I Don’t Want This White Moonlight Anymore!

At the end of the last class in the morning, Zhao Yinqing and Dou Na went to the cafeteria for dinner.

She has a palm-sized booklet in her pocket that is synchronized with the teaching materials, and she is ready to find a place to recite words after a meal.

The science scores have gone to the middle reaches, and the liberal arts are still far behind. She wants to work hard, and it is best to make up the gap quickly.

Right after class, the two floors of the cafeteria were crowded with heads, crowded, one after another, and eating a meal can squeeze people to death.

She hates this time the most, but can't hold the casserole that likes to eat in the cafeteria, so she can only squeeze in the crowd.

"I didn't have my turn yesterday. I won't be so unlucky today, right?" Dou Na stood in the middle of the team and said quietly.

The casserole is the most in demand, and the supply exceeds demand every day, and they have ran away many times.

Zhao Yinqing glanced forward. They were in the middle of the line, and there were more casserole bowls through the window.

"The class was postponed yesterday, not today," she said.

Dou Na nodded.

The whole canteen is like a duck house, and the noisy sounds make your brain hurt.

Zhao Yinqing flipped the earphones out and put them into his ears, and moved forward slowly following the team.

People kept passing by, she unconsciously raised her head and glanced, and happened to collide with a girl's gaze.

He was tall and thin, with a ponytail, and looked very ordinary. Zhao Yinqing recalled it, and was sure he didn't know him.

However, the gaze that the other party threw over was a bit strange, like scrutiny, but also new and unkind anyway.

Is something wrong? Did you provoke her? !

Zhao Yinqing looked away in a blink of an eye, and the team continued to move forward. When it was their turn, Zhao Yinqing asked for a casserole and another rice roll.

Dou Na looked at her with envy.

Zhao Yinqing said, "You take it too."

Dou Na shook her head and said helplessly: "I'm getting heavier again. My mother told me to control it for fear of fatty liver."

"How old are you, how can you have fatty liver."

"I want it, let alone I don't like to move."

Zhao Yinqing glanced at her sympathetically and waited on the side.

Dou Na brought the casserole and glanced at one side of the rice roll. The outside was a layer of seaweed, and the inside was fried pork loin with ham and lettuce and cheese. In order to lose weight, Dou Na couldn't eat almost every day. , And he prefers high-calorie foods.

She stared again and again, and when she was about to change, she still couldn't hold back, and took one with a cheap hand.

A happy and painful experience, I want to eat, but I feel guilty in my heart.

"I'll eat this one anyway this week," she whispered.

Zhao Yinqing: “It’s okay to run one more lap every morning, it’s okay.”

Dou Na looked at her with a sullen expression and said, "That's more than 400 meters!"

Do you want her to die?

The two were looking for a dining table, and as soon as they saw a corner vacated, Zhao Yinqing turned around and suddenly bumped into someone.

After a brief noise, the casserole and rice rolls in Zhao Yinqing's hands fell to the ground, and the hot brown soup was scattered around. Many of them climbed onto Zhao Yinqing's shoes and trouser legs in a mess.

Dou Na cried, "How did you walk? Knowing that there are people here, you still bumped up like this?"

"When you see someone coming here, don't you let it? Your eyes are white?"

Dou Na's eyes turned round and her face flushed with the nonsense of the other party.

Zhao Yinqing stretched her hand to hold Dou Na and moved a step back, avoiding the soup under her feet, and then raised her head to look at the person coming.

She's another girl with short hair just over her ears, thin eyes and nose, and her face is full of pits. She doesn't look good. The expression on her face is similar to that of the girl who just stared at each other. Apart from the obvious ills, she is more hostile Angrily, and the momentum of looking for trouble.

Blame her for not reading the almanac when she went out today?

Why is everything going wrong?

Zhao Yinqing frowned, but didn't want to care too much.

"Go first." She pulled Duna to go past the man.

The other party took a step to stop them, and said arrogantly: "I let you go? I soiled my clothes, what do you want to do!"

The front of the school uniform was stained with a stain as large as an egg, which was very conspicuous.

Zhao Yinqing said, "What do you want?"

"It's easy, take it and wash it for me, and return it to me tomorrow."

Zhao Yinqing said, "Take it off."

The other party was taken aback for a moment, he should have never expected such a refreshing attitude.

Dou Na tugged her hard: "What are you doing, really wash her!"

Zhao Yinqing said, "Wash it!"

There were a lot of classmates watching the excitement nearby, and many of them started to make people undress.

The girl who was picking up the matter probably wanted to play a few words quickly, but didn't really think about what the important person would be. This would make it hard to get off for a few seconds, stiff face and took off her clothes.

She reached out and handed the clothes to Zhao Yinqing.

Zhao Yin cleared his eyes, but didn't answer.

With such a silent performance, she had a weak posture again, and her arrogance jumped up again, raising the volume and shouting: "Take it!"

There were more students gathered around, and Qin Yu followed Sun Lugang into the cafeteria. This guy had a temperament to go wherever he was. He dragged Sun Lu and passed.

Then the two watched as Zhao Yinqing took the dress and threw it on the ground without hesitation. Most of it was spread on the water stain.

The scene remained silent for a few seconds, and then drew an isolated circle with Zhao Yinqing as the center. The outside was noisy as usual, and the inside was as quiet as a chicken.

I don't know who it was with a low "fuck" and said, "So handsome, who is this woman?"

No one answered him.

Sun Lu looked at Zhao Yinqing's beautiful and well-behaved side, the girl like a porcelain doll, she couldn't tell at all that she could throw people's clothes on the ground.

The short-haired girl regained her consciousness and exclaimed angrily: "You **** sick, pick it up for me."

Zhao Yinqing: "Aren't you asking me to wash it?"

"..."

Zhao Yinqing: "Make it dirtier, wouldn't it be more toss me, don't you like it?"

"You pick it up for me!"

Zhao Yinqing looked at her.

The silent appearance was like a silent provocation, and the other party instantly became even more angry.

"Do you **** pick it up?!"

Zhao Yinqing said: "Don't pick it up."

Girls with short hair may not know what kind of result they want, but Zhao Yinqing's cold and indifferent look is easy to make people nameless, and it is the kind that is getting more and more popular.

This kind of boring conversation has no meaning, and it can't make her pour out her anger, simply stepped forward, ready to directly start, tearing her indifferent expression.

Dou Na took a deep breath and dragged Zhao Yinqing back quickly.

But there is no use for eggs.

The other party pressed hard, and he reached Zhao Yinqing's eyes, stretched out his hand to grab her collar, and pressed it down hard.

This person is a little taller than Zhao Yinqing, and has a stronger body. Zhao Yinqing was dragged and staggered, his lips tightened, and his gaze was thinner and cooler.

Dou Na yelled "Wow wow wow", unable to hold the dinner plate with one hand, trying to find a place to put it, but was surrounded by a group of people and couldn't get out. She was shocked to consider whether she should throw it on the spot and join the battlefield.

The two girls were already entangled together. Although Zhao Yinqing was on the number one, the brute force did not please the other party.

A group of people around watched the excitement, but they didn't even think about coming to fight.

Zhao Yinqing's right cheek was scratched by the zipper, and it was suddenly hot, and she suspected that it might be broken.

The right shoulder was pushed forward by the opponent, directly bending over.

Zhao Yin frowned secretly, thinking that he might be at a disadvantage today.

She gritted her teeth and carried the weight of her body, and the marble floor in her sight was getting closer and closer to her.

There was a painful sensation of obvious oppression in the joints, and the noise in the ears continued, and it seemed that someone was yelling for cheer.

She tried to go up, but it was all in vain. On the contrary, she would be even more constrained by venting her strength.

Just when she was at a loss, the pressure on her back suddenly loosened, and Zhao Yinqing hadn't reacted yet, something fell and covered her head.

"Which class do you come from? Dare to trouble our classmates. Are you too idle? Do you want me to find a group of social girls to play with you?"

Someone helped her up. After Zhao Yinqing stood firm, she stretched out her hand to tear off the covering on her head, and collided with Sun Lu's line of sight. She was stunned, her gaze shifted down, and she was holding a piece of winter. Uniforms.

Zhao Yinqing looked forward again, past Sun Lu's figure, and behind them was the tall figure of Qin Yu, who was standing across the crowd, naturally showing a smell of stubbornness.

Qin Yu roared: "What the **** I asked you, deaf?!"

The short-haired girl moved her lips without saying a word. The original arrogant expression was covered by fear and a guilty conscience mixed with a trace of shame.

Someone in the crowd of onlookers shouted: "Class One."

"Thanks, brother!" Qin Yu took the time to shout in that direction, then turned back to stare at her, "It's your class again, it's okay! See if we are too bullied, aren't we? The one who came last time. What are the names of them? The co-authors are all for Xu Lin to vent their anger?"

The girl said weakly: "No."

"No, you are a stupid person! Go back and tell her that if you are not convinced, you will come to the door and tell your affairs by yourself. Don't mess with these secrets, and don't treat people as fools."

Sun Lu called to him at this time: "Qin Yu."

"Hey! Brother Li~" Qin Yu replied cheaply.

"come."

"okay!"

He came to the side of Sun Lu, grinning and winking at Zhao Yin.

Zhao Yinqing: "..."

"Find a place to eat," Sun Lu said, "don't delay time, go in line."

"Good!" Qin Yu obediently went to line up.

Sun Lu looked at Zhao Yinqing again: "What do you eat?"

"I'll buy it myself later."

"Qin Yu bought it quickly."

Zhao Yinqing looked in the direction of Qin Yu, this guy was alive, jumping all the way forward, almost the end of the line.

Sun Lu said, "What to eat?"

The casserole must not be made, and Zhao Yinqing is not very interested in other things.

"I'm going to the supermarket to buy instant noodles." Zhao Yinqing handed out the clothes on his hands, "Here."

"You are wearing."

Zhao Yinqing's coat is too dirty to see, and she always wears less clothes. This season, if there is no coat, for a thin girl, it can't hold it.

"No need to."

Sun Lu looked at her with a deep gaze, seeming to disagree.

Zhao Yinqing said again: "I have someone bring it to me."

Sun Lu took the clothes over, looked at her cheek again, and said, "I'll remember to get some medicine later."

Zhao Yinqing let out an "um".

The people who had been watching had already dispersed, and the people who had picked up the incident had disappeared. Only a few of them curiously threw them over here.

Sun Lu turned and walked away. Dou Na was still standing on the side with a plate. The two looked at each other. Zhao Yinqing said, "I will accompany you to eat first, and then I will go to the supermarket to buy noodles."

Dou Na: "Then I will eat faster."

"No, take your time."

They found a corner to sit, Zhao Yinqing used the phone screen as a mirror, and was observing the wound on his face. It was long, but very shallow, and it was not a big problem. It didn't matter if it had been ugly for a few days.

Dou Na sucked the noodles while brushing the noodles while holding her mobile phone. She had just put half a piece of oily tofu into her mouth, her eyes widened suddenly, and she said, "Drink, you have a good relationship with Sun Li."

Zhao Yinqing didn't lift his head, and said, "Ordinary schoolmates, if you change it, you will also lend you your school uniform."

"No," Dou Na showed her her phone, "The school post bar has been blown up, and the class group is about to burn to ashes. Did you come here two mornings?"

Zhao Yinqing paused for two seconds, and quickly retrieved her mobile phone.

"Sun Lu's bicycle rung was sat on, let's guess who it is!"

The host posted five photos in a row. Unity is the back view. The clearest one has a vaguely profiled face, and the building cover is almost broken.

Zhao Yinqing's name appeared on the first tenth floor twice, but he guessed it, and the conclusion was not made yet.

Until the 21st floor post: One thousand percent Zhao Yinqing, if not, let me give it to you, okay in our class.

Someone asks below: Is there any evidence? Didn't you see Sun Lu approaching anyone in your class?

For evidence of wool, our class knows that Sun Lu smashed her on the head with things in order to get Zhao Yinqing's attention.

Haha, laughed to death, fake or not, Sun Lu still needs to use this method to attract people's attention?

Another person said in a post: Last time Zhao Yinqing was punished and Sun Lu was distressed, so can you still buy medicine? This person is Mengsao, you don't understand.

Swipe down further, there is everything to say, those who admire the girls on the rung, only see Sun Lushuai, and of course, there are also those who are bitter and mean and scold Zhao Yinqing for being unsightly.

When Dou Na's casserole bottomed out, Zhao Yinqing still brushed a few minutes ago, and Sun Lu took the photo of her clothes from her.

Someone wailed and said: Did you see the freshly-baked fruit photos, do you still dare to say that they are not adulterous?

Nima, why don't you post the photo of him taking the clothes and throwing it on my head? !