Chapter 122 Kneel down and become Qiao Yanxin’s disciple!
Looking at Song Yunting's ruthless back, Shen Qingning cried and whispered: "Song Yunting, do you think you are the only one who regrets it?
I regret it too! ”
Then he murmured like a madman: "Qiao Yanxin! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!
Not only are you stealing Song Yunting from me, you're also stealing Grandma Song from me!
Now you are trying to steal the title of genius writer from me!
I'm not done with you! This time, I will never let you go! ”
Shen Qingning took a long time to calm down, wiped away her tears, and walked into the classroom with her chin held high.
The moment she appeared at the door, a mocking "hush" sounded in the classroom.
The faces that had congratulated and envied her just now were now vying to mock and attack her wantonly.
"Hey, isn't this our talented writer Jian Wuchen? Hahaha, why do you look so listless?
Didn't you go for an interview?
Why did you come back in such disgrace? ”
"Hahaha, Shen Qingning didn't miss the show, she was driven back. Qiao Yanxin is the real genius, Shen Qingning is at best a low-level talent, low-level talents are not worthy of an interview, hahaha!"
“Hahahaha, this is so funny. There are actually people who dare to use Jian Wuchen’s name. How shameless!”
Shen Qingning had a tearing feeling of falling into hell, as if her heart was pierced by thousands of arrows. She was in extreme pain and despair.
However, she remained strong, just raised her chin and glanced at everyone coldly. Amid the overwhelming sneers and insults, she returned to her seat, packed up her things with a stern face, and moved to the seat near the back door.
Zhang Hong deliberately said "Pah" loudly to the floor and cursed in disgust: "Pretentious King! So disgusting! You are obviously nothing, but you still have to compete with Qiao Yanxin!"
Wang Yan squinted at Shen Qingning and said with a grin, "How shameless! How shameless!"
Shen Qingning was in extreme pain and despair, and she had to hold back her tears.
From that day on, her hard days at school really began.
There were always people maliciously throwing garbage and waste paper into her drawer, or tearing up her homework and books.
He even broke the legs of her chair on purpose, and when she sat down and fell on her butt, the whole class laughed together.
Shen Qingning had to suffer in silence again and again and did not dare to complain to the teacher.
During the last period of high school, her days in school were very difficult and painful, and every day was like purgatory.
On the day when it was revealed that he was a fake Jian Wuchen, Shen Qingning returned home with red eyes. She searched the house inside and outside but could not find her second brother Shen Qingyue.
Sister-in-law He Xiu'e said in a sarcastic tone.
"You ran around the house as soon as you entered the door. Could it be that you suspected someone was hiding a wild man in the house?"
Shen Qingning had always been at odds with her eldest sister-in-law. With red eyes, she asked her, "Where is my second brother?"
"What a joke! Your second brother is not my man. How would I know where he went?"
As they were talking, the second son of the family, Shen Qingyue, came back in a swagger.
Shen Qingning immediately walked over and took Shen Qingyue's arm back to the room. After carefully closing the door, she cried, "Brother, you have to help me this time!"
Shen Qingyue raised his two triangular eyes, shook his two thick black eyebrows, and said angrily: "Little sister, what's wrong with you?
Fighting with He Xiufang again? Don't cry, I'll let the boss take care of that bitch. ”
Shen Qingning grabbed Shen Qingyue's arm and cried, "It's not He Xiufang, brother, help me kill someone, rape her or beat her to death!"
"Who is it?"
"That little bitch from our school is called Qiao Yanxin!"
Shen Qingning exaggerated the grudge between her and Qiao Yanxin, and then waved her arms and acted coquettishly.
"Second brother, don't you feel bad that the little bitch Qiao Yanxin bullied your sister like this?
I don't care, you have to vent my anger for me! ”
Shen Qingyue pointed his thumb at his chest and made a "Pooh" sound while biting his back teeth.
“That little bitch’s name is Qiao Yanxin, right?
The little girl could bully anyone else, but she actually bullied my sister. Do you really think that I, Shentou, am dead? ”
After scolding Qiao Yanxin, Little Shen turned around and comforted Shen Qingning.
"Sister, don't be angry. I'm going to be rich soon. When I finish the work I have, I'll be able to save enough for your college tuition."
Shen Qingning knew too well what kind of person her second brother was. He had no proper job and all he did was stealing and blackmailing people. If he really became rich, he would probably be in jail soon.
"Brother, please don't do anything stupid. There are some things we can't do!"
Little Shentou said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I know what's going on. Little sister, I will avenge you!"
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After Qiao Yanxin finished the interview, she returned to the classroom and was immediately surrounded by people.
"Qiao Yanxin, you are really low-key. If the interview team hadn't come to our school to interview you today, we wouldn't have known that you were Jian Wuchen."
"Qiao Yanxin, you are amazing! We are all human, why can you write such outstanding articles?"
“How can people be the same?
Qiao Yanxin, please teach me how to write essays. I want you to be my teacher! ”
Qiao Yanxin was surrounded by everyone, unable to move, and said modestly: "These are just empty names. Getting a good score in the college entrance examination is the most important thing."
Song Yunting sat in his seat, his fists clenched tightly, feeling extremely uncomfortable as he was feeling a burning anger inside.
At this time, Fu Hanwen directly pulled his neck and asked him: "Song Yunting, Qiao Yanxin is Jian Wuchen, are you also shocked?
Don’t you admire Jian Wuchen the most?
Aren’t you going to take Jian Wuchen as your master?
Hahahaha, kneel down and become Qiao Yanxin's disciple! ”
Song Yunting's face was darker than the bottom of a pot, and he was so angry that his teeth were itching.
Every minute in the classroom is a great torture.
Song Yunting picked up his schoolbag and walked straight out of the classroom. When he passed Qiao Yanxin, he glanced at her coldly.
"Qiao Yanxin, don't be too proud!"
Qiao Yanxin raised the corners of her delicate lips slightly, and replied bluntly: "If you are not satisfied now, when will you be satisfied?
Song Yunting, I'll make you jealous to death! ”
Song Yunting was so angry that he left the classroom angrily and found an excuse to ask for leave to go home.
He walked slowly towards home.
After gradually calming down, a strange feeling surged in my heart. The hatred and jealousy towards Qiao Yanxin actually faded a little. Instead, I felt that Qiao Yanxin was quite... dazzling.
He couldn't help but compare Qiao Yanxin with Shen Qingning, and felt that Shen Qingning looked even more dull compared to Qiao Yanxin...
That day, Qiao Yanxin did not rush home after school, but went to the bookstore to buy a set of math test papers.
The college entrance examination is just over ten days away, and she wants to make one final sprint, hoping to get full marks in mathematics.
On the way home, I took a shortcut.
This road is usually quite remote, and Qiao Yanxin rarely takes this road.
Qiao Yanxin pedaled hard, hoping to get to the crowded area ahead as soon as possible.
Suddenly, a thin and strong rope was pulled up in front of him and tripped the bicycle wheel. The bicycle lost control and Qiao Yanxin fell to the ground along with the bicycle.
Xiao Shentou and another gangster looked at each other, one of them was busy reeling in the rope, while the other rushed over and grabbed Qiao Yanxin's feet, dragging him into the alley next to him.
Qiao Yanxin was startled, thinking that he was being robbed!
But there was no one around, and it was like crying to the sky and the earth, but no one answered.
Qiao Yanxin struggled hard and kicked Xiao Shentou's head and eyes twice, shouting at the top of her lungs: "Help!"
"Help--!"
Little Shen was kicked in the eye and immediately became angry and humiliated. He pressed Qiao Yanxin's shoulder and slapped her in the face.
To prevent Qiao Yanxin from continuing to shout, he covered Qiao Yanxin's mouth with his big hand and yelled at another thug, "Come and help! Stop wasting time!"
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