The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Last night, Xiao Shiyan told Leng Che about the thousands of posts in the school forum that insulted Mu Qianxi, and Leng Che ordered him to find a way to delete them. I thought the matter was over, but the next morning, Leng Che told me to clear all the related posts.

"Brother Che, do you think I'm an Internet policeman? I'm always monitoring you to see if there are any posts scolding the little bully, right?" Xiao Shiyan was tired. If he had known, he would not have told him about this. This old antique can only chat on WeChat at present. If he hadn't taken screenshots and sent them to him, there wouldn't be so many things!

"I can't." Leng Che replied, "But this is your specialty. Also, it would be even better if you could find out who posted it first."

"Brother Che, something's wrong with you. Before, you didn't care when others posted so many posts to insult you, but now that Xiaobawang is being insulted, you want to clear all the posts insulting her and find out who is behind it. Something's wrong, something's wrong..." Xiao Shiyan looked at him with an expression as if he was suspicious.

"..., I'm just afraid that she'll be sad when she sees it..." After saying that, she felt something was wrong. Why did he care so much about her emotions? So she immediately added, "Because crying is troublesome."

That's right. He wasn't worried that she would be sad, it was just because she was really troublesome when she cried, with snot and tears, and she might even rub against him.

Leng Che convinced himself in this way, feeling depressed and annoyed.

Mu Qianxi stood blankly in front of the mess, looking at the fallen desk, scattered textbooks, stationery, and torn math notebook, the anger in her heart was completely ignited.

She spent a lot of effort to make that notebook under Leng Che's guidance...

"Who did it?" Mu Qianxi's voice was filled with uncontrollable anger. She looked around, trying to find the saboteur, but some of her classmates lowered their heads and dared not speak, while others just watched the fun, and no one stood up to admit it.

Xiang Yang said, "Brother Mu, I didn't know. When I got here, I saw your position was like this."

"Yeah." Feiyang sighed.

Feng patted her shoulder to comfort her, and signaled her with his eyes not to be impulsive. Then he squatted down and wanted to help her tidy up her desk, but was pulled up.

"Don't pick it up. Whoever pushed it down should clean it up." Mu Qianxi took out her cell phone and took a picture of the situation to preserve the evidence.

"What's going on? It's such a mess?" As the head teacher entered the classroom, he frowned when he saw the mess on the floor.

"Teacher, someone overturned my desk and tore up my math notebook."

"Who? Who did it? Huh? Come out and apologize, and clean up your desks. I won't call your parents. Classmates should get along with each other in harmony. Is there anything that can't be solved properly? Why do you have to vent your dissatisfaction in such a violent way?" The head teacher looked around, but no one stood up to admit it.

"Teacher, who in the whole school is more ferocious and violent than her? How dare we touch her things? Maybe she staged it herself!" Huang Yuan, who had always been at odds with her, took the opportunity to exaggerate, "And you can see from the campus posts. People who hate her are all over the school, and it's not necessarily her classmates who did it."

The two sides were at war with each other.

Mu Qianxi clenched her fists, determined to find out who this person was. She pointed to the camera at the back of the classroom and said, "We'll know who did it by checking the surveillance."

Bai Snow, who was sitting in the front row and didn't care, suddenly said, "Teacher, we pay tuition fees to attend classes, not to listen to such boring things. She can find out the truth, but please don't disturb us in class."

The head teacher looked at the time and could only advise: "It's almost time for class. Mu Qianxi, pack up and go to class first. We can talk after class."

Mu Qianxi retorted to Bai Snow without any hesitation: "I paid tuition to attend the class, not to be bullied."

Then she picked up her chair, pulled it next to Feng Qingying's desk, and sat next to Feng Qingying: "Teacher, you have class, I'll sit here first. After class, you have to come with me to check the surveillance."

"You are such a stubborn kid." The head teacher shook his head helplessly and had to go back to class.

Huang Yuan seemed dissatisfied with the result: "Your mess will affect our class!"

He implied that she should clean up the mess.

She doesn't!

Mu Qianxi opened Feng Qingying's physics textbook and reviewed the content to be taught later with Feng Qingying. She answered casually: "It's not me who caused this. What does it have to do with me? Besides, my seat is in the last row. Why don't you look at the blackboard or the teacher in class, but stare at my fallen desk?"

If she swallowed her anger and took the initiative to clean up this mess, she might be bullied even more in the future. Therefore, she would never give in until she found this person.

Huang Yuan couldn't win the argument with her, so he had to turn off the microphone no matter how angry he was.

"The desk has fallen over. It will only take a few minutes to put it back in place. There's no need to make such a fuss over a small matter." Bai Snow's calm voice came.

A trivial matter? The math notes she had worked so hard on for several months were torn up just like that. Is this a trivial matter? How could she not be angry when all her hard work was gone?

"I'm not embarrassed. Only people who do such immoral things should feel embarrassed." Mu Qianxi said, "It's not you who has had your hard work destroyed, so of course you don't care."

"That's right!" Feiyang and Xiangyang nodded in agreement.

"It's just a math notebook. If you don't know, you might think that what was torn off were Mao Zedong's portraits." Huang Yuan said sarcastically.

"Hey? You're right. How did you know that the one thousand yuan living expenses I put in my math notebook was missing?" Mu Qianxi simply went with the flow.

"Ah? The money is gone?" The head teacher was immediately upset when he heard that. "You're really stupid. The living expenses should be kept safe. Why put it in the notebook? I'm calling the director of the political education department now. You go check the surveillance."

Mu Qianxi was about to concentrate on the class: "???"

Didn’t you just say that we would go over together to check the surveillance footage after class?

She never expected that a word she said casually would have such a big effect, and now it actually made her skip class to watch it.

Damn, money is more important than her.

"What are you standing there for? Go!"

"Roger that!"