At this moment, her mind is surprisingly peaceful and her mind is very clear, trying to search for the existence of such a person from her past memories. Whether she is Lin Qinghan or not, she was definitely not fake in her class back then, why doesn't she have any impression of it
After a long time, she frowned, it seemed that she really had such a classmate, but to be honest, Qu Mojing didn't really have much impression of her, because her sense of existence was too weak, the only memory seemed to be that she was also bullied, she saw Don't go help her once. But the picture was also a little blurry, it shouldn't be like today, she stopped them and took her away, but not as thoughtful as she did today, and then... there was not much intersection.
Suddenly Qu Mojing thought of what Lin Qinghan said owed her a favor, and suddenly opened his eyes, but then shook his head again. This is too outrageous, this is not a novel, who will remember that time for so many years. However, I have to say that this Lin Qinghan made her a little concerned. After all, she couldn't imagine that this was her thirteen years ago.
After taking a bath and lying in bed, she finally gave up thinking about Lin Qinghan, and carefully recalled everything that happened after her third year of junior high, from home to school to her friends, until the fifteen-year-old body couldn't keep up and fell asleep.
After waking up the next day, she sat on the bed and looked at the lamp on the desk and the various dictionary books on it. She took a low breath. She was still here. He got up to take a shower, hesitantly tied his hair into a ponytail, and suddenly his movements froze. She remembered that she didn't seem to be doing her homework! According to the third grade teacher's practice, it is impossible to have no homework. After being silent for a few seconds, she continued to clean up with pursed lips, feeling a little helpless.
After so many years, she encountered the tragedy of unfinished homework again, and most importantly, she didn't even know what homework was.
Riding a bike to the school, she couldn't help but look to the other side as she passed Weiyi Road. Lin Qinghan didn't know whether she went to school or not. Just when she hesitated, a happy voice came from behind: "Mo Sheng, wait for us."
Qu Mojing turned her head and saw Chen Yao and She Jiayi rushing over quickly on their bikes, and then suddenly stopped in front of her.
"Mojing, you're not funny. You didn't come back with us yesterday, and today you ran away alone." The girl's face turned red from riding the bike, and the slight sprint uphill made her gasp and complained to Qu Mojing.
Chen Yao smiled before opening her mouth: "Mo Sheng, are you better?"
She Jiayi listened to her words and took it up: "yes, are you all right today? You looked ugly yesterday."
"It's alright, thank you." After speaking, she frowned slightly and said, "I've been thinking about my homework in the morning, so I forgot to ask you guys out."
She Jiayi's eyes widened in surprise: "You didn't write your homework? Yesterday, the physics teacher sent out a test paper, there is one lecture in the chemistry workbook, and three readings in English, mathematics... "
When she said a word, Qu Mojing's face froze for a moment, and finally she was expressionless.
"You... didn't do it? You didn't even know Shitai's English?" She Jiayi asked with difficulty. Chen Yao was also staring at Qu Mojing, with some fear and sympathy in his eyes.
The expressions of the two of them finally reminded Qu Mojing of the English teacher they called Mie Shitai. At the beginning, everyone in Yancheng didn't know it, and everyone didn't know it. It is said that a student who did math problems in English class was repeatedly taught, and was taken to the office to be forced to translate the math paper into English. Then, the test paper that was revised, revised and revised again was punished and copied fifty times.
She has a strong aura and is ruthless in punishing people. Standing there, a light question can make people tremble, and she especially likes to punish. Up to now, Qu Mojing still remembers that a first-year student described her as someone who "scavenged the family and wiped out the family". Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing.
The next moment, a warm hand was placed on his forehead: "After Mo Sheng, are you scared, why are you still laughing?"
Chen Yao was also amused, and pulled She Jiayi's hand down: "Don't make trouble, there is still some time left before class. When it's time to read in the morning, Mo Sheng will quickly make up.
"Wow, Chen Yao, you've also learned badly." Qu Mojing looked at the two friends who were laughing, and she seemed a little indifferent since her rebirth, with a faint smile in her eyes. Looking back at the intersection, she hesitated and biked to school.
When they got to school, Chen Yao and She Jiayi hurriedly handed over their homework to Qu Mojing, who looked up at the paper and glanced at them, but did not answer immediately.
She Jiayi was helpless: "My Master Xueba, I know you are serious and disdain copying answers, but do you really want to be raided and wiped out?"
Qu Mojing didn't speak, looked at their homework, flipped through the hole in the table a few times, and then took out the physics test paper, the chemistry workbook, and the three reading and math test papers. She Jiayi took it and turned it over, except that mathematics was empty, physical chemistry was already full, and the last finale question was empty, and there were a lot of English annotations.
She put down her homework, and then screamed, "Qu Xiaoshang, when did you become so bad, is it fun to tease us?" She had a good relationship with Qu Mojing, so she would pinch her in the face when she started, Qu Mojing took a long time. I've never been treated like this, so I stayed there and didn't respond.
After being eliminated by the two, Qu Mojing glanced at them helplessly: "I forgot, it was a mess yesterday, and I didn't remember my homework at all."
Her expression didn't look like she was pretending, and She Jiayi knew her well, and the smile on her face was closed: "Why is this, you really don't need to go to the hospital? Is it because of the pressure? No, what are you worried about with your grades? ."
Qu Mojing shook his head: "It's alright, hurry up and endorse it, the head teacher will come later."
The reading starts at 7:00 in the morning, but the class will ask to be there 15 minutes in advance, and basically start the endorsement when it arrives. Qu Mojing was secretly glad that he was used to getting up early, otherwise he would be late. Looking at the homework in front of her, she was secretly relieved. When she was in school, she would choose to complete the homework in a piecemeal time. She learned well and did the questions fast. Basically, she could finish most of the homework before school, or even do it ahead of time. Just flipping through the empty math problems, she was always calm and a little uneasy.
No matter how well she has learned, over the past ten years, she has become extremely unfamiliar with those textbook knowledge, but it is not that she does not know how to do it. Looking at a loss.
After completing the simple choice fill-in-the-blank questions, she had no idea about the geometric proof questions, and even the most basic congruent proof steps she forgot most of the steps. How to lay down S.
After so many years of not doing math problems, she really didn't have the heart to do it anymore. She rubbed her brows, turned her head and glanced at the classroom, and then looked at the clock hanging at the back of the classroom. It's already 6:50, why hasn't Lin Qinghan come yet
She Jiayi watched her frowning and looked out the door when she endorsed the book, and she was a little curious: "Mo Sheng, you don't do the questions and don't endorse, what are you looking for?"
Qu Mojing shook her head: "I didn't find anything." After speaking, she hesitated, looking at the lonely table and chairs in the last row and asking She Jiayi, "Is Lin Qinghan sitting there?"
She Jiayi looked over and hesitated: "I don't know if it's Lin Qinghan, I can't remember her name. But she's a bit strange, since she entered our class, I haven't seen her speak or communicate with others. . Sitting on the seat with his head down all day, like a wooden man."
After speaking, she asked Qu Mojing strangely, "Why did you ask her?"
As she was talking, She Jiayi patted her: "Okay, the head teacher is here, let him see me talking to you, I will be criticized again."
Seeing her helplessly, Chen Yao shook her head and pushed the book in front of her: "Hurry up and recite it."
After the head teacher Wang Wei entered the classroom, the sound of reading in the class was obviously raised by several decibels. The head teacher with reading glasses hanging down to the tip of his nose frowned on the empty seat. After a while, a figure hurriedly appeared at the door of the classroom.
She was still panting, but she was obviously too embarrassed, so she just held her breath in her chest and shouted a report.
Wang Weixing's face was a little dark. He didn't like this weird student very much. His grades were not very good.
"Why are you late? You're the only one in the class, and the books are all finished?" The voice was a little harsh, and the sound of reading in the class suddenly stopped, and more than 50 people in the class looked at Lin Qinghan and their head teacher.
Qu Mojing clearly noticed that Lin Qinghan's body became even more stiff, her head was lowered, and her fingers tugged the school uniform into a ball. Qu Mojing felt that her heart was also pulled into a ball. Thinking of what happened to her yesterday, she was only a teenage girl, and she was so cowardly, so you can imagine the feeling of being criticized in public.
Whether she is the Lin Qinghan or not, in terms of Qu Mojing's character, she can't see her being treated like this. In her eyes, Lin Qinghan is a child who needs to be cared for. Thinking of this, she stood up: "Teacher, Lin Qinghan was injured yesterday. She was late probably because of a foot injury."
Wang Weixing was stunned for a moment, then turned around and found that it was his favorite student, his tone slowed down: "How did you know Mo Sheng?" He knew that Lin Qinghan never talked to his classmates.
"I happened to meet her yesterday, and I sent her home."
"Really?" Wang Weixing's expression softened, and he went to ask Lin Qinghan again.
Lin Qinghan raised his head and glanced at Qu Mojing, and nodded lowly.
Wang Weixing waved his hand and watched Lin Qinghan staggered into the classroom, then praised Qu Mojing with a smile, and praised her for being helpful and taking the initiative to help the classmates in the class.
Qu Mojing looked at the girl who lowered her head, her frowning frowns did not loosen for a long time. She Jiayi was very curious: "Did you take her home yesterday?"
Qu Mojing nodded: "She was bullied."
She Jiayi frowned: "Although she is a little weird, she never provokes others. Who is so boring and bullying her? Why didn't you tell the teacher just now!"
Qu Mojing shook his head: "Speaking of which can't be fundamentally eliminated, no matter what he cares about, it's not a good thing for Lin Qinghan."
"Why?" She Jiayi was a little puzzled, and Chen Yao also stopped the endorsement and looked at her.
"The head teacher is just talking to Li Siying's head teacher. Not only will it not work, but it will also make her worse. Moreover, it is very likely that he will not care, so why let her feel the indifference of others again. What?" Qu Mojing said calmly, looking at the man smoking in the corridor in the distance. She is not a teenager, and she knows very well that if school violence is to be stopped, it cannot be solved simply by asking a teacher who doesn't pay attention to this student at all.
She Jiayi was silent for a while after listening, both Qu Mojing's expression and words made her a little heavy, she also glanced at Wang Weixing, thought about Qu Mojing's words and finally sighed.
But she was used to it, the child's sympathy and helplessness disappeared in a blink of an eye, and she came over and asked Qu Mojing: "Tell me, why are you suddenly interested in her. You must know that you didn't get along with your homework before. She spoke."
Qu Mojing looked at her friend's free-spirited temperament, and thought about the elegant and intellectual woman fourteen years later, her mood was a little complicated.
While they were talking and laughing together, the girl sitting alone in the last row secretly raised her head and looked at Qu Mojing, who looked indifferent but had some helplessness in her eyes, with a trace of envy hidden in her black eyes.
The author has something to say: This is not a novel. . . . I want to laugh