After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

After Teacher Li said this, the students in the class began to get excited. They were talking to each other in low voices. Lin Sisi subconsciously raised her head and looked in the direction of Lin Xiaohan. In the crowded class, as expected, she was really anxious.

She also didn't expect that something really happened to this little brat Qian Jiahong.

Can’t get through to your home phone?

So that means something happened to his father? Oh? What about her mother? It's impossible that she can't get through to either of them.

Lin Sisi didn’t know much about the Qian family’s affairs, and at this moment she really couldn’t figure out the reason.

Teacher Li, who was standing on the podium, saw that no one had raised their hand to provide Qian Jiahong's contact information after he had been speaking for such a long time, so he asked again. At this moment, the classroom became dead silent and no one spoke.

Teacher Li sighed and said, "Since no one knows about it, we can only call the police. After all, this matter is very serious." After saying this, Teacher Li talked about some precautions for playing during breaks and then left.

Now everyone in the classroom was in an uproar, and they were all talking about Qian Jiahong.

The boy sitting behind Lin Sisi, who had no connection with her, patted her on the shoulder. Lin Sisi turned around and saw that it was a boy who looked quite sunny. He asked with a smile, "You just transferred here and Qian Jiahong got into trouble. Do you think it was your fault? Are you a disaster star?"

Lin Sisi felt terrible when she heard this, and a nameless anger rose in her heart. She thought that this child looked pure, harmless and sunny, but she didn't expect that he could say such things. It seemed that he was spoiled and needed a beating from society. He was really too arrogant.

Just as he was about to speak, the boy with round-framed glasses who was leaning against the wall with one hand on his chin glanced at his deskmate and said coldly, "This has nothing to do with Mu Jingyue. This is all Qian Jiahong's business. Don't talk nonsense."

The little boy snorted, glanced at Lin Sisi, then stretched out his arm to push him, and asked unhappily: "Hey, I was just saying it casually, why are you taking it so seriously, Zhao Changan?"

The boy named Zhao Changan pushed his glasses and said indifferently, "According to the relevant laws of our country, Article 246 states that if anyone publicly insults others or fabricates facts to slander others by violence or other means, and the circumstances are serious, he shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention, controlled release, or deprivation of political rights. Otherwise..."

The little boy sitting next to him: "..."

Lin Sisi, who hadn't said a word yet, said: "..."

Lin Sisi blinked as she watched him say such a long string of words, and immediately felt that this kid was no ordinary kid.

Oh, no, it’s true that all the students in this top class are not simple.

But I am very grateful that he spoke up for me.

The little boy interrupted Zhao Changan who was still talking about legal knowledge, and helplessly covered his ears and shouted: "Okay, okay, stop talking. Really, it's so unlucky to be your deskmate. I have to nag you about these things every day. It's so annoying."

Zhao Changan was not angry at being interrupted. He looked directly at the little boy and said, "These are all important knowledge. You must understand them when you enter society in the future."

The little boy sighed, stood up and said helplessly: "I am speechless. I have to listen to the teacher's nagging in class and my deskmate's nagging after class. My hands haven't got calluses yet, but my ears have. You really are worthy of being a lawyer's son. Oh, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going out to play. It's really boring to sit with you."