"Liang Yimo, if you don't agree with what I said, say it and let everyone listen."
Master Miejie stood on the podium and waved her hands as hard as she could. Her eyes were full of viciousness, and the words she spoke were like sharp knives, piercing into Liang Yimo's heart, causing severe pain.
People in the classroom were already whispering to each other, Liang Yimo's face turned pale, and she bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from collapsing.
The rumors were so terrible, they came over like a tide, drowning her and leaving her covered with holes...
This was when Liang Yimo was most vulnerable. She thought of Ye Chen and wanted to hear his voice so that she could persevere even in the face of vicious words.
Yizhen's crisp voice rang in the class, causing the whispering classmates to quiet down and look over, "Teacher Wang, you can't slander Liang Yimo like this. As a teacher, you should pay attention to evidence and treat your students
Saying insults doesn't make you worthy of being a good teacher."
It was Zheng Ying'er, with an angry look on her face, and amazing power coming from her petite body, like a messenger of justice, speaking out for Liang Yimo.
Obviously, Zheng Ying'er's words were recognized by everyone. Master Miejie had obviously been holding back her anger today, and Liang Yimo happened to be hit by a gun, seeking death. A noble woman like Liang Yimo should not be so depraved.
In fact, they were all wrong. Liang Yimo was that kind of woman. The night she walked to the nightclub, she knew that she was a person who would do anything for her own benefit. A market woman like her was no longer worthy of staying in a holy place like campus.
place, but she couldn't drop out of school. She knew this was what her mother wanted most.
I just didn't expect that when she needed help the most, Zheng Ying'er, a girl who had only met her a few times but had a deep affection for her, would stand up for her righteously and break the rumors.
Seeing her angry and fighting for her, she actually felt a sense of dependence.
"Classmate Zheng Ying'er, how can you speak for Liang Yimo?" It is obvious that Master Miejie is still very afraid of Zheng Ying'er's family background.
The facial expression she had shown towards Liang Yimo just now had already calmed down. Facing Zheng Ying'er, her tone was as gentle as that of a woman as gentle as water, teaching her patiently.
Her father is a diplomat, and her mother is a well-known pianist in China. Zheng Ying'er is inherited from her mother and has a very good piano talent. She is famous in F University and even the entire city. She comes from a good family and her parents are well-educated.
A girl with a higher education, she is full of artistic cells and has a pure and transparent heart. Teacher Miejie unanimously believes that Liang Yimo taught her bad things.
Who made her the daughter of a swindler, and who made her have a face that can confuse men.
"Teacher, please take back what you just said. Liang Yimo is a good girl, she is not that kind of person." Zheng Yinger was determined not to back down, with a stubborn look on her face.
Zheng Ying'er's behavior not only puzzled Master Miejie and other classmates, but also confused Liang Yimo. In fact, she didn't have to do this. Even if she was a friend, she didn't have to do this for her sake. You must know that openly confronting the teacher in F University is to do it.
Credits were deducted.
"Classmate Zheng Ying'er, you are really hopeless." Mrs. Miejie cast a disappointed look at Zheng Ying'er, then turned around and walked to the podium to start her lesson today.
She did not apologize. To her, it would be ridiculous for a teacher to apologize to a student, even if she was wrong.
It's just that I don't know how many people can listen to this class, especially the lecturer who has an agitated look on his face, and the listeners are even more unintentional, each whispering quietly.
Liang Yimo sat in his seat, staring at the blackboard, enduring the noisy whispers around him, just like a clown, enduring being pointed out.
Liang Yimo, you have to be strong and not get hit.
Flashing before her eyes, a ball of paper hit Liang Yimo's table. She looked up and saw Zheng Ying'er's smiling face. She gestured to open it, and Liang Yimo opened the note. There were a few elegant words written on it with a pen.
, after reading those words, Liang Yimo felt like tears filled his eyes.
Liang Yimo remained calm in the face of many rumors, but Zheng Ying'er's words touched her deeply: Let those rumors go to hell, I will always be with you.
A mischievous smile and a word warmed her silent and cold heart.