Strong Counterattack

Chapter 9

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Lu Chengle is Ye Zhixia's boyfriend.

The two were both golden boys and girls, and the teacher mentioned it a few times at first, but later found that their grades had not declined, so he let them go.

After transferring to another school, the original owner didn't have much communication with Lu Chengle, and he didn't bother to break up with Ye Zhixia, so he kept holding back.

But Ye Ang...

She does not!

She doesn't!

Ye Ang: What is Ye Zhixia doing recently

Lu Chengle: Why did you suddenly ask her

Ye Ang: You should ask her what she did. I transferred to No. 2 Middle School as she said, what else does she want

Ye Ang: Taking over the earth

Ye Ang: If you keep wandering in front of me, I will let her know how meteorites land.

It took more than ten minutes for the other person to reply again.

Lu Chengle: What

Lu Chengle: She is not in good health. She has been hospitalized recently and has not come to school.

Ye Ang: Oh. But what does her illness have to do with me? Can this also be blamed on me? Is there something wrong

Lu Chengle:?

Ye Ang sent all the photos he had taken before.

Ye Ang: From your school. She said that I bullied her to the point where she had a psychological shadow and that she was afraid of being held accountable, so she ran away from the experiment. So she was hospitalized because I bullied her

Ye Ang: He also spent money to go to No. 2 Middle School to spread rumors to make me unable to stay. Six people called me out to cause trouble. How about it? To be so awesome

Ye Ang: Who bullies whom? I almost believed it. I'm quite happy to switch back to the experiment, I've thought about it.

Ye Ang: Tell her! If Ye Zhixia keeps chirping about me outside, the green leaves will be dyed a different kind of red.

After sending the text message, Ye Ang habitually blocked him.

Opposite him, Lu Chengle looked at his phone in confusion for a while.

He originally wanted to say whether Ye Ang was crazy, but the picture that had been loaded for a long time was finally displayed.

Separated by an iron net, six bewildered faces looked more like...

Visit in prison.

He fingered the keyboard on his phone and clicked edit.

Lu Chengle: There must be a misunderstanding. I'll go find someone to ask. Xia Xia is not such a person.

After sending the letter, he waited a long time for a reply, so he stopped paying attention. Take your phone and ask the person next to you.

"do you know it?"

"I don't know him. But he looks familiar. He should be from another class, right? You can go and ask." The classmate looked at the photo and said, "They should be in the same grade. I seem to have seen him during exercises."

Lu Chengle nodded and took his mobile phone to ask other classes.

Sure enough, I asked.

Among the six, four are in the third class of high school, and two are in the second grade of high school.

The two sophomore boys pointed him in the direction and gave him a name: "I just get paid to do things. You can ask him."

Lu Chengle returned to the fifth floor to find the person behind the money.

"It's you, right?" Lu Chengle was sure when he saw him, and handed him his phone to see: "You went to No. 2 Middle School to find Ye Ang? And you asked people to spread rumors about her?"

The other party admitted it without hesitation and had a very tough attitude: "What about me? What do you want to do? Who are you going to stand up for?"

Lu Chengle: "I don't know where you got the news, but I hope you won't spread rumors casually. She is sister Xia Xia. Xia Xia was hospitalized recently because of a cold and fever. It is not the mental damage caused by campus bullying as you said. If you If you have a grudge against Ye Ang, don’t use Xia Xia’s name.”

"Have I mentioned Ye Zhixia to her? It's obvious that she has a guilty conscience, right?" The boy frowned and expressed great dissatisfaction with Lu Chengle: "I said she is crazy, right? Come to complain to you? Whose boyfriend are you? "

Lu Chengle was also a little dissatisfied and said coldly: "Yes, Ye Zhixia is my girlfriend, so please clarify your position."

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"I said she was blind and actually fell in love with you!" The other party suddenly became angry, "Are you still a man? Just watching your girlfriend being bullied?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Chengle said, "I told you that you misunderstood, don't get involved with Xia Xia! She has transferred to No. 2 Middle School and now you are bullying her!"

The other party clearly looked at her and sneered twice: "So Xia Xia complained to me and didn't tell you. What kind of girlfriend can you, the holy father everywhere, find? Go to the West to learn the scriptures and become immortal."

"She said she was hospitalized because she was beaten by Ye Ang?" Lu Chengle frowned, "She complained to you?"

The other party raised her chin and said proudly: "I asked her why she didn't come to school, and she said she didn't want to come. I asked her why she didn't want to come, and she said she was afraid. I said do you know about Ye Ang's transfer? She just said she didn't want to. Mention this matter. Isn’t this a psychological shadow? Isn’t this Ye Ang’s problem and whose problem is it?!”

Lu Chengle felt that there was something wrong with these words, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Or maybe it was the other person's tone that strongly affected his mood.

"I went to see her and she was in good spirits." Lu Chengle said, "You have made a mistake in your own understanding. Don't use others as a weapon."

The other party was disdainful.

Lu Chengle directly dialed Ye Zhixia's number. It only beeped twice and the other party quickly picked up.

Lu Chengle controlled his voice well so as not to reveal any clues. Asked: "Are you asleep?"

Ye Zhixia: "No. Aren't you studying in the evening now?"

"Are you feeling better about your cold?"

"The fever has subsided." Ye Zhixia laughed twice, "I will come to school tomorrow! I originally came back yesterday, but the weather forecast said that the cold air will be down recently, and the doctor told me not to blow the wind to avoid recurrence. Mom told the teacher I asked for the test paper and asked me to review it at home."

Lu Chengle glanced sideways at the boy.

Lu Chengle continued to ask calmly: "Is Ye Ang at home?"

"Not here. She went to live in school." Ye Zhixia asked, "Do you have anything to do with your sister? She had a fight with her parents before, ran out and never came back."

Lu Chengle: "Some people said that you complained to him and said that you were bullied by Ye Ang, so you didn't want to come to school."

Ye Zhixia said "huh?" and then said: "No, she is my sister. I really want to get along with her, but it's a pity that she was angry with me and left."

The boy was stunned, frowning and looking a little embarrassed.

Lu Chengle was also a little strange, and questions popped up in his mind one after another.

Lu Chengle: "Do you know why Ye Ang transferred to another school?"

Ye Zhixia: "You can transfer if you want. My parents have never been able to control her."

Lu Chengle paused for a moment, then tentatively said: "But she said no. She said you and your parents asked her to transfer. She quite wants to come back, after all, she is already in her senior year of high school."

Ye Zhixia was surprised: "Really? I don't know! I happened to be sick at that time, and my mother told me so disappointedly."

"Oh." Lu Chengle hesitated and said, "It's better not to say things that can easily be misunderstood to others."

"What's wrong with me?" Ye Zhixia said aggrievedly, "Who did I misunderstand?"

Lu Chengle: "It's nothing. I have to go to class. I'll fail first."

Lu Chengle hung up the phone and said to the boy, "Did you hear that? Don't do reading comprehension by yourself in the future."

The other party didn't want to admit defeat in front of Lu Chengle, and said stubbornly: "Then it's wrong for her to hit people, right?"

Lu Chengle: "I suggest you apologize to her, because what you did went too far."

Lu Chengle sent several more text messages to Ye Ang to explain the matter. But like a stone sinking into the sea, there is no news.

Because the evening self-study had already begun, he would arouse suspicion if he stayed out for too long, so he went back to class without saying anything more.

At 9:30 in the evening, during the third period of evening self-study, Lao Liu emerged from the back of the classroom, reminded everyone of discipline, and then called Ye Ang to come out.

"Ye Ang, have you finished your homework?"

Ye Ang narrowed his eyes and said, "My mother is looking for me again?"

"No, the teacher is looking for you." Lao Liu said, "The teacher just wants to have a casual chat with you, please come out."

Ye Ang dropped his pen and followed him to the office.

"Teacher, are you going to fight again?"

Lao Liu pointed to the empty seat of the physics teacher next to him and motioned for her to sit down: "No, no, no, I want to talk to you about other things."

Ye Ang: "What are you talking about?"

"It's just a casual chat, don't be nervous." Old Liu poured her a glass of water, "Do you have a bad relationship with your parents?"

Ye Ang leaned on the armrest and muttered: "I should say... it's bad, right? But I'm about to turn eighteen and no longer need a guardian. So it doesn't matter."

Lao Liu thought for a moment and said, "I think young people..."

Ye Ang: "I am a mature young man."

Old Liu said with a smile: "How come you have matured?"

"Then do you think maturity should be divided from the perspective of age?"

"of course not."

"Yes, it should be divided based on the understanding of the world." Ye Ang said, "I am fully prepared and have a complete plan for my life in the next few decades, and I am sure that I can bear it. "

Old Liu: "How do you understand society?"

Ye Ang: "I really understand."

After all, she has been crawling around for so many years.

"Hidden rules, pressure from above, bullying, favoritism, privilege, insider connections, insider evaluations, and slander. Which of my families and schools don't have these things? The campus is pure when we don't realize it, but I have no choice but to I have a pair of eyes that see darkness. So I can see clearly, am I not experiencing a small society?" Ye Ang crossed his hands and said, "I'm not naive. I'm involved in the analysis of our country's economic environment, industry planning and career future. Yes. My parents can't give me appropriate advice, and I don't expect to get financial support from them. I'm mentally strong, and even my parents' blows can't bring me down. Am I not mature enough?"

Old Liu was speechless.

Ye Ang: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Old Liu said sadly: "Study hard. The monthly exam will be taken next week. You turned in too late and it's almost the end of the semester. If you can't keep up, remember to tell the teacher."

"I understand." Ye Ang smiled mysteriously, "Let's create great results together!"

Lao Liu nodded helplessly: "Yes."

The next day is Saturday.

After class in the morning, Ye Ang picked up his heavy schoolbag and prepared to leave.

Shen Kuo looked at her bulging schoolbag and asked in surprise: "Are you going home?"

Ye Ang: "No, I'm going to experiment."

Shen Kuo suddenly became energetic, jumped up and said, "Can I go with you?!"

"No need. I'll come back as soon as I go. You can't get in without your experimental school uniform." Ye Ang said, "If you don't fight, there will be no one in the school on Saturday."

Shen Kuo: "Then what's in your bag?"

Ye Ang patted himself on the back: "It's all money."

Printing money is valuable, especially color printing these days.

All the money Ye Ang got from Xiaopang was used for printing, and in the end it was just a pile.

Ye Ang was ready, raised his hand and said, "I'm leaving. See you tonight!"

Ye Haoxue looked at her and turned around to leave, and said, "No, why am I, Sister Ye, going?"

Shen Kuo said seriously: "The expedition has begun."

Ye Ang still keeps the experimental school uniform, but the meal card is probably canceled. But the access control in this era is not so strict. After all, she had been studying in the laboratory for two years, so the doorman should be familiar with her.

She said she had forgotten her meal card, and the other party generously let her in.

Ye Ang walked into the teaching building and spent an afternoon stuffing printed sheets with photos of six people into each class. There are also Easter eggs stuffed in many corners. The office door was closed, so I passed it through the crack in the door.

Finally, she came to her original class, took out a bottle of super glue she bought, and applied it to the blackboard at the back. Slap a statement on it.

This bottle of superglue is expensive. I bought it from a cobbler near the school for ten yuan a bottle.

After finishing, he clapped his hands and returned to No. 2 Middle School.