Ye Ci seemed to be stabbed severely by something.
She pursed her lips and smiled very shallowly.
"No, you are mistaken, I am not number one, I am number two."
The noisy classroom instantly fell silent.
Lin Zhouyang opened his mouth and scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Huh? This"
Ye Ci has been well-known in painting since she was a child, and she has been admirable as a talented woman all these years.
Everyone thought that this first place, she was sure.
Lin Zhouyang looked at her and said cautiously:
"It's actually pretty good to be second, isn't it? The second place in the Huaqing Cup, I don't know how many people I would envy to death!"
Of course not.
The first is the gold award. In addition to certificates and bonuses, the most precious thing is the recommended quota of Xijing University!
What is second
Missing the first place, all her previous efforts were in vain!
Ye Ci's mood was extremely bad, but in front of so many people, these emotions must never be shown.
She returned to her place, put down her backpack, and nodded slightly:
"For the competition, there is only one first. The skills are not as good as others, and I am convinced."
Hearing what she said, Lin Zhouyang immediately gave a thumbs up:
"That's right! Ye Ci, if you think so, this is the style of a general!"
She is indeed his goddess!
"Hey, but who the hell is it that can beat you?"
Everyone is actually curious about this question.
Cheng Xiangxiang just came in from outside the classroom with milk tea, and when he heard Lin Zhouyang's words, he snorted coldly.
"He's a gangster from the No. 7 Middle School! I heard his name is Wei or something? He skipped classes all day long, and his grades were very poor. In the end, he asked the boss to help correct his painting. Otherwise, he would be the first one!?"
No. 7 Middle School is only two streets away from No. 2 Middle School, but they have completely different styles of painting.
Not to mention the lowest enrollment rate in the city, the school spirit is still very chaotic, and the reputation is very bad.
What kind of characters can come out of that kind of school? Ye Ci actually lost
Lin Zhouyang looked bewildered:
"Why is the boss so good? You can win with a few changes?"
Cheng Xiangxiang handed the milk tea to Ye Ci, kicked the stool away and sat down.
"who knows."
She didn't go with her. Ye Ci mentioned these things. She didn't know that even if Wei Songzhe competed with his original pair, he would definitely win against Ye Ci.
Of course Ye Ci wouldn't say that much.
Ning Li glanced at the time, took out two papers, and got up to leave.
Ye Ci suddenly remembered something, turned her head and asked:
"Sister Ning Li?"
Ning Li stood still and turned around: "Is there something wrong?"
Ye Ci hesitated and asked:
"It's nothing, I just want to ask, have you been to the City Art Center today?"
She always felt that the figure was too similar.
Ning Li looked indifferent.
"What's wrong?"
"I heard that you didn't come this morning, and you just ran into another person there, and it feels like you."
Ning Li glanced at her and raised her eyebrows slightly.
He really "cared" about her, even if he wasn't at school, he still wanted to control her whereabouts.
"Didn't you say that you can't enter without an invitation?"
Ye Ci shut up.
Ning Li couldn't get the invitation for the Huaqing Cup, so naturally she couldn't get in either.
jingle-
The class bell rang, Ning Li stepped on the bell and went out from the back door of the classroom.
At the same moment, Tan Kailan came in through the front door.
She glanced towards the back door, and the expression on her serious face turned colder.
She had never seen such a good student!
So what about the perfect score in the comprehensive test? If you are so defiant, it will be difficult to become a master in the future!
Before, Sun Quan held a small meeting for them in private, saying that Ning Li is a special student, as long as she doesn't make mistakes of principle, just turn a blind eye and close her eyes, and let her go.
But here is school! If this goes on, something will happen sooner or later!
Ren Qian glanced back, lowered his voice and laughed:
"The temper of the new classmate is really wild, and I don't know who can subdue this great god."
Pei Song read the book, but suddenly the young man who came to pick Ning Li up when he was studying at night a few days ago suddenly appeared in his mind.
When she was by his side, Ning Li seemed to be a little different.
Although she still looked calm, she seemed to be a little warmer.
Especially when the two of them stood together, there seemed to be an inexplicable familiarity and tacit understanding. Her posture was relaxed, and her whole person seemed much more gentle and well-behaved. Her black and white pupils were as bright as stars.
He closed the book and brushed away those chaotic thoughts.
Ning Li went to the office of the physics group.
Zhou Fei had a class, so she asked her to sit in her seat and do the questions.
She was alone in the office.
She spread out a paper.
After about forty minutes, she stopped writing and changed to a second one.
The training of the Wujing class started a long time ago, and she joined halfway like this, so she has no advantage.
Zhou Fei also sent all the previous materials to her, which means that her daily amount of questions is almost several times that of others.
Fortunately, these are not burdensome to her.
After she finished, she checked the answers and put the paper away.
There are a lot of things on Zhou Fei's table, including figurines, coffee beans, and some miscellaneous little things, but nothing related to teaching materials.
His lectures are very lively, and he doesn't simply follow the textbook process, so he rarely takes those.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door.
She looked back and was taken aback.
"Master Cheng?"
The person who came was actually Cheng Xiyue.
He was followed by a man in a suit and leather shoes.
In his early thirties, he is full of elite style.
Cheng Xiyue led someone in.
"I went to look for you in your class just now, and they said you were here."
Ning Li felt strange in her heart.
"Young Master Cheng, what do you want me to do?"
"Little things."
Cheng Xiyue smiled and handed over a document bag,
"See if there is any problem with the things inside. If you have any questions, you can talk to Liang Lv."
Ning Li actually knew this person.
Liang Ze, representative of the legal department of the Cheng Group.
But what did Cheng Xiyue bring him here for
Ning Li took the file bag and took out the contents.
For a moment, she looked startled.
This was actually a well-drafted complaint.
The accused are those marketing accounts that spread rumors about her on the Internet.
"This is-"
"If you look okay, you can file a case."
Cheng Xiyue looked relaxed,
"The evidence is conclusive, and every case in custody is accurate."
Ning Li really didn't expect that he actually had such a plan.
No wonder all relevant news on the Internet that day was deleted overnight.
"Sister Ning Li, don't worry, you don't need to come forward for this matter, as long as you think these are all right, you don't need to worry about the rest."
Ning Li thought for a while and asked:
"Is this what Second Young Master Lu meant?"
Cheng Xiyue laughed:
"That's what I meant too."
Look at the little girl, how she was bullied.
Ning Li hesitated for a moment:
"Can I call him first and ask?"
Cheng Xiyue nodded.
Ning Li got up, went to the side and dialed the phone.
Cheng Xiyue suddenly remembered something: "Hey, by the way, it should be inconvenient for him to answer the phone now, why don't you wait—"
beep.
The phone is connected.
Cheng Xiyue's expression was indescribable.
He called Lu Huaiyu at this point, but was never answered!
"Ali?"
Lu Huaiyu's voice was deep and slightly hoarse.
"Second Young Master Lu—"
"What are you calling?"
Ning Li's lips moved.
".Second brother."
Lu Huai was satisfied with this:
"There is no class at this time, call me?"
Ning Li paused and said:
"It's about suing those marketing accounts. In fact, the truth has been clarified in the end, and this is really troublesome for you, or—"
Lu Huaiyu seemed to laugh, with a loose tone, but every word hit her eardrum.
"You little friend, don't you know it hurts?"
The little hands asking for votes and comments are waving wildly~~
(end of this chapter)