Feminism and donkeys

On this day, Qingxuan finished her substitute class, and she walked off the podium directly.

Go straight to Zhimai.

"I heard that a boy is pursuing you, is that true?"

The people around were attracted by the movement, those pretending to sleep, those playing with mobile phones, and those reading books all pricked up their ears.

Qingxuan stood in the narrow aisle, in the eyes of others, she was condescending towards Zhimai, domineering.

"Uh, that's right." Zhimai scratched his chin and nodded numbly.

"Then do you keep accepting gifts from the opposite sex without refusing them?" Qingxuan continued to ask with a calm expression.

"I didn't!" Zhimai Teng stood up from his seat, hurriedly took out his mobile phone, clicked on □□, and kept scrolling through a bunch of chat boxes sent by the other party.

Until I saw the rejection text with hundreds of words, followed by all kinds of words like "I'm sorry" and "I'm sorry I don't like you".

Zhimai showed these chat records on the spot, feeling a little embarrassed, like bright red organs suddenly exposed to the air, fragile, without any cover, and with a huge risk of infection.

To prove her "innocence", women have to dig out their privacy and take powder by caesarean section. Even if women in ancient times committed suicide in order to prove their chastity, dirty water would still be poured on the dead.

Qingxuan turned around, walked to another location, paused, and stared at the other boy involved.

The eyes of the whole class switched between these people, straightforward and undisguised, secretly looking forward to the next plot.

"She is explaining to the surroundings, claiming that she has not accepted your advances, is she lying?"

The boy started to feel uncomfortable since she walked over, and became more nervous, and his face flushed when he heard this:

"I, I, I gave it. I gave her a bottle of water during physical education and physical education class, and she accepted it."

The surrounding voices suddenly became quiet, the boy's heavy breathing was clearly audible, and his face flushed red all of a sudden.

"Then why don't you help clarify?" Qingxuan suddenly became serious, "Is there any good in spreading such things?"

The boy seemed to have given up on defending himself, and turned his face to the side in silence.

Qingxuan's voice suddenly became louder: "Which classmate is saying that these two people have a material relationship? Has anyone come forward to confront these two classmates?"

"Or, where did you hear it first? Is there any classmate willing to provide clues?"

Silent.

Forty pairs of eyes in the classroom were all staring at Qingxuan.

"I was entrusted by the head teacher to investigate what happened in the class. It seems that it was just a misunderstanding."

Qingxuan returned to the podium and said loudly: "It could have been dealt with in private today, but this kind of rumor is not good for them. So I thought about it and finally decided to solve it face to face."

"A small misunderstanding has caused a series of chain reactions.

If you don't make it clear today, then after graduation, boys may have nothing, but girls may enter the society with a campus image of vanity and money worship. "

"Don't you think it's scary to hear rumors, three people become tigers, and spread rumors, but non-existent things are constantly being spread, and falsehoods have become true.

It is them today, and it may be you and me tomorrow. The rumors have been made, and even the whole family can hardly argue. "

"I don't know what kind of state you have to adapt to this society. If you can't determine the truth, keeping silent is the best way not to hurt others."

After Qingxuan finished speaking, he directly pulled out the USB flash drive, turned around and left the classroom neatly.

Zhimai stared blankly at her back, greatly shocked.

She forgot that she was still standing, and it was the classmates beside her who pulled her down vigorously.

It was as if a hammer was constantly hitting the outer wall of the chest cavity, making a rumbling sound, the blood flow speeded up, and the heart missed a beat too violently.

Qingxuan seemed to be glowing all over her body, and even when she exited the stage, it was like her goddess returning from the battlefield in triumph.

Zhimai has never been so excited for a moment, like carbon monoxide poisoning, chest tightness, shortness of breath, cold lips and cyanosis, and adrenaline soaring rapidly, breathing faster, blood pressure rising, extreme fast and slow, awake and numb alternately.

Resolutely resolved a rumor in the class within 10 minutes, without any regard for the face of the person involved. It is hard to say whether this senior sister is reckless or reckless, or decisive and courageous.

It is not a bad thing for Zhimai to solve the matter too quickly, and she is very happy that this matter can be explained clearly in public.

People always tend to those who hold power, language is power - "whoever manipulates language holds power; whoever holds power can play with language."

"Speechless, it was his roommate who said before, saying that you don't refuse or accept irresponsible [split]"

"666, sending a bottle of water is also called material exchange?"

"Nervous, it was the man himself who said everywhere that you took his things, this kind of thing that only the two of you know, if it wasn't you who passed it on, he must have passed it on [vomit][vomit][vomit]"

"That's right. That man went crazy and spread rumors by himself. He didn't dare to stand up and confront him. Who dares to stand up and confront him?"

There was a lot of chatter in the dormitory group, and I am afraid that other dormitories are no exception.

Zhimai is happy all over, watching the group chat with warmth in her heart, and especially thanks to her roommate who has been standing by her side all the time.

She is even more grateful to Qingxuan.

From then on, she had a special feeling for this senior sister.

Qingxuan said that she would never go west, every word was regarded as an imperial decree, she obeyed everything, and whenever she was free, she would go to her goddess.

The family kept urging Zhimai to get a job and be self-reliant, but she wanted to be closer to this senior sister and decided to continue her graduate studies.

At first, she thought that she believed in Qingxuan just like an idol, until Qingxuan's suitor appeared.

The suitor is a rich second generation who once studied abroad.

I heard that in order to pursue Qingxuan, he specially found a relationship to enter the same school, and drove a luxury car downstairs to deliver flowers every day, which was very fanfare.

Zhimai's heart was constantly panting, anger, nausea, jealousy, and unwillingness mixed together and fermented, exuding the stench of alcoholic vomit.

"I think he's just showing off his wealth in the name of pursuit. It doesn't look like such a good thing!"

Zhimai said viciously, as if vines were constantly entwining her heart tightly, and she was constantly vomiting dirty and corrosive venom.

"This kind of rich second generation seems to like you, but they have fun in private, smoking, drinking and playing with women, senior sister, don't like him."

Stay away from her!Stay away from her!Stay away from her!

Zhimai was about to go crazy these two days, as if a 3-year-old child randomly took a knife and cut every string in her brain along the way.

Why is this person, this person still not stopping? Didn't you see that Qingxuan had already refused?

It sticks like a piece of brown sugar, and I can't even shake it off. It's disgusting.

She is the only one who understands the goodness of senior sister, so why should an ignorant dude pursue her.

Zhimai once again helped Qingxuan throw the rose into the trash can, looking at the flower as disgusting as a blood-sucking leech on the calf.

He's just a prodigal son with a bit of money, and he's not good enough for her senior sister.

As soon as a suitor appeared in front of her eyes, Zhimai became irritable and impatient, like an ant on a hot pot.Only when she saw Qingxuan's indifferent face did she calm down a little.

But when his mind was empty, he was thinking about Qingxuan, why didn't that guy give up?

"What happened? You've been restless these days." The instructor couldn't help asking Zhimai, the student's unhappiness was too obvious.

Hearing this, Zhimai felt numb from the cold as if he stumbled and fell into the frozen lake in winter.

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