my sister never called brother

Under the pressure of suspicion, Liao Meizhong's face turned red, and the sense of shame immediately rolled up crazily, raging in the turbulent heart.

He was not convinced and continued to struggle.

Liao Meizhong would never wear this big hat representing slander.

Liao Meizhong directly ignored the suspicious eyes around her.

Continue to rack your brains to bring back this overwhelming situation.

"What are you talking about? I can't understand at all now..." Liao Meizhong tried to keep her tone as normal as possible, sounding amiable.

"Okay, stop pretending, isn't there no one else around? God knows, you know, I know, no one else will know this secret." Song Mingyuan said carelessly, as if it was true of.

"I...I didn't pretend...it was you who said some inexplicable things from the beginning." Liao Meizhong was not to be outdone.

"Don't you really forget?" Song Mingyuan was very different, and seemed to remind him, "Not long ago, when it was just you and me, you secretly told me that you instigated the gang fight in the second grade. I still praise you——fuck you! Awesome!"

"I said old bitch, can you stop acting?" Liao Meizhong's tone was a little anxious, and she frowned and said, "I'm really in the library, there is no one else around, just tell the truth and return to me." Pretentious, are you tired?"

"I'm not acting!" Song Mingyuan's tone on the phone was very innocent, "Is it you who are acting? The words were inexplicable from the very beginning. Didn't you say that there are no other people around? To be honest, the school board will come to check you, Do you want me to give you advice? Huh?"

"What's the idea? I didn't instigate it. What am I afraid of? Obviously you are the mastermind behind the scenes..." Liao Meizhong said patiently.

Now Liao Meizhong is in a delicate mood, she wants to yell, but she has to hold back.

He had already picked Song Mingyuan up in his heart, and he didn't know how many times he had beaten him violently.

"Brother Liao, I can't understand what you're saying anymore." Song Mingyuan paused, and continued, "Obviously you said you were the one who instigated it, but now instead of admitting it, you put it on me instead."

"Can you stop pretending, you obviously admitted it, but now you actually poured this basin of dirty water on me." Liao Meizhong's patience was a bit lacking, and this Tai Chi was distracted, "Let me tell you this, I I just want to know if your association is the mastermind behind the violent conflict in the second grade, if yes, I will help you get rid of the school board members, if not, I will ignore it."

Liao Meizhong threatened and lured Song Mingyuan, hoping that he would admit it quickly.

"Brother Liao, didn't you take your medicine in the morning?" Song Mingyuan's tone revealed an undisguised helplessness, "I said that the conflict in the second grade has nothing to do with me at all, even if the school board comes down to investigate, It’s not about me, it’s about you.”

"You...you you you..." Liao Meizhong was a little out of breath, his shoulders were shaking up and down angrily, his chest was heaving, and he cursed, "You fucking fart!"

Liao Meizhong could tell that Song Mingyuan was determined not to admit it, so he took advantage of the situation and pushed him directly into the pit of fire.

All this seemed to be prepared by Song Mingyuan. From the very beginning, he had no intention of admitting it, and insisted that the mastermind of the conflict in the second grade was Liao Meizhong.

If it was normal, Song Mingyuan would have told Liao Meizhong the truth frankly.

But now he is wary of Liao Meizhong and insists on not letting go.

This change is full of doubts, even Liao Meizhong can't figure it out.

It was as if Song Mingyuan had received the notice and knew what was happening in the student union at this time, so he had already made various precautions.

"Brother Liao, why did you start swearing?" Song Mingyuan was very surprised, and continued, "Did you not do well just now? Are you afraid that I will inform you? Don't worry, you incited the second grade to fight...I won't tell anyone!! !"

Song Mingyuan shamelessly raised the decibel for everyone to hear.

"Song Mingyuan! You despicable villain..." Liao Meizhong uttered the last sentence through her teeth, almost screaming——

"I'm a sucker for Nima!!!"

Chapter 360 VII Cannon Fodder Perspective

A class in the third grade.

A female student wearing a black cat sheriff cosplay, under everyone's attention, recited very shameful lines.

Listen carefully, as if the teacher led everyone to read a poem.

The actor's exaggerated acting skills and boring action design are really heart-wrenching.

All the students who watched were expressionless, as if they were saying—"Sister, you have to be careful when acting! Be careful..."

Our group leader Song Mingyuan will also devote himself to this embarrassing performance.

Playing the role of cannon fodder, he was lying silently on the ground in a mouse puppet suit.

Song Mingyuan wasn't being lazy, or quit acting or something.

But he, the mouse villain, was shot dead by the "Black Cat Sheriff" a long time ago, and he is lying in the dead body as required by the script.

This pretending to be dead requires lying down for more than half an hour, and my arms are numb from lying down.

But who made him the first villain to act aggressively?

Song Mingyuan silently put down the phone in his hand. He didn't hang up, but Liao Meizhong hung up the phone angrily.

Due to his role positioning, even in rehearsal, Song Mingyuan is still an idler, even if he is lying dead on the ground, he still has enough time to make phone calls.

If you have nothing to do, you can still listen to the loud rock music, take a peek at Lifan or something, or look at the game news to see if there are new games for sale on STEM.

This kind of life seems boring, but he can squander his youth at will and escape from reality.

In this class performance, no one cares about a small cannon fodder. They just need to lie down honestly after being bombarded by "Black Cat Sheriff".

So no matter how much Song Mingyuan who was lying on the ground made a fuss, no one cared about him at all.

Because Song Mingyuan is not the protagonist.

As a cannon fodder, one must have the self-cultivation of a cannon fodder.

This was Song Mingyuan's attitude.

Maybe everyone is the protagonist of their own life, but whether their stories are exciting or not is another matter.

Song Mingyuan felt that it was good for him to live his own life, caring whether others were brilliant or not had nothing to do with him.

A typical petty citizen mentality, just sweep the snow in front of his own door and plant his own vegetable garden.

Liao Meizhong's last words still echoed in Song Mingyuan's ears for a long time, making him a little lost in a trance for a moment.

"A despicable person..." Song Mingyuan murmured to himself, feeling quite complicated.

He still vaguely remembers when he was in the first grade.

At that time, Liao Meizhong looked much more innocent, like an inexperienced little bastard.

Sitting on pins and needles in embarrassment in the examination room, looking around, thinking about how to pass the preliminary examination at the beginning of school.

Song Mingyuan saw Liao Meizhong scratching his ears and cheeks like a monkey, and he was so happy that he copied it for him.

At that time, I thought it was nothing, and I thought that Liao Meizhong was a fool, and he looked a little cowardly when he wanted to copy, which was very interesting.

But I don't know when it started, Liao Meizhong became the current virtue.

Maybe he's getting smarter?

Once people become smarter, they will become dissatisfied and pursue better things.

Liao Meizhong also met her basic needs and moved towards higher spiritual needs.

But he is no longer the idiot who copied papers in the examination room.

I don't know if this selfish, peaceful, and inactive minister still remembers copying papers in the examination room, I'm afraid he has forgotten it long ago?

He talks about lofty ideals and despises the evil deeds of the wicked.

But in the end, won't he become someone he despises?

As if time flies by, no matter how hard you pull on the rein, there is no way to make it turn back.

Although Song Mingyuan tricked Liao Meizhong, he didn't feel much guilt. After all, he was a guy who only swept the snow in front of the door.

But there are still regrets, because Song Mingyuan really regarded Lai Liao Meizhong as a friend in the past.

But this is only limited to the stupid boy who copied the papers in the examination room, not the current chief minister.

"Let's be a despicable villain, everyone is mutual." Song Mingyuan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Just before answering the phone, Song Mingyuan received a text message.

It was Zhou Han who asked Elizabeth to post it under her own name.

Relying on the bug of controlling the electronics, he edited the letter in just a split second, and informed Song Mingyuan of everything that happened in the student union without anyone noticing it.

Zhou Han delays time slowly, just hoping that Song Mingyuan will make preparations in advance after reading the text message.

Now it seems that the effect is good, and the society has avoided disaster.

However, Song Mingyuan still couldn't figure out one thing——

An Lan is Su Xiaomai's enemy, and he has been defeated now.

So why does Su Xiaowei continue to drive Liao Meizhong away now?

Acquaintances are easy to handle, and driving them away is no different from cutting off your own arms.

With Su Xiaomai's wisdom, she would never do such a stupid thing.

But Su Xiaomai did this puzzling thing.

Lying on the ground, Song Mingyuan adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, his small eyes flickering non-stop.

Then his gaze suddenly froze, fixed on one direction.

Song Mingyuan didn't know what he saw, his old face turned red and his eyes were straight...

Right in front of Song Mingyuan, the girls in the same class who were not participating in the performance leisurely formed a row on the table, dangling their curvy calves boredly.

The short skirts that are more than [-] centimeters above the knees are not concealed, and the white thighs are a little shiny, making people afraid to look directly at them.

Since Song Mingyuan was lying on the ground and his eyes were very low, the picture in front of him was not too beautiful.

The creamy skin on the inner thighs and the panties in the middle were shining brightly into Song Mingyuan's small eyes.

Song Mingyuan's nose felt hot, and he was a little embarrassed.

The skirt issued by the school should be nearly [-] centimeters above the knee.

But these sluts absolutely changed their skirts and reduced them to [-] centimeters above their knees. What's the difference between this and a miniskirt?

The third year of senior high school has very loose management, although there are strict requirements for clothing.

But as the last year of high school, the students basically ignored it, and the school turned a blind eye. As long as they don't run around naked, they can go with the students.

These senior high school girls are obviously over the top, the female hormones are too strong.

Obviously, the girls in the third year of high school have become good at dressing up, and they are all dressed up. They are obviously school uniforms, but they are wearing the European and American style of Paris Fashion Week.

The skirts are so short, why are you still wearing skirts?Forget it, everyone is happy.

"Blue, white, strawberry, bear, Autobot, Decepticon..." Song Mingyuan stared straight at him, uttering mysterious words, and his old face turned even redder.

The girls obviously didn't care about the cannon fodder on the ground, and they didn't notice it for a long time, and they were addicted to their eyes.

Song Mingyuan subconsciously withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and sighed in his heart—the world is going down, the world is going down...

He said so in his mouth, but his behavior ran counter to it.

Song Mingyuan took out his phone again.

Secretly pointed the phone camera at the bottom of the girls' skirts, and pressed the photo without hesitation——

"Gentlemen, I like cannon fodder, oh hehehe~"

Chapter 360: Becoming a Bad Guy

Liao Meizhong hung up the phone angrily.

His face flushed with anger, and his angry expressions piled up together, appearing distorted and tangled.

He felt that his last straw was gone.

I thought I could use Song Mingyuan to prove my innocence.

But the cruelty of reality taught him to be a man again.

He didn't prove his innocence, but was slandered severely by Song Mingyuan, and described vividly by this old bitch, as if everything was true.

Liao Meizhong completely confirmed the chair that incited the violent conflict in the second grade.

The current situation does not allow Liao Meizhong to explain. Everyone thinks that his struggle is a cover-up.

The ministers looked at Liao Meizhong with strange eyes and whispered among themselves.

They felt that Liao Meizhong was completely finished, probably Su Xiaomai would be expelled from the student union, and then receive a notice of expulsion from the student.

This kind of fate is not bad.

Zhou Han secretly touched his mobile phone back, wiped the screen of the mobile phone with his sleeve, and communicated with Elizabeth.

"Xiaoyi, good job."