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Chapter 1186 [1185] Eight Zero Ugly Girl Counterattack 12 (5000+)

Although I didn't buy the bicycle, I bought a Shanghai brand watch for 120 yuan.

After having a watch, the concept of time is stronger, but I dare not reveal it. After all, a middle school student wearing a watch is a bit different.

There are already electric rice cookers in this era, the triangle brand, the cheapest one costs 300 yuan, and it is the simplest two-function button.

In 2020, this kind will sell for seventy or eighty yuan at most, not more than 100 yuan, and there may not be people buying it, but in this era, when there are few brands and few household appliances, buying a rice cooker for two to three hundred yuan is definitely considered a A big item in the family that requires the whole family to get together and discuss.

In addition to rice cookers, color TVs, refrigerators, and washing machines, the home appliance area is already full. Even radios are becoming more and more high-end. In the provincial capital shopping malls, there are also a variety of entertainment electronic products such as game consoles.

Often advertised on TV.

——After drinking Wahaha, eating is delicious. (Wahaha)
——A strong fragrance, a wisp of warmth. (Southern black sesame paste)

— Drink Baker and listen to yourself. (Baker beer)

— Asia, where the sun rises.Where is the trip to the Central Plains? ZZ Asia. (Asia Shopping Mall, Z City, Southern Henan Province)

Although City Y is a small county on the [-]th line, it can still catch up with the progress of the times from the TV and radio.

The boring junior high school life makes these children even have no time to choose the interest classes they are interested in. The interest classes in this era are really interested, not forced by their parents.

In Wang Ting's spare time, besides borrowing two books, she just sketches casually with a pencil.

The materials are all from the surrounding campus life. I don’t want to mention whether the painting is good or not, but I use my own way to outline the picture of the era she wants.

Painting requires talent, and sketching is the most difficult subject. It is impossible for her to master the essentials just by borrowing a few professional books, but as long as she is good at observation, she can also turn abstract paintings into documentaries real scene painting.

Wang Ting never thought that one day she would encounter school violence because of her ugliness!
After school at normal time, she would go to the garden on the playground, find the right time to get into the space when no one was there, but she didn't expect that her habit had been mastered early in the morning, and she even asked four girls from the fourth grade of junior high school to wait there.

The reason why they clean her up is also very simple, I can't understand it!
"Do you think you study well and all the teachers like you, so you don't know your last name?"

"How many difficult problems do you have to think that all the boys have to revolve around you?"

"Just because you look so ugly, you are really ugly!"

……

Wang Ting looked at those girls in disbelief. She didn't know them at all. What about the key middle schools?
How could there be such a scumbag in here?

Even if it's a girl in an ordinary class, she shouldn't use such language to attack a stranger, right?

What's even more ridiculous is that when they came up, they stretched out their hands to greet her face. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and dodged by turning slightly.

These girls, who are not considered pretty but are extremely mean-spirited, should be from the outside class. As for why she found her, she guessed that it had something to do with the girls in their class who were often angry with her. It's a pity that they taught her the wrong lesson. Because she is not the submissive person in their eyes.

I thought it would be fine to hide, but several people came up at the same time to control her. One of them took out a bottle of unknown liquid from nowhere and was about to pour it on her head. The girl kicked it down, and then shook it hard, breaking away from the shackles of the other companies. Under their shocked eyes, she picked up the liquid that had been spilled on the ground, and sniffed it.

Smiled: "I never thought that our dignified key junior high school would have you rat shit. You look like dogs in your clothes. I think the family conditions are good, right? Let me guess why you treat me like this ? Is it because you have a boy you like, and then you heard some false rumors? Girls your age are so stupid and cute, and a few words of provocation by others can turn you into executioners. "

"At such a young age, since you have the ability to be admitted to the county's No. [-] middle school, you don't study hard, but bully people in such a despicable way. Where did you learn it? I don't care why you dare to bully me, hehe, I’m sorry, I used the wrong place, today you spilled my urine, I’ll give it back to you, next time you see me, remember to walk away, otherwise I will make you regret what you did today.”

Then, with a look of disgust, she spilled all the liquid in the plastic bottle in her hand amidst their screams. As for whether it was contaminated or not, it was not a question for her to consider.

Then she left the school and found a place where no one was around and entered the space to wash herself. Even if she hadn't been splashed, it would be disgusting to touch the plastic bottle with her hands. She even changed her clothes.

After tidying up the space, I had dinner again and entered the classroom at six o'clock. Sure enough, there were a few pairs of unfriendly eyes, and even looked at her with a bit of complacency. She one by one Scanning over, it was confirmed that it was the girls who were usually unwilling to cooperate with her.

Speaking of it, she didn't know where their hostility came from. The inexplicable hostility mainly came from the morning reading classes of English and Chinese. Anyway, as long as she asked her to do something, they would not do it, and even complained to the teacher in the end. , Said that she deliberately did not speak clearly, and they did not hear it.

During the evening self-study dictation, these girls picked her faults one after another. Sometimes they disliked her for her low voice, and sometimes they said that her pronunciation is not standard. If you don’t know Mandarin, don’t speak Mandarin. if.

Now she walked into the classroom safe and sound. Although she changed her clothes, she was still in good condition, which made them very dissatisfied.

Just as she was about to walk towards her, the class bell rang.

Four or ten minutes later, these girls forcibly pulled her down to the corner of the corridor, and the beautiful girl Fang Fang in the top ten came up and pushed her.

"Okay, you, you have some skills, but you can still break free, then I want to see how much skills you have."

Fang Fang is fair-skinned and beautiful, her family background is good, she wears branded clothes, and she is very generous to the students around her, especially those who follow her. As long as she eats meat, these people can drink along with her. Tang, with such a posture, sometimes she would suspect that the school she stayed in was not a public one, but a private one.

Fang Fang was a few centimeters taller than her, and her long arms grabbed her hair and pulled her closer.

"Growing up to this virtue, dare to take my No.1 in the singing competition? Are you poor? The poor ones sell stationery in the class, and the poor ones get No.1 and go to the cafeteria for free meals? Who told you to snatch it from me? No.1? You can sing English songs. What kind of thing are you? If I were you, I would be so ugly that I wouldn’t dare to go out. You’d be better off, with this face, and disgusting people everywhere. ?”

"Bah! You trash, let me see you show off in the future, and see if I don't knock out your teeth and make you uglier and more disgusting!"

……

After the class bell rang, she loosened her skirt, and then looked at her with an inexplicable smile.

"If you have the ability, go and sue, and see how many people believe your words, ugly!"

Wang Ting silently watched them leave, then touched her face and asked Liang Tian: "Hey, am I that ugly?"

She didn't take the threat of these people seriously, instead she asked Liang Tian thought-provokingly, if she was ugly enough to be bullied by others.

"What's so good about adolescent children? Is it enough to be healthy? When you really dress up, you go to college. These people are just jealous that you study better than them...,"

Wang Ting couldn't take it anymore after hearing half of it, and interrupted it directly: "Speak normal words, you are more suitable to be a teaching director in this kind of official language!"

"It's not that you don't know how to dress up. There are no ugly women, only lazy women. It's because you are low-key that you don't dress up. In fact, these can be cultivated,"

Liang Tian didn't finish her sentence, but she already understood it very well: "To put it bluntly, it still doesn't look good!"

It is strange to say that the existence of campus violence is actually very strange, some are ugly, some are too beautiful, but the reason why you become the target of bullying is not because of your own faults, but because of what they call "unaccustomed" ', from "A River of Sadness" to "Youth in Youth", and then to various social news, bullying, bullying, cold violence and isolation seem to have become synonymous.

She is not the real Wang Ting, so it is naturally impossible for her to be shamelessly manipulated by others.

So after entering the classroom, even if she received countless strange looks, she could walk to her seat without any psychological burden.

It's just that this girl at the same table seems to be in the same boat as Dong Shujing. She is not allowed to pass behind her, so she just leans against the table behind her and looks at her provocatively. On the other end are two men with their heads down doing their homework. , right when you didn't see it.

You look at me at the front table and at the back table, and I look at you. No one is willing to stand up and help her.

Seeing this, Wang Ting was also desperate. She directly pulled the desk at the same table out, then dragged out her own desk, and carried it to the last row of the classroom. After putting the desk in place, she also moved her own stool over. She even took a broom and a garbage bucket to clean up the rubbish under her seat. In the end, she kicked the so-called tablemate, without looking at it, and walked to the last row gracefully.

The whole process is done in one go, and the movements are clean and neat.

When the teacher asked after class, she answered very directly.

"Oh, I'll take my seat, but she won't let me in, so I move to the back and sit by myself."

None of the teachers expected that Wang Ting would answer in this way, and the way they looked at the girl showed a sense of scrutiny.

In this way, that seat was vacant, and those behind were unwilling to move to the front, and those beside him were unwilling to lean over.

Even if the seat was changed, there was no one to sit next to the girl, and even the table was moved away to leave an empty seat for her.

Later, I heard that this guy complained and cried to Dong Shujing after class, but the girl responded impatiently.

He said he was venting his anger for Dong Shujing, but what did he get in the end?I'm afraid only she knows it.

However, Wang Ting's disaster did not end because of this. People threw garbage on the seat, books were artificially smeared, and her stationery was no longer sold, which seemed to be Dong Shujing's way of dealing with her.

No one in the class dares to talk to her now. It didn't matter if the boys ignored her before, but now even the girls don't talk to her. She is completely isolated. Although she still can't figure out how to offend these people, the matter Now that you have reached this point, you have to think of other ways.

The teachers were sensitive to something and called her to the office to inquire about the situation. Wang Ting told the truth without hiding anything.

But afterward, things didn't turn around because of this. Instead, I was asked, 'Do you also want to review yourself?Is something wrong? '

After hearing this, she gave a wry smile and nodded, "Yes, you are right, I did do something wrong."

She thinks she can afford it, and she thinks she can bear it. Although she can resist every time when they bully her, these people are like cockroaches that can't be killed, following her and pestering her, Even in physical education class, she didn't have anyone to help her with sit-ups. The teacher was a male teacher. After realizing that she was isolated, she instinctively thought it was her problem.

This feeling was really bad, so Wang Ting went straight to the principal and explained the situation.

"I want to skip a grade, skip to the third grade, teacher, I am willing to accept the assessment of teachers in various subjects, as long as I pass the exam, please arrange for me to skip a grade, if not allowed, I will go back to my hometown, I have had enough The constant harassment of these people has seriously affected my study, I came to school to study, not to be bullied, and not to let everyone isolate me."

The principal once thought he had heard it wrong: "You mean skipping to the second grade, right?"

Wang Ting shook her head, "It's the third year of junior high school, not the second year of junior high school!" Since they are going to be slapped in the face, the second year of junior high school is not enough, the third year of junior high school is the only way to enjoy it!

The principal laughed, but Wang Ting was very serious: "Have I ever boasted? After taking the promotion exam, it's not too late for you to laugh at me again."

Given that she is a good seed and No. 1 in the entrance examination, it would be a pity to let her go like this.

However, their school skipped only one grade, how could they skip two grades?There has been no such precedent over the years, so the principal is very embarrassed.

"You said that you skipped to the second grade of junior high school, and I can still make the decision, but you said that you skipped to the third grade of junior high school, which may be a bit difficult."

"Then give me the test papers of both grades. In the end, the teacher will decide which grade I go to. What do you think?"

The principal thought about it for a while, and there seemed to be no problem. However, before the principal arranged, when she was going down the stairs during recess, someone kicked her hard from behind, rolled down and hit her head again. When she tried to open her eyes and looked up, Dong Shujing still folded her arms, laughing and cursing at her triumphantly.

"You deserve it, little bitch!"

What's even more hateful is the attitude of the students around, no one is going to help her up, is it because she is ugly?
What rebellious thing did she do to make these people treat her like this?

She was then sent to the infirmary, but she was sent to the People's Hospital after she bled profusely and became unconscious.

The first thing I did after waking up was grabbing the nurse's hand: "Please call the police for me. I was pushed from behind by a classmate. I want to call the police."

The teacher guarding her wanted to stop her, but she gnashed her teeth and growled: "Shut up, I told you, I want to call the police."

The police soon came to the school. She just wanted to seek justice. After explaining the cause and effect, she thought there would be a satisfactory answer.

In the end, hehe, she was disappointed, no one, no one testified for her, and she was even convinced that she fell down by herself.

Wang Ting couldn't swallow this breath, "Liangtian, do you have a video at your place? A photo? Give it to me!"

"Yes, there is, but it's expensive!"

"What conditions?"

"I haven't figured out what the conditions are, but there must be an absolute price to pay. If you are willing, we will make a deal!"

Wang Ting, who was dazzled by hatred, agreed without even thinking about it. Whether she was said to be irrational or revengeful, she was slandered countless times because of her appearance, no matter how good she was, she was kind enough to help others , and did not get fair treatment, Wang Ting was angry.

Instead of watching the police or the life teacher, she wrote a manuscript and sent it to the provincial newspaper with pictures of Dong Shujing bullying her several times.

She has been cooperating with the provincial newspaper for two years. They can tell whether the news is worthwhile or not.

After that, she lay on the hospital bed and slowly recuperated. During the period, the school's dean, principal, and head teacher all came to see her, but she replied indifferently.

"I want to drop out of school, this school, I don't want to study."

The principal felt a little regretful: "Student, this is an accident. As long as you want, we can cover your medical expenses."

Wang Ting looked at them coldly, and felt that these words were hypocritical. She was thrown with a moderate concussion and lay in the hospital for a week.

Except for the first few days when the teacher was there, she was in the hospital for the rest of the day. They didn't even dare to contact the parents. The school paid for the medical expenses, but the anger in her heart was not extinguished because of this.

Fortunately, the law of heaven is clear, and the retribution is not good. The provincial newspaper published the news she contributed. Although the specific name of the school was not named, but the first grade of the key junior high school in Y City, people who are familiar with this place can recognize it at a glance.

There are a total of eight photos, and in each photo there is a girl with a strange cold smile. Although the eyes are partially coded, as long as you are familiar with this girl, you can know who she is.

Her pathology report and photos of her being bullied are vivid and conclusive evidence.

In the eyes of the principal, it was a big deal, but when he came to her with the newspaper, she shook her head in a daze: "I don't know who took the photo. No one is holding a camera. Although these angles seem to be taken by me, I don’t have such valuable things. Besides, how do I know when they bullied me and then put the camera on? If it’s me, I will take pictures When the camera was smashed, how could it be waiting for me to explode?"

(End of this chapter)