Yan Hui from Jingning Middle School publicly showed her love to Wen Han, but Wen Han rejected it on the spot.

The name Wen Han quickly became popular on Jingning High School's post bar.

The name of the post bar is "Pa Yi Pa Pa the girl who rejected the school bully and the school grass." It has only been three days since the post bar was established, and it has already grown into a high-rise building.

Yan Hui scrolled through the posts, most of them were ridiculing and insulting, obviously there were three people involved in this incident, and only Wen Han was scolded.

One is the school girl Qin Mingli, who is sunny, handsome, rich and powerful, and is the black horse prince of the girls in Jingning High School. After all, he plays basketball every day and is a little tanned.

One is Yan Hui, the school bully who is crazy. Yan Hui took a look at her original appearance. The influence of the family is domineering in the school.

The Wen Han who was scolded was just a girl from a single-parent family who relied on scholarships and her mother to set up breakfast stalls and night market stalls to support her school expenses.

In fact, Jingning High School's tuition is not very expensive, and it is considered to be relatively medium in the city. After all, it is the best high school in the city and can rely on government subsidies, so the tuition fee is not very high.

It's just that Wen Han's family is too poor, his father died early, and his mother raised her alone. Fortunately, Wen Han is very smart, and since childhood, he has received various scholarships.

In other words, as long as the competition bonus can be exchanged for money, Wen Han will participate in the competition.

It was such a family that made Wen Han suffer from bullying at school, even in junior high school, but the children were not too bad at that time, they just isolated Wen Han.

And in high school, Wen Han gradually became more beautiful, adolescent boys and girls desire sprouted, many boys would gradually call Wen Han a school flower, and wanted to pursue Wen Han, but Wen Han rejected them one by one, and Wen Han also ended up in a bad situation. The title of "Bingshan School Flower".

And Qin Mingli fell in love with Wen Han the first time he saw him. After a basketball game, he confessed his love to Wen Han in front of the whole school, but Wen Han also rejected him.

After all, Qin Mingli is a school girl, the object of many girls' crushes, but was rejected by Wen Han. Too many people's hearts were blinded by jealousy, and they began to violently bully Wen Han.

It's like telling Yuanshen to clean up Wen Han, because in the impression of everyone, Yuanshen likes Qin Mingli.

But in fact, Yuanshen and Qin Mingli are just friends who grew up, so Yuanshen has a different attitude towards Qin Mingli, making others mistakenly think that Yuanshen just likes Qin Mingli.

Yan Hui's confession to Wen Han disrupted their plans at the time, and shocked all the students in Jingning High School. After all, Wen Han directly rejected Yan Hui, which was more serious than rejecting Qin Mingli.

In the words of a bystander, Wen Han rejected Qin Mingli because he was a boy who would not beat a girl after all.

But when Yan Hui was rejected, Wen Han didn't even know how he died.

The number of floors in the post bar is still increasing, no matter how Yan Hui brushes it, she can't get to the bottom. Most of the messages are about Wen Han's self-indulgence, pretending to be aloof, and finally offend Yan Hui, waiting for Yan Hui to take care of Wen Han.

On the first floor of the post bar, the host broke the news about all of Wen Han's personal information, including where Wen Han's mother set up a stall. It was blatant and intentional, as if to allow people to trouble Wen Han's mother.

Yan Hui's eyes hurt from scrolling through the post bar, Yan Hui threw the phone on the table.

bang——

The phone made a sound of colliding with the table.

The originally noisy English class became quiet in an instant. The students looked back at Yan Hui in panic. Even the English teacher stopped teaching and looked at Yan Hui.

The English teacher glanced at the mobile phone on Yanhui's desk, as if she didn't see it, she tapped on the blackboard, "Class."

The students turned their heads to continue the class in unison, but everyone dared not speak, and all quietly watched the English teacher lecture.

No one dares to care about Yan Hui. After all, Yan's family is the investor of Jingning High School, and Yan Hui's uncle is also the principal. Otherwise, how could Yan Hui, who has a combined score of less than 200 points in the nine subjects of the high school entrance examination, get into Jingning High School?

Seeing everyone's attitude, Yan Hui sneered.

A bell rang in the quiet office, Yan Hui took a look, it was Yuan Bing's good friend.

Yan Hui took the mobile phone and walked out of the class while answering the phone.

Still no one dared to control, and everyone remained silent.

Just like treating Wen Han's bullying, they still have this attitude.

It's just that one is fear and the other is evil.

"Hey, Sister Yan, I heard that your confession was rejected?"

The man's laughter could be heard over the phone.

"None of your business," Yan Hui looked at the empty playground, "Chen Zijiao, have you been beaten up lately?"

"No, no, I'm just curious. Don't you like Qin Mingli? Why did you suddenly change your taste? And your gender?"

"Heh, who told you that I like Qin Mingli's black ball?"

"That's what everyone says. If you say that you have a different attitude towards Qin Mingli, you must have a crush on Qin Mingli."

"My attitude towards Qin Mingli is the same as that towards my Simba."

"Simba?" Chen Zijiao asked suspiciously, "Which high school boy is Simba?"

The corner of Yan Hui's mouth curled up, "Simba is my family's Alaska."

Chen Zijiao: "..."

"It's okay, it's okay, hang up, don't delay my class."

"Hey, sister Yan is still in class?" Chen Zijiao sneered, "Is the teacher teaching you English lessons? Or are you teaching fighting lessons to the teacher?"

"Did you fart in Yuning High School?" Yan Hui glanced at the time on the phone, "You don't have class at this point and come out to bully me?"

"Hee hee, we have physical education class this time, but I know yours is English class, you must be skipping class if you answer my phone now." Chen Zijiao said meanly.

"Why do you call me when you know I'm in class?" Yan Hui turned her head to look at the toilet at the entrance of the corridor, "Wait for me to beat you up, hang up."

"Huh? Hello??" Chen Zijiao frowned looking at the hung up phone.

It's over!He made Yan Hui anxious!

There are toilets on both sides of the corridor on each floor of the teaching building. When Yan Hui and Chen Zijiao were talking nonsense just now, she heard the toilet making noise.

There is a sign in front of the toilet door that says "Maintenance".

Yan Hui kicked it away, pushed open the door and walked in. There was a mop on the doorknob of the last toilet, an empty bucket next to it, water was everywhere, and two big words were written in lipstick on the door. The "slut".

Yan Hui didn't even need to ask to know that the heroine Wen Han was locked inside.

Yan Hui removed the mop handle, pressed the handle, and opened the door.

There was wet Wen Han in his eyes, sitting on the toilet, looking at Yan Hui indifferently, his eyes were still so cold and lifeless.

Wen Han only wore school uniform trousers and a white short sleeve. When the short sleeve was wet, it was very permeable. He could clearly see what kind of underwear Wen Han was wearing underneath.

The trousers are fine, after all, they are the school uniforms that Jingning spent a lot of money on. They are well ventilated and waterproof, so they don't get too wet.

Yan Hui opened the school uniform, she was wearing a short sleeve, short sleeve and a vest, glanced at Wen Han's upper body, took off the short sleeve and handed it to Wen Han.

"Change it."

Wen Han didn't answer, raised his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Are you interested?"

This guy probably thought that everything she was enduring now was ordered by her.

"If I want to trouble you," Yan Hui kicked the bucket next to her, and smiled sarcastically, "I'll do it directly instead of resorting to pediatric tricks."

"You should also know what kind of temper I have." Yan Hui stepped on the steps, leaned closer to Wen Han, and glanced at the phone, "There are still 10 minutes to finish class, if you don't mind being watched by everyone..."

His eyes looked back and forth at Wen Han's upper body, "You don't have to change it."

Wen Han frowned slightly, picked up his short sleeves, and was about to take off the drenched short sleeves, but saw Yan Hui still staring at her with wide eyes.

Yan Hui frowned at her, with an extremely rascally smile on the corner of her mouth.

Wen Han: "..."

Wen Han wanted to turn around and take off his clothes, but felt that this action was too much...too revealing, so he could only take off his wet short sleeves in front of Yan Hui's unscrupulous eyes.

Picking up Yanhui's short sleeves, there was a faint fragrance of jasmine, just about to put them on, when suddenly someone grabbed her wrist.

"Wait a moment."

Wen Han wanted to shake off Yan Hui's hand, but Yan Hui was too strong and she couldn't shake it.

"what are you doing!?"

Yan Hui took off her clothes, looked at the red spot on Wen Han's collarbone, raised her hand and rubbed it, but it didn't come off.

"birthmark?"

Wen Han said coldly: "It's none of your business."

"Don't tell me?" Yan Hui kicked out the clothes that Wen Han took off on the ground, and then hid the clean short sleeves behind her, "If you don't tell me, then you go out naked?"

Yan Hui looked into her eyes like ink, "get out of class is over in one minute."

Wen Han shook off Yan Hui's hand, and was about to push open the toilet door and go out while wearing underwear.

Yan Hui frowned, and pulled Wen Han back abruptly, "Are you so sick? Are you playing streaking?"

Wen Han hung his head and said nothing, with an indifferent attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"I just want to know if this is a birthmark of yours. Is it so difficult to tell?" Yan Hui rubbed her cheek speechlessly, "What? If it's not a birthmark, it could be Shougong Sha?"

The toilet door was opened, and students in twos and threes walked in.

Yan Hui pressed Wen Han inside, turned around and locked the door.

"Hey? There's a lot of water on the ground, and the cleaning lady hasn't come to clean it up yet?"

"Maybe it's just been repaired. If you haven't come, it's urgent to clean."

"Someone has taken up the pit at the back, let's wait for a while."

Gradually all the pits were replaced, except for the last pit near the window, which never came out from the beginning to the end.

Someone knocked on the door, "Is there anyone in there?"

Yan Hui threw a sentence, "There is someone."

After a while, someone knocked on the door, and before Yan Hui returned, the people outside started acting.

"The one inside is Wen Han. When I rang the bell, I saw Wen Han go in." The man knocked on the door again and said with a smile, "Wen Han, you've been squatting inside for more than ten minutes. What's wrong? Constipation Don't occupy the latrine and don't shit.

"I said you... Come out quickly, so many students have to go to the toilet, you are always occupying the pit, it is too much."

Immediately, someone echoed, "That's right, Wen Han, come out quickly, don't take possession of her, she's so lacking in quality, as expected, the people raised in single-parent families are not very good."

The curses from people outside became louder and louder, but the warmth in Yan Hui's arms was still indifferent.

His expression was still indifferent, as if he had become accustomed to it.

Yan Hui felt that what she was holding was not a person, but a puppet without emotion and flesh and blood.

This feeling made Yanfen very uncomfortable.

The door was knocked non-stop, very irritable, Yan Hui took the short sleeve, and forced it on her with Wen Han's speechless eyes.

Then kicked the door open.

There was only a painful cry from the woman behind the door.

Yan Hui pulled Wen Han out, looked at the people around her with extreme displeasure, and said in a bad tone: "Who the hell did it? Knock knock, if you don't want your hand, I'll cut it off for you?"

Looking at it this way, there is another acquaintance, the girl with the big nose.

Seeing Yan Hui staring at her, she became agitated, and quickly pointed to the woman who was holding her nose and screaming on the ground for the first time.

Yan Hui turned her head and saw that she was also an acquaintance, a girl with acne.

"You just knocked outside?" Yan Hui picked up the collar of the acne-prone woman, "Who the hell gave you the guts to rush me?"

The acne girl was crying, her nose was bloody, "I... I didn't know that Sister Yan... Sister Yan, you were in there, I thought... thought it was... Wen Han."

"Wen Han can knock?"

The acne girl glanced at the hands Yan Hui and Wen Han were holding, and thought of Yan Hui's public confession to Wen Han two days ago, she was terrified, and immediately shook her head and said, "No...don't dare, I don't dare, Sister Yan ,I was wrong."

Yan Hui clutched her collar tightly, and said threateningly: "If I see you... bullying Wen Han, I will throw you from the window of this toilet."

This is the third floor, even if you don't die, you still have to lose arms and legs.

The acne girl nodded quickly, "Okay...Okay."

Wen Han is not very used to such occasions. The target of everyone's blocking is no longer her, but now... there is someone who stands up for her.

She shook off Yan Hui's hand, turned and left the toilet, and picked up the clothes Yan Hui kicked away before leaving.

Yan Hui watched Wen Han leave, thinking of the red spot on her collarbone.

For some reason, she always felt that she had seen that red dot somewhere.

System: [The host has not completed the "bullying heroine" plot, 1000 points will be deducted! 】

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