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"Isn't that Lin Ya, who killed Chen Tingting, and she still has the face to come to school?"
"What did she do? Chen Tingting was forced to death by her."
"What else can I do? Knowing that Chen Tingting likes Meng Ziming, she still flirts with him."
"No way, isn't Lin Ya only interested in grades?"
"With a stinky face all day long, it makes people feel that she is out of this world. In private, I don't know how indecent. I heard that she has spent the night at a strange man's house for the past two days!"
"Really?"
"There are pictures and there are truths!"
Sitting in the classroom, even though she didn't want to listen to gossip, those random discussions kept pouring into Lin Ya's ears.
The so-called, no one does it when there is a need to send charcoal in the snow;
These people thought she was not disturbing enough, so they deliberately ran to the window of her class and made irresponsible remarks. Afraid that she would not be able to hear, she deliberately shouted at the top of her voice.
It is not enough to hold a small meeting with two or three people, but we must gather nine or ten people to hold a criticism meeting.
When Chen Tingting was alive, she didn't see how close they were to her. After her death, they were more sad than her buddies.
Standing on the high ground of morality, they scolded her for being shameless, not only driving her classmates to death, but also colluding outside the school, ruining the school spirit.
They even advocated that a "scumbag" like her who can only take high scores should not continue to stay in a provincial key high school like Sangao.
"The next step is to file a joint letter and get the school to expel me?" Lin Yawei sighed inaudibly. With the hand holding the pen, he casually wrote the calculation formula on the draft paper.
Come whatever you want.
Song Qi, a brainless person, sent the voting link of "Whether to boycott Lin Ya to stay in the three high schools" to the large group of the class.
Because the message was sent more than two minutes ago, the message cannot be withdrawn. Zheng Yu and Su Jiajia smiled all the way and disappeared the news.
Normally, Lin Ya must have not seen the news. But this time, as soon as the news came out, she rarely saw it.
The vote was not as one-sided as imagined. People who maintain a neutral attitude account for more than half. But those who voted for it were basically over 40 years old.
Lin Ya took a closer look, and found the id "Song Qi's mother" in the comment section below the vote.
"Parents actually participated in this voting!" Lin Ya exclaimed.
The person who initiated this vote is really amazing. Watch the fun, don't think it's a big deal. Don't be afraid of burning yourself.
If the person involved is not herself, Lin Ya thinks climbing the stairs to read comments is a good pastime.
It's just that rumors are fiercer than tigers. If they are left unchecked like this, I'm afraid the principal will talk to her in person.
Lin Ya is the best at writing short essays.
?Picking up the Jiugong grid, within three minutes, typed three hundred words eloquently. After double-checking and confirming that the sentences are fluent and that there are no typos, she sent the small composition to the class group.
As soon as the news was sent out, the class group exploded.
"AhLin Ya, you actually wrote a small composition!"
"When Chen Tingting fell into the water, she wasn't there."
"Chen Tingting fell into the water, does it have nothing to do with her?"
"She took no responsibility for it. If she didn't do anything, why would Chen Tingting hate her?"
"That's right, it's clearly written in her suicide note, it was Lin Ya who forced her to death!"
"She really has no sense of shame. She drove people to death without any apologies."
"Sure enough, the exam filters out only the scumbags, and what remains is the scumbags!"
Before one message was read, the next message popped up. News and news, Lin Ya's essay, has long since disappeared.
The only thing that can be seen is everyone's own subjective comments.
People who think Lin Ya is innocent and those who think Lin Ya is guilty are fighting in the group. Sixteen or seventeen-year-old children are already outspoken. At the beginning, they talked about facts, but later they directly rose to personal attacks.
Zhu Qing rushed to the classroom in time to reaffirm discipline before the personal attack turned into a force blow. She emphasized not to post Lin Ya's essay on the Internet or anywhere else.
However, before the words were finished, the original text of Lin Ya's essay appeared on the school's post bar. Interestingly, the poster who posted this post is not yet in Lin Ya's class.
The post quickly became a popular post.
NoIn half an hour, almost 80% of the students in the school had read Lin Ya's essay. Although Zhu Qing contacted the bar owner and asked him to help delete the post, the speed of deleting the post was not as fast as posting.
Later, all the posters were melon-eating students.
? If you have not done anything wrong, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Lin Ya didn't pay much attention to the things on the post bar. If others like to scold, let them scold. The most important thing for her is to review.
Score is her life.
She has missed her homework for a few days, and if she doesn't pick it up, she will fall out of the top five in her grade.
However, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. In the math quiz, she still got the highest score in the class.
As soon as the scores came out, Song Qi posted in the class group: Lin Ya, is she still human? After killing Chen Tingting, she was still able to pass the exam so calmly. The scores are also frighteningly high.
"The high-scoring scumbag is talking about her!"
"That's right! A high-scoring scumbag."
"+1"
"+1"
"+1"
"You guys, can you restrain yourself. Lin Ya, you're still in the group!"
Su Jiajia really couldn't see it, and inserted a building in front of the 10th "+1". Immediately, Zheng Yu followed suit and said, "Keep your words. Be careful, your face will hurt in the future."
"If you are envious of Lin Ya's good grades, just say so, don't scold the grapes for being sour."
Seeing the message from Meng Ziming, Lin Ya was dumbfounded. Didn't she tell him not to express opinions, lest he get burned, why did he still speak out?
"Meng Ziming, tell me, what is your vision?"
"That's right, Chen Tingting is so nice, you just like Lin Ya!"
"Birds of a feather flock together, Mencius, are you also a beast in clothes?"
"Hey, why are there so many scumbags in our class?"
"That'sthat's"
Lin Ya hates the fish in the pond the most. In particular, the person affected was Meng Ziming.
After wandering around, Lin Ya fixed her gaze on Song Qi.
This person really likes to fan the flames.
Keep going in the group, slandering her and Meng Ziming.
"Crack!" Lin Ya slapped the table with her palm.
She stood up and shouted at Song Qi: "Song Qi, I'll give you three numbers, and apologize to Meng Ziming and me immediately."
"Why?"
Lin Ya took out a light blue envelope from her schoolbag, "Do I need to post this letter on the school post bar?"
Song Qi's face was ashen, and she reached out to grab the envelope. Lin Ya raised the letter above her head, but she couldn't hold it no matter what. In a hurry, she picked up the pencil case and threw it on Lin Ya's head.
Lin Ya turned sideways slightly, the pencil case brushed past her cheek, and hit Yi Lin behind her. Yi Lin was so angry that she threw the pencil case back.
The pencil case just hit Song Qi's nose.
Suddenly, Song Qi's nose was bleeding. Coincidentally, Song Qi fainted from blood, and when she saw blood, she passed out.
When Zhu Qing entered the classroom, Yi Lin shouted loudly: "Mr. Zhu, Lin Ya knocked Song Qi out." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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