He intuitively felt that he couldn't say this. If he did, he would be beaten.
With a slight cough, Meng Feiyu stepped away.
Now Jian Yichen is not easy to mess with.
But it's also very strange.
Although Jian Yichen was obviously unhappy and angry with Chi Zao, when they went to the canteen at noon, the three of them still went together.
However, after eating, Jian Yichen stood up and said, "Fat man and the others are waiting for us at the school gate. Let's go."
Meng Feiyu was stunned and was pulled away by Jian Yichen, leaving Chi Zao alone.
Chi Zhan finished his meal and returned to the classroom.
I got a call on the way and it was Long Er.
"Miss Chi, the car matter has been taken care of. Do I want to take you to school?"
Long Er knew that Chi Zao was in his third year of high school and was very busy with his studies.
Chi Zao took his mobile phone and walked around the empty playground instead of rushing upstairs.
"I didn't ask you to buy a car to take me to school."
"I know, I know, it's for the convenience of doing things in the future, I understand." Long Er said hurriedly.
"Hmm." Chi Zao thought for a while, "At one o'clock in the evening, wait for me at Langui Community. Send me somewhere."
"good!"
…
Chi Zao returned to the classroom thinking about Yunshan Park.
As soon as she entered the classroom, she realized something was wrong.
It was only a little after one o'clock. This is usually the time for everyone to take a nap. There are generally not many people in the classroom, and some people are sleeping on the table.
But today, there were many people in the classroom, everyone gathered in the room, and there was a lot of discussion.
"Let me go, who did this? It couldn't be Liu Chao again, it's so cruel."
"Hey, she deserves it!"
"Shh, she's here!"
Someone saw Chi Zao at the door and quickly reminded him.
The classroom suddenly fell silent.
The air is a little stagnant.
Chi Zao's eyes flashed slightly, he took two steps and saw the accident site.
Her chair fell to the ground.
The desktop is colorfully painted with chalk.
There was a pile of torn white paper on the table. Oh no, it wasn't white paper, but the fifty coffin paintings. They were all torn to pieces and thrown on her seat.
On the table, on the chairs, on the floor, everything.
Chi Zao's eyes turned cold.
She looked at her seat, her face clearly expressionless, but it made people feel bitingly cold.
No one spoke, but their gazes included sarcasm, jokes, contempt, pity, and a look at a play.
She raised her head and scanned the classroom: "Who did it?" The whole classroom was quiet. At this time, Cheng Qingdie on the side slowly spoke, "Chi Zao, forget it, we saw this when we came in, who
You won’t even admit what you did. It’s useless for you to ask here.”
"That's right. Who would admit it?"
"It's not that there's something wrong with me as a person, how could I be targeted like this?"
"..."
The sounds came and went.
But he didn't help Chi Zao.
Chi Zao didn't look at Cheng Qingdie, "I asked, who did it."
"It's probably a misunderstanding. Forget it, Chi Zao, please clear the table and treat it as a matter of course. After all, we are all classmates in the same class."
Chi Zao narrowed his eyes slightly and finally looked at her, "Where did you go?"
Cheng Qingdie raised his eyebrows, "What else do you want? This is obviously aimed at your drawing of a coffin. Who asked you to draw a coffin and write your name on it? If you want to pursue it now, then you must first change your fault. Draw every day.
Coffin, let others think what they think. But you can explain it now in front of all of us, talk it out, treat it as a misunderstanding, and let it go."
"When did I say it was a misunderstanding? What does it have to do with what I drew?" Chi Zao slightly pulled his lower lip and smiled coldly, "I ask again, who did this?"
Everyone around watched the show in silence, feeling a little surprised at the same time.
Judging from her momentum, it seems that she will not give up until she finds the culprit.
But who would come out and admit it at this time? Wouldn't that be stupid?
Seeing that no one was moving, Chi Zao smiled coldly. His eyes roamed around, and finally settled on the corner of the classroom, near the trash can.
Probably every class is the same. Students with good grades will most likely be seated in the front row, while students with poor grades who give the teacher a headache will always be seated in the back row.
Especially the seat in the corner near the trash can, where the biggest problem student in each class sits.
However, Class 7 is a bit special. The biggest problem student, besides Jian Yichen, is this girl. He Caiwei is a little taller than most girls of this age. It is said that there are soldiers in her family, and she has learned a lot of good kung fu since she was a child.
He is no weaker than boys when it comes to standing up.
She is wild, has poor grades, and has several younger brothers.
But it's still different from Jian Yichen.
Jian Yichen is the school bully, and He Caiwei is the rebellious one.
She was sitting on her seat, and several "little brothers" moved stools around her, and together they watched the farce leisurely.
Suddenly, Chi Zao looked over, his cold eyes fixed on her side.
He Caiwei was stunned for a moment. Then she became angry, slapped the table and stood up, "What do you mean! Doubt me?!"
Although she usually had little interaction with Chi Zao, and Chi Zao had a good relationship with Jian Yichen, she was not afraid of her.
Especially when she got angry. When the boys around her saw this, they also stood up, looking like they were going to fight.
But what Chi Zao was looking at was not her.
It was the fried-haired male ghost who often hung out in their classroom. He was wearing an old school uniform from Changshen and had permed hair. He was currently hanging upside down behind He Caiwei.
Today was the first time Chi Zao looked at him squarely.
Ever since she walked into the classroom just now, the explosive guy has been hanging motionless behind He Caiwei watching the fun. When she asked who did it, the explosive guy still thought that no one could see him and was just amusing himself.
He happily tapped the boy sitting next to He Caiwei on the head with one finger.
The upside-down fried-haired ghost met Chi Zao's gaze, and his pale face suddenly froze and turned into disbelief.
With a sudden movement, his ghostly shadow flew in front of Chi Zao, his pale face barely touching his face: "Are you looking at me? Can you see me?! Can you really see me?!"
Chi Zao's expression didn't change and he put his hand into his pocket.
There are also more than a dozen evil-proof charms hidden there.
The Explosive Ghost sensed something, and his face suddenly changed. He backed away repeatedly, waving his hands in horror, "No, no, no!"
After a pause, he said in disbelief, "So you can really see me. You were just faking it last time, right?"
Chi Zao glanced at him calmly and did not answer. Instead, he looked at the boy next to He Caiwei, "You did it, didn't you?"
The boy's name is Zhao Kun. He is the more noisy student in the class and he plays with He Caiwei.
Zhao Kun thought he did it without anyone noticing. After class in the afternoon, he was the last one to leave.
How could Chi Zao know it was him?
Everyone was stunned. They never expected that Chi Zao guessed Liu Chao last time and guessed Zhao Kun so confidently this time.
Could it be that it's really him?
He Caiwei was also angry for a moment and looked at Zhao Kun suspiciously.