Yama

The day after Yan Cheng's birthday happened to be two full months before the college entrance examination.When Ji Qiao walked up to the sixth floor where the third grade was located, she silently stood in front of the countdown board and looked at it for a while, as if in a daze, before returning to the classroom for a while.

The first class was the old bald man's class. As soon as he came in, he found that the seat next to Ji Qiao was empty, so he said angrily, "Where's Yan Cheng?"

Wu Zixu hurriedly said, "Teacher, student Yan Cheng is not feeling well today, so he probably needs to ask for leave."

Physical discomfort?This is strange.

Of course, the old bald man can't be blamed, not only can't he can't but express his concern, but since Yan Cheng's math performance has obviously improved, he is no longer so annoying in Mr. Zhu's impression.

"Well, the more you get to this kind of time, the more you have to pay attention. You should all understand that only good health can lead to good grades. Then come to the office to find me at the same table when get out of class is over, and bring him my papers from today's class. "

At the end of the two math classes, the old bald man still felt that he didn't have enough time, so he dragged on for 5 minutes to finish the analysis of the topic.Ji Qiao followed him to the office to get the papers, but on the way out she realized that something was wrong.

Although Ji Qiao, who has the reputation of being a tough academic master, is no longer as insignificant as when he first came to the attached high school, but at most others just look at him a few more times, how could they be so intent on talking and whispering to each other like now.Even if Ji Qiao doesn't care about the surrounding environment anymore, she can't completely ignore such attention.

He frowned, and returned to the classroom with straight eyes.

When he left, the people in class (1) were still very normal. When he entered again after only 5 minutes had passed, the eyes of many people had completely changed, just like the students outside.

Ji Qiao sat down silently, folded the test paper she got, and put it in Yan Cheng's desk.

Suddenly, I vaguely heard such a discussion from the side: "

... just kidding, I think it's fake..."

"No wonder the two usually walk so close..."

"...Yan Wang must be playing for fun..."

"...Do you think his good grades are also because of this?"

"...It's kind of disgusting, gay or something..."

With a sound of "stab", he accidentally tore a hole in the physics book that Ji Qiao had just opened. He lowered his head to look, and carefully smoothed it out with his hand.

gay...

Wu Zixu was standing in the corner of the classroom with an inexplicable expression on his face. At this moment, Hong Hao hurried in from the outside, his face darkened, and he whispered a few words to Wu Zixu, and then cast strange glances at Ji Qiao together. , Wu Zixu ran out with Hong Hao.

After ringing the bell twice in the third class, the classroom was still noisy.Originally, there seemed to be not many students talking about this topic, but they couldn’t hold back the information they got from the outside, and then spread it to hundreds of thousands, and within a few minutes, Ji Qiao’s surroundings were almost sieved by the sight of the shooting .

Ji Qiao still kept her head down and didn't say a word until the monitor of class (1) came over and said to him, "The head teacher asked you to come over."

The class suddenly became very quiet, and a needle could be heard, Ji Qiao paused, slowly stood up, and walked out expressionlessly amidst dozens of gazes with various emotions.

His footsteps were the same as usual, his expression was the same as usual, and when he pushed open the door of the teacher's office, it was also the same as usual.

Except for the teachers of a few main subjects, most of the teachers in the third year of high school were there. When they saw Ji Qiao, they also had different expressions, but no one spoke. When they looked at Mrs. Wu again, their expressions were tense, their brows were wrinkled, and their fingers were frowning. Fidgeting back and forth on the mouse, when meeting Ji Qiao's eyes, Ji Qiao clearly saw a flash of anger in it, followed by heartache.

The old lady tried her best to suppress her temper, and asked as calmly as possible, "Do you know what I asked you to do?"

Ji Qiao blinked, then shook her head.

The old lady seemed dissatisfied with his indifferent attitude, and suddenly threw the mouse in front of him, "Look for yourself!"

Ji Qiao looked at the computer screen, which opened the official BBS of the High School Affiliated to U University.Because the attached middle school has a good reputation abroad and good grades, many decisions have a role as a weathervane for the education industry in U City. Not only the students of this school pay attention, but even students from other schools often go to their forums to inquire about news, just like the previous one. The "first ruthless" test paper is asked by senior high school students from other schools every day, hoping it can be used as a reference.It's also like a few influential figures in the attached middle school, the school belle and school girl, who have long been known by other schools.Therefore, if there is an explosive gossip posted on it, the efficiency of its dissemination can be seen.

The old lady showed Ji Qiao that the post had been deleted, and she could only find the historical record from the background management page. The posting time was 500:[-] in the morning, which happened to be the beginning of the morning self-study, and it took a total of two hours. It was not until the end of the second class that the school found out and hurriedly cleaned it up, but these two classes were enough for students entering the library and students with computer cards to see clearly.And the replies on the side are as high as more than [-] posts, and the click rate is tens of thousands.

There is no Chinese in the title of the post, only six exclamation marks, and after opening, there is only one photo. The background of the photo is very dark, but there is a faint light coming from a distance, so the two people inside, and their faces, can be seen. It is clearly reflected.

One is Qi Fen facing the camera, the other is San Fen's profile, both of them are boys, and the Qi Fen is kissed by the boy on the side of San Fen, his eyelashes are slightly narrowed, and his face is expressionless Clear, but certainly not painful or forced, while the boy with his back to the camera showed absolute strength, with five fingers spread out and clasping the back of the other's head, kissing passionately and selflessly.

Needless to say, it was Ji Qiao who showed most of her face, and Yan Cheng who showed half of her face.

Seeing this, Ji Qiao's eyes flashed, but she quickly calmed down again, and then she was stunned.

Seeing that Ji Qiao didn't speak, Mrs. Wu asked again, and the teachers on both sides also listened quietly with their ears up.

Ji Qiao shook her head, her voice was weak, "I don't know..."

Granny Wu raised her tone, "I don't know? Is it because I don't know how it was photographed or what happened?"

Ji Qiao said, "I don't even know..."

The old lady didn't seem to expect such an answer, and then felt that he was denying it.

"Ji Qiao..." The old lady sighed, dragged a chair from one side, motioned for Ji Qiao to sit down, and then said softly, "You are still young, sometimes you get confused about things because of curiosity or other reasons. Your boundaries are irrelevant, you need the right guidance, don't worry, the school and I will help you, okay?"

Ji Qiao looked dazed, "I really don't know, maybe I have a little impression, but I can't remember clearly."

Mrs. Wu stared closely at Ji Qiao's eyes, only to see that her expression was very confused, shocked, frightened, unbelievable, and of course, flustered, but it wasn't the kind of panic that tried to hide something hidden in her heart, but I don't know what to do.

Mrs. Wu felt that Ji Qiao should not have lied, so she asked, "What impression?"

Ji Qiao glanced at the photo, and immediately turned away, as if she was very repulsive, and then thought hard, "I remember this dress, I wore it at Christmas last year."

"What happened that day?"

Ji Qiao frowned, "I asked for leave, and then I had dinner with a lot of people at night, we seemed... all drunk."

"So, is it because you were drunk?"

Ji Qiao nodded, then shook her head, "I don't know, I can't remember."

"You and Yan Cheng...how do you get along with each other?" The old lady's expression obviously relaxed, and she continued to ask in as gentle a way as possible.

"Get along with other classmates." Ji Qiao paused again, "Probably be friends."

Old Madam Wu also knew that Ji Qiao had a withdrawn personality, and the only people who got closer were Yan Cheng and his group, and she and Yan Cheng were considered particularly good friends.

Ji Qiao looked at Mrs. Wu and said, "I got along with him because of the physics competition, because we wanted to get good grades, so we usually do the questions together, and occasionally have dinner together. At that time, Yang Xiao was there too. "Speaking of this, the old lady has a sense of substitution. During that time, when she assigned tasks to accept the results, she often repeatedly reminded them to help each other and increase interaction.

"He takes good care of you?"

Ji Qiao hesitated for a moment before saying, "Because he and his whole family pity me, and his grandmother is also very kind to me." The tone of this sentence was a bit cold, showing the sensitivity of young people at this stage.

Having said all this, the old lady naturally wanted to persuade, "You can't think like this, it's not pity, it's just a kind of friendly care." She knew that Ji Qiao had no parents by her side, only a guardian, who was away all year round In China, if even Grandma Yan Cheng knew this kind of relationship, it shouldn't have developed so outrageously.

Ji Qiao pursed her lips and remained silent. The old lady persuaded her a few more words before returning to the photo, "So, are you sure you didn't have any more... special contact besides that night?"

Ji Qiao became a little anxious, and anger even flashed in her eyes, "Yan Cheng has a girlfriend, everyone knows."

The old lady nodded, thinking that something like this was happening, her expression changed from unspeakably solemn to unhappy, "Then who do you think took this photo?"

Ji Qiao shook her head, "Wu Zixu and the others? Or Hong Hao?"

The old lady was helpless, "Will they post it on the Internet even if they filmed it as a prank?"

Ji Qiao wondered: "Who could that be? Was it on purpose?"

After sorting out her thoughts, the old lady Wu said, "The school will investigate this matter thoroughly, and we will also talk to Yan Cheng and other people. Take it easy and stabilize your mentality. If... you have any difficulties , you can come to me at any time, remember, everything is learning first."

After speaking, she asked Ji Qiao to leave first.

Then he called Yan Zhai, and it was Grandma Yan who answered the phone.

Mrs. Wu first briefly asked about Yan Cheng's condition, and after learning that he was unwell, she decided to tell the other party about the current situation after thinking for a while.

Grandma Yan was silent for a long time before she replied, "I'll be there in a while."

Mrs. Wu hung up the phone, unable to hide the distress on her face.

After a long while of silence in the office, a teacher finally said, "Why do I think this is not that serious?"

After a while, someone echoed, "Yeah, let's make a joke among the classmates, you don't know how exaggerated the kids are now. Last year, two boys in our class danced the hula during the Children's Day. Those buttocks were twisted. "

"I know about this, so the person who posted the photo should be held accountable."

Naturally, there was an intention to defend Yan Cheng, and there were also conclusions drawn from Ji Qiao's performance just now.You know, under normal circumstances, if a person wants to quibble, most of them will deny it immediately after seeing the facts, such as "this is not me", "I didn't do it"!

But Ji Qiao didn't, he didn't say from the beginning to the end that the photo was fake, or that someone deliberately framed it, he just thought about it and said that he didn't remember it, even after Mrs. Wu hinted whether he had offended his classmates In such a situation, he immediately guessed whether it was Yan Cheng's friend who was playing a joke, and with Ji Qiao's eyes, he was a high school student, no matter how deceptive his expression was, his eyes would always betray his true emotions without knowing it.But the look in Ji Qiao's eyes just now told them that he hadn't thought about what happened, the photo was just an accident.

As a result, the teachers seemed to agree with this view, and turned their targets to the black hand behind it.

After hearing this, Mr. Wu became thoughtful.