The head teacher was listening to Teacher Ren's explanation of the situation with a serious look on his face. He happened to see Song Shengshi come in and quickly pulled him over to sit in front of him and asked what was going on.

"I'm not sure what happened, but it seems that my classmates have been grudges against me for a long time." Song Shengshi smiled at the class teacher, his eyes so calm that it was scary.

"No, I have to call your parents to communicate. Song Shengshi, you don't have to come to school tomorrow..." The head teacher looked at Song Shengshi with distress, took out his mobile phone and started dialing.

"No," Song Shengshi pressed the teacher's phone, "I will find a way to solve this matter myself, so I won't bother the teacher. There is something I need the teacher's help with. Please go listen to a few more classes of other teachers recently and help. Pay more attention, which teacher usually mentions me the most and cares about me the most? "

The head teacher tightened his hand on the phone and nodded.

In the afternoon of that day, Song Shengshi went to the city team to find the captain of the city team and proposed to borrow the city team's piano to record a video and return it a week later.

The captain of the city team looked at Song Shengshi strangely and asked, "Can't even "Galaxy" satisfy you?"

"Correct."

Song Shengshi nodded seriously, "The more expensive the better."

"It's not that the more expensive the better," the captain corrected enthusiastically, "If you want to say that the most expensive piano in our team is, it must be the "Poplar Soul". Although the piano is made from the heart of a century-old poplar tree, although it is expensive, the sound quality is excellent. The sound quality is not as good as that of ordinary mahogany wood. It was sold by a big boss who didn't know how to sell it as a gift to the performance team. There was no one to buy it, and the maintenance fee was expensive. It was really like inviting an ancestor back."

"I want the 'Soul of Baiyang'!" Song Shengshi's eyes lit up, and he blinked and looked out at the stars.

"Are you sure? You understand, that thing is 30,000 more expensive than your "Galaxy". If it is damaged, your family will not be able to afford it. People from the legal department will chase and beat them." The captain was surprised. Looked at Song Shengshi.

"I'm not kidding, I just want to borrow this piano." Song Shengshi confirmed again and again, and the captain gave him an application form, and then guided him to fill in the information and number inside. Finally, in the evening, Song Shengshi carried the 13w "Baiyang" "Soul", carrying the 9.8w "Galaxy" on his back and walked out of the city team.

Then I took a leave of absence from the dancing studio, went home and took a normal Korean class before going to bed.

After three days like this, the head teacher and other teachers did not mention this matter according to the agreement with Song Shengshi. Everyone seemed to be selectively blind, ignoring the words on the cabinet and Song Shengshi.

On the fourth day, perhaps the teacher's continued cold treatment seemed like a silent encouragement, making them feel that there was nothing wrong with doing so, so an even more violent wave of bullying hit Song Shengshi.

Almost every time he left his seat and came back, Song Shengshi's desk would be messed up.

Song Shengshi simply didn't bring any books back. He read the music scores in class, and then started tearing them apart.

Later, Song Shengshi no longer brought her music scores, but carried an empty schoolbag filled with sunscreen, pretending to come to school normally and attend classes, and the form of bullying turned into all kinds of dirty words on the table.

Every time this happens, Song Shengshi goes downstairs to take surveillance videos without saying a word, and the security guard in the surveillance room has become more fond of smoking recently.

Until the last day of that week, Song Shengshi "accidentally" left the key to the cabinet on his seat and went out.

As soon as Song Shengshi disappeared at the end of the corridor, the more aggressive "boy with hairy legs" in the class immediately stood up from his seat, found the key to the cabinet from the drawer, and immediately called his friends to gather over.

I opened the cabinet and found that there was only a piano inside.

"The Hairy Leg Man" made a disappointed sound and said with a disgusting smile: "Why are there no women's clothes? Let's buy stockings for him to wear next time~"

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Song Shengshi stood in the monitoring room, watching everything that happened in the class with a cold eye. When he heard the malicious and disgusting ridicule inside, his hands did not shake, and he kept recording the video. It is worth mentioning that this time, the security guard even forgot the sound. Closed.

"Cough, cough, cough," a cough came from outside, "Kid, this is the last time, I feel like my lungs are almost gone this week."

On the screen, someone raised the "Soul of Poplar" and smashed it to the ground. With a bang, this ancestral piano became fragments under their feet.

A faint smile appeared on Song Shengshi's lips, and a pleasant voice came from his nose: "Well, this is the last time, next time..."

"I'll take care of my stuff."

"I see how you study abroad, Qin will be crushed by you, hahaha!" When Song Shengshi returned to the class, the hairy-legged man was stepping on the debris to vent, and all kinds of dirty words were unbearable.

"I can certainly stay in school, but you should still take care of yourself." Song Shengshi interrupted the hairy-legged man's venting.

"Haha, what can you do?" The hairy-legged man smiled with a lewd look on his face and continued to talk shamelessly, "Why don't you wear women's clothes and dance for me. If I am happy, I will ask my father to buy you a new piano."

"Oh?" Song Shengshi pretended to be distressed, "But my piano is very expensive."

"How expensive can it be? Ten thousand at most. I can buy it for you with my pocket money." The hairy-legged man dismissed it.

"Tell me, do you want to wear black silk or white silk? I will buy it for you. After wearing it, I will teach you how to be a real man."

Song Shengshi suddenly realized that it was this man who accused him of seducing people on the cabinet door. He was talking about sex, and he looked like he was obviously attracted to him but he was stubborn.

Song Shengshi suddenly felt a little disgusted and boring, so he didn't want to continue the performance. He put away the expression on his face and said, "This piano costs 130,000 yuan." Then he turned and left.

"Are you farting? A piano costs 13 yuan?" The hairy-legged man said, "Stop joking." He started laughing again, "A poor guy like you who only wears one kind of shoes all year round can afford yuan." Dear Qin, you have to draft your lies."

"?" Song Shengshi was confused. Although the shoes he wore were cheap, they were the most comfortable shoes he had ever worn and the most suitable for practicing dancing. They were not uncomfortable at all and he bought three pairs in one go and wore them in rotation. Why did he become a poor man?

Unable to bear it, Song Shengshi turned around and said the most hurtful words in the calmest language: "You are so disgusting, with black and white silk hanging from your mouth. You must be a dissatisfied monkey." Then he turned around and walked out directly.

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