I really don't know how to tell fortunes

Zhao Xumei was actually a little flustered. She didn't know if the bracelet would have any effect when it was in someone else's hands, so she hurried to see Wenxi.

Wen Xi put away the bracelet, nodded, and went into the classroom. The Chinese teacher was relieved to see that she was not aggressive, and turned to Han Yu sternly: "How can you lie to the teacher? Go back and write a review."

Han Yu's face was pale, and she walked into the classroom in a daze. Her lie was exposed, and everyone would look at her as a liar.

Wen Xi followed her into the classroom one after the other. Before entering the classroom, Wen Xi whispered: "If I didn't expose you, what would happen to me?"

Han Yu thought for a while, Wen Xi would probably be excluded by more people, more severely, and then drop out of school sadly.

She just... just wants to be able to blend in with other people, not to be on the edge.

"She hasn't regretted it until now. The only thing she regrets is that she was discovered." Jiu Yun sneered, "You won't stop me this time, will you?"

"Well, don't go too far." Wen Xi spread out the book, ignoring everyone's curious eyes, and she walked in with a bracelet, but Han Yu looked devastated, and he knew at a glance that things were not like them as imagined.

The more this happened, the more curious they became about what was going on.

It was almost time for the morning self-study at this time. After the morning self-study, a group of people surrounded Han Yu: "How is it? What did the Chinese teacher say?"

"The teacher shouldn't favor her, right? She has done that kind of thing."

"Han Yu, why is your face so pale?"

Han Yu was so embarrassed that she lowered her head and said nothing. The people around her saw that she didn't say anything, and left feeling bored. When the first class started, the Chinese teacher came in and said to Han Yu: " Hurry up and finish your review, I will see it before this afternoon, and then I will personally urge you to stand here and finish reading."

Han Yu's head drooped even lower, and she didn't say a word. At this time, other people had started whispering and turned to discussing her. Shouldn't Wen Xi be asked to write a review?How did the person who wrote the review become Han Yu?

What's going on here?They are curious to death.

The group of people couldn't ask anything from Han Yu, so they turned to Wen Xi. Wen Xi didn't like gossip, so naturally he wouldn't tell them.

Han Yu has been very unlucky since that incident happened in the morning. She took a cup of hot water and put it on the table, but suddenly poured it down by herself, soaking her homework, and she could only rewrite it.

Going to the toilet, it was clearly in an open space, but suddenly I tripped and fell, and my knee was blue.

As soon as Wenxi looked up, she could see that Jiuyun was doing bad things, but she would not restrain Jiuyun too much. Originally, what Han Yu did was very vicious. If she was just an ordinary person, if she could not tell the source of the bracelet , and a withdrawn personality, most likely he will be slandered, and he will not be able to stay in this school.

She wanted to blend into the whole class, why did she use such means as harming others?

Moreover, her regret is based on her failure. If she succeeds, she will probably be complacent, and she will not feel that Wenxi has become miserable and pitiful because of her.

Wen Xi wouldn't pity her, the same Jiuyun was already furious, she should let her vent, otherwise Jiuyun might make something out of it, she has sense of proportion.

Han Yu dawdled all afternoon and finally finished writing a self-criticism. The Chinese teacher did what she said, and really came to look at her and asked her to read the self-criticism.

Although Wen Xi doesn't like Han Yu at all, she also doesn't like this Chinese teacher. She likes to trample on the dignity of others. Such a teacher is not worthy of the title of teacher at all.

When Han Yu slandered Wen Xi, she didn't even check it. She turned her head and asked Wen Xi to apologize, which showed that she looked down on Wen Xi. After finding out the truth, she began to press Han Yu's head to make her apologize, as if She seemed to do nothing wrong as a teacher.

Han Yu walked to the podium slowly, and the first sentence caused an uproar in the audience: "I apologize to Wen Xi."

"Because her bracelet looks very similar to the one my mother gave me. I lost my bracelet again, and Wenxi is very poor. I don't have any extra money to buy snacks on weekdays. In the past two days, I suddenly started buying more frequently. Snacks, I thought she stole my bracelet..."

"But the teacher in charge said that she gave Wen Xi the bracelet, and there is indeed a slight difference between mine and mine. I made a mistake. I shouldn't have slandered Wen Xi without verifying it. I was wrong. Wen Xi Xi is innocent..."

She is still unrepentant, resolutely refusing to admit that she was slandering Wen Xi, and made up all kinds of lies to cover herself up. Wen Xi sat there and didn't bother to expose her. Since she can't see repentance in her eyes, then Her self-criticism was written in a colorful manner, and she has no repentance at all.

At this time, it was already the first class of evening self-study. Wen Xi didn't bother to listen after listening to a few sentences, and lowered his head to read the book, but Han Yuyue's words became more and more outrageous, and the whole text was full of excuses for himself.

She couldn't help frowning, raised her head and said to Han Yu, "I thought you'd feel guilty if you lied, but it turns out that you don't feel guilty at all. Remember what I said? You will be unlucky if you steal my things."

The Chinese teacher frowned: "Student Han Yu already knew she was wrong, how can you hold on to Wen Xi, and besides, she just admitted her mistake accidentally, so you can't forgive her a little bit more? "

"Is it my business not to forgive?" Wen Xi said coldly.

Her attitude, in the eyes of the Chinese teacher, is full of a sense of disrespect. The Chinese teacher has obviously recorded Wen Xi in the small notebook. She asked Han Yu to go back first. Walking back: "That bracelet is a relic left by my mother. I lost it suddenly before, and I am also very sad. Wenxi, don't be angry with me, I didn't mean it..."

When she just walked to the center, before she finished speaking, the fan that had been running suddenly fell down.

It was a special coincidence that the fan hit Han Yu's head. Although the blades of the fan were not sharp, they were quite heavy. When it fell down like this, it directly smashed her head.

Han Yu was stunned, with blood running down her cheeks. She sat on the ground, stupidly motionless, until the rest of the class screamed, and she raised her hand to touch her face.

It's all blood.

Han Yu also screamed, and the whole scene was in chaos.

The Chinese teacher reacted fairly quickly and called 120 tremblingly. Wen Xi wanted to tell Jiuyun that the prank should not be too much, but she raised her head and looked at the place where the fan was. Jiuyun was not there at all. Trick the fan.

There, there is a yin energy that does not belong to Jiuyun, which she didn't even notice just now.

Normally, Wen Xi is very sensitive to yin energy, just like a foodie is sensitive to the aroma of food, but there was a ghost staying there just now, and she didn't notice it.

120 came very quickly, in less than 10 minutes. Han Yu was taken away. Her head injury was quite serious, and she probably needed more than a dozen stitches.

She was carried to the ambulance, and all that was left was a pool of blood on the floor, telling everyone what had happened here.

Coincidentally, one second before this incident, Wen Xi was still saying that anyone who moved her things would be unlucky, and Han Yu was really unlucky, the fan had been hanging on the roof for so many years , There has never been an accident, why did it suddenly happen?

Many people began to look at Wen Xi with weird eyes, especially the Chinese teacher. After all, Wen Xi had told her not long ago that if she committed oral karma, she would go to the [-]th floor of hell.

The Chinese teacher didn't really believe in these things, but still felt that his tongue was numb and uncomfortable, and he didn't want to stay longer, so he hurried back to the office, opened WeChat and said to Zhao Xumei: "That one in your class smells, It's frightening to talk about."

Zhao Xumei has already returned home after asking for leave, and has been worried that accidents will continue in school. After receiving this WeChat, her expression was a little weird, and she subconsciously replied: "Some things, believe it or not then none."

The Chinese teacher felt even more chilly, touched his arm, and stopped talking. Zhao Xumei didn't believe in these things before, and the two of them often discussed it.

How can this tone change?

Although Wenxi has cleared herself up, everyone in the class still keeps her at arm's length. After all, what happened before was really a coincidence, and Wenxi had debated with Zhao Xumei before.

Especially Wen Xi's deskmate, who looked at her with furious eyes.

Wen Xi ignored no one, and turned Jiuyun out of his pocket: "You didn't move your hand just now, right?"

"I didn't do anything to her." Jiu Yun rolled his eyes: "I've been tormenting her all day, don't let me rest at night, maybe she got retribution, hmph!"

Wen Xi smiled and patted her head: "Well, retribution."

She raised her head, squinted at the location of the fan, and said nothing more.

It was Wen Xi's deskmate, she only heard Wen Xi talking to herself, she couldn't help but look up at the place Wen Xi had seen, it was empty, there was nothing, only the fan fell to the ground Later, the little black wire left dangling slightly there.

Reflecting the pool of blood on the ground, there are also a few pieces of remains of fans that have not been cleaned up.

Even though there was nothing, the tablemate shivered subconsciously. She felt that if she sat with Wen Xi again, she might be frightened into a mental illness after a long time. I really... really want to find a teacher to change seats.