"Qingqing, can you give me another chance? I will never believe Ye Anya's words easily again." Cheng Fangyi's painful expression was full of pleading.
Ye Nanqing stared at that disgusting face and sneered coldly.
Sure enough, the man is so drunk that he will act until you cry.
Does Cheng Fangyi know that he is now like a lunatic released from a mental hospital?
The car window slowly rolls down...
What caught his eye was not the face Cheng Fangyi was expecting, but a cold man.
Cheng Fangyi's mind went blank for a moment.
This man was something he had never seen before.
But the person sitting next to Ye Nanqing was not Lu Ran?
The next second, Cheng Fangyi quickly understood and said to Gu Sihan:
"You are the bodyguard hired by Lu Ran, right? Get out of the way, I have something to tell Qingqing."
Very confident.
Tang Zhuo on the side was shocked.
The next second, he saw the two people sitting in the car, holding their big hands with their small hands in a very ambiguous posture.
His eyes suddenly widened, full of fear and anger, and he raised his hands and shouted angrily:
"Ye Nanqing, what are you thinking? Why would you rather be with Lu Ran's bodyguard than with me? In your eyes, am I not even as good as a bodyguard?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce force grabbed Cheng Fangyi's collar and pulled him away a few meters away.
A heavy punch hit him on the chest.
Cheng Fangyi almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Tang Zhuo stared at him warningly, "Although I'm not as good at hitting as Brother Yi, but I can hit a pretty boy like you with one punch at a time!"
After saying that, a series of fists fell on Cheng Fangyi's face like raindrops.
Cheng Fangyi held his head and was unable to fight back. He said vaguely: "Hit someone rather than slap in the face. You broke my face. How can I get back to Ye Nanqing?"
Tang Zhuo became even more angry, jumped up and kicked the person away a few meters away.
Are you still thinking of chasing back the young lady? Just chase her with a hammer!
Cheng Fangyi's stomach churned and he vomited it out, and he sobered up a little after drinking.
After vomiting, I raised my head again and saw that the car and the people in it had left.
He stared at the back of the car and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.
I still can't figure it out, where did I lose?
He staggered towards his car, police sirens blaring all around him.
Two traffic police motorcycles stopped in front of him, and the people on the cars got out and held him back.
"Drunk driving! Detention!"
"..."
Fu Xiaoyan waited in the classroom for a long time, glancing at Ye Nanqing's seat from time to time.
Finally, around ten o'clock, Ye Nanqing arrived.
She watched Ye Nanqing walk over from the corner of her desk, and before she could call her out, she saw Pang Rui stand up angrily.
The chair legs made a screeching sound as they dragged against the floor.
Pang Rui threw the standard answer he had been handed out into Ye Nanqing's face with a "swish", his eyes sneered sarcastically:
"Ye Nanqing! What is on your mind? Why do you do such stupid things?"
"Do you think you can prove that you are not a fool just by copying the standard answers?"
Why on earth did he think that Ye Nanqing could really score 142 points?
I'm so dizzy!
Pang Rui made an unintentional move, and the staple carried on the paper hit the girl's fair and tender face, making a cut and breaking the skin.
Ye Anya on the side witnessed this detail and lowered her head as if she hadn't seen it. Her eyes were as cold as snake venom.
You deserve it, she thought to herself.
Pang Rui didn't say sorry.
Because saying such polite words to Ye Nanqing is a sign of weakness.
His face was still cold, "Don't do this kind of thing in the future to embarrass our Class 7!"
Ye Nanqing reached out and touched the painful scratch on his face.
It's not painful, but it's slightly swollen.
But the look of resentment in Pang Rui's eyes when he turned around was accurately captured by her.
She never remembered what extremely outrageous things Pang Rui did to her in her previous life.
Most of the time, he just sat in his seat quietly answering questions.
But it turns out that all relationships will become hateful once they involve things you care about and interests.
Ye Nanqing raised a cold smile at the corner of her mouth, and at that moment she looked like a trapped animal in an ice cave.
"Pang Rui, it's the head teacher who has to reprimand you for saying this. It's not your turn! Why are you so angry? Because if it weren't for me, would you be number one among all the freshman contestants?"
All the contestants knew what they were doing. On the surface, the teacher said that this exam was just a basic test of everyone's abilities.
But in fact, the students who top the test in each grade will definitely be trained individually by experienced teachers to become elite players to participate in competitions.
Pang Rui's body stiffened when he sat down, and his shoulders were raised high.
The next second, as if someone was telling someone something that was on his mind, he gritted his teeth angrily and said:
"I never thought about comparing myself with a poor student like you, because you are not comparable to me. I only care about what others think of Class 7!"
"Really? Is what you are thinking really like what you said?" The girl's cold eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
Pang Rui was a little uncomfortable with her eyes.
He frowned, with nowhere to put his hands and feet, "It's still too late for you to go to Teacher Xing and admit your mistake now. This is your only way out."
Ye Nanqing looked away coldly, "It's never up to you whether I have a way out. I didn't do anything wrong, and I can't admit it."
This tone was harsh and tough.
Pang Rui didn't know why Ye Nanqing was still so stubborn.
"But it's wrong for you to plagiarize!" he said angrily with his eyes widened.
"Then which of your eyes saw that I plagiarized?" Ye Nanqing's voice was not lower than his at all, but sharper.
Pang Rui's ears hurt from the sound, and his heart became even more congested.
"You said you didn't plagiarize? Does that mean you really got the 142 points?"
Other students could not stand it any longer, and they all sarcastically said:
"Ye Nanqing, everyone knows how bad your grades are. Now you have scored higher than both Ye Anya and Pang Rui. How is this possible?"
"Even if you plagiarize, you should still get a score that is consistent with your level. Don't be so outrageous."
"Pang Rui is right, you might as well post an apology on Tieba and don't make this matter a big deal."
"..."
Ye Nanqing smiled coldly, "Everyone of you said that I plagiarized, just like you said that I was unclean, but none of you came up with evidence, and you just relied on your self-righteousness to judge the truth!"
"When will it take you to get rid of this bad habit?"
Some of the people who had just spoken suddenly fell silent.
At the beginning, they also accused Ye Nanqing of being disorderly and humiliating Class Seven.
But then he just slapped himself in the face.
Now it seems like the scene is happening again.
But... even if there is no evidence, Ye Nanqing's score of 142 is indeed outrageous.