Miss, are you stuttering as the principal?
After leaving the principal's office, I immediately stretched out a lot...I planned to recognize the class...
"Are you the girl who offended our Mr. Leng at the freshman presentation?" As soon as I entered the class and found a seat to sit down, a woman who had cut her skirt extremely short came towards me with her butt twisted...
"Master Leng?... Is that the iceberg?"
I thought about it for a while and then it dawned on me.
"What a village girl,"
The woman cursed contemptuously.
Huh? I'm a village girl. You'd better remember what I said today.
Just when I was about to stand up to retort, a well-behaved girl suddenly pulled the corner of my clothes and reminded me with concern: Don't provoke them.
I was stunned for a moment, then smiled sweetly at her: "Thank you, but... OK! I won't be defeated that easily,"
"Oh, you girl are so arrogant!" The woman glared at the kind-hearted girl and continued to say to me.
"Thank you for the compliment, but I am not as good as you, Miss. What kind of virtue are you? You wear clothes as if you are not wearing any clothes, are your eyes painted with wall paint? If you don't know how to put on makeup, go home and study for two years. Here,
Who are you embarrassing? Look at the broken watch you brought that was out of date 3 months ago. How dare you blame other village girls? Your mother never taught you that people should be self-aware?" I breathed.
Said a lot...
"Look again at a certain woman whose face is blue and her fingers are trembling and pointing at me: You, you, you."
Chapter completed!