Look at each other, smile and warm [GL]

On the way back, Wu Niannian wiped away tears, "Why didn't you let me tell? It was the person in front who plagiarized."

"But we also plan to copy." Xu Jiao squinted at her, but Wu Niannian looked away guiltily, she was the only one.

"She copied it or not. The teacher will know when she corrects the paper. Now our mistake is not cheating, but intentional cheating." Xu Jiao sighed, it was an inexplicable misunderstanding, Xu Jiao was innocent, Song Qing was even more inexplicable, from the beginning to the end If you don't know how your answer went to someone else's, you will be a cheater.

"I'm extremely skeptical about the god of learning you're talking about right now. Maybe he's not very smart." Xu Jiao said with a smile, "How could someone be so stupid that they wrote the wrong answers on the answer sheet, yet someone else changed the answers?"

Wu Niannian turned around to look at her, then suddenly looked behind her, as if facing a formidable enemy, she quickly shook Xu Jiao's hand, signaling her not to speak.

Xu Jiao immediately turned her head and took a deep breath.

Song Qing looked at her with the self-criticism book, with cold eyes, almost disgusted, as if she was looking at who she was.

"No matter how smart I am, I can write it anyway. Some people can't copy it. You can cheat in exams, but can you cheat in life?" She smiled sarcastically, Xu Jiao was stunned, then squinted at her, and smiled , "Do you think everyone cares about your answer? You take yourself too seriously."

Wu Niannian was so frightened that her hands trembled, the surroundings fell silent, and everyone looked at the two of them.

Xu Jiao is 1.6 meters tall, top-notch among short people, and has a small frame. She doesn't seem to have any offensive power, and she usually speaks softly, but this time she made a stiff voice and stared at Song Qing directly.

Who is Song Qing? He has a good family background, good grades, a cold temperament, and he is a formidable person when he is ruthless. In school, strangers are not allowed to enter, not to mention the gangsters in the school who bully others. Song Qing had to walk around three miles. In junior high school, someone who was not afraid of death saw her as a girl with good grades, and thought she was a good girl. How could she think that she would be stuck in an alley by herself, beat five at a time, and would end up with no fear of evil? Medal of Commendation for Power.

Everyone watched the excitement, the poor student in class D provoked the top student in class A, big news.

Song Qing rolled her eyes, didn't want to say more, and didn't want to answer, so she turned her head and left.

Wu Niannian breathed a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death, Xu Jiao, you will be beaten like this."

Xu Jiao snorted, as if she didn't believe it or didn't care, Wu Niannian continued: "Didn't I tell you that anyone in the school can be messed with, Song Qing from class A, and Liu Yang from our class."

"Absolutely not to mess with."

"I didn't provoke them." Xu Jiao became impatient, "Did I provoke Song Qing?"

When Wu Niannian heard this, she felt guilty and tilted her head, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, but why are you arguing with others?"

Xu Jiao was angry, "I just can't bear her condescension, making everyone else look like a dog. In the morning, she was late and no one deducted points. I deducted four points. Are you happy?"

"Deduct points for being late?" Wu Niannian frowned, "Song Qing has already been recommended to Tsinghua University. The school said that as long as it is not a major problem, she will not be deducted points if she is late for a reason."

Xu Jiao was taken aback, "Is there another one like this?"

Wu Niannian said strangely: "You won't be angry just because of this?"

"Not entirely, I just don't like what she said."

"Hey." Wu Niannian sighed quietly, "It doesn't matter to us, Song Qing, who is recommended to send students, doesn't know if it will be affected by this."

Xu Jiao rested her chin and glanced at Song Qing over there, she didn't bother to care, the clearer cleared herself.

But this Song Qing is too stubborn, right?Don't give yourself an excuse, admit your own mistakes, and admit your own mistakes?

During the lunch break, Song Qing went to the cafeteria to eat, but Song Qing went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of iced coffee, filled himself with a bottle, and then squatted on the table for a while.

A few girls came in to buy snacks, and when they saw Song Qing sleeping there, they looked at each other. One of the girls bought a bottle of milk and put it quietly on Song Qing's desk. She woke up immediately, frowning and looking up.

The girl immediately stood up awkwardly, "Classmate Song."

Song Qing glanced at Milk, "Who are you?"

The girl lowered her head, blushed to the ears, and looked like she was about to cry, "I didn't mean to copy your answer, I was..."

Seeing her faltering, the girl next to her quickly poked her and signaled her to continue. The girl took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, Song, it's Wu Niannian and Xu Jiao who are behind me. They asked me to pick up your answer." Yes, I didn't mean to, I know I was wrong."

Song Qing leaned back and looked up at her slightly, "So you copied it?"

The girl continued to apologize: "I'm sorry."

Song Qing smiled suddenly, her red lips were fair, and she smiled with a bit of arrogant arrogance, which was pretty, "Then you go to the teacher and get the test paper back now."

The few people were stunned, Song Qing turned cold, stretched out her hand to sweep the milk lightly, and swept the milk to the ground, she walked up to the girl, lowered her head slightly, "You're pretty good at lying, they want you to pick up the answer and it's your turn to copy first? "

The girl opened her eyes wide and looked at her pretending to be innocent. Just as she was about to defend herself, Song Qing curled her lower lip sarcastically.

"nausea."

Song Qing passed by, and several people froze on the spot, "She...she just said...what?"

Song Qing was very annoyed. She wanted to sleep for a while, but was disturbed by a few flies. She went back to the teaching building with a disconcerted expression, and saw Xu Jiao downstairs drinking iced cola. Xu Jiao had a careless expression. The shape of the lungs.

"Today's vinegar steak is really good, our school lunch is good."

"You don't even look at how much a semester costs." Wu Niannian was so sad, "I will definitely be beaten when I go back. My parents know that I cheated and they will beat me to death."

"So, don't give up willingly while you still have time to spend, and you will die as soon as you go home."

Song Qing withdrew his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and went upstairs listlessly.

Afterwards, the exams went quite smoothly. Song Qing held on until he finished writing and handed in the papers ahead of time, and disappeared at the end of Wu Niannian's envious drooling expression.

After school in the afternoon, Xu Jiao ran fast, and Wu Niannian got into her car, watching her twist and turn and leave on the bicycle, very worried.

Wu Niannian and Xu Jiao are at the same table, but they have been at the same table for almost half a year, and the two have a very deep understanding. Wu Niannian has never met Xu Jiao's parents, and he doesn't know where her family is, how many people are there, and how the situation is. Knowing that she often asks for leave, she seems to be in poor health.

Xu Jiao finally gave up on cycling, got down and hurried away, ran to a milk tea shop, parked the car at the door, went in and said hello to the store manager.

The store manager glanced at her, "get out of class is over."

She smiled and nodded, "Well, I'll go home first and come to work later."

The store manager sighed, "Don't be late."

She nodded repeatedly, took her schoolbag and ran away, leaving the car alone.

Four or five streets away from the milk tea shop is a vocational school district. She pursed her lips and walked through the dirty stalls and trash cans on the side of the road. Finally, she saw the sign of 'Sancai Welfare Institute' at the end, and ran in quickly.

The child as old as her has long since disappeared, and has gone to the vocational school next door. She is very annoying here, and the dean doesn't like her. She came here two years ago, and she is so old. The welfare home eats and drinks.

Before many people paid attention to her, she hurried upstairs, vacated the contents of her schoolbag, and stuffed her work clothes into it.

The dean came over, leaned against the edge of the door, and looked at her up and down, as if looking at a piece of bacon, wondering if it was good enough.

"Xu Jiao, you're almost 17 this year."

Xu Jiao lowered her head, the lights were not turned on in the room, her expression was hidden in the darkness, she nodded.

The dean rolled his eyes, "Our 16-year-old children have all gone out to live on campus or take part-time jobs. You are so old, shouldn't you think about your future?"

"Dean, our school can only live in the senior year." Xu Jiao said holding back her emotions.

The dean laughed, "Senior year? Isn't it going to be eighteen?"

"Xu Jiao, people should know how to be grateful, and have kind thoughts in their hearts. You occupy a bed here. How can there be younger children coming in to live in the back? They are much more pitiful than you. You have hands and feet and are ten years old. It's six, and you still want to stay in the courtyard until you get married?"

Xu Jiao looked back at her, and she was startled by her dark eyes, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"I'm here, the government has subsidies, and now I eat in stores and schools, not yours."

"Other people's children also have subsidies, and the subsidies are for those who need it more."

"How do you know I don't need it?"

"Why do you need it? You are a girl. If you go out and walk around the vocational high street, you may be able to solve the life-long affairs. What do you expect? An orphan."

Xu Jiao opened her eyes wide, and the dean slapped the air, with a gloomy expression on her face, "People nowadays don't know how to be grateful at all, they just know how to extend their hands, making it look like someone owes her." After saying that, she left.

"... Paralyzed." Xu Jiao cursed in a low voice, stuffed her stuff and went down.

Passing through the gate of the vocational school again, a few boys with colorful hair stared at her wretchedly, and someone whistled, "Little sister, brother treats you to a barbecue."

Xu Jiao stopped, picked up a dirty stone and threw it over without hesitation, the man dodged quickly and almost hit it, but she was serious.

"Fuck, little sister, you are crazy."

Xu Jiao stared at him, "Aren't you going to die? Eat some pig brains to supplement calcium. You look like you're stunted."

A few people were taken aback, seeing Xu Jiaorou's weakness, she was quite capable of swearing.

Someone recognized Xu Jiao, and quickly pulled them back, "This is the lunatic woman from the orphanage, don't pay attention to her, just scold everyone, be careful she bites you, you will die if you fight."

The few people didn't want to make trouble, so they didn't care about her anymore.

Xu Jiao turned her head and continued walking forward with her bag.

She only knows that if she is bullied, she must bully her back, otherwise there will be a second time, any violence, including verbal violence.