Ah! What?

Ai Xiaoai was frightened, and the lowered voice instantly increased dozens of times, which attracted the attention of the students in the class who were studying on their own.

Why does Teacher Li think that I am in love with Zhao Jiangchuan? Is it because he hasn't bullied me recently?

Ai Xiaoai wanted to cry without tears and fall in love, that's okay, if her family found out, she would be dead.

You... what did you say.

After realizing that her voice had caught the attention of her classmates, Ai Xiaoai hurriedly lowered her voice and asked anxiously, and her anxious appearance was no different from burning her eyebrows.

I'm so honest, of course I'm telling the truth.

be honest? so far so good.

Ai Xiaoai let out a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but patted her heart beating violently, and at the same time muttered in a low voice, Why don't I know you're honest.

Since Ai Xiaoai felt that Zhao Jiangchuan was dishonest, Zhao Jiangchuan naturally couldn't bear to live up to her.

I said that the love letters were all written by Ai Xiaoai. She liked me, but I didn't return the love letter to her.

How can you do this, when did I write you a love letter...

Ai Xiaoai exploded all of a sudden, her voice instantly increased hundreds of times than before, and even people couldn't help but stand up from the stool.

There is a frying pan in the classroom.

Who is Ai Xiaoai? He is the classmate with the best overall grades in the class, an outstanding student named as a model by countless teachers, and a good seedling who can go to Huaqing University and Peking University unanimously.

And Ai Xiaoai not only learns well, but also looks good.

Such Ai Xiaoai is not only the object of the crush of some male classmates, but also the object of jealousy of some female classmates, but there is absolutely no doubt that Ai Xiaoai is definitely one of the most concerned people in Class 3 and 2.

I'm going, Ai Xiaoai will write a love letter to Zhao Jiangchuan...

Did you just hear that, Ai Xiaoai said she wrote a love letter to Zhao Jiangchuan.

I can't hear it wrong. Ai Xiaoai can also write love letters. It's true or false.

What is true or false, didn't you hear what she said just now?

Many people started booing, and regardless of whether they heard it wrong or what, they all began to discuss Ai Xiaoai and Zhao Jiangchuan unanimously.

There are even many classmates who swear to the classmates around that he has seen two people walking hand in hand after school.

Even if the voices of other students were low, they couldn't stand the crowd. Even Zhao Jiangchuan heard the discussions of other students, not to mention Ai Xiaoai herself.

You heard it wrong. Ai Xiaoai said just now that she didn't write it. Besides, how could Ai Xiaoai like Zhao Jiangchuan? Why should he?

That's right, how could Ai Xiaoai like Zhao Jiangchuan? That guy is always bullying others. It's good not to hate him.

I heard what Ai Xiaoai said just now. Did you hear it wrong?

The whispers among the classmates and the strange eyes in their eyes made Ai Xiaoai's tears uncontrollably roll in her eyes.

She wanted to justify something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Woooo...

Eighteen-year-old Ai Xiaoai had experienced this kind of battle. She didn't know how to deal with it, so she crawled onto the table and cried.

This time it's a big deal.

Zhao Jiangchuan touched his nose innocently. He just wanted to tease Ai Xiaoai, but he didn't expect to attract the attention of other students.

However, Zhao Jiangchuan still finds it very interesting.

Those who said that the other classmates heard it wrong were almost all boys, and in the eyes they looked at him, there was jealousy and anger that they didn't know how to hide.

The eyes of girls are much more interesting. Some are gloating, some seem to have nothing to do with them, and some seem to be preparing to report to the teacher.

Zhao Jiangchuan grinned, as if the initiator had nothing to do with him,

He ignored the gazes that were looking at him.

Xiao Ai, I was joking with you just now, don't be angry.

The head teacher came to me and asked me why I missed class yesterday. I said that the weather was cold and my stomach hurt. She actually said why I didn't squat until I couldn't get up from the toilet. She also said that if my stomach hurt again, she would punish me to go to the toilet to squat for a day.

Woooo...

Okay, okay, classmate Xiaoai, don't cry, okay? You see that other classmates are looking at you?

Woooo...

I don't know if it's because I can't stand other people's remarks, or if Zhao Jiangchuan really went too far this time, Ai Xiaoai lay on the table and kept crying.

Even if Zhao Jiangchuan said all the good things, it would be of no use.

Ai Xiaoai didn't know why she was crying. At first, she thought it was because of other classmates' comments, but when she cried, she realized that it wasn't quite the case.

Angry, a little bit, but not that angry, but she just wanted to cry.

Zhao Jiangchuan was also helpless. Before, he thought it was fun to tease the little girl, but this little girl was crying like a faucet, so it wasn't fun.

It's up to you to figure it out yourself, let's fix it yourself.

Then if I let you blow out a few times, I'll apologize to you?

It was Zhao Jiangchuan's excuse to let Ai Xiaoai blow out a few times to let out his anger. He was already a little headache from that little girl's endless crying.

Not far away, there are many male classmates who are staring at him with murderous eyes. I can't guarantee that those guys will be stimulated crazy and do something.

Let the little girl cry again, I'm afraid it won't be long before a group of people will come to beat him.

This little girl's film is quite likable.

But Zhao Jiangchuan didn't expect that his words unintentionally hit on Ai Xiaoai's nerves. Ai Xiaoai, who was lying on the table crying, suddenly broke out.

Zhao Jiangchuan, I'll kill you, I'll kill you, a big bad guy, and let you bully me.

Let you tie my hair to the stool.

Let you draw a pig's head on all my textbooks.

You bastard, I let you...

I'll let you….

Zhao Jiangchuan was dumbfounded, the one who clenched his small fists and slapped him with his teeth and claws while scolding, was the always quiet Ai Xiaoai.

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't react until he was hit several times.

It turns out that this little girl still remembers those things.

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, even he himself forgot the good things he had done. After being told one by one by Ai Xiaoai, he could only sit and let Ai Xiaoai continue to beat him.

Whoever let those broken walls down, he did all of them, even if it wasn't him now.

The other students in the class were also dumbfounded. Who would have thought that Ai Xiaoai, who has always been regarded as a role model, would be so terrifying. Even Zhao Jiangchuan, the thorn in the class, was too frightened to move.

They stared at them with big eyes and small eyes, as if they had seen aliens.

It hurts a bit, this little girl really started.

After a few minutes, Zhao Jiangchuan couldn't sit still. It wasn't because of the pain. He was beaten by a little girl, and he always felt that his old face couldn't hang on.

Then the world is clean.

After Zhao Jiangchuan put a hand on Ai Xiaoai's thigh, the whole world fell silent.

Ai Xiaoai seemed to be electrocuted, her whole body trembled slightly, and her fist-clenching arm had long since been released.

His face was as red as roasted dried shrimp to the root of his neck, and there was a crystal teardrop hanging from his long eyelashes, and the way he bit his lips lightly was very beautiful.

Zhao Jiangchuan's heart suddenly moved.

This is youth!

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