During this period, the head teacher Deng Zhen called her, and she turned on the speaker phone in front of Long Er.
Deng Zhen scolded her with all her might: "Chi Zao, I don't care and I don't want to care whether you come to class or not! But if you haven't seen your parents this afternoon, you should stop studying!"
Long Er looked at her in surprise.
Is this... a bad girl?
Chi Zao raised her head slightly with half-squinted eyes. The sun shone on her face, shining white, and said in a lazy voice, "Well, I'll give you my uncle's number. Just tell him directly."
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned, "Your uncle?" Doesn't she only have one mother?
Chi Zao reported Lin Yaoguo's number, and finally added meaningfully: "His name is Lin Yaoguo, and he is the boss of Lin's enterprise."
Before Deng Zhen could react, she hung up the phone.
Not long after, Lin Yaoguo and Song Huazhu called, but Chi Zao answered the phone.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Luxury cars can be seen everywhere outside Changshen Campus, lining up.
Only Chi Zao didn't even have a school bag, put his hands in his pockets, walked through the traffic with his legs, and walked into the school in a blink of an eye.
She transferred to Changshen last summer, and was in Class 7, the class with the lowest grades in the entire grade.
In fact, her grades were not bad before, but then Xie Yunzhi's health took a turn for the worse. She was distressed and anxious, and how could she find the time to study.
Not to mention after she transferred to another school, the scar on her face earned her so much ridicule in Changshen that she couldn't integrate into this huge aristocratic college.
Chi Zao turned on the system and found that task two had been completed.
I clicked on the mall again and took a look, resisting the urge to exchange.
I stepped into Class 7, and the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.
"Let me go, she still dares to come to class. Yesterday I heard that she was called a dog by the head teacher!"
"Who is he? He drew coffins to curse others. I wonder who was so unlucky that she wrote his name on it."
"One mouse poop spoiled the whole pot of porridge. Now half of the school knows about the immoral things she did, and they are all laughing at our class!"
"..."
The surrounding discussions were sarcastic and undisguised.
Only the fat boy sitting at the back of the classroom felt a little guilty.
Chi Zao seemed not to have heard those sounds and walked to his seat expressionlessly, only to find that the books on the table were a little messy and had obviously been turned over.
"Um, Chi Zao..." The fat boy in the back seat stood up, as if he wanted to say something to her.
Chi Zao raised his eyes and glanced at him.
Her eyes were obviously very indifferent, but for some reason, Liu Shaowei's heart trembled, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say.
Only he knew that Chi Zao drew the coffin but did not write a name.
It's him. He just wanted to play a prank yesterday, but he didn't expect it to cause such a big fuss...
He wanted to explain to Chi Zao, but now everyone... Moreover, Chi Zao's eyes made him feel even more guilty.
Chi Zao ignored him and was not ready to sit down for class.
She took out all the remaining A4 papers in her drawer, turned around and left the classroom.
"No, she's absent from class again! Does she really not want to study anymore?"
"Let her go. Our class will be better off without her. I think my grades will go up from time to time."
"..."
Chi Zao did not leave the school, but went to the top floor of the music teaching building alone, blowing in the wind while completing daily tasks.
Not long after, the phone rang, and when I opened it, it was a message from Long Er: Sister, you are awesome! I changed my clothes and went to talk as you said, and the matter is really done! Tonight at seven o'clock, Yuxi Restaurant!
After Chi Zao replied, he continued to draw the "coffin".
She gradually became more proficient in her technique and her painting speed was much faster than yesterday.
As I was painting, the originally quiet place suddenly became noisy.
Chi Zao, who was lying on the parapet, was slightly startled.
The top floor of this music teaching building is very large and spacious. It was one of her favorite places during her soul period. However, the top floor is dangerous after all, and few people come there.
Unexpectedly, this time, as soon as we arrived, a group of people came.
She raised her body slightly and looked towards the door. There were two groups of boys, about a dozen or so, who were not wearing school uniforms properly. A fat man was grabbed, looking a little embarrassed.
"Class 2, let's teach this fat guy a lesson. You should mind your own business!"
"You want to beat up our people, but you also tell us to leave it alone. What nonsense! Do you know whose younger brother he is?"
"...Jian, Jian Yichen?"
"He calls us Brother Jian Shaoyeng, we must protect him!"
"Damn, so what, Jian Yichen is not in school, how can he still be so lenient?!"
As soon as these words were said, a wanton voice came from the corridor: "Who said I'm not in school?"
The wind suddenly intensified.
A tall boy walked out of the shadows, with his hands in his pockets. His facial features were three-dimensional, and his bangs were blown up, revealing his sharp and arrogant eyes.
I was a little frightened when I saw him, but his face was so handsome.
The guys didn't even have time to call his name.
A piece of A4 white paper was blown over by the wind, swirled in the air, and landed directly in front of Jian Yichen.
Jian Yichen paused.
The side with the "painting" is facing up.
Everyone looked at the lifelike coffin board and was stunned.
The boy's handsome brows immediately wrinkled and he raised his head. Those who knew him well would know that this was a sign that the school bully would get angry.
Others also realized something was wrong and turned their heads.
I saw a girl sitting cross-legged on the one-meter-high parapet at the corner. She was holding a stack of white paper in her hand. Her long hair was flying in the wind. Her eyes were black and bright, cold and deep, and she was looking surprised.
Looking at them strangely.
"Holy crap? There's a fairy!"
"No, you don't want to commit suicide with this expression!"
