Chapter 9

After Song Nanqiao returned to the dormitory, he received Wen Wenyao's friend request, and Wen Wenyao added his WeChat.

After clicking the agreement, Wen Wenyao immediately sent a message to Song Nanqiao.

"Be sure to take a hot bath at night, have a good rest, and take some cold medicine if you can." Wen Wenyao sat on the sofa and sent a message to Song Nanqiao.

Hearing this, Song Nanqiao only remembered that when it was raining this afternoon, she wore very thin clothes, and ran around on a bicycle. In the end, she went to the hospital with Wen Wenyao on her back in the light rain. Almost forgot.

But there is really no cold medicine, so can only take a hot bath and make do with it.

"Okay, thank you for your concern."

Out of courtesy, Song Nanqiao replied.

"Well, rest early, and have a good dream at night."

Wen Wenyao couldn't wait to send the next message. She actually wanted to say a few more words to Song Nanqiao, but considering that the other party was going to sleep, let's stop there for today.

"Sister, who are you messaging? I saw you smiling."

"A friend." Wen Wenyao turned off her phone. She had just taken a shower when the rain ran down her hair and onto her collarbone.

"Really just friends?"

The more Wen Jiayao looked, the more she felt that she was chatting with her partner. She had been watching her for a long time, but her sister didn't notice her at all. Sent a message.

"real."

Wen Wenyao nodded her sister's head, it was getting late, and she should have rested earlier.

Today is a rare joy.

"Ow, well, if you have a boyfriend, be sure to tell me."

Wen Jiayao lowered his head in despair, and the gossip never stopped.

"In a few years, there should be no boyfriends. Compared with these, you should hurry up and read more books."

Touching her sister's head, Wen Jiayao is not too young now. She is almost in high school, so she should focus on her studies.

"Know it."

Dodging Wen Wenyao's hand, Wen Jiayao trotted back to the room. She is really an unkind sister. She had heard in the junior high school that many people liked his sister. Beside Wen Wenyao, Wen Jiayao didn't even see the shadow of a boy.

Could it be that her sister likes girls? !

An idea popped out of Wen Jiayao's mind. If it is not close to men, it is close to women.

But soon, she got sleepy and stopped thinking about it.

On Song Nanqiao's side, he took a shower and was ready to sleep.

"Host, you didn't realize that they don't speak ill of you anymore."

The system refers to the people in the same dormitory. At the beginning, people in the whole dormitory didn't like to see Song Nanqiao very much. When Song Nanqiao was not around, they tried their best to speak ill of each other.

Now don't say bad things anymore, but still left Song Nanqiao in the cold, and went out to eat in one bedroom, but didn't tell Song Nanqiao.

"That's because they think I'm unfamiliar. Many of my actions make them unfamiliar, and they are even a little afraid of me now."

Lying in the bed, Song Nanqiao closed the mosquito net. Soon she didn't care about being left out, and she didn't feel lonely. Powerful people were always excluded. She could feel this very strongly when she was in the workplace. .

Everyone is forced to quit directly against you because of your ability, but they will secretly join other people and face you coldly.

the next day

He still got up early, and only Song Nanqiao went to the morning class alone. Now Song Nanqiao is completely different from the original.

When the teacher passed by class F, he was no longer surprised to see Song Nanqiao. Now many teachers have heard the name Song Nanqiao. I heard that her path is probably: there is a student in class F who admires Wen Wenyao, because he wants to enter class A and pursue his true love, he studies hard, and now his grades are very ideal.

But Song Nanqiao disagreed with this statement at all.

It must be Yu Dongmei...

And now class F is not so presumptuous towards Song Nanqiao. After Dong brother was beaten last time, few people went to trouble Song Nanqiao again. In addition, the current Song Nanqiao is a treasure in the eyes of the class teacher, even bad words. Say less.

"Hey." The Chinese book is really ugly. Song Nanqiao flipped through it and was able to write it down by dictation. She was not interested in Chinese at all.

"Don't sigh, seize the opportunity to study, you still have a bet with Qin Ruixi."

After listening to the system talk about this matter, Song Nanqiao remembered it again. She took Yu Dongmei's information and looked at the grade table of class A. The first was Wen Wenyao, and then Qin Ruixi was only in the middle of class A, about 650. look.

"It turns out that this kid is not a ruthless character, I really dare to gamble."

Song Nanqiao opened the book, 650 is nothing, as long as she plays normally, 680 is more than enough.

During this time, Song Nanqiao also went to the school bookstore to buy some test papers, which was really not difficult.

"That's because the grades of class F are so bad that they are not offline. The original grades may not have triple digits."

Probably no one would believe that their 650 grades would lose to a trash who just passed three figures.

The time for two classes in the morning passed quickly.

Members of the student council will come to check during the big break.

"The student union is here to check, so put on your school uniform." The monitor of class F shouted weakly. Actually, for class F, shouting is useless. Most of the people have thrown away their school uniforms.

But Song Nanqiao is an exception. In order not to cause trouble for herself, she wears her school uniform well every day.

But unfortunately, the person who checked today was Qin Ruixi.

Qin Ruixi walked in the middle of a pair of people, wearing an armband on his mobile phone, he walked to the door of class F aggressively, and then looked in Song Nanqiao's direction at first glance.

He didn't even look at the other students who didn't wear school uniforms.

Obviously, he came here today to avenge his personal revenge.

"Host, do you want to go to the toilet to hide, I always feel that he will be detrimental to you."

Seeing the vicious expression on Qin Ruixi's face, the system began to worry for Song Nanqiao.

"My school uniform is well dressed and my face is clean. How could he catch me?"

Song Nanqiao put down the pen in his hand and waited for Qin Ruixi there.

Qin Ruixi thought that Song Nanqiao must not be wearing a school uniform, so he came here on purpose to find fault, but when he saw Song Nanqiao's dress code, he suddenly couldn't open his mouth. an excuse.

"Classmate, your hair is not enough, and your bangs are over your eyebrows. Please register your class name."

Song Nanqiao: ? ? ?

She doesn't have any bangs at all, just a few hairs at most, this kid is just talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"Which eye do you see that I have bangs?"

"I don't care about that. After I see hair over my eyebrows, I have to register it, even if it's one or two."

Qin Ruixi didn't care about this, he sneered, he came here on purpose to trouble Song Nanqiao today, and he wasn't afraid of being reported. Some people from Class F reported to Class A, and there would be no teachers to accept them.

The other student council members next to him were also stunned, including Wen Wenyao's deskmate. Qin Ruixi is really going too far. This is obviously abusing his power. If Wen Wenyao finds out, he will be dismissed directly.

When Wen Wenyao held a meeting last time, he said very seriously that student cadres are not allowed to abuse their power privately, and those who violate the law will be punished and dismissed.

Wen Wenyao has always been a man of his own, and his discipline requirements are very strict. It's not that Qin Ruixi doesn't know why he would do such an extreme thing today.

"Remember, I will report you."

She is not afraid, at most she is criticized.

High school student cadres have no real power in the real sense. Once reported, they will easily step down. Besides, Song Nanqiao's hair is really fine. It was checked every day last Sunday, and no one has registered Song Nanqiao.

"Very good, classmate Song, remember to pay 20 yuan to the head teacher."

Qin Ruixi curled the corners of his lips and smiled smugly. It seems that Song Nanqiao is very good at handling it. Once he has it, there will be a second time. From now on, he will have to check Class F every day. go down.

"The rest of class F who don't wear school uniforms should also be recorded. There can't be a single fish that slips through the net."

After saying this, Qin Ruixi was in a good mood. He did not spare the other class F students because he deducted Song Nanqiao's points, but continued to deduct points even more arrogantly.

After the deduction, Qin Ruixi took the others away.

Before leaving, Wen Wenyao's deskmate glanced at Song Nanqiao and whispered, "Would you like to tell Chairman Wen..."

"Cut, do you really think you are a high-ranking official??"

"Looking at how sloppy he is, I want to hit him."

"Do you really think we dare not play Class A?"

After the student council left, class F rioted, not because Song Nanqiao was wronged, but because they saw that kind of ridicule and playfulness in Qin Ruixi's eyes, and felt like they were pinching them like soft persimmons.

Points are deducted if they are deducted, but Qin Ruixi's excessive official pretensions made them very unhappy.

Some people have been unhappy with him for a long time. If there is another time, Qin Ruixi really can't guarantee that he can walk out of class F in good condition.

"This Qin Ruixi is Wen Wenyao's licking dog. It was because of Wen Wenyao that he joined the student union. After two years of licking, he felt lonely."

Someone told the truth that Qin Ruixi joined the student union just to get in touch with Wen Wenyao. He used countless work excuses to make private appointments with Wen Wenyao, but they were all rejected.

Wen Wenyao didn't catch up after two years in the student union, but he became a petty official.

When the people in class F were talking about the enthusiasm, Song Nanqiao fell into silence.

"What's wrong with you, are you angry?" the system asked cautiously.

That guy just went too far, the system was feeling sorry for Song Nanqiao, and a good child was wronged like this.

"No, I'm distressed for my 20 yuan. I can't have lunch today."

Song Nanqiao lowered her head and buried her face in the desk in dejection. If she was only criticized by the head teacher once, she didn't have such a big reaction. She deducted 20 yuan all at once, which really made Song Nanqiao feel distressed.

So for her now, 20 yuan is her daily living expenses, and every dollar is earned by her hard work.

"I'll make this kid pay the price." Song Nanqiao squeezed his teacup tightly and said through gritted teeth, "You can scold me, but you can't take my money."

Now Song Nanqiao's whole person's grievances have become very serious. A penny is money, and a penny will make her feel bad.

In the past, she could ignore the farce of these children, but now, she must ask this kid to know and take away the price of her 20 yuan.