The scene suddenly became chaotic. Liu Xingzi jumped anxiously behind, and the boys who were helplessly excited by the sentiments were too tall, and vaguely heard those inexplicable comments. When he was in a hurry, Lu Chen's tall and thin figure appeared in his sight.
"Lu Chen! Here, here, come here! Something happened!" Liu Xingzi hurriedly waved, jumping and jumping.
At this time, another tall figure slowly walked at the school gate. Ouyang Liang, wearing a dark green school uniform and a pure white shirt, appeared with a schoolbag on his shoulders, with a noble temperament, calm as water, like the most dazzling star. Next to him stood another girl with the same dazzling long hair, gentle and gentle like a rose blooming, it was Li Qiangwei.
The two of them are like princes and princesses in fairy tales, standing together quietly and beautifully, the youthful breath exuding, infiltrating the somewhat bleak atmosphere in Pandora's campus.
Ouyang Liang frowned and looked at the chaotic scene on the side of the bulletin board, as well as the chattering discussions of good deeds, his heart sank, and he immediately speeded up his pace to rush there. Li Qiangwei's eyes quickly and gently pulled his sleeves, her face was a little pale, and she called cowardly: "Senior, it's messy over there... shall we go?"
"What are they doing noisily? I have to go over and have a look. Qiangwei, you are here to wait for me.
Li Qiangwei was unyielding, her tone was still gentle and timid: "I... I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and I want to go to the classroom to rest for a while."
Ouyang Liang Jun frowned, thought for a while, and had no choice but to answer: "Then I will take you to the classroom first. Where is it uncomfortable? Can I go by myself?"
Li Qiangwei nodded and smiled gratefully: "It's just that my stomach hurts a bit. Maybe I caught a cold while sleeping last night. We can go slowly." She gently took Ouyang Liang's arm and leaned against him with a smile. The cloud is light, gentle and beautiful, just like the affinity she shows in her daily life. However, in a place where Ouyang Liang could not see, her gaze inadvertently looked at the bulletin board, and the corner of her mouth curled up with a touch of success.
When approaching the teaching building, Ouyang Liang suddenly stopped under a big camphor tree, turned his head and stared at the girl beside him blankly: "Qiangwei, you have been back to China for so long, have you visited your sister's cemetery?"
Li Qiangwei was taken aback, her eyes turned red, she lowered her eyes and nodded: "I went with my father once... Except for my father and me, I am afraid that my mother no longer remembers that there was a daughter."
"Don't think so, maybe my aunt is just too sad."
"She's not sad, she's never sad. My sister is dead. I've never seen such a cold-blooded mother, who didn't even shed a single tear."
Hearing the resentment in the girl's words, Ouyang Liang frowned with worry: "Qiangwei, you are too extreme. It is not only crying that can express heartfelt crying. Auntie may not be an emotional person..."
"Senior, you don't understand!"
Li Qiangwei yelled with excitement, and suddenly found that a student next to her looked towards herself, and quickly lowered her voice: "Even when I returned to China this time, my father was obstructing him in every way, saying that I have a great future in the UK, so why did I suddenly say that I gave up? She gave up. But mother, never said half a word for me, she just doesn’t care, she doesn’t block or agree, just do whatever I want. My sister has been dead for so long, she never went to the tomb. And I returned to China for nearly half a year, and she never said a hundred words to me. When I faced her at home, I really felt better than facing a stranger."
Ouyang Liang didn't know what to say: "Qianwei..."
Li Qiangwei shook her head bitterly, as if to dissipate the depression in her heart, and whispered: "Senior, you don't have to worry about me. I am not a kid anymore. What I am doing is clear in my heart. I was obsessed with that person, and I felt very happy as long as I looked at his pictures, but because my sister liked him, I didn't want to fight with her. But he didn't cherish her sister's intentions at all, and actually forced her to death..."
Ouyang Liang's expression suddenly changed, and his tone became serious: "Qianwei, you don't care about these things. I'll take care of it."
"No, this is not your business, this is my sister's business, this is my business! I finally begged my father to let me go back to China, so I would never sit idly by!"
"Then what can you do? Kill Lu Chen?" Ouyang Liang said coldly: "Not to mention whether Yuzhu really committed suicide because Lu Chen refused her blow, even if it was really because of this incident, you What can I do? After all, this is Yuzhu’s own problem. The psychological quality is too poor to withstand such a small blow..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Qiangwei's eyes suddenly resented: "Senior, what's wrong with you, do you really like Yun Xizhao? For her to say such things to excuse Lu Chen? But if you really If you like Yun Xizhao, just grab her! Shouldn't you stand on a front with me and hit Lu Chen fiercely? Why do you want to speak for him?"
"I'm not helping Lu Chen speak, I'm just stating the facts. Qiangwei, you are an innocent and kind girl, you shouldn't be involved in such hatred."
Li Qiangwei sneered: "I am not naive anymore. Since my sister's death, I have vowed that I must fight for her and recover the shame I once suffered! I tried my best to come back from England, and I will never stop there. Stop it."
Ouyang Liang was also a little annoyed: "Why are you so stubborn? I have said that you should not interfere in this matter!"
Li Qiangwei smiled miserably: "Well, are you still waiting for you to avenge your sister? Haha, you won't take revenge. Because you have already liked Yun Xizhao, I have no eyes, I can see it! But speaking, Yun Xizhao looks a lot like her sister, about the same figure, about the same appearance, and even a little bit like me. Senior, do you like her because she looks like her sister? You can't forget your sister, can you?"
"Rose..."
Thinking of Yuzhu's gentle and amiable appearance, Ouyang Liang suddenly felt a pain in his heart and felt helpless: "I have my own plans as you think about it. Since you have returned to China, you should accompany Uncle Li well, not every day. Stay with Wei Ting and mess around."
"Well, it's your business if you want to chase Yun Xizhao. I don't care about you, so please leave me alone. No one can stop my plan anyway."
Li Qiangwei turned around chicly, but was grabbed by the young man behind him by her arm.
Ouyang Liang stared at her closely, and asked seriously: "Did you hide something from me?"
Li Qiangwei suddenly felt that all this was too ridiculous, did he really think he was the innocent and kind girl before? The intrigue between women has been officially staged from the beginning of sensibility, and no one can stay out of the matter. She was just for the sake of her sister, no matter how much she did, it was excusable.
Ouyang Liang looked at Li Qiangwei sharply, only to get the opponent shrugged indifferently.
"Senior, there is going to be another great show in the school soon. Why don't you go to the bulletin board? Why do you keep staring at me?" The girl's expression was soft, and she smiled irrelevantly: "It's again What happened to Yun Xizhao, I don’t know what it's like to become a well-known celebrity."
Ouyang Liang's expression changed and he stared at her fiercely: "Qiangwei, you better not mess around!"
Li Qiangwei smiled with eyes crooked: "I'm not messing around, I'm just the official revenge that I have planned for a long time!"
This girl really doesn't listen to persuasion!
Ouyang Liang ran away in the direction of the bulletin board. By the time he rushed to the bulletin board out of breath, he saw that the students who had gathered together just now had been rushing around, leaving only the scattered glue marks on the glass showcase and the paper that had not been torn clean. .
The young man slowly walked forward and took off a white paper corner. The words "Fragrant and Beautiful Photos" were written on it. The front part was ripped off. I don't know what was written, but I think about it and I know it won't. It's a good thing. What did Qiangwei's words mean? Is she going to be unfavorable to Yun Xizhao
He stood in front of the bulletin board in a daze, his mood fluctuating for a while, and the waves in his indifferent eyes were surging.
The chaos that happened this morning quickly spread throughout Pandora's school. The teachers managed to calm the restless emotions of the students before finishing the first class. When the bell rang after class, the enthusiastic gossip immediately started flying all over the sky.
At this moment, the broadcast in every classroom suddenly sounded, frightening everyone, and the principal’s majestic voice came from the loudspeaker: “Attention all students, a school meeting is held at nine o’clock. Please rush to the playground to gather! Each class teacher is responsible for it. For disciplinary issues in this class, no classmates are allowed to ask for leave. Let me tell you again. A school-wide meeting will be held at nine o'clock. Please rush to the playground to gather..."
Did you make trouble to the principal so soon
Everyone looked at each other, is there a school ethics renovation meeting
Alas, Yun Xizhao from Class A of the second year of high school is really unlucky, and all the unlucky things have happened!
That day.
The morning sun cannot soothe the gloomy faces of Pandora's students. The breeze is no longer as warm as it once was. The cold is looking for all opportunities to penetrate into the pores. The dark green school uniform has lost its former luster and has become gray. Everything seems to be cast a heavy shadow.
Several important leaders of the school sat lined up behind the podium. The playground was silent. Many girls had tears in their eyes, and boys lowered their heads in silence.
Has winter come without warning? People can't even adapt.
The sun was a bit dim, with a hint of cold light, like a lifeless child, silently emitting its own light in the corner.
The corners of Lu Chen's pure white clothes moved with the wind, and the wind gently messed up his black hair. His thin figure was lonely but stubborn on the empty podium, and there was an incomparable arrogance in the despair. He obtained the consent of the school leader and gave him the opportunity to stand on the stage and explain to the teachers and students of the school what the "porn photos" appeared on the publicity board this morning.