In this era, school disciplines and school ethos were very strict, and the behavior of male and female students was even stricter. If the teacher found out that there were problems between male and female students, they would be dropped out of school directly.
Ling Xiaowei glared at Ling Chunxia coldly, "Hey Ling Chunxia, you asked me for clothes and I didn't give them to you, so you poured dirty water on me."
"Ling Chunxia, you said this! What evidence do you have!" Ling Xiaowei looked directly at Ling Chunxia and said.
"I didn't say that." Ling Chunxia retorted as soon as she opened her mouth, but then she raised her head and said: "Why do I have no evidence? I saw you took that boy's car to go to town to look at feet! You
I dare say you didn’t sit down!”
"Hey, Ling Chunxia, what kind of car is that?" A girl said with a gossipy look.
She is quite interested in cars.
These days, people in the village have never seen anyone driving a car, not even one in the town.
"Wow, Ling Xiaowei has even ridden in a car!" The girls said with envy in their voices.
"You all should be serious, it's just a car! What's so great, we are discussing Ling Xiaowei's personal conduct today." Xu Xinyan educated the other girls, pretending to be the monitor.
"Ling Xiaowei, just admit it!" Xu Xinyan said arrogantly.
"Admit what? Admit it, what do you want? You said I am good with a boy, then go find that boy and let's confront him!" Ling Xiaowei said without flinching, that person has already returned to the city to study.
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Thousands of miles away, in a quiet military primary school in the bustling downtown of the capital, Shi Mingwei was lying on his seat, holding a pen with a confused look on his face. He had been struggling for a month just to write a letter.
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"Shi Mingwei, what are you doing?" His deskmate asked curiously, craning his neck to look at a passage that Shi Mingwei had been struggling to write for a long time, "Is your foot okay?"
"What are you writing about? Who's foot is injured?" my deskmate laughed.
"Go, if you don't understand, don't make trouble, I'm busy!" Shi Mingwei thought for a while and added a question mark after this sentence, which was much better.
He sent the letter today. After a month, he finally finished it. In his mind, he unconsciously thought of Ling Xiaowei's face with two little dimples when she smiled.
Thinking of this, I smiled unconsciously.
When Shi Mingwei's deskmate saw this, he looked disgusted and said exaggeratedly: "Shi Mingwei, what are you doing? You are laughing so disgustingly."
"Damn monkey, who do you think is disgusting!" Shi Mingwei said as he chased the monkey and joined the crowd of people in the class who were full of energy and jumping up and down in the classroom.
The happy boy chasing after him didn't know that the person he was thinking about had completely forgotten about him a long time ago.
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"Ling Chunxia, you dare to spread rumors about me. Don't blame me for not treating you as a sister. You have forgotten the little secret in your heart. Do you want me to bring you here now? I can get the evidence.
Yes." Ling Xiaowei ignored Xu Xinyan and said directly to Ling Chunxia.
When Ling Chunxia heard this, her face changed drastically. She stepped forward to block Ling Xiaowei and said to Xu Xinyan: "Xu Xinyan, those words say that I am talking nonsense. Don't believe it. There are no boys from the city. The clothes she is wearing belong to her father."
made."
Ding ding ding... The preparation bell for class rang at the right time. Ling Xiaowei pushed aside the people surrounding her and ran to the classroom.
Ling Chunxia pulled Xu Xinyan and said: "You are not allowed to go out and talk nonsense about this matter. Ling Xiaowei, please don't touch her." She is really afraid of this Ling Xiaowei now. She has really changed too much, and she can't change.
acknoledged.
She originally wanted to use this to drive Ling Xiaowei out of school, but in the end nothing was done. Xu Xinyan was furious, but she still wanted to give Ling Chunxia face.
In class, Ling Xiaowei listened carefully and took notes carefully. She just wanted to study quietly! She really didn't want to get involved in the conflicts of the clique.
But sometimes you can’t just stay on your own if you don’t want to participate.
There are always people who will give you trouble.
When collecting homework books, she deliberately refused to accept them from you. When handing out test papers, she deliberately refused to give them to you. Ling Xiaowei found that things were getting more and more serious. It seemed that she had to develop her own power.
Develop a force that can compete with those self-proclaimed good students.
After having this idea, Ling Xiaowei began to consciously cultivate this force. What she cultivated was the group of bad students. The simplest and most direct way was to give in to them.
The poor students were most afraid of doing homework, so Ling Xiaowei would copy their homework for them. She would also help them with tutoring for the poor students. In just a few days, Ling Xiaowei had gained countless good friends.
Gradually, there would always be people around her, and she would go to the toilet with others, and some boys would take the initiative to help her clean up during class breaks.
Anyone who caused trouble for her would help her to block it. Qiao Qiaodan, who was hostile to her at first, has now become her fan girl. She and Jiang Haidong have become her human shields. Anyone who wants to cause trouble for Ling Xiaowei
, it all has to go through both of them.
After studying, she just learns how to make clothes. She goes back from school every day to finish her homework, and then learns how to make clothes from her father, from pattern making, to cutting, and sewing. Now she has learned it in a decent way.
After four or five days of hard work, she finally sewed one piece of clothing by herself, and her father also made the other nine pieces of clothing, all of which were worn by girls of her age.
Dad meant that if he couldn't sell it, he could still keep it for her to wear.
Ling Xiaowei was particularly happy when she looked at the finished clothes in front of her. The styles of these clothes were all designed by her. Her drawings were immature, but through her father's skillful hands, these clothes became taller.
"Well, I have been making clothes for half my life, and this is the first time I have made a style like this. Xiaowei, are clothes like this popular outside now?" Ling Guoqiang looked at his finished product and sighed.
"Dad, don't worry! I'm confident that these clothes can all be sold!" This corduroy jacket looks so good! And these overalls, how stylish they are.
Ling Xiaowei put on a jacket made from old clothes and put on nine-point harem pants. Then she went to look in the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. She was so beautiful. This person! You really have to rely on clothes.
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Although they are all remade from old clothes, they look much better after changing the style.
Zhang Cuifen looked at Ling Xiaowei's beauty from the side coldly, and said sarcastically: "These clothes are not as good-looking as those sold outside, who wants your clothes?"
"Aunt Zhang, you are now a family with us. Now my father and I are thinking of ways to make money. If you don't encourage us or help us, forget about it. You still throw cold water on me like this. Do you think it's appropriate for you to do this?" Ling Xiaowei said directly.