Milk Tea Flavor In Love

Chapter 228: Two hundred and twenty-eight cups of milk tea

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"There is also Zhang Xinxin, who transferred to your class. She actually came here to tell me bad things about you. She provokes the relationship between me and you. Now she has a lot of moths, and she always asks others to give her homework. Copy it, and she picked it up on the post bar, saying that she was the one who posted those videos and photos. I think everyone in your class is starting to stay away from her."

Yin Zhu didn't feel anything, after all, she really didn't pay much attention to it.

As for Zhang Xinxin, seeing Yin Zhu face so many people's cynicism towards her, and the result was that people ignored it at all, and it didn't affect her at all. She felt frustrated. In addition, Zhou Yuren came back, and she was very impatient and panicked now. , Which led to her successive failures in later exams and dropped out of Class A.

She tried desperately to tell the people around Yin Zhu that Yin Zhu was not doing well, and as a result people became more alienated from her.

She even opened her sleeves to show people her scars, saying that it was caused by Yin Zhu's pouring sulfuric acid on her. As a result, she saw the disgust in the eyes of some of them.

Where is the mistake? Obviously she is the most popular person. Why doesn't everyone believe her? This is how Yin Zhu made her like this!

She is going crazy!

So she couldn't manage so much anymore, she went directly to the manager of Class A to find her, causing trouble, and completely tearing her skin away.

She cried and made a lot of noise, and said all vicious words to Yin Zhu.

The class was shocked, looking dumbfounded at Zhang Xinxin, who was once a member of their class.

Yin Zhu just watched her make trouble in such a calm manner.

Zhou Yu was next to her, protecting her, in case Zhang Xinxin rushed towards her when he was emotionally unstable.

In fact it is the same.

When Zhang Xinxin finished venting and she was speechless, Yin Zhu walked up to her.

"Zhang Xinxin."

It's no longer heart-to-heart.

"After so long, you still haven't changed a bit. You always blame your faults on me."

"Sulfuric acid was originally used by you to splash me. The person who caused the injury on your hand was not me. In other words, the sulfuric acid was brought by you, and the person who indirectly harmed you was yourself. What are you clinging to? Are you all clear?"

"It's not good to live each other's lives well, do you have to tear it to death."

"Aren't you tired?"

"I don't know why you hate me so much, but now, you are still biting the past, do you not let me go, or you will not let go."

She had bright eyes and looked at Zhang Xinxin:

"You are no longer my friend, don't deceive yourself anymore."

Zhang Xinxin looked dull as if he had drawn out his soul.

Yes, she is no longer Yin Zhu's heart.

Zhang Xinxin dropped out of school.

At the end of the second year of high school, time rushed like riding on a rocket.

There are more and more test papers, and the teacher feels that the time for class is a lot shorter. They constantly brush up the questions and have endless tests.

When Nanzhou No. 1 Middle School welcomed a new batch of high school freshmen, they became the biggest seniors in No. 1 Middle School.

They are in their third year of high school.

Began to really race against time.

The third year of high school is not as free as the first two of high school, and late self-study is a must.

Self-study this evening.

Yin Zhu exhaled after finishing the last question on the test paper.

Zhou Yu sat next to her and looked at the phone, reaching out and squeezing her hand from time to time.

She has been at the table with him for so long, and found that he has grown a lot taller these days, and the contours of that face have become more charming.

Because of this, I can't hide. The junior high school freshman recently appeared on the third floor of the high school frequently. When passing by their class, she couldn't help but stop and watch her as a handsome man forced to be at the same table.