I'm just sorry for plagiarism

On the contrary, Ms. Qing, who was still hesitating, understood everything.

Who is beneficial to destroy the evidence? If she, the vice president of the city's deepest moonfall media, can't see through it, she is really insulting herself.

"Auntie, it's not like this..." Sister Hu seemed to realize how stupid her actions were, and she waved her hand with a pale face, trying to make the last struggle.

But the other party was obviously too lazy to listen to the barren explanation, waved his hand, and walked out the door.

Now that she knew who the instigator was, she didn't have to stay in the school anymore.

This haughty attitude is not procrastinating, but the high-level leaders are sweating coldly.

If the evil fire vented on the spot, it would be easy to say, at most, it would be over if the parents called and scolded them.But it is obvious that Ms. Qing is already planning to use the means of adults to try to intervene in the daily life of these children.

What this affects is related to future employment.

Others may not be so obvious that they can be affected, but Hu Xiaoli is a literature and art student in the second class of liberal arts, and the school she will be admitted to in the future must be more or less related to art.

As the vice president of Yueluo Media, Ms. Qing, although not at the top level in the industry, still has an incalculable voice.

Now that her own daughter has been smeared like this, it is really not something a young high school student can bear if she reports one report after another.

Seeing the other party go downstairs, Li Xia couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

In fact, there is still a trump card in my hand that I haven't revealed, and that is my Chow Yun-fat identity.

Thinking about it carefully, I am already the master of juvenile literature, and it is basically a matter of one sentence to eliminate a person. Do I need to play these side-by-side tricks?

It's just that once this layer of identity is revealed, it might become quite difficult to communicate with Zhou Qili in the future, right?

After all, this girl, and even her eldest sister Zhou Qiluo, seem to have a little hostility towards that juvenile literature.

This hostility came from Cheng Qiqi.

This is really inappropriate.

After all, I still plan to get some useful information out of Zhou Qili. Now that the cards are up, wouldn't all my hard work go to waste?

For the current situation, Ms. Qing can solve it by herself, which is naturally the best way to deal with it.

Li Xia couldn't help sighing.

Although no one on the field admitted their crimes, it was clear that everything had been said.

The situation is clear, so there is no need to stay longer.

Li Xia dragged Luo Zixi, who was still in shock, around the layer upon layer of encirclement circles, and walked downstairs under the surprised eyes of the leadership director.

On the way, Luo Zixi finally came back to his senses, and asked out the doubt in his heart.

"Why don't you be wary of those dormitory management committees? It's good now, things are broken." There was still some complaints in the words, which seemed to be a pity for Li Xia's inability to make the evidence public in the first place.

But Li Xia smiled and didn't say anything.

"Actually, how can there be any evidence?" Turning his eyeballs around, taking advantage of no one, he leaned into the little girl's ear: "I, I didn't even figure out how to turn on the camera at all."

This made the little girl startled: "What do you mean? What happened to the flash that was hung on the camera before?"

"I'm not sure. I probably accidentally pressed a certain button, and the light couldn't be turned off. It affected my sleep too much at night, so I hid under the quilt."

The eldest lady scratched her head and replied.

The little girl was startled, and then she vaguely remembered.

Just a few days ago, Li Xia had asked himself about the details of watching the camera, and it seemed that he was indeed a mechanical novice who didn't understand anything.

"Could it be..." No matter how stupid she was, she understood Li Xia's intentions at this moment, and couldn't help but gasp.

"You are really brave..."

Isn't that bold?

It was originally a provocative method, but I didn't expect the opponent to be hit by it.

The earlier part of planting and framing is okay, and even the later sister Hu who threw the camera is also in Li Xia's calculations.

If Li Xia really has the information to report and expose, then what Sister Hu did is indeed a pity for the young lady.

But now, Li Xia doesn't even have a fart in his hands.

On the contrary, relying on this cloud of air, he drew out the opponent's fox tail.

Luo Zixi's pupils shrank, and she suddenly realized that the lazy girl in front of her, who was usually inconspicuous and indifferent, looked strange and distant at this moment.

It was like an impenetrable web made of layers and layers, waiting for the food to arrive. Sister Hu and that kind of dormitory management committee walked into the layers of spider web traps at the unsuspecting stall. among.

It's really scary...

Is this girl really a fifteen or sixteen year old girl?

Luo Zixi couldn't help but glanced up.

I saw this girl walking in front of her leisurely, the breeze blew her hair, her skirt fluttered, her figure was slightly thin, but it was uneven and extremely alluring.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to go to class?" The eldest lady didn't turn her head.

The little girl did not speak.

He pinched his own chest, and then couldn't help sighing again.

Obviously, there is not much difference between him and her.

Well, whether it's age or body shape.

But why, there is such an earth-shaking difference in the things loaded in this forehead?

This mind, this meticulous and orderly thinking.

It's really terrible.

----

After this matter was dealt with, it seemed that the scandal in the school suddenly became much quieter.

Isn't this nonsense?

Even if you think about it with your toes, you can know who deliberately spread the so-called gossip news.

The eldest lady didn't know how Ms. Qing handled this matter later, but she just vaguely remembered that since that day, the management committee members headed by sister Hu never used excuses to harass her again.

Even occasionally when passing by the corridor, you can still see the other party's eyes filled with anger and fear.

It's like watching a lion in a zoo.

Disdainful, but dare not provoke too much.

Lixia is also happy and leisurely.

It's fine for them not to make trouble for themselves. As for their own person in the other's heart, whether it is a monster or a scheming bitch, it doesn't matter.

As long as you are happy with yourself.

Time flies.

There's not much to talk about in early June either.

The temperature gradually increases.

In the flower beds on the edge of the road, the speed of the browning of the vegetation has vaguely accelerated a lot.

Industrial pollution has gradually continued in 09, and Yecheng seems to have not been spared. The air has become increasingly turbid, but it has followed the old path of the previous life.

Coupled with the increase in temperature, the quality of vegetation has also become somewhat unsatisfactory.

This is also impossible.

After all, if a county needs to develop, it needs to pay some conditions.

Yecheng is a tourist city, and it is not considered to be the leader in the construction of heavy industry. In the end, it was still affected a lot by the surrounding development.

It's a little different today.

The weather was clear and cloudless.

There was a quiet and quiet surrounding, and even the surrounding buildings that were still being renovated were also posted with signs saying that construction was suspended.

Ok.

June 6th, and June 7th.

Almost every domestic candidate is most looking forward to, but also the most nervous moment.

The day when thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge has finally arrived.

Chapter 30 Chapter 30

The college entrance examination is a special day that is almost enough to be defined as a traditional festival in China.

The quantity can be described as quite grand.

When this day comes, those candidates who are graduating this year are either nervous, uneasy, or confident, and most of them have mixed feelings.

Isn't it just complicated?

Gathering the results of more than ten years of hard work in those three days, even Li Xia's mentality of being a man in two lifetimes can't help but secretly sweating.

However, today's protagonist is not her.

Looking at Cheng Qiqi who was still yawning beside him, Li Xia sighed for no reason, but he always felt that he had no idea.

That's right.

The elementary school girl who is about to graduate from high school finally ushered in the most important moment in her life.

final exam.

Whether she can be admitted to the central media depends on her own efforts.

He vaguely remembered the previous life, he and Cheng Qiqi were not close friends, only met a few times through Lao Zhou later.At best, it is a relationship that you meet on the street, and then you can just smile and say hello.

Really shallow.

So as to which university he got into, Lixia only heard Zhou Yuze mention it occasionally, so he wasn't particularly familiar with him.

Kawami?

Every time Zhou Yuze in the previous life mentioned this matter, he would pat his thigh and show off to Li Xia with a radiant blush on his face.

It was as if it was not someone else who graduated from there, but his old Zhou.

Li Xia laughed for a while.

In all fairness, in terms of grades alone, Lao Zhou's grades in the later period not only did not decline, but instead rose steadily.

Coupled with the support of his father, the university he was admitted to was considered a famous domestic brand 911. Compared with Chuanmei, it was only right, but not inferior.

But it seems that in order to show off the strength of that little girlfriend, whenever he talked about studying, Lao Zhou would subconsciously boast about the university that Cheng Qiqi was in.

Although these things happened in the previous life, in this life, due to the influence of Li Xia, a little butterfly, Cheng Qiqi and Zhou Yuze never got together at all, and it could even be said that they were strangers.

But for those past events, when I recall them, they are still vivid.

Cheng Qiqi's examination room was not too far from Mingde High School, it was an ordinary high school near Gelan Bridge.

The senior leadership there heard the news, and arranged for a holiday after the first year of high school exams early, and they were very happy.

Only the sophomores were settled in other schools for tutoring in order to face the upcoming small college entrance examination.

Due to the schedule, the time of the junior college entrance examination will be a few days later than the college entrance examination, which can be described as hard work.

The surrounding area is extremely quiet at the moment. Although I have seen many candidates’ parents on the street one after another, the travel ban has been posted. Except for some cars, motorcycles that make a lot of noise are not allowed to go out on this day. of.

Gradually, even the cordons and banners were pulled away to ensure a quiet and undisturbed environment for students to answer questions.

Li Xia was a little emotional.

This kind of atmosphere of nervous arrangement of the surrounding environment is indeed more likely to appear in small cities. When I went to work in other places, such as Shangyue, although the atmosphere there was a bit loose, it was not as grand as the one in Yecheng.

The eldest lady and Cheng Qiqi sat at a casual booth, surrounded by soy milk and fried dough sticks. It was a breakfast shop similar to a mobile stall, which sold everything, pancakes, fried dough sticks, and some soups. There were a few people on the cart. A folding mazza and a folding table can be used anywhere. Although simple, it is warm.

The proprietress who runs the restaurant is an elderly lady.

With a pleasant smile and incomparable gentleness, it seemed that most of the nervousness about the approaching college entrance examination would be wiped away at a glance.

"nervous?"

Li Xia squeezed Cheng Qiqi's weak and boneless little hand, and asked with a smile.