Quick Wear of Pregnant and Soft Beauty

He Zhuzhu held the microphone hard and lowered her head, not daring to lift it up. Her voice was obviously crying. At the end of the speech, she suddenly couldn't control herself and started crying while standing on the flag-raising platform.

Zhao Yin noticed that many classmates around her looked towards her, some with fear, some with disdain, and some with disdain.

She still had no reaction, standing there calmly accepting other people's vague glances.

Gu Zongming stood in the class group and cursed lowly, raised his head and said loudly: "You're crying for your mother! It's like the whole family is dead!"

"The victim didn't even cry, why are you pretending to be pitiful here!"

The playground was very quiet, and his words reached everyone's ears.

Everyone suddenly realized that, yes, He Zhuzhu had bullied many girls who liked Zhou Qian based on his background.

Some couldn't bear the humiliation and transferred to another school, and some knelt down and begged for mercy from He Zhuzhu before being let go.

Thinking about it carefully, how could He Zhuzhu have the dignity to cry?

After Gu Zongming finished speaking, the head teacher came over and stared at him warningly, "You kid! You are trying to cause trouble for me, right?"

Gu Zongming retracted his head, smiled at the class teacher, and made a shut-up gesture.

The head teacher had nothing to do with him. He was also a young ancestor, so the school leaders must not care about him because they have too much time to take care of themselves.

In the end, He Zhuzhu stopped apologizing and asked someone else to come up.

For twenty minutes, these people took turns coming up to apologize.

Zhao Yin stood there, she raised her arms, and the bright and bright sunshine fell on her white and slender fingertips.

This body always has cold hands and feet, especially when in school. There is always resistance and hidden fear in my heart.

A long, dry, big hand stuffed something warm into her palm.

Zhao Yin saw clearly that it was a bottle of milk, hot.

She turned her head and faced Gu Huaiqing's face wearing a mask.

He didn't block the sunlight beside him, and just standing there looked like a green pine that wouldn't fall, which was particularly eye-catching.

Zhao Yin said: "Brother, this is not enough."

Even if He Zhuzhu is dropped out of school, her family background can still find her a new school.

She still has a chance to do it again.

But those girls who have been hurt by her, such as the original girl, will never have a chance to come back again.

Her voice was not strong, but Gu Huaiqing heard her clearly.

His fingertips hanging in the slit of his pants moved, as if they still had that cold touch.

"Well, what do you want to do?"

He is asking what you want to do, not asking her why or advising her to stop.

Zhao Yin's eyes fell on the flag-raising platform again. He Zhuzhu stepped aside, his hair blocking most of his face, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

She twitched the corners of her lips, "Everything has just begun."

Before leaving, Gu Huaiqing reminded her, "Remember to drink the milk."

After recess, Zhao Yin returned to the classroom and found that her classmates who were originally afraid of her were farther away from her, as if she was some kind of plague.

But she didn't care.

Zhao Yin's eyes fell on a certain figure in the crowd, her former best friend, Zheng Xiaohui.

"Who was that man to her yesterday? Why do He Zhuzhu and others with their backgrounds have to apologize to her?"

"Huihui, didn't you play well with her before? Do you know?"

Zheng Xiaohui came back to her senses and shook her head, "I don't know. It's my first time meeting her. I've never heard of her before."

She paused and then added: "She has always been in a single-parent family, and she doesn't know who the man is. It seems that even the principal and the others can't afford to offend her."

"Yeah, Teacher Wang didn't show up today."