Chapter 57 Spreading Rumors in the School Post Bar
Some people feel that they can't see clearly when they lie on the balcony upstairs, and they even run down to peek at the corner of the stairs.
Even if Qiao Nian left without standing for a while, there were many people watching the movement here.
Zhao Jingwei heard news from Class B that Qiao Yan and Qiao Nian were facing each other in the corridor, so she hurried over when she couldn't sit still, and saw that Qiao Nian had long since disappeared, and only Qiao Yan stood alone with red eyes. there.
She thought that Qiao Yan was crying, so she rushed over with a stride, supported Qiao Yan's shoulder distressedly, and asked cautiously, "Ai Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you alright, why are you crying?"
Qiao Yan was stunned for a moment, realizing that she had misunderstood, and immediately shook his head pretending to be strong: "I'm fine."
Zhao Jingwei was immediately provoked, looking like she was going to stand up for her, she raised her voice and asked, "Did that Qiao Nian bully you?"
"...No, we have a bit of a misunderstanding."
"What misunderstanding?"
"..." It was impossible for Qiao Yan to tell her what just happened in the Academic Affairs Office.
"Look, you can't even tell, and you want to help her lie!"
Zhao Jingwei angrily took her hand and packed her injustice.
"Qiao Nian is too much. It's not because she entered Class A and bullied us in Class B. She doesn't think about how much she took advantage of your family before, if your grandma found out that she is not from your family. Man, maybe she is still eating and drinking in your house as a eldest lady."
"Jingwei, don't talk about it... I wasn't bullied, it was my eyes that got sand..." Qiao Yanming took her hand and didn't let her talk.
In fact, her lame 'persuasion' would only add fuel to the fire.
Sure enough, Zhao Jingwei got more and more angry, took her hand, and walked to Class B: "Angry, go, let's go back to class, she wants to bully you, and she has to ask the people in Class B whether they agree or not! This time I Be sure to ask her to apologize to you and get out of the First Middle School!"
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When Qiao Nian returned to class, the bell rang.
Class A has a strong learning atmosphere, everyone listens carefully during class time, and few people get distracted.
Her position was in the back row and against the wall, and a large stack of books piled up on the table became a natural barrier for her to play games, do things and get distracted.
It happened that she was busy with a lot of things recently, and it was rare for her to find a quiet and quiet space to concentrate on her own affairs.
By the way, I looked at the missed calls and unread messages on my phone.
It's only been a while, and there's still a lot of news.
The Jiang family members, Jiang Li, Weilou, and Yuan Yongqin also sent her messages, even Aunt Chen.
Qiao Nian's light-white fingertips opened one by one, and when he saw the latest news, the end of his eyes was filled with anger.
[Ye Wangchuan: How did you feel on the first day of class? 】
Qiao Nian narrowed his eyes and turned back quickly.
[QN: I didn't read the almanac. 】
After replying, she turned her mobile phone into information blocking mode, and called out the stock market that had operated half of that night.
...
In a blink of an eye, the morning passed.
After a long lunch break at noon, Qiao Nian, Shen Qingqing and the others came back from dinner together, and they heard the whispers of discussions in the class.
"Qiao Nian was able to transfer to our No. 1 Middle School because of his grandfather's efforts in education in Luohe County, and it was specially approved by the above?"
"The full score in her class-based examination is also a backdoor opened by the school teacher, in order to let her enter Class A."
"So the class score is not true?"
"I saw someone on the post said that she bullied the school girl of class B and cried in the corridor. I have seen Qiao Yan from class B. She is gentle and gentle, and she speaks delicately, and Qiao Nian is too domineering."
Qiao Nian didn't even react when she heard it. Shen Qingqing, who was beside her, was trembling with anger. She slammed the classroom door open and rushed in. Apple's face was flushed and she stood on the podium angrily: "What are you talking about! Qiao Nian is not you. That kind of person!"
Grandfather: How did you feel on the first day of school?
Sister Nian: I didn't read the almanac—meet a dog!