An ugly girl starts off, then becomes a beauty

By the end of the month, Nie Ce, the rookie martial artist, no longer came to the school. Sang Ling continued to sit in the back row, maintaining a good relationship with the female student in front of her - even though they did not sit together in the school room, they went to Qingshan Temple together for lunch and nap, so they talked a lot.

This is different among the noble families. It is usually the boys who have bad roots, while the girls are much more refined as Gao Heng said. Therefore, the relationship is always harmonious.

The weather was gradually getting warmer, and the number of students in the hall had gradually increased. Several places that were empty earlier were now full of people. There were more people in the afternoon than in the morning, and among them there was a familiar face, the fifth son of the Cao family, Cao Xin, with whom he had an awkward relationship.

As soon as the playboy entered the school room, he looked around and naturally saw Sang Ling. She quickly avoided his sight, spread out the writing brush and ink on the desk, and began to practice calligraphy as usual. During a break, Cao Jia Wulang, perhaps because he was bored, turned his eyes to her again.

After half a month, the ones at the back had lost interest in her. But now with Cao Xin's move, the aborted marriage was inevitably brought up again.

"Your sow is here, why don't you go and say hello?"

Cao Xin punched him lightly, "You want a fight? Who wants her?"

Several young men laughed at him in private. Cao Xin came back to his senses and looked at Sang Ling again. He saw that she seemed not to have noticed him from beginning to end, which inevitably increased his attention.

This Sang family girl is thinner than last year. She can sit on a mat. But from the back, her shoulders are still round. Compared with other female students in the school, she is still fat. Thinking of the pustules on her face at that time... Cao Xin frowned, and couldn't help being curious, so he sat down in Nie Ce's seat.

"Sang family girl, don't you recognize me?"

Away from his mistress, Cao Wulang's tone became much more casual. Sang Ling's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and of course he did not respond.

This kind of person is like this. It's fine if they don't respond. No matter how hard you try, it's like hitting cotton. It's meaningless. But once they respond, the conflict will become deeper.

The atmosphere was tense for a moment, and everyone's eyes were on him. Cao Xin couldn't help but look around and coughed twice, "You look a lot thinner." He grinned and sneered, deliberately pretending to be a scoundrel, "Hey, how did you lose weight? I'll go back and try it on my fat slave."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the school room burst into laughter. They were all playful young men. Who could not know who the fat slave Cao Xin was talking about? Wasn't it just a maid or a catamite in his room? When these things were mentioned, the laughter of the young men was mixed with a bit of amusement.

Sang Ling couldn't help but close his eyes and take a deep breath, still pretending not to hear anything.

In this farce, there are the most direct executioners, and naturally there are also accomplices. Qian Shao couldn't help laughing, "Cao Wulang, you are not a very good husband. People don't even look at you."

Qian Shao was the first person in the gatehouse to call her "sow". Before Cao Xin came, he was also the one who criticized Sang Ling the most.

The disturbance, which had been gradually calming down, was immediately stirred up again. How could a young man of Cao Xin's age bear being humiliated in public? His expression changed, and when he was about to explode, he looked at Sang Ling's desk, smiled, and raised one leg to put it on it.

With his feet in full footwear placed in front of him, Sang Ling could only sit up straight.

"Hey, aren't you asleep? I praised you for losing weight, why didn't you reply? Is this how the Sang family teaches their daughters?"

It is human nature to watch the excitement, and more people gathered around. Perhaps seeing that more people were coming, Cao Xin was even more excited, so he simply put his other leg up, and with both feet, the learning case was immediately kicked away.

The scroll and the brush rolled to the ground, and the ink from the inkstone spilled onto the girl's goose yellow skirt, creating a shocking black stain.

A few low gasps were heard by my ears, and the laughter faded. Everyone seemed to be waiting for the fat girl's counterattack, and wanted to see what would happen next. It would probably end with the girl crying. After all, there were several dandy boys on the other side. Even if the Shen family girl was big and strong, and could easily defeat two of them, she wouldn't be able to defeat those boys.

But after a while, the teacher walked into the school room, and the students immediately dispersed. Cao Xin had to give up teasing for the time being - even though he was not afraid of the old man, he did not dare to be too ostentatious.

After all, he is the former Grand Tutor. Even if he cannot subdue these students, if they make things too ugly, they will come back and submit a letter of complaint to the palace, and these second-generation officials will be in trouble.

Sang Ling sat there in a daze for a while before she moved the desk back little by little. The solid wood was really heavy, so she pushed it twice with all her strength. Before she knew it, the side seam of her gown broke again. The gown was still one piece, and the satin was smooth, so she was afraid that if she wasn't careful again, the whole side would break.

She could only hold her waist, pull out the piece of cloth into a small ball, and tie it into a small knot with great effort - fortunately, she was not wearing a curved-hem robe today - she would sit in the study room almost the entire day, and it was really uncomfortable to wrap herself in tight clothes. It was even more uncomfortable because she had too much flesh and was prone to sweating. After a long time, there was a smell of sweat, so she often only chose the largest size clothes to go to school.

After solving the problem of clothes, he bent down to pick up the books and brushes scattered on the ground. One of the commonly used rabbit-hair brushes rolled right to Cao Xin's feet.

The girl glanced up and saw Cao Xin looking at her.

Although the squatting body was still a chubby lump, the Sang girl's face had changed a lot, especially when she raised her head, her chin appeared a little pointed, and her eyes were black and bright, just like the deer in the forest. Cao Xin couldn't help but stare at her, but the person in front of him immediately glared at him and was about to reach out for the brush.

He suddenly came back to his senses, and found it even more unbelievable - he was actually staring at the Sang family girl? The Sang family girl, the ugly daughter that everyone knew.

The doubt in his heart suddenly turned into anger, and he didn't even know who he was angry at. So he had to quickly step on the brush under Sang Ling's gaze, and deliberately rolled it slowly and hard.

It seemed that only by doing this could he cover up his abnormal behavior just now.

The ink on the tip of the pen left a long black line on the pine floor. Sang Ling was stunned by the sound of the pen rolling across the floor, then frowned and looked at the boy's face full of provocation... In an instant, the voice of the teacher lecturing reached her ears. When he was talking about "Shili", the old man's gentle voice was like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing the fire in her heart - she also knew that she would be a virgin next year, and she would only have one year to stay in the school to study.

In a year, there is actually very little that can be learned.

She couldn't focus on these things, otherwise when she returned to the Sang Mansion a year later, she would have nothing to show for herself and would be completely controlled by Ma again.

The girl's body trembled slightly, and finally, under Cao Wulang's smug gaze, she slowly withdrew her hand...

When it was time to get off school, she waited until everyone in the room had left before she got up.

Just as he was packing up his book bag, he heard hurried footsteps approaching the door. He thought it was Cao Xin and his men coming back again. Just as he was about to find a place to hide, the man had already walked to the door.

"Sang Ling, are you going to sit back tomorrow?"

There were beads of sweat on Ban Le's forehead.