Xia Mo picked up Lin Yiting's schoolbag that had dropped on the ground, but a digital camera fell out of it.
She felt something and couldn't help but open the photos inside to look at them.
As a result, I saw photos of Yang Zimei and Huang Yifeng inside.
It turned out that the person who took the photo and posted it to discredit the two was Lin Yiting.[
Xia Mo looked at Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei still lowered her head, doing math problems very seriously, with a calm and quiet expression. The noise around her seemed to have nothing to do with her.
Xia Mo suddenly felt that there seemed to be some mysterious power surging in her body. As for what it was, she couldn't explain it clearly. She just felt that the accidents of Chen Lili and Lin Yiting just now might have something to do with her.
From the moment Yang Zimei walked into the classroom to when she sat down, she was paying attention, but she didn't notice any movement from her.
Xia Mo suddenly felt a little creepy.
After the class bell rang, Qin Kaiwen came in. The first thing he looked at was Yang Zimei, and he was surprised to find that she was sitting calmly, with no trace of excitement or mania on her face.
If something like this happened, no girl would be able to remain calm. What a special little dragon girl!
Qin Kaiwen looked at her with admiration, as if admiring a blooming lily in the mist.
Xia Mo handed Lin Yiting's camera to him and told him what just happened.
Qin Kaiwen adjusted the photo and looked at it, nodded slightly and said, "As for Lin Yiting's behavior, I will report it to the school and publicly punish it. But what happened just now may be due to her temporary insanity. Please don't spread it around, you know?
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The whole class answered that they knew.
However, there were still people who couldn't help but tell other classmates about Lin Yiting's crazy behavior. They spread the word to ten, and then everyone in the school knew that Lin Yiting was crazy.
Lin Yiting had no shame to stay in Nancheng Middle School and transferred to her grandmother's school.
The heated incident was quickly stopped under the handling of the school, and Yang Zimei returned to his normal study life.
*
The night before the antique auction, Song Xuan seemed worried that Yang Zimei would forget, so he called her and told her to come to Mo Xuan earlier.
The next day, Yang Zimei came to Brunei Street at seven o'clock.
The streets are still very deserted, and most shops don't open until after eight o'clock.
Mo Xuan opened the door early, walked in, and saw Song Xuan seriously cleaning a piece of porcelain.[
Today, Song Xuan is wearing a light gray tunic suit with vertical stripes, which makes his figure appear taller and taller. The simple small stand-up collar reveals his unique elegance and generosity, doubling the charm of a mature man.
"Mr. Song is very handsome today." Yang Zimei couldn't help but admire.
The roots of Song Xuan's ears were slightly red, and a touch of imperceptible redness and joy appeared on his gentle face, "I am an old man, so the word handsome should be reserved for those young guys."
"Haha, Mr. Song is not old at all. Even if he is old, he is still handsome." Yang Zimei said with a smile.
When she said this, Song Xuan felt that his heart was slowly opening like an epiphyllum, and he felt refreshed and refreshed.
He looked at the simple little white dress Yang Zimei was wearing and said, "Zimei, people who enter antique auctions are usually dressed up. Your little white dress is a bit simple. I have prepared a set of clothes for you. No.
Know if you'll like it."
After saying that, he waited nervously for her answer, worried that she would be displeased or reject him outright.
"Okay." Yang Zimei didn't feel displeased at all, but said cheerfully, "When I saw you wearing this grand Chinese tunic suit, I realized that my clothes were not suitable. Thank you for helping me prepare my clothes."
Song Xuan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. He was in a particularly happy mood, so happy that he wanted to hum a song.
