The boys obviously didn't expect that Qi An'an would suddenly stand up and scold them, not to mention they didn't expect, Jiang Lu had already sat down with a calm expression, and when he heard Qi An'an's voice, he frowned slightly and cast his gaze forward .
Qi Anan didn't know anything about this, and was still teaching the kid: "What are you doing sitting here? Did the school teach you to get together and gossip? It's so ugly. Take care of yourself, don't gossip all day Always thinking about how to satirize others, the fish who slipped through the nine-year compulsory education must be talking about you."
The faces of a few boys turned red when she said it. In fact, they didn't know anything. They just listened to the adults and learned it ignorantly.
After being scolded by Qi An'an, he couldn't hold back his face by himself, and couldn't help but retort: "Why are you in a hurry? Did we say something wrong? The two of you obviously have a relationship, otherwise why would you speak for him like this."
What kind of thinking is this? Qi Anan retorted: "We are related. Is it strange that we are friends? I have a mother-daughter relationship with my mother, a father-daughter relationship with my dad, and a brother-sister relationship with my brother. How did it fall into your eyes? It’s not normal either? Is the thing on your neck still called a head?”
While Qi Anan was speaking, he did not forget to bring all the contradictions to himself, and spoke from her as the starting point, as if he was angry for himself.
It sounds like Jiang Lu was affected by her, not because she was influenced by Jiang Lu.
"You guys, apologize to Jiang Lu." Seeing that they had nothing to say, Qi Anan said without giving in.
"Ah? What did you say?" The boy seemed to have heard some joke, and couldn't believe his ears, "You asked us to apologize to that wild... Are you kidding me?"
Qi Anan looked at him inexplicably, and asked back: "I don't have the time to joke with you. You said something wrong and hurt others. Isn't it normal to apologize?"
The boy seemed to have been greatly insulted: "Let me apologize?! Why should I apologize to him? What is he! I..."
"Apologize if I ask you to apologize," Qi An'an said with a dark face, "Don't mess with me, you should know that you can't afford to mess with me." Never mind, anyway, she was a rich and powerful bully in the eyes of everyone before, and this person is going to take it now. It's just easy to use.
The boy wanted to say something more, but his companion tugged at his sleeve from behind. Qi An'an has a background at first glance. She takes luxury cars to and from school, and even when she transfers in, the principal personally guides her to her seat. All the teachers are polite to her. This kind of person, ordinary people can't afford to provoke them.
Finally, those boys who gossip about tongues lowered their heads unwillingly, facing Jiang Lu, with a voice like a mosquito snoring: "...I'm sorry, I, we shouldn't say that about you."
Qi Anan felt extremely comfortable watching from the sidelines. She had thought about it. Sooner or later, there would be such a day. She had to let everyone realize in front of the whole class that Jiang Lu was her good friend and she would protect him. Others cannot and are not allowed to bully him at will.
This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is just right to take advantage of. In the future, if she reverses her unpleasant persona, maybe she can pull Jiang Lu into the class group together, and let Jiang Lu make some sincere friends.
He has gone through so much, and finally dug out the hard inner shell, and there is still a soft part inside. He is a gentle person by nature, and he will definitely make good friends.
…
Jiang Lu really didn't expect that things would turn out like this in the end. Ever since he was a child, he has long been indifferent to insults and verbal abuse from others. If every time someone scolds him, he has to go up and question him, asking for some fairness, then it will appear that he is extremely stupid.
He never thought that he would get an apology one day. Just thinking about this kind of thing makes him feel ridiculous.
Jiang Lu sat up slightly, his gaze passed lazily over the boys, and fell on Qi An'an's eyes.
He looked at her, her eyes were still bright and clean, as if there was a crystal light in them, looking at him with a hint of expectation.
The knuckles of Jiang Lu's fingers turned white, only he knew how hard he was squeezing the pen holder, and only he heard the "click" sound of the fragile plastic.
"It's okay." Finally Jiang Lu said in a deep voice, he lowered his eyelashes, and the crow's wing-like eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.
…
At the beginning of the class, Qi An'an listened carefully to a few words with a sense of substitution, but soon she lost her mind. Now they are studying the content of the third year of junior high school, and the high school entrance examination will be in a few months. For her who was once considered a top student, the content is indeed simpler.
She was thinking now, what did Jiang Lu's expression mean at the end? Those people apologized to him, but he didn't look very happy, but he didn't seem angry either.
Oh forget it, it's too complicated, Qi An'an can't figure out her cub, so he can only say that he is worthy of becoming a boss in the future, and there is an unfathomable temperament at such a young age.
She rested her chin in thought, let go of this matter, and thought about another matter in her mind. Jiang Lu's tablemate is a big problem. According to the description in the book, no one wants to be at the same table with him. Every time no matter who is sitting next to him, within a few days, the parents will call to communicate with the teacher , but the next one is the same.
In the end, "Qi An'an" came up with a "good idea" for the teacher, let Jiang Lu sit alone in the corner of the classroom, completely isolated from the whole class, no one at the same table, so that no one would be offended.
It was described like this in the book, but Qi An'an would definitely not let this happen now. There are a few students in this class with good personalities, but the fact that the children are fine does not mean that the parents will agree. After much deliberation, it seems that the most suitable candidate is only myself.
She is extremely happy, and no one at home cares about it.
But... would it seem too radical? Originally, Zai Zai misunderstood her a lot, so if he took the initiative to switch to him, would it appear as if she was plotting against him again
After class, Qi Anan went to the water room with a water glass to fetch water. When passing by the teacher's office, she caught a few key words in the conversation. She stopped and stood quietly outside the door.
Several teachers inside were chatting relaxedly, the door was ajar, and what they said fell into Qi An'an's ears clearly.
"Wang Minhui's parents called me again today, saying that they have to change their child's seat no matter what. What do you call this? How many people have been changed back and forth? Is it the same result?"
"Then you have to change too, Mr. Zhang, Wang Minhui in your class is a good student in study, with such good grades, don't let this matter delay you any longer."
Teacher Zhang sighed helplessly: "Study well, that's true. But if you say study well, isn't Jiang Lu not good at study? He gets first in every exam."
"Cut," a greasy man's voice came with a sneer, "what's the use of studying these days? How many top students in colleges and universities still worry about work after graduation. Just Jiang Lu in your class has a withdrawn and gloomy personality." Shen Chen, looking at how many rebellious bones have grown on his body, how will this kind of person get along in society in the future?"
He lowered his voice a bit, "Also, it's not a matter of whether you can go to college or not. Our family has lived in this old town for more than ten years. I don't know if you have heard of his mother's crap, this bitch After giving birth, he didn’t care about it for a day. He was a hard-fated man, and he dragged himself to such a big age. He saved little by little tuition fees from picking up empty bottles and selling old newspapers. Big, how long can he last? There is no money, how can he study?"
A female teacher couldn't help but interjected and asked: "It's strange, he. Mom doesn't care about him at all, so why give birth to him?"
When gossiping and chatting, people are always lively. The male teacher's tone was a little excited: "Hey, I want to get close to the big guy. I heard that his father is a big boss who opened a film and television company in Beijing. He is amazing. His wealth is beyond our imagination. Didn't you just move your mind and want to give birth to a son to tie the man's heart? As a result, people just treat her as a plaything."
"Look at his mother's absurdity now, he can bring three men to the house in one night, and he looks so..." the male teacher said with a smile, "this child, who knows what will happen in the future..."
The more she said the more outrageous, Qi Anan couldn't listen anymore, she frowned and pushed open the door, the voice inside stopped abruptly, and the teachers all looked back at her.
Seeing her, the teachers immediately put on enthusiastic smiles. The female teacher sitting in the middle stood up and asked kindly, "An'an, what's the matter with you? What's the matter?"
This should be Teacher Zhang, the head teacher of their class. Qi Anan pursed her lips, and cut straight to the point: "Teacher, I want to be at the same table with Jiang Lu."
Teacher Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and the teachers behind him all looked at each other in blank dismay. She didn't understand what Qi Anan wanted to do all of a sudden, she just asked with a gentle smile: "Same table with...Jianglu? Really? Do your parents know about this?"
Qi An'an said: "I really want to be at the same table with him, my family won't care about that."
If Qi An'an's family doesn't ask, then she is indeed a good candidate. She proposed to be the tablemate herself, and her parents don't interfere, so she is really comfortable.
In this way, Jiang Lu's big trouble was solved, but Teacher Zhang still couldn't understand Qi An'an's request: "An An, why do you want to be at the same table with Jiang Lu?"
It can't be said that other people sit at the same table with him, and Zai Zai will have to be wronged in the end, so she won't worry about anyone. Qi Anan pursed her lips, looked at Teacher Zhang and said seriously, "Because Jiang Lu is the best student, I want to study with him."
Teacher Zhang was completely relieved, the little girl looked really good. There is no pretense of a wealthy daughter, it is so soft that people can't help but like it.
She nodded: "Okay, the teacher will arrange it for you, you can go back first."
…
The last class in the afternoon was self-study. As soon as the bell rang for the end of the penultimate get out of class, the female students around her immediately started packing up stationery and books. They moved very quickly, and they couldn't hide their excitement.
Jiang Lu didn't look at her, he didn't need to think about it, he, his new deskmate who hadn't been sitting for a long time, was finally able to stay away from such a place of right and wrong around him, it was gratifying.
In fact, he is fine sitting alone. Others hate him, and feel disgusted when they get close to him, but they don't know that the disgust in his heart is definitely not less than that of the other party.
"Boom—"
A tall bundle of books fell on the table next to him, interrupting his thoughts. The book was too high, and the pens on it wobbled down, rolling and rolling all the way to Jiang Lu's table.
Jiang Lu didn't look up at the people next to him, he glanced at the pen that rolled to his hand—a colorful cartoon pattern, a girl's pen.
The last time a pen accidentally rolled onto his desk, its owner threw it away without hesitation, and this time should be no exception.
Because it is very dirty, anything that gets contaminated with it will become unclean.
However, Jiang Lu didn't wait for the same ending this time, a small hand reached out, quickly picked up a few pens and held them in the palm of his hand, and even accidentally rubbed against the back of his hand.
Soft and warm.
Jiang Lu's hand froze for a moment. For others, unintentional physical contact is a very common and ordinary thing, but for him, it is almost an unprecedented experience.
He finally couldn't help but look up—