Second middle school.
After An Zhixin returned to No. 2 Middle School, her life was not good, because many people knew that she had transferred to Shangde before and became a rich girl, so she returned to No. 2 Middle School again, and she often heard people cynicizing about her secretly. .
In fact, An Zhixin could tolerate all this, but what made her most sad was that Wang Shiyu ignored her.
After school.
Because the last period was physical education, some people left directly after class without returning to the classroom.
When An Zhixin returned to the classroom to pack her things, there were few people in the classroom.
Just as I was putting my things in my bag and thinking about what to do for today's dinner, I heard some noise coming from the door.
An Zhixin was startled, feeling an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart, and she suddenly looked up at the door.
Then she saw several girls walking towards her with disdainful expressions on their faces.
"An Zhixin, yoyo, didn't you go to Shangde to be a rich girl? Why are you back in our No. 2 Middle School? How can our No. 2 Middle School be able to accommodate a giant Buddha like you."
"Don't say that, I've become a loser now and been beaten back to my original shape! Hahahaha!"
"An Zhixin, tell us, what is it like to be a student of Shangde? Isn't it great? We also heard that when you were at Shangde, many boys surrounded you? Sure enough, you became a rich lady. It’s different, right?”
"It's a pity that we don't have such a good life. We can experience what it's like to be a rich lady."
"Oh, I'm so envious. Isn't the rich lady very powerful? Why don't you continue studying at Shangde? Why do you want to come back to our No. 2 Middle School? Could it be that Shangde doesn't want you?"
"So, people should be self-aware. If they are obviously not from the same class, they should not force their way up. Otherwise, it will look ugly when they fall down, right?"
The three girls walked to An Zhixin's table while talking.
An Zhixin grabbed her bag tightly with both hands, glanced at them secretly, frowned, lowered her head and thought, she should turn a blind eye and pretend they didn't exist, or it would be better to run out.
Finally, she chose to leave her position and continued to lower her head in silence, trying to get around them.
But how could these girls let her go.
"What am I asking you? Answer me! Do you think that after being a rich lady for a few days, you will be arrogant?"
"I heard that she still wants to hook up with Master Jie in Shangde. Just her? That's nonsense!"
"That's right, can you imagine a male god like Master Jie?"
"I feel bad looking at her. I really think I am a rich lady."
An Zhixin suddenly pushed the girl's hand away, took two trembling steps back, and looked at them timidly, "I, I didn't provoke you... Why are you doing this to me..."
"You're still pretending to be pitiful. It's really hard to stand!" The girl on the right glanced at her.
An Zhixin clenched her hands in embarrassment, seeming to be trying not to panic, "I don't know you..."
"We see that you are unhappy, can't we? Do we still need your consent?"
The three girls looked at each other and smiled arrogantly.
An Zhixin didn't know what they wanted to do, so she staggered back a few steps.
At this moment, someone walked in and was stunned when he saw this situation.
An Zhixin noticed someone appearing, and a surge of hope arose in her heart, so she anxiously asked the person for help.
(End of chapter)