At this time, the classmates who were a little unhappy with her seemed to have found a way to vent, but they kept saying their dissatisfaction with her in the group.
Several girls in the class have a very good impression of Yin Zhu. They played football together and thought that Yin Zhu would not be that kind of person, but the video photos were placed there to let them face some of the class’s bad words about Yin Zhu. Somewhat at a loss.
"Yin Zhu is still in the group, is it really good for you to say bad things in front of others like this."
"And the ones who posted these videos and photos weren't classmates in our class. We didn't have any remarks on their names. There were only 30 people in our class. Who invited the extra person? Didn't the class leader kick them?"
The group suddenly fell silent.
The person who posted these was also kicked out, but some people in the class saved the videos and photos and talked to other friends on WeChat.
Soon, Yin Zhu beat people and passed them to every corner of the school one by one.
Some were shocked, some couldn't believe it, and some talked about it.
Overnight, Yin Zhu kept talking to the people in the school like this, and it became more and more intense.
"I heard that her character is not very good a while ago, and the videos and photos that have been sent out now are really hammering."
"The seniors in high school who liked her probably vomited blood when they saw it, and they really shocked my jaw."
"She looks at such a quiet and beautiful girl, why does she still have this face in private? I really don't believe it, I like her very much."
Knowing this, Li Luo hurried to find her. While comforting her, she chewed her tongue behind her back. Hearing someone who said Yin Zhu was not good, she went up to argue with those people.
She let Li Luo ignore it.
In fact, she didn't give them any influence on what they should learn.
At first seeing those, negative emotions will inevitably occur in her heart, but now her whole heart is on Zhou Yu, what the school people say or say she does not have the mood and leisure to pay attention to.
As for who was behind her, she could also guess.
These tricks were done on her a few years ago, and the methods were very similar to Chen Lu.
And Zhang Xinxin who suddenly turned to Yizhong.
She didn't want to talk about it, just wanted to know his news.
It's been a day.
The message was not returned.
No one was there, only a chair beside her.
She gradually began to empty a piece of her heart.
The Chinese teacher was speaking on the podium, and when she called her to answer the question, she called a few times, but did not respond. The male classmates sitting near her did not remind her.
It was only when a few girls in front called her name.
She stood up.
The Chinese teacher frowned and glanced at the people in the class, then regained his kindness on the face, and repeated the question.
When I finished answering, I almost fell down when I sat down.
Several people in the class gave out small laughs.
Her chair did not know when it was moved back.
She lowered her eyes, raised the chair a little, and sat upright, as if nothing had happened.
No irritation or irritation, calm on his fair face.
"What's the matter with our classmates?"
"Is it funny?"
"How do you get along with your classmates? You are in the second year of high school and you are not too young. You should know that respecting others is the most basic courtesy! Who else laughed just now? Stand up for me.
It was the first time that the Chinese teacher became angry in class. Everyone in the class bowed their heads and dared not make any noise.
After class, the depressive atmosphere eased.
The Chinese teacher stepped off the podium, instead of walking toward the door, but walking toward her.