Chapter 126 School Bullying

At this time, Zhou Qing was on his way to the High School Affiliated to Changning Jiaotong University.

Along the way, he kept reminding himself that making friends in the future must not be as casual as it is now. Ding Bo, the dog day, has completely changed since he had Tian Xiaoxiao.

Even the villagers in Dingjiagou asked him to help send some living expenses to their children.

Zhou Qing parked his car at the gate of the school. At this time, it was the noon break. He just signed at the doorman and walked into the school in the name of his parents.

The vast majority of Chinese people attach great importance to their children's future. They want their children to have a good future, and for this, they will try their best to send their children to a better school at all costs.

The High School Affiliated to Changning Jiaotong University is not the top middle school in the whole of Changning, but it can also be ranked in the top 20.

As Wang Yingying's parents, Wang Dagang and Li Lanhua spent a lot of effort in order to send their daughter to this middle school, but there is no bank in the village, so they can only find a way to ask someone to send the living expenses to their daughter every once in a while.

Zhou Qing walked on the campus and couldn't help feeling that the scenery of this school was really good.

It is midsummer, and all schools have lunch breaks now. Some students choose to do problems in the classroom during the lunch break, while others go back to the dormitory as soon as possible to make up for some sleep.

Especially for students who have just entered the third year of high school, every point is precious.

There are not many students on the campus. Zhou Qing only met a girl who was still reading while walking on the road, five boys who were discussing games side by side, and boys and girls who were walking together and chatting about the subject matter. Although the two did not hold hands , but the love between the eyebrows cannot be concealed.

Looking at these children seven or eight years younger than him, Zhou Qing felt quite emotional.

The third and eighth class of senior high school was Wang Yingying's class. Zhou Qing glanced at the office building standing in the teaching area and walked directly to the third floor.

"Stinky bitch, what are you crying for?" In a classroom on the third floor, a fat girl kicked the thin girl opposite and knocked her directly into the corner.

The girl was wearing a ponytail, with small freckles on her face. She looked extremely delicate. She was wearing a pure white T-shirt. Zhang Rong stepped down and stepped on the pure white T-shirt.

Wang Yingying was kicked to the ground, gritted her teeth and looked at Zhang Rong in front of her with tears in her eyes.

There were still a few students sitting in the classroom, but they were either listening to songs or reading books, and no one paid any attention to what was happening at the back of the classroom, as if they had long been accustomed to it.

"I ask you, why did Wang Hao make a confession, what qualifications does a pheasant from the countryside have to be worthy of Wang Hao?" Zhang Rong stared at Wang Yingying coldly.

Wang Yingying hugged her legs and curled up in the corner, gritted her teeth and cried, "I don't know."

She knew very well that resistance would only make Zhang Rong and others worse.

Seeing this, Zhang Rong showed a hint of anger on her face. She grabbed Wang Yingying's hair directly, pressed her head against Qiang, and said coldly, "This afternoon, you should go and cut all your hair, otherwise you will look good. Did you hear that!"

Zhang Rong's eyes were full of jealousy. She didn't understand why a poor girl from the countryside could be so good-looking and her academic performance was far higher than her own, and because of this, she got the confession of the male god in her heart.

She could endure everything else, but she couldn't bear the last one no matter what.

Wang Yingying glanced at Zhang Rong and nodded fearfully, tears in the corners of her eyes.

She has just been in her third year of high school. At this age, she has already developed a love for beauty. Although the school does not allow excessive dressing, it is still okay to clean up and look fresh.

Wang Yingying usually went to school without makeup. The freckles on her face did not affect her appearance, but made her look a little more youthful.

She studies hard like this, and a good-looking girl will naturally arouse the liking of the male classmates in the class.

It's just that she never thought that it would bring disaster to her.

When she thought of how many students in the class laughed after she cut her hair off, her heart turned ashes.

Seeing Wang Yingying's face of fear, Zhang Rong showed a satisfied look.

She understood that Wang Yingying would become the joke of the whole class tonight, and Wang Hao would never like such a joke. After all, everyone in the class would be embarrassed.

"Today is the beginning of the month. Your parents should have already given you this month's living expenses." At this moment, Zhang Rong's eyes flashed with greed, and she asked with a sneer.

Wang Yingying looked at Zhang Rong in fear, and hurriedly shook her head: "Not yet, I will give you the money as soon as I get it."

Zhang Rong frowned slightly. She was about to say something. A short-haired girl behind her said lightly, "What are you talking about? Just fight like before. She must have gotten the money, but she just doesn't want to give it to us."

Hearing this, Wang Yingying looked at the two in fear and begged, "I really have no money."

"You dare to lie to me?" Looking at Wang Yingying's pitiful appearance, Zhang Rong's heart ignited again.

In an instant, her sanity had been swallowed by jealousy.

"Hold her down, do you have any money to take off the clothes?" Zhang Rong sneered.

Wang Yingying was stunned, her eyes were completely filled with fear, she stood up and wanted to run outside the classroom, but Zhang Rong pushed her on the table.

"This is not good?" The short-haired girl Yang Yue was taken aback by Zhang Rong's words.

"What's wrong, she doesn't dare to tell the teacher." Zhang Rong smiled disdainfully.

"But there are still boys in the classroom." Yang Yue worried.

"Isn't it good to have boys? Do you think they will help her? Believe it or not!" Zhang Rong sneered.

In the entire eighth class, the person who dared to provoke her Zhang Rong had not yet been born. Her father, as the school's moral education director, even an ordinary naughty student would pretend to be a grandson when he met her. No one would be stupid enough to offend him for a non-local student.

"Understood!" Yang Yue nodded and walked slowly towards Wang Yingying.

"Please, I really have no money, I will give it to you when I get it!" Wang Yingying looked at Zhang Rong and Yang Yue in horror and begged.

"Hold her down!" Zhang Rong sneered.

At this moment, she has completely turned into a demon in human skin.

Yang Yue heard the words and pressed Wang Yingying on the table.

In a hurry, Wang Yingying bit on Yang Yue's arm, Yang Yue was in pain, and hurriedly released her hand.

Snapped!

The next moment, a resounding slap slapped Wang Yingying's face.

"Stinky bitch, is it a dog?" Zhang Rong stared at Wang Yingying coldly, then shook her hand and said, "Is his face really thick, it still hurts."

In the classroom, some people got up and walked out of the classroom when they saw this scene, and some people continued to sit in their seats, looking at the back of the classroom, as if watching a play.

"Do it!" Zhang Rong said, she had already reached out and grabbed Wang Yingying's white T-shirt.

Seeing this, Yang Yue hugged Wang Yingying's shoulder tightly.

"Please don't! Don't!" Wang Yingying closed her eyes tightly and begged desperately.

Tear!

With a tearing sound, her white T-shirt was ripped open on the right shoulder.

In an instant, Wang Yingying's heart has fallen into the abyss.