The matter of Meng Qian's imprisonment has finally come to an end. Although there are still people discussing it on the news and in the school, the heat has finally dissipated a lot compared to the previous two days. Therefore, Zhong Youyou finally does not need to wear a hat to avoid the crowd deliberately when going out .
The resolution of this matter, to her, was like solving a heart disease.
She faintly felt that there was some connection between herself and the original owner, otherwise, why would her emotions fluctuate so much on certain things, and she would become a little unlike her. And why is it not someone else who came in, but yourself
However, it's useless to think too much, Zhong Youyou won't waste too much time entangled in such things that cannot be explained by science.
While she was concentrating on preparing for the national semi-finals, Zhong Xiyou's grades have dropped a bit due to a series of recent incidents. The monthly exams were also held in the second year of high school. He has always been in the top 30 in his grade, but this time he fell to the 80s. .
Zhong Xiyou belongs to the smart type, playful and playful, and his grades are also among the best. Even if he was participating in a college basketball game before, and missed many class hours, his grades had never dropped so sharply.
It would be fine if it was just a drop in test scores. The point is, he was absent-minded and preoccupied during class, so the teacher couldn't help it and called him to the office for a conversation.
What's the use of talking? And it can't solve the deep-seated contradictions in my own family. Zhong Xiyou thought to himself.
One day he came home sullenly, only to find that Father Zhong hadn't come home for dinner again.
In recent days, Zhong's father's company seems to have a lot of things. It was late at night when he returned home. When Zhong Xiyou asked, he said that it was a trivial matter, but it was just a problem with the funds, so there was no need to worry. But now Zhong's status has long been as stable as gold. In the past two years, Zhong Xiyou has never seen Zhong's father in such a state of distress. He has some doubts whether something really happened to the company.
However, since Father Zhong repeatedly reassured him that it was only a small problem, he didn't take it to heart.
After class, Jinming came over with a basketball in his arms: "Zhong Xiyou, are you going to play basketball?"
Zhong Xiyou's grades declined, and he was being punished by the head teacher to correct the wrong questions, and said, "No."
Jinming knew that Zhong Xiyou had a lot of preoccupations these two days because of what was stated on the prime time program. He patted Zhong Xiyou on the shoulder and advised him: "The past is over, what's the use of thinking about it now? You At that time, didn't you know that Zhong Youyou was your biological sister, and you were only so old at that time, so why should you blame yourself?"
"You don't understand, and you don't know." Zhong Xiyou shook his head with complicated emotions.
If it was really as simple as Jin Ming said, then he would not feel as guilty as he does now.
The point is, after Zhong Youyou returned home, no matter in the previous life or in this life, he never gave her any affection, and even coldly pushed her away. Now that he knows how his sister lived in those fifteen years, the guilt in his heart is naturally stirred up layer by layer like a stone thrown into a lake.
But Jin Ming was also right, just feeling guilty and sad in his heart would not help the matter, he might as well think of other ways to ease the relationship with his sister.
Thinking of this, Zhong Xiyou pushed away Jin Ming's hand on his shoulder, and said, "Forget it, wait, I'll go to the bathroom, let's have a good game."
Sweat a little and you'll feel better.
As soon as he walked into the cubicle, Zhong Xiyou heard a few high school sophomore boys joking outside accompanied by the sound of pattering water. A person mentioned Zhong Youyou's name.
Zhong Youyou is a famous figure in the school, even Zhong Xiyou himself is the same. After all, the Zhong family is a real estate tycoon, and they appear in various news reports every day. There are not twenty or thirty times, and there are ten times that are not serious.
Both siblings often appear in the chats of the students after dinner, with praise and criticism, envy and hatred. So Zhong Xiyou was used to it, so he didn't take it seriously.
After listening for a while, his face became more and more ugly.
"Have you seen that program? Am I a little bit off point? Haha, it seems that one of the interviewees said that our new school girl stole bread when she was a child?"
"Look, it's awesome. Now, she has transformed into a daughter of the Zhong family. She is spotless and domineering. I really can't see that she was so pitiful when she was a child, and she actually did things like stealing chickens and dogs."
"Growing up in that kind of environment, she must have a strong ability to survive, maybe she is quite scheming, so you see, she drove Meng Shixuan out of the house as soon as she came back, and sent her adoptive mother to prison. It's been a few days, Meng Shixuan hasn't come to school yet, it's miserable enough."
"I also think that what happened back then must be the fault of the person who was imprisoned, but Zhong Youyou really doesn't look like a person who will suffer."
The three of them were laughing and discussing, but suddenly heard a loud noise from the grid behind them.
They turned their heads subconsciously, startled.
Zhong Xiyou walked out from inside with a livid face, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you courting death?"
Just after the third year of high school, Li Dongping walked up to Zhong Youyou with a triangle ruler, knocked on her desk, and said to her: "Zhong Youyou, come to the office with me."
There are not a few months left until the college entrance examination, and Li Dongping and several subject teachers plan to provide tutoring for a few groups of students who have very poor grades, medium grades, and decent grades in the class during this time. Originally, in this poor class, Li Dongping would not have such an idea, but it didn't mean that the monthly exam made him so excited to see hope!
The students have worked so hard and made such great progress, how could their teachers not help them.
But he and the teachers in charge obviously don't have that much energy, so if Zhong Youyou and Ren Zian, the two students with the best grades, can help out, then their teachers will definitely feel a lot easier, and it will be difficult to carry out this matter. Not that big.
What's more, he can now see that a large part of the reason why the learning atmosphere in the class is so good is because of Zhong Youyou. She was the one who inspired this group of brats.
He asked Zhong Youyou and Ren Zian to go to the office to talk about this.
"Okay." Zhong Youyou nodded.
At this moment, a sophomore student rushed in from outside, unable to stop the car anxiously: "Is Zhong Youyou here?"
A boy from Class 19 near the door sized him up: "Why is the sophomore coming to our senior year looking for Zhong Youyou?"
Zhong Youyou walked over, inexplicably said: "What's wrong?"
Jinming was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "It's not good, your brother sent three people to the hospital!"
Zhong Youyou was taken aback. Although Zhong Xiyou had a bad temper, he was not a person who would fight easily. After all, the Zhong family was well-educated. If he fought, Father Zhong would definitely unload his arms and legs. What happened that made him so angry that he beat the three of them to the hospital? Although Zhong Youyou had already separated from Zhong's family, if Zhong Xiyou was also injured, if she really sat back and idly by, then it would really be unreasonable.
She frowned, went back and explained to Li Dongping, and then quickly went to the hospital with the sophomore named Jin Ming.
Along the way, Jinming described the tragic situation to her, and what he said was so intense that she frowned.
Because Zhong Xiyou was in the competition class of the second year of high school, most of the top students kept their duties, and it was a place where teachers would not go to patrol during the break, so Zhong Xiyou fought with those three people, and beat them hard on the ground. Only the classmates pulled away, and no teacher arrived in a hurry.
As a result, it was too late when the dean pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. One of the students was beaten so badly that his nose was crooked, and his nose bleeds all over the floor, which was very scary.
"Why did you fight?" Zhong Youyou asked.
Jinming also can't figure it out, Zhong Xiyou's bad temper is stinky, impulsive is impulsive, but he is really not a troublemaker, he said: "I don't know, I just know what gossip those three people said in the toilet, Zhong Xiyou can't listen to it , and started a fight, he was the one who started it first, it's over now, if his family doesn't show up, the school will definitely record it."
Zhong Youyou went to the hospital. In the orthopedic emergency department, two teachers from Zhong Xiyou's class were waiting there anxiously. Zhong Youyou walked over, only to find that Zhong Xiyou's injuries were not serious.
A plaster cast was put on his right arm, which should be a slight bone fracture. A piece of adhesive tape was stuck on the bridge of his handsome nose, and there were bloodstains oozing out from the side, which completely destroyed the appearance of his entire face.
Zhong Youyou was really in a complicated mood. Although he didn't like this cheap brother, but seeing him being beaten up like this, his heart was somewhat ups and downs.
Just now Zhong Xiyou answered the two teachers' question why they fought with a cold face. Seeing Zhong Youyou coming at this moment, his face changed, became soft and mixed with a little grievance, and quickly stood up: "Sister, why are you here? Which brat called you over?"
Jinming rolled his eyes, stepped aside and stood there.
Just pretending, when he brought Zhong Youyou over just now, Zhong Xiyou's face was clearly surprised for a moment, as if he didn't see it
Zhong Youyou took a look at his plaster cast and asked, "Why didn't you contact your parents?"
"It's our father and our mother." Zhong Xiyou corrected: "There seems to be something wrong with the company. Our father is in a state of distress. He was on a business trip yesterday, so I can't get in touch."
Zhong Youyou was too lazy to argue with him in front of so many people.
Zhong Xiyou was underage on his ID card, and if there was a fight, there must be an adult family member in the school to come forward. Zhong's father and Zhong's mother were not at home, so they dragged her here today and tomorrow.
She was a little helpless, but seeing that Zhong Xiyou was seriously injured, she couldn't be too indifferent at this time, so she went with the two teachers to pay the medical bills, and took a look at the other three who were said to have been beaten and hospitalized classmate.
I don't know if I don't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it.
Zhong Xiyou was a fierce brat. One of the people he beat up was seriously injured and had to be hospitalized for observation and CT scans. In comparison, Zhong Xiyou only had a slight bone fracture, which is considered good.
The teacher said angrily to Zhong Youyou: "Zhong Youyou, try to persuade your brother and ask him the reason for the fight! He didn't even say it well. This attitude is too rampant. Even if our teacher wants to defend him, how can we defend him?! "
Zhong Youyou frowned: "Okay."
Zhong Xiyou followed behind with plaster hanging, and when he heard the teacher criticize him in front of Zhong Youyou, he immediately felt ashamed.
The cause of his disgrace was not a fight. These three people had such cheap mouths and bad words, he didn't regret beating them at all. The reason for his embarrassment was that he couldn't get out of a fight by himself, and even broke his bones! No card yet! As a result, Zhong Youyou had to pay for her medical expenses! He was ashamed of it.
He felt very unable to lift his head, and glared at Jinming who was making his own way.
Zhong Youyou turned her head and glanced at him: "Zhong Xiyou, tell me, why did you fight?"
"I..." Zhong Xiyou said sullenly, and stopped talking after a word.
He glanced at Zhong Youyou weakly. How can this make him speak? ! Because those three people spoke ill of Zhong Youyou behind their backs, he couldn't hold back at that time, so he rushed out to beat someone! How come this is the same as that of elementary school students in kindergarten
Zhong Youyou stared at him, Zhong Xiyou anxiously changed the subject: "Sister, what should I do, Dad will kill me if he finds out, or should I live at your house?"
With these words blurted out, Zhong Xiyou was moved by his wit, his eyes lit up - yes, the injury was a blessing in disguise, if Zhong Youyou would let him go to her house, wouldn't it be a big step forward
"You still have to make an inch?" Zhong Youyou laughed angrily, and said, "Call the assistant when you leave the hospital and ask him to pick you up."
Zhong Xiyou suddenly felt sad, and lowered his head, like a frustrated elementary school chicken.
The two teachers next to him and Jin Ming were all stunned. Zhong Xiyou usually has a different personality. He is usually arrogant, not to mention indifferent to others, and he never has a good face at all. It can be said that he is an unkind rich second generation. Being with friends is also the painting style of the cold and proud young master.
It's never been so... so... so condescending, pitiful, and rushed.
This is really one thing and one thing.
Those three people also came back after the examination. One and two had white gauze wrapped around their heads, plaster casts were hung on their heads, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they looked very miserable. Walking over, Zhong Xiyou glanced over, and they all trembled, not daring to stand too close. As soon as he saw Zhong Xiyou, he recalled that the fists were pounding on his body like rain, and the pain was so painful that it made people grin their teeth.
They really can't understand Zhong Xiyou and Zhong Youyou, rich people who were born with gold spoons in their mouths, so they will inevitably say dirty words behind their backs. But I never expected that I was hitting the gun today! What was even more unexpected was that Zhong Xiyou would be so protective of Zhong Youyou, the sister who entered the house halfway.
The two teachers couldn't bear to see that the three students were afraid of Zhong Xiyou now, like a mouse seeing the king of the mountain. You said that this young master of the Zhong family has beaten up his classmates, and made these classmates frightened by the news. I'm afraid it will leave a psychological shadow!
One of the teachers said, "Zhong Xiyou, please apologize to your three classmates."
Zhong Xiyou said angrily: "Apologize? No way!"
The teacher looked at Zhong Youyou begging for help, meaning to ask Zhong Youyou to come forward and ask Zhong Xiyou to apologize.
Before Zhong Youyou could speak, Zhong Xiyou glanced at the three of them.
The three students shivered suddenly, and suddenly, at the same place, they all bowed to Zhong Youyou, and the three heads brushed together like planting onions: "Senior Zhong Youyou, I'm sorry, it's because our mouth is too dirty!"
The one with the most serious injuries even had his legs trembling, his feet went limp, and he fell to his knees with a plop.
Zhong Youyou: "..."
The author has something to say: Zhong Youyou: How can the cheap brother be too overbearing
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Zhong Xiyou: I want to be nice to my sister! I want to buy a crystal apple and give it to her through the window! Σ(っ°Д °;)っ
Jin Ming: You give up, your sister doesn't even look at you!
Zhong Xiyou: I want to beat up all those idiots who speak ill of my sister behind their backs! Σ(っ°Д °;)っ
Jin Ming: You give up, your sister doesn't even look at you!
Zhong Xiyou: Sister, I am injured, can I go to your house to live? Σ(っ°Д °;)っ
Zhong Youyou: Get lost.
Zhong Xiyou: Hee hee hee my sister took a look at me. (*/ω＼*)
Jinming: ... this kid is either stupid or crazy...