Yea, coward!

The incident happened at noon on Friday.

Ning Meng didn't go back to the dormitory during her lunch break, she ate in the cafeteria with Luo Yaqi and went back to the classroom to study by herself.

One o'clock is the best time to take a nap.

Luo Yaqi was hiding on the table reading novels, laughing lowly from time to time, Ning Meng laughed helplessly, and walked to the wall at the back of the classroom with a glass of water.

Wang Chang first posted the report card of the second semester of high school on the wall.

The drinking fountains, bookcases and other things are at the back of the classroom, and the report card is posted on the wall. It is impossible to ignore the comings and goings, and the presence is full.

Wang Chang first used this silent method to remind them to study hard and always remember their grades.

Ning Meng saw Jiang Yun at first sight.

She is the number one in the class, and her grades are excellent in all subjects, even in the whole second grade of high school.

Ning Meng couldn't figure out why she chose to come to the regular class.

When they were sophomores in arts and sciences, Jiang Yun and Xiao Qingyu's grades at that time were properly admitted to the top class, but the result was surprising.

Sure enough, excellent people think differently from her.Ning Meng can only feel so emotional.

The water in the cup gradually became warmer, Ning Meng took a sip, her shoulders were suddenly embraced from behind, Ning Meng was so frightened that she almost choked.

Ning Meng covered the water overflowing from her mouth with her hands behind her back, and deliberately lowered her voice, "Here you are? Did you bring me a towel for my aunt?"

"En." Pan Xiao put one hand down, quickly transferred the aunt's towel into Ning Meng's pocket, and completed a secret transaction within three seconds.

"Thank you, then I'll go down first..."

Before Ning Meng finished speaking, Pan Xiao interrupted, "Zhao Ziyan lost money."

"What?" Ning Meng's voice rose sharply, and she covered her lips with her hands again, her eyes expressing her doubts.

"It was around noon. As soon as I got back to the dormitory, I saw her rummaging through things. She rummaged through everything in the cabinet. After she finished rummaging, she lost her temper on the bed."

Ning Meng frowned, "Did you lose a lot of money?"

She is more sensitive about money matters.It's not about your own money, it's about other people's money.

She was most afraid of losing money. When she was in elementary school, she was once suspected by her teachers and classmates. Although she kept denying that she was not the one who stole the money, no one believed her.

The truth came out the next day.

It was the kid who lost the money who guarded himself.

She bought all the money she spent on sketchbooks into comics. In order not to be scolded by her parents, she lied to the teacher that she was stolen by a classmate or that his mother found the comics in his schoolbag.

Ning Meng was afraid of the feeling of being wronged.

When something like this happens, she sometimes prefers to be the one who loses money.

"Eight hundred."

Ning Meng pursed her lips. Eight hundred is not too much, but it is not too little for them, it is worth a month's food expenses.

"Zhao Ziyan's family is so rich, 800 yuan is probably the price of a coat to her. But I look at her, she cares so much that she pretends not to care, really..."

"...If you lose money, you will be in a hurry." Ning Meng explained absently.

"But I don't like her look like a young lady..." Pan Xiao continued to babble, while Ning Meng listened quietly while clutching the water glass tightly.

"She is still there today asking who didn't come home last week. She is probably suspicious of the people in the dormitory. It's crazy. You remember to stay away from her tonight."

Ning Meng nodded in a daze.

Who would Zhao Ziyan suspect? The few people who didn't go home last week all went shopping with her, and she stayed in the library alone.

No witnesses, no telling, no one would believe her.

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