Tang Wan instinctively reached out to walk over, but as she parted the lush flowers, Lu Lin's expression in the ward suddenly flashed into her mind.
She slowly lowered her arm, then turned on the children's watch and took out the tablet from her backpack to use as a weapon.
Then, covering his tracks, he went inside.
Tang Wan has always known that a person's character and level of education have little to do with the money and power they possess.
A person's character is determined by their environment.
If a person's most basic nature is a blank sheet of paper, then the living environment is the environmental color, which is the easiest way to pollute one's true nature.
Lingyun Academy is an exquisite cage.
It looks glamorous and incredibly beautiful, but in reality, the rules within it feel like a battle between wild beasts.
Everyone strives to become a stronger, superior being; this brutal process of survival of the fittest exposes young children to the cruelty of the world far too early.
This will also give rise to some other things.
"How can the senior student, who is the student council president, openly violate school rules?"
Tang Wan shook her head.
"Misunderstanding?" Yin Yingping pondered the first two words before reaching out and grabbing the necklace around Fu Wenzhi's neck. With a forceful tug, she forced Fu Wenzhi's head up onto the necklace.
"As the president of the university student council and a student representative, you should set a bad example, senior."
"I think there's probably no misunderstanding."
If the grades are definitely bad, the parents will reduce the allowance and pocket money they are allotted.
"Even if he called the teacher over, it wouldn't make a difference. After all, a student like him who can only rank around 200th is a bottom-of-the-class student and no teacher would stand up for him."
The boy cried out in pain, but was kicked by someone next to Yin Yingping.
"He's so slow-witted, he's already incredibly lucky to have you tutor him, so why can't he renege on his promise?"
However, just a second ago...
Your watch is connected to Lu Lin's phone, and you always say that Yin Yingping definitely wants to take revenge on you, so Lu Lin will find out.
The boy crying behind us looked like a seventh-grade student.
The expression on my face was so gentle, as if I hadn't seen the safe yet eerie scene behind my eyes.
That was the consequence of Tangwan's next unauthorized action.
Xiao was probably just looking for an excuse to vent his emotions.
He said from outside his mouth, "It's him?"
Tang Wan felt that this senior student seemed to be a mischievous learner, while you might just be good at studying.
Wearing small white-rimmed glasses, with a slender build, he looked like a panicked rabbit.
The only difference is that the background color is a somber white.
I knew Tang Wan was good with words, so without waiting for her reply, I continued, "You advised him to mind his own business, or at worst delete the recording, so that he would suffer the consequences."
However……
You pursed your lips and said in a voice trembling with tears, "You, you don't have any money? Did you do badly on that test? Home, outside, did you... give me... give me a little... a little less money..."
Thinking of that, he withdrew his gaze, chuckled again, and looked the same as during the day.
The seventh-grade boys were no match for the eighth-grade students. Fu Wenzhi had been training them since they were older, and their strength was also much less than that of the older boys.
I called out "Senior Seven" aloud, but my eyes were fixed on Yin Yingping, whom I had dragged to the ground.
Gerry looks gloomy.
It's someone like that seventh-grade boy from another neighborhood—someone you can't bully.
Fu Wenzhi's expression was no longer as sunny as it had been outside the classroom during the day. I squatted by the flower bed, my eyelids slightly lowered, my long eyelashes casting a shadow on my face.
—If he's the worst, just be honest and do it your way, then you can just twist his head up.
Tang Wan thought Fu Wenzhi was short of money.
Those eyes are clearly speaking.
Seeing Tang Wan's unyielding attitude, Fu Wenzhi hurriedly walked behind her, looked down at her, and even spoke with a hint of pity in his voice.
The suppressed emotions need an outlet. If they cannot find relief at home or in daily life, then the only way to obtain "emotional value" is from those who are even weaker.
Upon hearing this, Fu Wenzhi's lips curled into a smile. He then grabbed the senior's braid and pulled her behind him, saying, "What? Does he think you're being a nuisance?"
My voice remained as casual as ever. If Fu Wenzhi's expression hadn't been somewhat distorted, one could really tell that Xiong Sizhu had used a little force.
It was the eldest child brought by the Pei family.
From then on, Xiong Sizhu would stand silently among the crowd, hiding himself, and would never do anything so obviously provocative.
"This has nothing to do with you?"
For example, oppression.
Tang Wan certainly believed that not all children are born evil.
"Excuse me, senior, who do you want to be toasted and then forced to drink a penalty shot?"
He was also someone who scored nearly full marks on the entrance exam.
Tang Wan looked at the tears on her senior's face, pressed her wristwatch, and then the conversation we had just been having was heard from outside, which immediately interrupted our actions.
Outside of that school, grades are everything.
It's just a way of venting what's in my heart.
"Indeed, someone like him should have come to study in your area. His father is a businessman who just came to Jingjiao. He was a nouveau riche who made his fortune in agriculture. Does he really think that coming here can't change the fact that they have no real background?"
Tang Wan heard an unfamiliar voice, yet it carried a hint of warmth and familiarity. She instinctively turned her head and saw Xiong Sizhu approaching, bathed in moonlight.
It is also a form of protection.
"The worst thing about him is that he'll accept a toast when offered one, but then he'll be forced to drink a penalty shot."
Yin Yingping stood up, her tone no longer lazy, and her voice no longer loud.
But everyone can see that one thing, and you, always the boy who's been intimidated, can only stammer out, "But, but it's you, you wanted him to, to tutor you..."
It's bad, because they're all "acquaintances".
Then he walked up to Tang Wan and stood in front of her.
"What are you shouting for! Do you want to call the teacher over?"
That was the first time Tang Wan had ever seen Xiong Sizhu take action.
"Hahaha, Seven-Eyes, he's so pitiful, nobody's helping him."
We went too far with our words, but the person saying it was definitely not the senior student behind us.
Upon hearing his own voice, Fu Wenzhi turned his head instantly and immediately saw Tang Wan hiding in the shadows. He narrowed his eyes.
With this thought in mind, Tang Wan did not appear immediately, but stood in the shadows, watching the students inside.
"Tsk, Ugly Four Oddities."
However, in extreme circumstances, anyone can become "evil".
Fu Wenzhi looked at the big kid behind him, who didn't seem to remember me at all.
I was accompanied by two younger students, who wore red armbands with the words "Disciplinary Committee Member" written on them.
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