I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

Because of Yu Pan's matter, Ling Xing missed a morning class.

The final result of Shen You's handling was to read self-criticism, apologize, and record serious mistakes. The parents of Shen's family received higher education. They love their children, but they will not spoil them. They did not express any opinion on this handling method.

He even apologized repeatedly for Shen You and Yu Pan.

Yu Pan lowered his eyebrows from beginning to end, neither accepting nor rejecting.

Before leaving, Yu Pan suddenly asked Shen You, why do they like to bully her so much?

Obviously she didn't do anything wrong, she doesn't cause trouble, she doesn't pinch her, and even her hobbies are quietly studying and reading in a corner, why do people always bully her?

Shen You lowered his head, the strands of highlighted hair turned blue under the sunlight, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

look!He himself didn't know why he wanted to bully Yu Pan, maybe he just saw that others were bullying, and he would appear out of place if he didn't bully, or maybe it was just for fun.

They don't realize that their momentary pleasure may become the pain of others' life.

In the end, Shen You said sullenly: "I don't know, I heard them say that you always bully your sister..."

"Sister..." Yu Pan repeated it several times, but did not speak again.

……

The results will not come out until Monday.

After the first model, it is obvious that the learning atmosphere has become more tense.

When Ling Xing arrived in the classroom, Zeng Zhile immediately came up: "Ji Yan asked for leave, and you asked for leave, I thought you wouldn't come today."

Ling Xing gently pushed away her somewhat obstructive little head, and found the notebook and pen for taking notes from the hole in the table: "I have been here a long time ago, but I was just dealing with some things in the morning, can you lend me the notes you made in the morning? "

Zeng Zhile handed her three notebooks, and was curious: "What are you dealing with?"

"Temporarily keep it secret, you will know soon."

Ling Xing smiled, opened Zeng Zhile's notebook, and stared at the random words on the notebook like weeds blown by a strong wind. A word asked: "What is this word?"

Zeng Zhile leaned over to take a look, then pulled the notebook in front of her and looked at it carefully for a while, frowning.

Ling Xing: "..."

Good guy, don't you even recognize the words written by yourself?

Absolutely.

Zeng Zhile recognized it for a long time, touched his chin awkwardly and gave a toothless smile: "Why don't you copy it from your own notes?"

For whom?

The two looked at each other, thinking that this was also a problem.

The two boys at the front desk often go around borrowing notes, and sometimes they even ask them... No, they simply ask Ling Xing to borrow notes. Since they borrowed Zeng Zhile's notes once, they borrowed notes with a clear purpose and went directly to them. Ling Xing borrowed.

Su Qingluo at the back desk was like a sleepy god all day long, it would be nice to be able to listen to lectures in class, why do you expect him to be able to take notes?

"Can I borrow from the monitor?" Zeng Zhile sent Sun Xin a good person card: "I think our monitor is a good person."

"Ok?"

what happened this morningWhy did you suddenly send a good person card to Sun Xin?

Zeng Zhile explained: "Yesterday it was the girl's turn to be on duty. She had a stomachache. The monitor found out and let her go first. He stayed to do duty for her."

The two were talking, Ling Xing felt his hair was pulled slightly.

She looked back.

Su Qingluo seemed to have just woken up from a nap, with a few red marks on her face, and asked her in a hoarse voice, "Did you just come?"

Ling Xing shook his head: "I came here in the morning, something has delayed the class."

Su Qingluo didn't ask any more questions, she reached into the table hole to fumble around, and handed Ling Xing a thin notebook.

"What?" Ling Xing took it in doubt, and was stunned when he turned a page. It was the notes of the three classes this morning.

She flipped through it backwards, and there were only three classes this morning. The notes for the three different classes were recorded in the same notebook. He didn't even bother to turn the pages. There was only a blank line between the different subjects.

Su Qingluo's handwriting is beautiful, strong and powerful, not at all like the lazy energy in him.

Ling Xing ignored Zeng Zhile's playful gaze, leaned on the back table, and smiled at Su Qingluo with his head half tilted: "What? Did you watch the sky last night for too long?"

Su Qingluo raised her eyes to look at her, and there seemed to be a slight smile in those dark eyes. He pinched the straight bridge of his nose and said, "It's not watching the sky at night."

He leaned forward without warning, and the distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and his low voice came from Ling Xing's left ear: "I'm looking at... the stars."

The voice is cold and warm, like a stream of water slowly pouring into the ears, flowing softly...

Startled, Ling Xing sat up straight suddenly, opened the notebook, grabbed the pen and buried his head to copy it.

Even she herself didn't notice a trace of thin red spreading silently from the left ear.

The young man's low laughter came from behind him, extremely joyful.

It was rare to hear him laugh.

Qiu Yilin withdrew her gaze from observing Ling Xing, and asked the system thoughtfully: "I didn't help that girl, did the hostess help?"

The system seemed to be probing, and it took a long time to reply: "Yes, the host, this is the author's warm-hearted and helpful personality for the heroine."

Qiu Yilin curled her lips: "That's right."

Just say what?Ling Xing's writing hand paused slightly.

Heh, what she, Qiu Yilin, didn't want to do, did she assume that others wouldn't want to do it?

Is it totally a setup to say that she does these things?

Ling Xing doesn't think that when seeing such a thing, the first thing most people want to do is to help, but on the premise that they want to help, they will also think about themselves.

Because if they are not careful, the flames of war may be drawn to them. They have to think about whether they can bear the same bullying, and they can't help blindly.

There are more things in this world because there are more worries and things that have nothing to do with you.

There are too many examples of good people getting bad rewards, and there are more and more instances of standing by and watching.

Ling Xing has no worries. She has learned self-defense Sanda and MMA since she was a child. Although she has never tried it, she definitely has the ability to protect herself.

She will not bully others, even if Lu sees injustice and lends a helping hand, others will never want to bully her.

In this world, no one is born to be bullied by others.

Tomorrow is off, and the teachers of all subjects have assigned a lot of homework. Judging by the posture, it seems that he can only do his homework on the only day off.

Do teachers not communicate with each other?He didn't know that he left so much homework, would other teachers also leave a lot of homework?

The howls and howls in the class couldn't stop the speed of the test papers being issued.

When the blank test papers were delivered to Ji Yan, the teacher paused and asked, "Which family is closest to Ji Yan's house? Bring him the homework for the weekend."

Ji Yan has excellent grades. He was the first in grade two times in his first year of high school. Almost all teachers in various subjects know him.

Monkey and Fatty were about to point their fingers at the star, when Qiu Yilin at the front desk suddenly turned around and said, "Teacher, I happen to pass by classmate Ji Yan's house tomorrow, so I'll bring it to him."

The teacher nodded and handed the test paper to Qiu Yilin.

Zeng Zhile hissed his teeth as if he was sour, and muttered in a low voice: "Even if you like someone, it shouldn't be so obvious, right?"

Others will only attribute Qiu Yilin's various performances to the fact that she likes Ji Yan, and never think that she is attacking Ji Yan for the mission.

Ling Xing didn't find it strange at all, and even thought that if Qiu Yilin brought Ji Yan homework, then she wouldn't have to go to Ji Yan tomorrow, right?

It would be nice not to have to go.

The teacher assigned so much homework, even if she didn't go anywhere, she might not be able to complete it from morning till night, and she really couldn't spare time to see Ji Yan.

There is no evening self-study on Saturday, and in the last class in the afternoon, Zeng Zhile is holding a stack of test papers that are neither thick nor thin. Yue Lingxing: "Do you still have to go to the library tomorrow?"

Ling Xing didn't want to go: "It's a waste of time to go back and forth, I'd better write at home."

"There are so many test papers, how can I finish it?" Zeng Zhile looked pained, rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea: "Why don't we make an appointment and find a place to do the test papers together tomorrow, and you do the subjects you are good at. I'll do what I'm good at, and when the time comes, I'll copy each other and deal with the homework first?"

Not a bad idea.

Ling Xing agreed to come down, thought about her brother who didn't like to meet strangers, and hesitated: "How about going to your house?"

Zeng Zhile hurriedly waved his hand: "Forget it, I still said you are going home? You don't know, my cousin is temporarily staying at my house during this period of time. She has a three-year-old brat. With that brat at home, During this period of time, my family has never been safe for a moment."

Then I can only go to Ling Xing's house.

Zeng Zhile unscrewed the water bottle and took two sips of water, then asked Ling Xing curiously: "You don't have bear kids in your family, do you?"

Ling Xing: "That's not true, I have an older brother in my family."

Zeng Zhile blinked twice, with a dazed expression: "Brother? What an enviable title."

An only daughter always envies others having older brothers and sisters, but rarely envies others having younger brothers and sisters.

"Then I'll go to your house to find you tomorrow."

"it is good."