"Quick, sports committee member, send Wei Ying to the school infirmary!"

Ma Yongmei thought what kind of pain the child had, but he was so painful that he bit his arm so that he could not let out his mouth.

Song Yuqing, a sports commissioner, is a sturdy boy of about eighteen meters. He is always enthusiastic in the class. With his sturdy physique, he has the responsibility to go to the infirmary for any illness in the class.

During the dictation, the whole class turned around to see.

Realizing that she was "wrong", Wei Ying spit out immediately, for fear of appearing out of place, pretending that she was a normal person, and sat upright with her face in her place.

Tang Yu retracted his arm, glanced at the almost blood-stained red mark on his arm, for fear of being seen, he quickly covered it. He took a breath, acting as Wei Ying's microphone, and told Ma Yongmei, "Teacher, Wei Ying doesn't hurt anymore."

Ma Yongmei frowned and asked, "Are you all right?"

Tang Yu pursed her lips slightly and shook her head, indicating that she was fine.

Ma Yongmei was relieved, took the rolled English book on the desk twice, and let the restless classroom quiet again, and said, "Continue dictation. Wei Ying, if you are uncomfortable, stay on the desk. Lie down for a while. Tang Yu, after you come down, use the time between classes to dictate to Wei Ying. "

Tang Yu nodded.

Wei Ying was pardoned like a prisoner whose sentence had not expired. She immediately put her hands on the desk, folded her face into her arms, and slept to avoid dictation.

When she closed her eyes and stared, a lot of sounds appeared in her ears, making her brain hurt. She opened her eyes and looked at the class again, and found that the classmates were all dictating seriously, and no one spoke.

She closed her eyes again and listened carefully.

Among them is Qin Mei's voice:

-Wei Ying is really not ill. It's like she's coming to class after getting sick.

Wang Jing.

-The dish fairy must be terrible. Even if Wei Ying wasn't sick, she would be kicked out of class 12. Dad promised to help me forward Wei Wei ’s violent Wei Rui campus Weibo, she ’s finished!

Wen Xiaolan.

——Dead fat people are getting neurotic.

Wei Ying listened carefully for a while before she wanted to understand that what she heard at the moment was their voice.

In a slap, Wei Ying captured the inner voice of Ji Rui.

Wei Rui really hoped that Wei Ying could not afford to be ill, and she was best to die. If she dies, her father's property will be inherited by her brother and her. If Wei Ying does not die, it will be very difficult for them to take turns.

After all, she and her brother were not born to their father. Even if Wei Daoming treats them like their own, after all, blood is still dominant.

Wei Rui is only 16 years old this year. At a young age, she has the idea of ​​dying, making Wei Ying, a "ghost", shudder.

Is the most terrible ghost? No, ghosts are simpler than human thoughts.

A woman is like her mother. The bones of such a person are so rotten that they must be bitter when chewed into their mouths.

Wei Ying listened carefully to the voices of other students. The thoughts of young girls are always strange and inexplicable.

So and so likes so and so, but is rejected by the other party to learn too bad.

So and so was borrowed five dollars from the same table, wondering how to ask for money elegantly, without appearing to be digging.

Soon after, she quarreled with a good friend because she was eating sweet and sour pork ribs or sweet and sour fish. She was wondering if she would be asked to go to the toilet together after class.

Another example is the fat man at the front table of Wei Ying, wondering, why did Wei Ying lose weight at a rate that is visible to the naked eye? Is it because of illness? Why not get sick too?

Wei Ying listened to the voices of her classmates and thought it was interesting, but she couldn't spy on Tang Yu's voice.

Wei Ying :? ?

In order to avoid English dictation, Wei Ying slept for half a class and passed. After falling asleep, her body will automatically absorb the nearby haze and dead gas. Under the school ground is originally an ancient cemetery with repressed dead bodies. Although the dead gas is thin, it is better than nothing.

Wei Ying had a full meal in the hospital last night, absorbing the thin death of the school, and took a nap.

Because of her physical strength, she woke up with ears and eyes, and could see the words on the blackboard without glasses.

The English teacher spit on the stage while she was bored, and flipped through the word list behind the English book.

She simply scanned it and found that those words that were originally covered in her mind were instantly exposed as if a layer of cover was uncovered, all exposed, becoming clear and three-dimensional in her mind.

Although she hadn't been admitted to a good university in her previous life, Wei Daoming spent money to make her study abroad. After she became an international supermodel, she appeared in Fashion Week all year round, and her English was not bad.

As soon as the language barrier was opened, she could not understand English, and now seemed to be her mother tongue.

The complex reading comprehension in the book is also well understood.

After the first class, most of the students in the class went out to buy breakfast. Only a few students were left in the classroom.

Tang Yu is now disabled, and he will minimize the number of times he leaves the classroom. He took out his breakfast from the drawer and was about to take it apart. Thinking of Wei Ying, he handed it to her with hunger.

Wei Ying glanced at the sandwich handed over by Tang Yu and shook her head: "I'm not hungry."

I don't know if it was Tang Yu's illusion. He always felt that Wei Ying looked at his eyes as if looking at a delicious and delicious sashimi.

Tang Yu asked her, "Would you like to go back to the hospital?"

Wei Ying blinked her big eyes and asked, "Why should I go back to the hospital?"

He rolled his throat slightly, stopped talking, and seemed to be thinking about something.

The second section is a math class. Because of some problems, the math teacher asked the class representative to send the papers over to send everyone to do the papers.

After about ten minutes, someone in the class "groaned".

The math class representative was about to yell at it, and there was a sound of "sleeping" in the class, and then they turned back to look at Wei Ying.

Wei Ying touched her face and determined that today's acne is much better than yesterday.

Did everyone find her thin?

Tang Yu found something wrong, opened the phone and glanced at the group. Someone posted a screenshot to the group.

The topic of # 西 辰 一 中 保护 校园 凶 # is a hot topic on the top.

A blogger with an id of "I want to be quiet" tweeted: "Xichen No. 1 High School Class 32 Weiying interrupted the arms of the classmates, the school leader turned a deaf ear and condoned the campus violence. I hope all brothers and sisters can help forward And return me a peaceful campus. "

The blogger also sent two text pictures, explaining how Wei Ying entered class 32 in high school by relationship, and how to violently treat her classmates, pushing them down the stairs, causing the classmates to break their arms.

This event was reposted by the local Weibo v. In just one hour, the repost volume has already exceeded 5,000. Weibo has been popular, and its attention continues to rise.

Tang Yu realized that the situation was serious and handed her phone to Wei Ying.

Wei Ying glanced indifferently, "I didn't push."

That evening, I studied by myself next night, and it was Wei Rui and Wei Ying's turn to do hygiene. The two returned to the dormitory together, but Wei Rui slipped down the stairs when he reached the monitored stairway.

The monitor captured the back of Wei Ying and Wei Rui. Wei Rui insisted that Wei Ying pushed her. Monitoring blind spots and Wei Rui's speech, everyone is willing to believe in this good girl, rather than Wei Ying's poor performance.

Even Wei Daoming didn't trust his own daughter.

...

The pan was fried in the class group.

"I'm done by Wei Ying! This is a big deal. Who's so brave and dare to go online to break the news? Are you afraid of being fired?"

"Ironically, the perpetrators of campus violence were not fired, but the good-hearted people who broke the news were fired? Oh, this is too disgusting."

"Wei Ying is really over this time. Da Luo Shenxian can't hold her. Blindly, this time the school leaders will also suffer."

"+1, this thing is hot! I went, and for the first time in my life, I saw people around me hot, and suddenly felt a little sympathy for Wei Ying."

"You sympathize with Wei Ying, who sympathizes with Wei Rui? Wei Rui broke her hand, but she had to endure this tone and was bullied by her? Oh, what kind of world."

"Wei Ying is finished."

...

Wei Ying's mind developed a lot of English knowledge in an instant, and she looked tired. She glanced lazily at her eyes, and her eyes fell on Wei Rui.

Wei Rui also turned her head to look at her. There was no expression on the little girl's face, but she couldn't hide her pride.

Wei Rui gave Wei Ying a few messages:

"Sister, I didn't mean it."

"As long as you drop out,"

"I will plead for you and your father and teacher."

Later, the middle "as long as you drop out" was withdrawn.

Wei Ying didn't speak, Wei Rui added: "Otherwise, you're finished."

Wei Ying shoved her phone into the drawer and looked up towards Wei Rui, as if looking at something.

Tang Yu thought she was very embarrassed and uncomfortable at the moment. She comforted and said, "Did I tell you at the same table, in fact, I am Bao Qingtian's reincarnation?

It was not easy for the teenager to utter a cold consolation, and wanted to make her feel better. But her focus didn't seem right. He took his nose and pointed his elbow, and whispered, "Did you see that?"

Tang Yu looked in the direction of Wei Rui along her gaze, but did not see why, so she asked, "Huh?"

Wei Ying explained to him: "On Wei Rui's back, a ghost lies on her back. She is going to be cold."

Tang Yu: "???" He might as well think about it, is there any way to make the table happy?

Forget it, first think of a way to help the same table.

The disc fairy lying on Wei Rui's back sucking fortune, suddenly felt Wei Ying's strong aura, was so frightened that she was almost taken aback, and almost lost her soul.

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