Chapter 41 How many landmines did Su Xingwan step on?
Su Xingwan was madly complaining about Shi Ling in the dormitory group. After cursing for a long time, she found that no one agreed with her, which made her feel a little confused.
Su Xingwan: [Why aren't you talking?]
Shi Ling: [I've already told you what to say, what else is there to say?]
The group suddenly fell silent.
Su Xingwan's pupils shrank slightly, "Shi Ling? Why are you in the group?"
Although she was not afraid of Shi Ling and often mocked Shi Ling in person, this was the first time she was caught talking bad about someone behind his back.
The four people in the dormitory, except Shi Ling, all looked embarrassed. They felt embarrassed for Su Xingwan.
Shui Miaomiao, who was on the upper bunk, raised her hand and coughed lightly, "I just invited Shi Ling to join the group."
She didn't expect that Su Xingwan didn't see it.
"Su Xiaosi, I didn't expect you to know me so well. If someone didn't know you, they would think you had a crush on me." Shi Ling sighed softly.
Su Xingwan recalled the time when she confessed her secret love to Xi Jin but was rejected and Shi Ling saw her. She was so ashamed and angry that she ignored her ladylike image and said, "Bullshit!"
Seeing this, Gu Jiayi tried to smooth things over, "Senior Shi Ling, Wanwan just wanted to introduce you to us. She didn't mean anything else. Don't take it to heart."
Su Xingwan: "I just meant to scold her. How can a repeater like her be worthy of being our senior?"
Gu Jiayi: “…”
Shi Ling's gaze passed Su Xingwan and fell on the long-haired girl who suddenly appeared behind her.
Tsk, it seems that what Su Xingwan said just now angered this ghost-like senior who likes to hide under the bed?
Shi Ling felt that Su Xingwan was about to be in trouble, so she kindly reminded him, "Su Xiaosi, I advise you to be more careful with your words. What's wrong with repeating a grade? It didn't cost you any money. Indiscriminate attacks will only attract hatred."
Su Xingwan sneered, "Who would repeat a year if they did well in the exam? Only losers who can't get into university would repeat a year. A poor student like you won't be able to get into a decent university even if you work hard for another year. No wonder your parents don't want you..."
"Bang!"
The fan fell, startling Su Xingwan so much that she suddenly lost her voice and frightened her so much that she stood there in a daze.
She looked at the fan that had fallen at her feet, feeling a lingering fear and a chill running down her back. The fan had almost hit her head!
Everyone in the dormitory was also frightened by the noise.
"How could the fan suddenly fall down? Xingwan, are you okay?" Lin Lin hurriedly cared about Su Xingwan.
Su Xingwan's toe was hit and it hurt a lot. She was frightened and didn't bother to argue with Shi Ling. She took off her shoes and checked the injury.
Seeing that several of her toenails were bruised and purple, Gu Jiayi hissed, "Wanwan, Lin Lin and I will take you to the school infirmary. Shi Ling, go report this to the dorm manager. This is too dangerous."
Shi Ling looked at Su Xingwan limping out of the dormitory, then glanced at the fan on the ground and the ghost-like senior sister surrounded by black mist, and was also a little surprised.
This person doesn't look like an evil spirit.
How hateful were Su Xingwan's words? How many landmines did she step on that almost forced others to turn evil?
When Shi Ling's gaze fell on her, Senior Sister Apia also seemed to sense something and looked towards her, and their eyes met.
Before Shi Ling could react, the man hurriedly retreated under Su Xingwan's bed, hiding in the darkness and secretly glanced at Shi Ling.
Shi Ling just raised his fist:?
Huh? Not scaring her? She seems a bit socially anxious?
…
Flying swallows flew over the lake, creating ripples, koi fish swam around, and the setting sun behind the green willows dyed the entire late summer.
The corridors of the teaching building gradually became less crowded, and rows of classrooms were lit up, dimly illuminating the students.
As the last bell rang for evening self-study, Shi Ling quietly walked into Class 10 from the back door.
The classroom was already packed with people, their desks piled high with review materials, all furiously scribbling exercises. Seeing the homeroom teacher wasn't there, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Shi Ling."
A familiar voice came from behind me.
(End of this chapter)
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