Give weak women a heart of steel

Chapter 14 Disputes in School
The girl looked at Xia Tingfei holding two bags of milk.

One is blue with blueberries and the other is red with strawberries.

She pursed her lips, turned her head again, and stepped forward.

The snow that had stopped falling began to fall again.

The girl just felt pain all over her body. Even after being compressed with ice water, she was still in unbearable pain.

Her stomach was empty and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

After crossing the Bridge of Tears, there were more and more people.

Some girls opened their umbrellas and looked proudly at those braving the snow.

"call."

Xia Tingfei held the milk and drank it without any scruples.

The strawberry and blueberry flavors were both sour and sweet, and Xia Tingfei couldn't tell the difference.

"But she should be able to tell the difference."

Xia Tingfei stood beside the girl.

"It's amazing," Xia Tingfei seemed to be sighing, "We are almost like a couple."

"Are you an idiot?"

As Hinazuki Kana said this, she kept walking: "Didn't I say it a long time ago? As long as you help me do that, you can do whatever you want."

"My answer is still, impossible."

Xia Tingfei looked at the girl's indifferent expression and inorganic profile, and felt that she was extraordinarily beautiful.

"cough cough"

Xia Tingfei coughed twice on purpose: "Classmate Chuyue, are you willing to do a part-time job?"

"part time?"

The girl lowered her head and muttered, but did not answer.

Xia Tingfei didn't say anything else.

The daily life at school is also extremely vulgar, no different from usual.

The students are still noisy and the teacher is tired.

"Okay, now let's start the roll call."

The bald old man raised his eyes and flipped through the roster.

They called names one by one: "Oka Shinji-san? Is Oka Shinji-san here?"

The old man muttered a few words, but found that no one responded.

He raised his head and looked at the seats in the classroom. There was indeed an empty seat in the corner.

"Does anyone know what happened to Oka Shinji-san?"

The old man knocked on the table, and the students below looked at each other.

"Shinji Oka?"

"Who is that?"

"..."

"do not know····"

Everyone shook their heads: "Is he really from our class?"

"Absolutely." Xia Tingfei knew this person named Oka Shinji. He was very ordinary, as ordinary as air.

In school, there is a word specifically for them [Yinjiao].

i.e. dark and unpopular characters.

Oka Shinji is such a villain, he has no friends and nothing outstanding.

It's natural not to be popular, and it's natural not to be remembered.

"Hey, today's students are really in decline." The bald old man sighed, "The world is really in decline."

"Okay, I will tell your class teacher in private about Oka Shen's matter. Let's start class now."

"Attend class!"

"Stand up!" the monitor shouted immediately.

Everyone stood up and bowed.

Ever since, an equally boring class began.

Xia Tingfei was very serious. He forced himself to listen and took notes carefully.

Hinazuki Kana stared out the window, but there was nothing outside.

The classroom is boring, and it is even more boring outside the window.

But she stared for a long time, looking at the empty sky, thinking. "Hinazuki-san?"

The bald old man came down and knocked on the table impatiently: "Is there anything out there that makes you curious?"

"Or is my class really boring?"

How could Hinazuki Kana dare to answer? She could only listen to the bald old man's scolding, lowered her head and pretended to be serious, looking at her palms.

The bald old man looked at this girl and was almost going crazy.

"Can't you learn from your back desk? How serious their attitude is."

The bald old man said this, and the classroom suddenly burst into laughter.

Xia Tingfei showed a typical reserved smile of a good student.

"he?"

Even the girl couldn't help but be surprised.

"He is a good student?"

The girl just wanted to laugh and laugh loudly.

Turning his head, he saw that Xia Tingfei's notes were indeed densely packed with memorized notes.

Such a boring class, but I can still take down so many notes.

Otherwise, how could the bald old man praise Xia Tingfei.

The girl was silent, not because Xia Tingfei was praised.

Now, they are already high school students,

Children at this age are rebellious and have their own thoughts and codes of conduct.

Small things that are not worth mentioning in the eyes of adults are like earth-shattering events in the eyes of these children.

What are important events in life in the eyes of adults are despised by children.

They despise the teacher's performance, and even on the contrary, they are proud of the teacher's criticism and resistance to adults.

It's just that the girl's current behavior is definitely not among these.

She was criticized so badly by the teacher that she let the teacher scold her like an idiot and kept her head down.

Her short shawl hair hung down, covering her face.

It's almost like a negative angle.

With such an appearance and appearance, he lived like a shadow.

Everyone gave a malicious, teasing chuckle.

Waves of poisonous rain descended on her heart, corroding her heart and making her wear layers of armor.

"Okay, sit down."

The bald old man had finished criticizing. Of course he understood what these children were thinking.

He walked up to the podium helplessly and continued to teach.

This is just to increase the attention on those students who are willing to learn.

This made the class more relaxed and made the children gradually like the bald old man and look forward to his lessons.

In the snowy day, except for the students who need to sit in the classroom and endure the suffering they need to endure.

Other adults have to put up with their misery, and the drivers who drive garbage trucks and recycle trash are cursing.

"This damn weather is really unbearable."

"The snow keeps falling, the road is getting slippery, the car can't drive fast, and we have to work overtime again."

The unshaven driver sighed, while the co-pilot's companion started to undress.

"At least now we don't have to do it ourselves, dumping the damn garbage into the car."

"Yes, yes." The unshaven man nodded: "When I was young, I was different from you."

"At that time, it was much more difficult. I had to throw the damn garbage into the car myself. In the summer, there was a stink. In the winter, it was so cold!"

"Those people don't know what they're going to put in it. It's so simple."

As he said that, the unshaven driver sighed again: "You are indeed extremely happy now."

"This is the topic every day."

The young co-pilot cursed in his heart, but still agreed with the smile on his face.

"Boom."

Suddenly, a black bag rolled out of the semi-automatic machine in the car, making a loud noise.

"Ouch! What a trouble!" the driver yelled and looked at the co-pilot.

The co-pilot had no choice but to walk over and see what it was.

(End of this chapter)