A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

When the words of resignation came from Xu Xuehai's mouth, both of them panicked.

Before, they felt that Xu Xuehai called them here just to criticize them, at most he apologized to Zhuang Shen face to face.

Duan Nianwei couldn't bear this face, and felt that if she cried, she would be miserable. Xu Xuehai might let her go because of her good performance and good family background.

But who would have thought that Xu Xuehai would do this for Zhuang Shen? !

Ge Ming didn't dare to imagine everyone's eyes after returning to class, and his voice trembled: "Mr. Xu, I really know that I was wrong. Can you let me be the deputy monitor of this semester before changing?"

Duan Nianwei also kowtowed and said: "...Mr. Xu, I also know that I was wrong..."

Xu Xuehai looked sad, obviously expected the two of them to be like this, and sighed: "If you really know that you are wrong, why are you so unwilling to ask you to apologize just now? Between classmates, you should be open-minded.

In addition to learning knowledge, the most important thing in school is to behave in the world. If you enter the society in the future, how can you move forward with such arrogance?

Look at Zhuang Shen, the classmates in class nine treated him like this, he is willing to let them go and let them stay, you guys, learn more from the people next to you..."

Ge Ming repented and lowered his head. Duan Nianwei took a light breath, and tears flowed out again.

If I had known... I should have apologized to Zhuang Shen as soon as I came in, and apologized well, so that Xu Xuehai could forgive them based on their sincerity.

It's all right now, I have to resign in front of the whole class, and I have to vote again.

At the beginning, they also came to the stage to give speeches and canvass for positions, and they hadn't stayed for long before they were about to come down.

It was a total embarrassment.

Ge Ming's nails pierced himself hard, and he couldn't feel the pain. Once he remembered what he had to face after returning to work, his mind would go blank.

What did he do yesterday?

Why use your position to take the lead in provoking Zhuang Shen?

This time the gain outweighs the loss, he doesn't even have the position of deputy squad leader!

Duan Nianwei couldn't stand it any longer, and ran into the toilet crying.

Since she was a child, when has she been wronged like this?

She didn't even want to take the next class, and didn't want to know who took her place.

Xu Xuehai looked at the two people, and looked at Zhuang Shen, who had been expressionless all the time, but extremely calm and noble, and shook his head again.

These two kinds of people can see how far the future can go without talking.

As soon as Zhuang Shen went to the office, he went to the whole class. When he returned to the class, Jiang Huai was very curious.

"Brother Shen, did those in class nine drop out? I heard they were beaten badly this morning."

Zhuang Shen was delayed by this matter for a long time, and now he looks unhappy, and said concisely: "No."

Jiang Huai couldn't believe it: "Huh? Didn't drop out of school?!"

He thought that Shen Wen's willingness to intervene meant that these people had no chance of surviving. He didn't expect to be able to survive the Jedi under Shen Wen's hands?

Just as he was in a daze, a warning voice from a boy in his class came from the back door of the classroom: "What do you guys want to do?"

"Didn't you get enough beatings this morning? Are you looking for beatings again?"

Jiang Huai looked back, and saw a few people from class [-], headed by Huang Mao, standing outside the door, looking in his direction.

What's happening here?

Several people outside said one after another: "We are here to find brother Shen to give something!"

"Give it up, let's leave after delivering the things!"

The boys in class ten looked at each other and saw that they were still holding a lot of things in their hands. They were a little confused, but they still stepped aside and watched them walk in.

Zhuang Shen sat in the last row, with a pile of brand new books on the table, sitting on the seat desertedly, without even looking at the noisy back door.

As if it had nothing to do with him.

Under the watchful eyes of the tenth class, several people from Class Nine walked up to Zhuang Shen very solemnly.

They changed their clothes and treated the wounds on their bodies. Their fierce expressions subsided, and they looked much more normal.

Huang Mao stood at the front, and put a piece of tea cake in his hand on Zhuang Shen's table: "You can taste the tea that my father specially brought over for you."

He looked submissive, lowered his head slightly, and could not see the mockery on his face before, as if after the incident just now, he learned to be a man in an instant.

The people behind brought their things over one after another.

"This is my snack! Give it all to you!"

"My tablet! There are a lot of movies in it, you can watch it when you're bored!"

"And my comic book..."

A group of people who were against Zhuang Shen before suddenly offered their things with a flattering expression.

The whole Class Ten was shocked:? ! ? !

Have these people been taken away? !

They vaguely remembered that these people always followed Fan Sheng, and only when Fan Sheng invited them to eat, they had never seen them give Fan Sheng anything.

Zhuang Shen's table, which didn't have much space, was suddenly piled up with all kinds of things. He raised his head, his eyes were cold, and said impatiently, "Take them all away for me."

All tenth class:! ! !

Sure enough, he is a boss, facing these bad boys, he is still so crazy!

Several people in Class Nine looked at each other, some dared not move, hesitated.

After all, their father had promised to treat Zhuang Shen well, but the other party didn't even take anything...

Seeing that they were still around, Zhuang Shen kicked the table and repeated: "Take it away."

There was obvious fire in his tone.

Huang Mao was the first to take out his own things, and said to the others, "Take your own things away."

These people quickly hugged the things they had brought, and walked out neatly under Huang Mao's leadership, receiving countless bewildered eyes from Class Ten.

Zhuang Ruoying, who came out of the teacher's office with her homework in her arms, glanced at Class Ten, and asked Pan Jie, who was helping out, "How did those people in Class Nine come out of Class Ten?"

Pan Jie wasn't very clear either: "I don't know, but this morning those thorns from Class [-] were called to Director Jiang's office. I heard that it seemed to be related to Zhuang Shen? Wasn't Zhuang Shen the one who beat Class [-] in the cafeteria?" Is it because they laughed at Zhuang Shen for drinking porridge, and his family is very poor."

Zhuang Ruoying lowered her eyes and was surprised to hear the tone: "Really?"

Pan Jie nodded: "Yes, I only found out today that Zhuang Shen's family is very poor. He looks... how should I put it, he is different from those poor students."

Zhuang Ruoying tilted her head and smiled: "Because you look good?"

"It's not... just the temperament is different?" Pan Jie thought for a while: "I can't tell, even if I know he is poor, I don't feel that he is poor..."

Zhuang Ruoying pursed her lips and put aside the topic: "What are you going to do on National Day?"

"Shopping, watching movies!" Pan Jie was immediately distracted by her, and asked, "What about you?"

Zhuang Ruoying said softly: "I want to participate in the Mathematical Olympiad Design Competition, and I have to perfect the questions throughout the National Day."

Pan Jie's eyes widened in envy and shock: "You also participated in this competition? It's amazing! I heard that very few people from the whole school participated."

Zhuang Ruoying smiled.

She checked the question on that paper for several days, but she didn't find the same question.

Moreover, there were no students of her age around their villa area.

Judging from the messy brushwork on it and the irregular traces of torn paper, it may just be a waste manuscript thrown away by an adult.

As long as she makes a slight modification, it is impossible for anyone to have the same content as her in that competition.

Pan Jie cheered her up: "Come on, it would be great if you can get the qualification to escort Qingbei!"

Zhuang Ruoying was not modest this time, but showed a smile that was bound to win: "Yeah."

This time, maybe even God is on her side to help her.

She must take advantage of this opportunity.

At this time, Xu Xuehai also walked in with the lesson plan and scanned down. Ge Ming sat on the seat, staring blankly at the books on the table, his expression obviously in a state of disengagement.

There was no one in Duan Nianwei's seat, so she wondered if she was still hiding somewhere and crying.

Xu Xuehai shook his head, and after the bell rang, he smiled at the people below: "Let's not go to class, take some time, and re-elect the vice monitor and art committee."

As soon as this remark came out, Class Ten was in an uproar!

"The deputy squad leader and art committee... aren't they Ge Ming and Duan Nianwei?!"

"They were fired!?"

"Huh? What happened? So who are we going to choose now!"