The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 53 The Noble School Little Poor (16)

Su Qinghuan was taken aback. Her email address was the same as that of Penguin. When she came to Xingchen, she joined the school's group, but since WeChat has become so popular now, even if there is something wrong, the school seldom sends email notifications.

Is it spam?
Su Qinghuan clicked on the email named with the letter L, and a few lines of small characters clearly came into view.

——I haven’t taken any study notes. After returning to the classroom, I thought about it and sorted out some materials for you. I have summarized the key points of these real test sets and exam outlines. SF Express will send the materials to the school tomorrow morning. You can check them out Bar.

Su Qinghuan was stunned immediately, an inexplicable sourness and emotion emerged in her heart.

……

Su Qinghuan roughly scanned those materials, and each book was calculated at [-] yuan, which would cost several hundred yuan. Although Ling Xueshen did not lack such a small amount of money, it seemed not good for her to accept it with peace of mind.

"Tong'er, isn't Ling Xueshen's birthday in the middle of next month? I think I've seen someone say in the forum, you said I'll give you a birthday present of comparable value, okay?"

"It's up to you. Although I know that you don't work hard, you don't know the five grains, you are ugly, and you are short of money, but your heart is the most important thing."

"You're going to die if you don't hit me, aren't you?"

Su Qinghuan vomited a mouthful of Ling Xiao's blood, and simply asked System 233 to shut down the microphone.

I heard that other people's portable systems are generous and kind, so why did I meet such a stingy person?

Su Qinghuan thought about it for a while, and recalled Ling Yihan's stiff mouth when he left the playground.

Such a deserted person said that he would not help her, but he was actually very enthusiastic.

……

Su Qinghuan closed the email page, the corners of her lips could not help but curl up.

She quickly packed up her things and returned to the bedroom.

Before entering the door, I vaguely heard a chattering sound coming from inside.

"Did you see, that fat woman in the self-study tonight really worked hard. I heard that during the nine o'clock break, she went to the playground to deliberately block Ling Xueshen. Tsk tsk, she has a thick skin."

"They are all boasting in front of Director Wang, can she not fight? I just feel sorry for Ling Xueshen. It is estimated that 50 will be in vain."

"You think that Ling Xueshen really has a crush on that fat pig, right? The fat pig is really vicious. He has just done harming Gu Xiaocao, and now he is looking for Ling Xueshen."

"People may say that they will sell miserably. The country bumpkins who moved from small places are really more calculating as they get poorer."

……

Su Qinghuan pursed her lips, and stepped into the bedroom expressionlessly.

Xingchen's cheapest dormitory size is four-person dormitory, with private air-conditioning balcony. The three girls who were discussing happily were brushing their teeth and washing up on the balcony.

The head of the dormitory felt very embarrassed, and the smile froze from the discussion just now froze at the corner of his lips.

"Qing... Qinghuan, you are back."

After all, they are roommates, so everyone will maintain a polite manner on the surface, but behind the scenes, they are no different from those men and women in Class C who hate Su Qinghuan.

"We just...uh...we weren't talking about you just now."

The head of the dormitory felt a little guilty, but gradually his expression became more magnanimous.

The roommates have long been used to Su Qinghuan's inferiority complex and cowardly appearance, and they don't think that Su Qinghuan dares to take the lead in making trouble. After all, the three of them are already the few students in the class who are still superficially polite to Su Qinghuan.

"Ah."

Su Qinghuan glanced at them calmly. Now that she is worrying about studying and losing weight, she just ignores others' ridicule.

She didn't bother to take care of these little shrimps, and changing dormitories was too troublesome, so the main thing was right now.

……

Seeing that Su Qinghuan really didn't make a fuss, the three girls breathed a sigh of relief.

A girl with a high ponytail groaned and pushed the dormitory chief's arm with a wry smile.

"Dorm head, why are you so cautious? She is just a paper tiger. In the past, we didn't entrust Su Qinghuan with all the dirty work in the dormitory. She didn't dare to resist at all."

After finishing speaking, the girl wanted to prove that she was right. She picked up a large bucket of trash in front of her desk, took three steps at a time, and handed it to Su Qinghuan with a bright smile.

"Qing Huan, I'm so tired when I came to my aunt today. I just finished washing and changing my pajamas and I don't want to go downstairs. Can you help me take out the trash?"

Su Qinghuan glanced at the girl coldly, with a faint smile on her lips.

"Are you tired? Want me to take out the trash?"

"Uh... yes."

Seeing the lack of smile in Su Qinghuan's eyes, the man with the high ponytail felt chills for some reason, but when he thought of Su Qinghuan's image of a doormat in the past, his voice unconsciously took on an orderly tone.

"Qing Huan, you are the only one in our dormitory who hasn't washed, who will pour it if you don't?"

"Okay."

The corners of Su Qinghuan's lips curled into a cruel arc, and she took the pocket with extreme disgust, when she heard the girl happily running to the balcony to ask for credit with other roommates.

"Look, I said that that fat woman didn't dare to resist us, and we are the only ones in Class C who are willing to talk to her, otherwise she will be ignored all day, and you will throw the trash away later. Throw it to her."

The people in this dormitory have long been accustomed to this mode of oppressing the original owner.

……

Su Qinghuan's five senses were far more sensitive than ordinary people, and the words of the three people's discussions were heard in her ears.

She sneered, and threw the garbage directly onto the bed with the high ponytail.

"boom--"

The unexpected loud noise stunned the girls.

When they turned their heads, they saw that the plastic bag exploded, and all kinds of foul-smelling garbage were scattered on the quilt.

"Ah! Su Qinghuan, are you sick!"

"Su Qinghuan, you are too much! Fuck, country bumpkins just have no quality!"

"I am going to kill you!"

Several roommates were shocked, but Su Qinghuan looked around the three people indifferently, and immediately picked up two more bags of trash and threw them on the bed of the other two!

"Don't mess with me."

Seeing those people collapsed and wanted to come up and splash her face with water, Su Qinghuan directly took a piece of wood on the ground, which was the back of a broken stool.

Click it hard, and break it in two.

That is a wooden board as thick as five chopsticks!

The few girls saw this scene dumbfounded, and saw Su Qinghuan gesture towards their necks.

"Do you still want to fight?"

"..."

The three of them were all silent, they had no doubt that Su Qinghuan really had the ability to screw their heads off.

Seeing a girl with tears in her eyes and wanting to call her teacher, Su Qinghuan put her legs up coolly.

"You can ask for help. Anyway, my family is poor and ugly, with a bad life, and just happens to be underage. As long as I don't die, you wait for me to take revenge slowly."

"Qing Huan, woo woo, we were wrong, please forgive us..."

Those girls are not as social as Sister Sun in Class F. They have never seen such a battle before, and it completely stopped now.

……

At 05:30 the next morning, Su Qinghuan got up early on time.

Those three roommates are cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong, and now they are like quails, and they still have a row of breakfast in front of her table.

The original owner didn't know how many times they had trampled on them, so Su Qinghuan took her breakfast with peace of mind, and went straight to the back playground.

In the morning light, a handsome figure is running along the red plastic runway...

(End of this chapter)