If the target of green tea is the female lead [Quick Transmigration]

The morning sun rises slowly across the horizon, and the sun covers the earth. When the dewdrops fell on the green leaves last night, a new day begins.

"Students, it's time for class, please return to the classroom quickly..."

When the class bell rang in the morning, there were students wearing school uniforms, but disheveled, running wildly with breakfast in their hands, just to step on the class bell and run into the classroom.

And Xia Cha was sandwiched between them, but she was the last person in their class to enter the classroom.She finally ran out of breath to the door of the classroom, and saw the female teacher pushed the black framed eyes on the bridge of her nose, opened the textbook, cleared her throat, and was about to give a lecture.

Xia Cha was stunned for a second, then quickly came to his senses, leaned his elbow on the door, stood up straight, his forehead was disheveled with tiny beads of sweat, he blushed and panted loudly at the door— Sound "report".

At this moment, the classroom, which was still a little noisy, became quiet in an instant, and looked at her at the door with pairs of eyes.Different people have different meanings in their eyes, and there are a few malicious eyes that even make Xia Cha's heart palpitate.

The teacher didn't mean to make things difficult for Xia Cha on purpose. He glanced at Xia Cha and said directly, "I'm late, remember to come earlier next time, come in."

Xia Cha bowed in the direction of the teacher, both out of politeness and to express his gratitude to the teacher.After bowing, Xia Cha grabbed her schoolbag tightly with both hands, and hurried towards her seat. The hostile gazes she saw just now were still echoing in her mind.

Hate, jealousy, disgust, it doesn't matter... Xia Cha's mind flashed the information she read in those gazes.

Sometimes, she also wanted to pretend to be relaxed, deliberately ignoring those gazes, not seeing what she saw.But in fact, like some fate is doomed, once you know that these gazes are there, you can no longer ignore them.

Even so, Xia Cha always told herself that there was no need to care about other people's gazes.

Her seat is at the back, and the distance from the classroom door to the seat spans more than half of the classroom.It is only a few steps away, but it seems like thousands of years to walk.Every minute and every second is suffering for Xia Cha.

When entering here, Xia Cha thought about running away all the time, and there was always a voice in his heart saying, it would be better to leave here, go anywhere.

Yes, leaving here, no matter how bad other places are, is it not good to have this place? People there are as boring as the people here, and they always do things based on the pain of others to make themselves happy?

Xia Cha thought, definitely not.She always longed for it, there would be no worse and smellier place than this.

This place is like a huge garbage factory. Countless garbage is poured in every day. Flies circle around the garbage, but no one ever cleans it up.In such an environment, they will either be forced to assimilate, or they will rot and stink.

And she will leave here one day and run far away.

No matter how fast Xia Cha walked, those voices that made her sick still inevitably squeezed into her ears.

"Heh, vixen." The girl beside her sneered, with a contemptuous tone.

Xia Cha showed a painful expression, she closed her eyes for a moment, clenched her fists tightly, and moved faster at the same time.

She didn't have to look back at all, she could imagine their expressions now.

Like countless times before, they looked at her disdainfully, fisted with hands, with mockery on their faces.The girl who scolded her as a vixen was sitting beside the aisle. Xia Cha thought she must still be in the posture of stretching her legs. She wanted to trip her, but she stepped over.

She wanted to see Xia Cha make a fool of herself, but her wish came true. She might hate Xia Cha even more in her heart now, wishing to kill Xia Cha.

"That's right, she has a pure face, but she's actually a bitch who seduces men everywhere." The girl next to her echoed.

"Yes, just like her mother." The girl sitting in front of them, who had been listening to their conversation with her head tilted, quickly agreed.

Xia Cha had already opened her eyes at this time, even if she had heard similar words countless times, she had experienced similar experiences countless times, but every time, she was in great pain.

She couldn't wait to turn around, smash the schoolbag in her hand on their heads, and then walk away regardless of the eyes of the teacher and the whole class.However, no matter from that aspect, she couldn't do that.

No one wants to live in the shadow of violence, and she is the same.Otherwise, she wouldn't always tell herself that she would escape from here one day.

Those people are right, she does have a very beautiful face, she is introverted and rarely talks, and she always looks weak and innocent.This is inherited from her mother, who was a very beautiful woman in her youth.

More than once she has seen or heard her mother's relatives accuse her of being weak and that she deserves it.Influenced by them, Xia Cha used to think the same way, but she gradually realized that her mother is actually a very strong woman.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to live tenaciously despite those rumors? Faced with those pressures from the outside world, she still endured hardships and raised her alone. No matter how much others persuaded her for so many years, she never remarried?

Her family is poor, and she lives with her mother, and has a beautiful face.Even relatives despise "poor relatives" like them and wish to stay away from them.

As for the neighbors in the neighborhood, their behavior is even more chilling. In the beginning, it was because an old woman slandered her mother, and said that she didn't even know who her father was, and that even the students in the school were well-educated. Call her a bastard.

The mother has had enough hardships, she must not add to the pain of the mother.Most of the time, Xia Cha chooses to bear all this silently.It's not just because she doesn't want to trouble her mother, but also because she clearly knows that resistance is useless.

Finally walking in front of her seat, Xia Cha immediately began to thank God in her heart.Just as she put down her schoolbag and took out her textbooks, before she had time to catch her breath, she saw the boy sitting at the table in front of her turn his head furtively, and forced a few packs of snacks into her hand.

"What are you doing?" Xia Cha doesn't trust anyone except her family, and naturally she doesn't think it's a boy being nice to her.

Maybe he was trying to hurt her on purpose.

Xia Cha looked up at the three girls who insulted her in a low voice just now, and sure enough, they were looking at her with jealousy in their eyes.

It seems that this boy was not ordered by them, but even so, Xia Cha still wouldn't take things from boys.

The girls in the class were jealous of her beauty and good figure, even if she was always dressed in a washed-up and yellowed school uniform, she always looked pure and innocent.

What's more, there are also boys showing affection to her, such as whistling and joking behind her, or handing her snacks like this boy now.

Yes, this is not the first time Xia Cha has received snacks from the boys in her class.Every time under the watchful eyes of the girls around and the ambiguous eyes of other boys, Xia Cha caught the snacks.

Just as Xia Cha was thinking about the revenge she might suffer next, she heard the boy who gave her snacks frown, and shouted impatiently: "Take it if you tell me, what the hell is that?"

Xia Cha's hand that was pushing the snacks stopped, and his fingers slowly clenched, the potato chips in the plastic bag were crushed and made a fine sound.Her dark eyes were gloomy, and she looked at the boy's head coldly.

I don't know if it was because the boy's voice was a little loud, but the teacher actually noticed them. The hand that was holding the white chalk and writing on the blackboard stopped, looked at them, but quickly looked away.

But just this one look is enough to make the two people who are "guilt guilty" feel nervous.

The teacher continued to teach, but said casually: "During class, it's best not to whisper to each other. If you have something to say, we'll talk about it after class."

Xia Cha looked at the mountain of snacks in front of him and the back of the boy's head, without saying a word.

Look at those three who are wearing school uniforms, but with heavy makeup on their faces, which does not match their current age of [-], [-], and is in stark contrast to the summer tea without makeup.

It seemed that seeing Xia Cha make a fool of himself was their greatest pleasure. At this moment, they were looking at Xia Cha with their heads down gloatingly, and the mockery in their eyes was even stronger.

Maybe in their eyes, they were born nobler than others, and Xia Cha was just as low as mud.She deserved to be bullied by them, she deserved to be trampled under her feet, in short, she deserved it.

By inflicting violence on her, they are doing justice for the heavens and for justice.What's even more ridiculous is that the girl who took the lead in bullying her was the biological daughter of Xia Cha's former head teacher and now a Chinese teacher. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

When it comes to treating their children, most parents will choose to be partial and trust unconditionally.Before the Chinese teacher chose to favor her daughter unconditionally, her image in Xia Cha's mind had always been kind and different.

Xia Cha doesn't blame others, but she knows that she didn't deserve what she suffered.She admitted that she wasn't innocent, but she wasn't guilty either, and she didn't deserve all this.

The picture freezes—an instant.

In a certain space, a bright starry sky was created above her head. Xia Cha stood in the middle of the huge open space, with a bright white light curtain in front of her. The picture presented on the light curtain was exactly what she looked like when she was in junior high school. In junior high school, she was the most violent among the three girls who had the most campus violence.

All the things that happened just now have been reflected in Xia Cha's eyes, they are not fake, they are not created by the system, they are all real, they have actually happened to her.

Lucky people use their childhood to heal their whole life, and unlucky people spend their whole life to heal their childhood, and Xia Cha is unfortunately the latter.

As long as she knew it, she never walked out.After all, she lost far more than her childhood.Even if the wound healed, it would leave more or less scars, let alone such a deep injury, the damage it caused was more than a star and a half.

Her childhood was dark to the extreme, full of violence and terrifying humanity.

Even if those people got the retribution they deserved, even if she regained her lost and reunited with Yi Lanshan again.Xia Cha still couldn't forget the hurts she had suffered, and every time she thought about it, it was an unforgettable pain.

There are three kinds of people in this world, the perpetrators, the perpetrators, and the bystanders. Unfortunately, Xia Cha became the perpetrator.

It's just, what is the purpose of the system, what is the purpose of making her watch this? Could it be that it wants her to go back to the past and experience these injuries again? Xia Cha thought about it, and was disgusted by the system's approach.

No matter what it was for, this time, she would never be hit again, and she would never let herself suffer any harm.

As soon as Xia Cha's hand touched the light curtain, he entered inside, and his whole body appeared in the corridor on the screen.