Reborn Xueba: I am a giant

The head teacher sneered, his fingers trembling even more, and he pointed at Du Ying's nose: "Yes, you are right, how can this be compared."

He turned to Song Shijie again: "Song Shijie, raise your head."

Song Shijie raised her head very slowly, as if she wanted everyone to see the tragedy on her face.

Du Ying stared at her face without blinking, which was obviously much more seriously injured than last night. Both eye sockets were swollen and red, and her face was swollen almost like a pig's head.

Chen Yuwei took a deep breath: "This is not like Song Shijie's style, isn't she very face-saving?"

It took Du Ying a long time to come back to her senses: "That's because you don't know her well enough."

Sheng An looked at Song Shijie coldly, never thought that she would use this way of hurting the enemy one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred, she is really a lunatic...

The homeroom teacher looked at a few people: "Look, you guys have made such a face, what kind of hatred is there? Did she kill your mother, or rob your father?"

Du Ying laughed out loud: "If she robs my father, my mother will not kill her."

The homeroom teacher also consciously made a slip of the tongue, and coughed dryly: "Look, you just slapped her face, but why did you break her hand?"

Song Shijie held up the sleeve of her left hand with her right hand. The left hand seemed boneless, and there were still large bruises on her wrist.

Du Ying spat: "Bitch Song, you are really cruel to yourself, don't you know the truth?"

Song Shijie's tears flowed down extremely dramatically, like beads on a string, as if she had been wronged: "Du Ying, it's okay for you guys to beat me together, but you still want to frame me, it's really good With a cruel heart."

Du Ying rolled her eyes: "Yes, I have seen your red mouth and white teeth since junior high school."

Sheng An also said: "Song Shijie, we will not deny what is our fault, but we will not suffer from what is not our fault. There are a lot of things to say, you can think about it before you say it."

Song Shijie trembled and hid behind the head teacher, like a frightened little white rabbit: "Teacher, they...threatened me."

The homeroom teacher patted the table again: "Sheng'an, don't be too arrogant. I've heard more or less about you being in No. [-] Middle School. Don't think that this is still No. [-] Middle School where you can do whatever you want."

A coldness flashed in Sheng An's eyes. Sure enough, no matter what happened now, there would always be people who would talk about her past wherever she went.

"Teacher, when you are looking at the wound on Song Shijie's face, please also take a good look at the wound on Du Ying's face, she is the victim."

The homeroom teacher looked at Du Ying's face. Xiaoyuan's face was full of finger marks, the kind where a layer of skin had been directly pinched off, which showed how ruthless Song Shijie's attack was at that time, and the redness and swelling on her face did not subside.

Although Song Shijie's injury looked serious, it didn't break the skin.

Song Shijie's whining suddenly became louder: "Teacher, you have to make the decision for me. I don't know how Du Ying's face got hurt."

Sheng An sneered, and pointedly said: "I'm really sorry, we don't know how you got hurt."

Guilt flashed in Song Shijie's eyes: "Don't tell me you want to let me go after you hurt me?"

Chen Yuwei was full of disdain: "Song Shijie, the teacher must have heard of what kind of person you are."

The homeroom teacher bowed his head and remained silent. Apart from good grades, Song Shijie really didn't know much about other qualities in No. [-] Middle School.

But Sheng'an's past is not bad, and the one who lied among these few people is very likely to be the three of Sheng'an.