the entire society. It is a model for all mankind. The principal's move to weaken the disadvantages and highlight the advantages is really a textbook public relations. .

An Mu stood by, watching the principal's performance with cold eyes.

This principal seems to be good, but in fact he has the same virtue as Zhao Xudong, but Zhao Xudong never hides it. It is disgusting and straightforward. The principal has put on countless layers of skin, and he has been deceived in his previous life.

The students in the audience whispered to each other.

As soon as the school started, the awards and money were awarded. Although the money is a little bit less, the awards are also very fictitious, but for the students, this is a good fame and fortune!

The classmates cast their complex sights one after another, some were envious, some were jealous, some were disdainful, some were curious... Anyway, as the school is big, there are all kinds of people and all kinds of ideas.

The principal felt that he had dealt with this crisis of public relations well. He turned the tide at the moment of the crisis. Not only did he successfully tide over the difficulties, he also helped the school through a wave of advertisements. The key advertising fees were still cheap, and he spent a scholarship of 5,000.

The principal wiped off the sweat on the Mediterranean, smiling kindly asked An Mu to step down.

An Mu didn't move.

She took a step back and bowed to the principal.

"Thanks to the school for handling this matter fairly and impartially. I am very proud to be able to come to such a school. I am proud of Weicheng No. 2 Foreign Language School."

—This girl student is so good at talking! It would be better if the full name of the school could be stated.

The principal smiled and held up the cadre's belly and said: "We have students like you in Weicheng Second Foreign Language High School, which is also the pride of the school!"

An Mu turned around and bowed to Zhao Xudong.

"I apologize for pouring tea from Director Zhao just now, I'm sorry! Director Zhao!"

Zhao Xudong was caught off guard by this one bow, his face was indescribably ugly.

This is an apology in name, but in reality it is a humiliation at all!

In the presence of so many students, especially in the presence of the Provincial Satellite TV, he accepted the apology as acknowledging that his dignified director of political education had been splashed with tea water by the students. The key is that this student is still the student who has just been commended. Doesn't that mean indirectly admitting that he has a problem?

But if he accepts the apology, it's because the small belly chicken intestines cares about the students. Similarly, he cares about a model who has just been commended by the principal himself, or indirectly admits that he has a problem!

Mad, whether he accepts this person or not, he's lost, it doesn't work if he doesn't accept it!

Zhao Xudong got used to it. It was the first time he suffered such a big humiliation, he could barely laugh, and try his best to save face.

"It's okay, young and vigorous, you can understand, don't be so reckless next time, you have to believe that the school can handle it for you, okay, go on."

Zhao Xudong gave a hand and motioned her to get out.

An Mu didn't move again, his chin raised slightly, his back straightened, and his slender legs were firm and strong, and even his slender waist was full of soft power.

She has a cold face, and her voice is neither humble nor overbearing, like the first snow in the plum blossoms, with a quiet rhyme in the clearness, and every word is passed into everyone's eardrums through the microphone.

"Thank you Director Zhao for accepting my apology, then please also Director Zhao apologize to all the girls for the wrong treatment."

Zhao Xudong's eyes widened in disbelief, and he couldn't help but doubt his ears.

"Why?" An Mu curled her lower lip, smiling into the eyes, "Director Zhao listens hard at a young age? Or you want me to play the sound recorded in the teaching office before in public, to help you think about it? "

As soon as this was said, the audience was in an uproar, first shocked, then excited, and finally boiling completely.

wocccccc! !

Is this An Mu crazy? Ask the dean to apologize in public, or to the provincial TV station? Is she not afraid that the director will put on her little shoes in the future?

Does anyone care if there is a mine at home? Or is the newborn calf not afraid of tigers?

No matter what she is, dare to be tough with old Zhao, that is A! That's Sa! That's the style they like! !

Teenage girls, between adults and children, have not yet fully learned the hypocrisy and indifference of adults, nor have they completely lost the simplicity and sincerity of children. They have not forgotten what justice is, and they can easily get emotionally high because of small things. They still have edges and corners, they haven't been smoothed yet, and they can make their own voices.

They like this An Mu who dared to do what they didn't dare to do. They couldn't help whistling, couldn't help howling, couldn't help shouting Zhao Xudong's apology, and couldn't help applauding.

The camera was constantly changing positions between the stands and the students. Zhao Xudong's face resembled pig liver, his forehead was bulging with anger, and the back of his clenched hands were bulging with thick ribs.

The teachers kept pressing their hands to signal the students to be quiet, and Lao Hu also blew the whistle, but the students ignored them and listened to the boring opening speeches for a long time. The legs were sore and numb. Finally, it was a bit of fun. Blame everyone, so many of them are making noise, can the school punish the whole school for failure?

"Apologize! Apologies!"

There were yelling everywhere, some who were sincere, some booed, and some yelled along with them, and of course there were still people who were scornful and felt that these yelling were all fools.

The sweat of the principal just fell out of the Mediterranean, and he finally managed to suppress the crisis, how could he have another moth?

The principal was afraid that An Mu would actually play the recording, and tried to suppress the situation as much as possible.

"Director Zhao, just apologize, and apologize to your students, not ashamed!"

Zhao Xudong's cheek twitched, and the current situation did not allow him to apologize. Nothing was as important as the school's reputation, and he could not offend the principal.

Zhao Xudong resisted the urge to turn around and leave, pinched his palms, bit his posterior teeth, and barely squeezed "I'm sorry" from the depths of his throat.

Although it was just a simple apology and no bow or sincerity, this is an unprecedented achievement that has never been seen since the establishment of the school.

The classmates cheered, being less serious, joining in the fun, and some people started yelling: It’s okay! forgive you!

Zhao Xudong vomited almost blood, lowered his head and gave An Mu a vicious look, then turned and got off the stage.

The principal hurriedly took advantage of the downturn and announced the end of the opening ceremony.

The students disbanded on the spot, and the reporter hurriedly buried the student group for random interviews. The students who knew the situation and even took the video took the initiative to accept the interview. They were happy for a long time to show their faces on TV.

An Mu walked down the stands, searched among the crowd, fixed on Jian Yihu.

Jian Yihu tied his first love ponytail and made a little fresh first love makeup. There was no flaw in the image, but his face was a little gloomy, and his mood was obviously bad. The classmates next to her were ignorant when talking to her.

It's just a small failure, so I can't stand it anymore, Jian Yihu?

This is just the beginning.

We will come to Japan for a long time.

From the very beginning, An Muda had no intention of taking advantage of this incident to bring down Jian Yihu.

Although this incident was planned by Jian Yihu, Jian Yihu never showed up from the beginning to the end, and even Lu Yuexin didn’t know that she was the real man behind the scenes. It was very difficult to solve Jian Yihu through this incident. , It is better to focus on Zhao Xudong.

Zhao Xudong is a villain who has grudges and must avenge him. Before he has the hatred value that he has paid attention to Jian Yixi like in his previous life, it is safest to pull it on himself first.

Zhao Xudong is not terrible. She has a way to deal with it, and she is not eager to deal with Jian Yihu. In her previous life, she was too concerned about hatred. She was fighting with her enemies until she died, ignoring herself, and wasting her life in vain.

In this life, she only wants to protect Jian Yixi and her former self. Nothing is more important than herself.

Jian Yixi, don't live for anyone, just for yourself.

Your life should have been brilliant and colorful.

A familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly came from my ear.

This is...Jane Yixi's voice.

Listening to my own voice is really different from listening to my own voice with the help of An Mu's ears. An Mu never knew that his voice was so...soft?

An Mu retracted the line of sight that had been chasing Jian Yihu, and looked down at Jian Yixi under the stands.

Jian Yixi also glanced at Jian Yi Lake, which had already reached the iron gate.

—Unexpectedly, Xie Maomao was really right. An Mu is really a fan of my sister. Seeing her look at my sister just now, it's really... sincere and sincere, I want to stick to my sister, if it's not all female, I have to wonder if she has a crush on my sister.

"Something wrong?"

"Shall we go to dinner together? I'll treat."

Jian Yixi looked up at her, her long eyelashes curled in an enviable arc, her eyes were like ink, black and bright, with a little unfamiliar shyness.

An Mu's whole heart was warm, not only because he still had the opportunity to protect himself, but also because his only friend Mao Mao was standing in front of him alive, running, jumping, smiling, and breathing.

The corners of An Mu's eyes were sour, and she smiled and said, "Okay."

Can't wait to get to one side of the stairs, she waved her hand to beckon them to stand aside, and jumped directly from the two-meter-high stands.

She has long legs and a light figure, her arms are slightly stretched, her knees are bent at the right time, and there is almost no sound when she landed on the ground. The slightly curly hair is raised high, the strands are cool and smooth, and the hair ends with a light orchid fragrance. The tip of the nose of the stream.

Jian Yixi blinked and rubbed her itchy nose subconsciously.

What shampoo? It smells good.

"Let's go." An Mu stood up straight and tucked up her slightly messy hair.

Xie Maomao exaggerated "Wow" and took An Mu's arm when he went up.

"You have great jumping ability!"

It would be great to see you again.

An Mu restrained his emotions, and said, "Hello, I'm An Mu from Class Two."

"My class eleven, thank Maomao!"

Xie Maomao is familiar with himself, holding An Mu on his left and Jian Yixi on his right. He doesn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he smiles and shows two rows of white teeth, really feeling that life is complete.

Of course, this consummation is still a bit flawed. If she is a man, it will be more perfect. With such two big beauties with fairy values, she hugs her left and right, so how many men are jealous~~ think about it Cool~

Xie Maomao is just talking about tuberculosis. The first second he was immersed in the blessing of the people who hugged the left and the right.

"What the **** is going on here? Tell me, I'm almost curious!"