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Chapter 12
During the flag-raising ceremony on Monday morning, Xue Manqing was the flag-raiser.
Wearing a white military uniform, kicking forward, with the national anthem sounded, the national flag was raised vigorously, the military salute was correct, and the whole body was full of youthful sati.
It is difficult to relate the embarrassed girl who was smashed into soup by Jirang in the cafeteria that day.
The principal of Sea City No. 1 Middle School is of military background. Every flag-raising ceremony of the school is very formal. The national flag class is also selected by students with good grades and good looks.
As the national anthem was played, there were students whispering underneath.
"No, when I see Xue Manqing now, I think of her being splashed with vegetable soup by Jirang."
"Isn't there a vegetable soup? Isn't it just the time of the oil?"
"That's a slap in the face, how many people watch it, it's worse than being rejected face-to-face!"
"What kind of poison is the goddess? The number one next to her is much better than Jirang! Why do you have to hang on Jirang. In addition to being handsome, his grades are bad, his temper is bad, he is so fierce, and we are together in the future. You will definitely be domesticated!"
"Fuck you, an ignorant boy, do you know how rich the Jirang family is? His dad almost monopolizes the entire Sea City electronic information industry, and it can't be compared to the first in ten grades!"
"Didn’t his dad get on the financial news because of his cooperation with Apple last year? The amusement park under construction in the city center was also made by his dad and Xue Manqing’s Fuyong Group. Hey, he reached out to the real estate industry. ."
"Wow, don't they want to get married in the future?"
"With your mother's marriage, have you watched too many family ethics dramas?"
Yue Li, who sang the national anthem and listened with her ears upright: "..."
Are you high school students or puppies from Gossip Weekly?
The flag-raising ceremony ended with the morning meeting. After the dean had finished speaking, he began to routinely announce the list of students who had fought, stayed up at night, and violated school rules last week.
You can hear Jirang's name appear in it every week.
Standing lazily at the end of the class, the boss who didn't even wear school uniforms glanced at the position of the second class, suddenly feeling a little lucky.
Fortunately, she couldn't hear it.
As a result, not only was he missing from the list of violations, but the dean also changed his mind: "Here, I would like to commend the Jirang students from the 29th grade of Senior High School for coming forward when the students encounter difficulties and supervising the students to complete their homework. Jirang’s spirit of helping others and changing behaviors is worth learning from all students!"
Jirang: "?"
There was thunderous applause from below.
Qu Da Zhuang laughed and leaned forward and backward.
Niubi is still let brother Niubi.
Everyone has nothing but to be ravaged. The big guys are not only praised, they also get credits.
Jirang kicked over.
Qu Da Zhuang gritted his teeth with pain, and hurriedly covered his mouth. Seeing that the boss became angry, the eyes of all around him hurriedly retracted. Even if praised, the boss is still the boss who beats people violently anytime and anywhere.
Can't afford it!
After the morning meeting, the students rushed back to the classroom for class.
Before the teacher came, Yue Li quickly took out the phone and shared with Qi Ying the gossip he heard during the flag raising ceremony.
Qi Ying glanced at her helplessly, and wrote in the draft: Lili, didn't you say that you want to spend all the energy of gossip on studying?
Yue Li stuck her tongue out, put her phone back in, and wrote in the notebook: Gossip is a recipe for learning! Scientific research shows that proper relaxation is more helpful for concentration.
Qi Ying:...
She wrote by herself: Do you think the boss will really marry Xue Manqing? Suddenly I feel that it is not good to be rich, too unfree.
The Chinese teacher walked in and interrupted the paper gossip.
Although Yue Li's grades were not very good, she was very serious in every class and took out her textbooks and started listening to the class.
Qi Ying looked at the classical Chinese text in the book and said silently: He won't.
If the general doesn't like it, even his majesty's marriage will be rejected. Not to mention the present.
I just don't know, this time, will I also become the person he doesn't like.
But then think about it, does the general like himself?
He rescued her from the bandit's den, took her back to General's Residence, and gave her a new identity and life. But until he died, she never heard a word of liking from him.
She gave her whole heart, and she didn't know whether it was compassion or love.
Then her current wishful contact, will it just trouble him?
Qi Ying began to feel a little confused.
The whole morning passed so hauntingly, and didn't even make class notes. Yue Li found that her condition was not right, and she didn't know why, the only way she could think of was to take Qi Ying to eat some food.
The math teacher dragged the class in the last class. Don't think about the sweet and sour pork ribs. The two of them went to the restaurant outside the school to eat.
Yue Li's generous treats: order whatever! What do you want to eat!
Qi Ying's lingering, casually pointed to a noodle shop.
The decoration of the store is average, but there are many people coming in and out, and the taste should be good. Yue Li led Qi Ying in happily, and stood for a few minutes after placing the order before finally waiting for two vacancies.
First served two appetizing pickles, Yue Li just tasted two, and sat down in the empty place opposite.
Yue Li almost bit her tongue.
Shen Yue greeted them with a smile: "How are the two little students."
"Shen... hello, Teacher Shen." She stammered, feeling her cheeks start to get hot again, and quickly lowered her head.
Shen Yue asked: "Why didn't you eat in the cafeteria?"
"Too...too crowded..."
She felt that her embarrassment must have been seen by Shen Yue. She was really nervous and shy, and she lowered her head to hide her pickles.
Shen Yue suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Yue Li was frightened, and she was so red that she heard Shen Yue say: "Little classmate, don't eat this."
Yue Li didn't dare to look up: "I would like to eat this without the teacher!"
Shen Yue looked stunned and hesitated and said: "This...I don't know who left it. In case the other party has any infectious disease, you are still growing and prone to infection, it is better to get rid of this habit... …"
It does not make sense?
Yue Li looked up.
I found that what I was holding was the bottom of the bowl that others had eaten.
Yue Li:..................
There was only one person lingering when I left school, and both of them lingering when I returned. Yue Li wanted to cry as she walked away, feeling that she had never been so embarrassed ever since she urinated her pants in front of the little boy she had a crush on when she was in kindergarten.
The more thought about it, the more sad it became, pulling Qi Ying to the small flower bed behind the library and starting to cry.
Qi Ying had been immersed in her dazed little world just now, not knowing what happened. Seeing Yue Li burst into tears, he quickly retracted his mind and hurriedly comforted her.
But she cried more and more intensely, tears and nose muddy, Qi Ying did not bring a tissue, and made a gesture and ran in the direction of the canteen.
Fortunately, all the change found for eating noodles was kept with her. When bought two packs of tissues and rushed back, saw two familiar figures on Sancha Road.
Xue Manqing and Jirang.
She could not hear, did not know what the two were talking about, but could clearly see the tears on Xue Manqing's face.
Does the general make girls cry?
Qi Ying hesitated to change his way, but Jirang looked up and saw her with an impatient look.
His face changed.
Qi Ying turned around and ran without thinking about it.
Jirang pushed Xue Manqing away in front of him, followed by two steps, and roared, "Qi Ying!"
She ran faster and faster, and soon disappeared.
Behind him, Xue Manqing finally couldn't bear it: "Do you really like her? Do you like that disabled person?!"
Jirang turned around abruptly, his eyes were like ice skates, and he shaved off a layer of skin when he looked at people: "Don't fucking let Lao Tzu hear those three words."
He walked away.
Xue Manqing cried unwillingly behind him: "Even if you like it, Uncle Ji will not accept her! The Ji family cannot accept her!"
Jirang seemed to hear a big joke. He didn't even want to post it. He just glanced at her sarcastically: "What is Ji Weiyan?" He chuckled, "What is the Ji family?" "
Xue Manqing was frightened and gritted his teeth by the gloomy hostility in the boy's eyes.
She suddenly regretted provoke Jirang.
Except for a layer of skin on the surface, this person is full of fangs. He is simply willing to fall into the hopeless, and will tear everyone around him into the abyss.
Like he didn't end well.
If he likes it, there won't be any.
...
In the last class in the afternoon, Jirang, who had been sleeping on his seat, kicked the chair in front of Qu Da Zhuang and asked coldly, "Which class is Yu Zhuo in?"
Qu Da Zhuang looked blank: "Who is Yu Zhuo?"
Jirang's expression was so heavy that he wanted to kill someone. Liu Haiyang quickly said, "The cousin of a special classmate, Grade Seven." He asked cautiously, "Brother, did that kid cause trouble again? He was fucked after school?"
Jirang said coldly: "You find a reason to stop him for half an hour after school, don't let him out of the classroom."
Several people couldn't figure it out, but the boss was irritable and didn't dare to ask more, so he answered.
Before the get out of class was over, the few poor students in the back row walked out with a grin. The teacher was used to this situation, and it was useless to want to get angry. Only oneself was angry, so he simply ignored it.
Qu Da Zhuang led the men and soldiers into two groups, blocking the front and back doors of the seventh class of Grade One.
As soon as the bell rang after class, Qu Da Zhuang walked in directly after the teacher left the classroom.
Yu Zhuo was still packing his schoolbags and chatting casually with the same table.
The class committee in front asked loudly: "Which class do you do?"
When Yu Zhuo heard the sound and looked up, he immediately recognized these familiar faces.
The comer is not good!
He tightened his muscles, threw his schoolbag to the ground, stood up, and said in a deep voice to the surrounding classmates: "You all go out."
Qu Da Zhuang smiled: "My kid, we are not here to fight with you."
It's fine if Yu Zhuo doesn't cause trouble. Do you still expect him to be afraid of trouble? He picked up a chair very arrogantly: "Then what do you want to do with your father? Have tea and talk?"
Qu Da Zhuang burst into flames instantly: "Don't be arrogant, don't you kid, really if we dare not beat you?"
"Come on, who is afraid of whom?" Yu Zhuo shouted, "I have insurance!"
Qu Da Zhuang: "?"
What the fuck is this mentally retarded.