Chapter 62: Report to the Teacher
When Jiang Zhao received the message from Yue Liangjie, he was very puzzled.
She recalled her junior high school days, and her relationship with Wang Jiayu could only be described as polite.
If there had to be any intersection, it would only be that she once envied Wang Jiayu very much.
Wang Jiayu is pretty and well-behaved, and has good grades. She is very popular among both boys and girls. No matter who is with her, she can always chat with them happily with a smile.
So almost everyone in the class can become friends with Wang Jiayu.
Although Jiang Zhao no longer cares about those fleeting friendships, he will not focus on unnecessary people and things.
But for a little girl who is only in the first grade of junior high school and no one wants to talk to her, she cannot hide her envy of Wang Jiayu.
At that time, she would also want to be friends with Wang Jiayu. Wang Jiayu could chat with every classmate in the class and probably would not embarrass her too much.
Is it just that the other person is willing to be friends with you?
Should such interactions be considered friendship or sympathy?
Or it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is alms.
Jiang: So why did she come to me?
Yue Liangjie: Who knows?
In the group chat of [Haidilao Detective Agency], several great detectives are still solving cases.
Chen Bailing: I think it was Xiao Lei who did it!
Chen Bailing: Wang Jiayu, who is in love, will definitely speak up for him.
Lin Chongyang: You speak as if you saw it with your own eyes
Chen Bailing was too lazy to explain to them. At this time, Su Chen replied below.
Su Chen: Do you feel that the handwriting in this love letter doesn’t look like it was written by one person?
Su Chen studied calligraphy for a period of time and has some knowledge of handwriting.
She posted the picture of the love letter again.
Su Chen: I feel that the font for the title and date is smaller and rounder.
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After class on Tuesday, Jiang Zhao went up to the fourth floor carrying a bag of snacks.
Wang Jiayu was already waiting in the first empty classroom on the fourth floor.
Jiang Zhao pushed the door open and walked in, sitting in the seat in front of her, placing the plastic bag on the table. "Sorry, I'm late. The political teacher was a little late."
Wang Jiayu didn't say anything, and Jiang Zhao didn't care. She rummaged through the bag and pulled out a half-divided box of chocolates. She picked up one for herself and pushed it toward Wang Jiayu. "Want to eat it? Taking it back will also save money for those gluttons in our class."
Wang Jiayu unwrapped the golden wrapper of the chocolate: "Xiao Lei has told me about you several times."
Jiang Zhao didn't expect Wang Jiayu to use this as his opening remark.
She didn't have a good impression of Xiao Lei: "I don't think it will be a good thing."
"Do you hate him?" Wang Jiayu asked.
Jiang Zhao pursed his lips, not trying to hide his disgust.
Wang Jiayu looked at Jiang Zhao and said, "Jiang Zhao, sometimes I really envy you."
"Now?" Jiang Zhao was not modest or evasive. Just like Lu Qihua said, being too modest is complacent.
"No." Wang Jiayu shook her head: "It was in junior high school."
Xiao Lei mentioned Jiang Zhao when the midterm exam results came out.
The classmates in their class were discussing how God Jiang came to be number one again, and how his brain worked so well.
Xiao Lei listened nonchalantly and said, "I'd rather know how her waist got so long and why it's so soft."
Then he and the other boy looked at each other and both laughed.
Wang Jiayu has heard similar jokes countless times.
When I was in junior high school, the boys in my class would point at the girls and say.
"Your hair is so long." Then he pulled the girl's braids.
"Your face is so white, did you put on some powder?" Then he reached out and pinched it.
Or he would pull the girl's bra straps, listening to the crisp sound, and then put on an innocent look when the girl turned around.
If they get angry, they'll say, "Why can't you take a joke?"
"I'm complimenting you."
Is this a compliment?
Wang Jiayu wasn't sure. She usually didn't quarrel with others, and boys only made such jokes occasionally.
So most of the time she would just laugh with the boys and move on from the topic.
She knew that the boys' initial target was Jiang Zhao, but Jiang Zhao would only fight back and curse back with a serious face, without any intention of joking, and offend everyone.
She is not as stupid as Jiang Zhao.
But sometimes, she would feel annoyed by the boys' boring jokes, and she would have the urge to tell them to go away and stop bothering her.
But she knew very well that if she expressed her anger like Jiang Zhao, she would also be given ugly nicknames and isolated.
Why doesn't she have the same courage as Jiang Zhao?
She stood in the front row of the class and watched Jiang Zhao read the self-criticism from Hu Yonggang on the podium as a declaration of resistance.
The usually strict head teacher smiled like a chrysanthemum, and his tone was full of pride when he gave the commendation.
Their classmates talked about it: "God Jiang is so cool."
The boys would definitely not make those inappropriate jokes in front of Jiang Zhao.
Jiang Zhao didn't expect Wang Jiayu to say that she envied her junior high school self. She laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "So that's why you wrote me a love letter?"
Wang Jiayu was stunned for a moment: "You know?"
"Yes." Jiang Zhao opened a bag of cucumber-flavored potato chips. He always felt that the flavor recommended by Chen Bailing had a unique flavor.
She said, "I also know that Chu Minggan wrote you a love letter first. Maybe that's why he didn't dare tell the teacher. The one you wrote to me was probably a copy of his, so the date and name and the font are a little different."
Wang Jiayu was puzzled: "If you guessed it, then why did you come?"
Jiang Zhao: "It wasn't me who guessed it. It was Su Chen who noticed that the handwriting was different. Chen Bailing said it looked like it was written by a girl. Yang Ziwen remembered that he saw a strange girl coming to our classroom during physical education class. Xiang Xingzhi reminded me that timid people should not be bullies. Chen Huaiyu asked someone to take a picture of Chu Minggan's handwriting."
Wang Jiayu suddenly felt embarrassed and annoyed: "Are you showing off to me how many people you know?"
Jiang Zhao sighed. "Why do you think that? I mean, there are a lot of good people in our school. Why waste your time on Xiao Lei?"
Wang Jiayu muttered to herself, "Isn't he good? He's handsome, athletic, and comes from a well-off family."
"Yeah." Jiang Zhao nodded in agreement. "She's indeed pretty, but her character is terrible, her academic performance is even worse, and she bullies her classmates, mistaking her lack of character for personality."
Wang Jiayu: "Everything you said can be changed."
Jiang Zhao hummed: "Indeed, people change. For example, Yue Liangjie didn't care about his classmates before, but now he has gone to Director Hu to seek justice. But..."
Jiang Zhao: "But Xiao Lei won't change. Even the Buddha, with all his compassion, won't save a fool."
Seeing Wang Jiayu didn't say anything, "You asked me to go because you think he's hopeless and want me to report him, right?"
Wang Jiayu: "I just want to see what you would do if it were you."
Jiang Zhao spread his hands and said, "Tell the teacher."
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