Listening to Xu Se talk about the interesting stories between her parents, Jiujiu chimed in from time to time, causing Xu Se to scream. She kept saying that Jiujiu was her bosom friend. If it weren't for the evening self-study period, Xu Se would have dragged Jiujiu to become sworn sisters.
The first evening self-study period was a language class taught by the homeroom teacher.
As soon as the homeroom teacher arrived at the classroom, she looked in Zhang Jingyu's direction. Being stared at by the homeroom teacher, Zhang Jingyu instantly felt her scalp go numb. However, because of what she had done, she could only stand up unwillingly and walk to the podium with the apology letter.
Because of her unwillingness, Zhang Jingyu's footsteps were very slow, as if her legs were tied with lead weights. She walked to the podium with extra heavy steps.
Seeing Zhang Jingyu walk to the podium, the homeroom teacher's expression eased a little. The homeroom teacher glanced at Zhang Jingyu and signaled with her eyes that she could start.
Zhang Jingyu's sudden walk to the podium was too abrupt. The students in the class who were reading with their heads down couldn't help but raise their heads and look at Zhang Jingyu with confusion. They didn't know what Zhang Jingyu was going to do.
Feeling the gazes from her classmates, the prideful Zhang Jingyu's face was boiling hot. In the end, it even turned into the color of ripe berries.
Those doubtful gazes were like sharp knives scraping Zhang Jingyu's body. Zhang Jingyu felt extremely embarrassed. She really wanted to throw the two pieces of paper full of apologies in her hands to the ground, turn around, and leave.
However, as soon as this thought appeared in her mind, Zhang Jingyu felt the homeroom teacher's gaze.
After thinking about herself and the homeroom teacher, Zhang Jingyu could only bite her lips in humiliation, bury her head in front of her chest, and read the apologies she had written in humiliation.
Zhang Jingyu felt as if she had been stripped naked and thrown on the street. It was extremely humiliating.
After Zhang Jingyu read those words numbly, her tears flowed down like an open floodgate.
People always subconsciously sympathize with the weak. If two people quarreled, everyone would subconsciously sympathize with the person who cried.
At this moment, because of Zhang Jingyu's sobbing, she looked really pitiful. Even though they knew that Zhang Jingyu was in the wrong, under the circumstances of sympathy, they inexplicably felt that Zhang Jingyu was actually quite pitiful.
Moreover, it was just a dress. Zhang Jingyu only wore it for a while. How narrow-minded the homeroom teacher was to make a fuss.
After Zhang Jingyu finished reading the apology letter, she walked down the podium with her face covered.
The homeroom teacher, who originally thought that Zhang Jingyu's self-reflection letter was evasive, saw Zhang Jingyu's red eyes and could only sigh and give up.
After Zhang Jingyu apologized, she lay on her desk and cried until she was out of breath. Jiujiu, on the other hand, lowered her head and continued to write the exercise book. To her, instead of being angry with someone like Zhang Jingyu, it was more important to write more exercise books.
Jiujiu was not angry, but Xu Se was furious. She was even angrier than Jiujiu.
In the dormitory, Xu Se had the best relationship with Jiujiu. First, because she really liked Jiujiu. Second, because Zhang Jingyu and Meng Ke were too narrow-minded.
Studying was already tiring enough. When she finally returned to the dormitory, she still had to think about what her roommates meant. Xu Se really did not have the mood to think about it.
Therefore, before Zhang Jingyu and Meng Ke took the initiative, she automatically distanced herself from them.
However, even though Xu Se knew that Zhang Jingyu and Meng Ke were narrow-minded, she did not expect them to do such a shameless thing.
Even three-year-old children knew that they should not touch other people's things without permission. How shameless was Zhang Jingyu to say that she was careless when she went through Jiujiu's bag and wore her dress without her permission?
If the head teacher was not still on the podium, Xu Se would definitely rush over to Zhang Jingyu and have a good talk with her.
Xu Se was angry for a long time. When she turned around, she saw Jiujiu buried her head in the exercises.
Xu Se could not help but nudge Jiujiu's arm with her elbow and whisper, "Chen Xiao, aren't you angry?"
"Angry." Jiujiu put down her pen and looked sideways at Xu Se. "Of course I'm angry. But I also know that this is the only way."
"Why?" Xu Se glared at Zhang Jingyu fiercely and said unhappily, "She did something wrong first. Now she has the face to say that it was not intentional. Why should we let her go like this?"
If it were up to her, she would definitely tear off Zhang Jingyu's mask in front of many people and make Zhang Jingyu lose face.
Seeing Xu Se's indignant look, Jiujiu's heart warmed. She held Xu Se's hand and explained, "This matter is nothing more than Zhang Jingyu going through my bag and taking my clothes without my permission. It's okay if I make a scene once. If I make a scene too many times, even if I am in the right, I will become unreasonable and even a little narrow-minded. Besides, she has learned her lesson this time. I didn't lose anything."
"We didn't come to school to scheme against each other. We came to study. Instead of having time to argue with people like Zhang Jingyu, it's better to do a few more pages of exercises. Don't you think so?"
After listening to Jiujiu's words, Xu Se's anger dissipated. She nodded and said, "You're right. If we have time to argue with people like her, it's better to do more exercises."
Seeing that Xu Se had listened to her words, Jiujiu picked up the pen that she had just put down and continued to do exercises.
Jiujiu's side was sunny and breezy, but Zhang Jingyu was crying uncontrollably.
From the moment she stepped down from the podium, Zhang Jingyu buried her head in her arms and began to cry. When the evening self-study session was over, Zhang Jingyu still couldn't stop crying. And the worst thing was that she didn't cry silently, but cried loudly.
The people sitting in front and behind of Zhang Jingyu, who had some sympathy for Zhang Jingyu, dissipated under the attack of Zhang Jingyu's crying during the three classes. What was left was a strong sense of impatience and disgust.
Just like what Jiujiu said, they came to school to study hard and strive to get into a good university. After graduation, they would find a good job and become a person above others.
But on your way to study, if someone suddenly appeared and kept disturbing you, would you like her?
The answer was naturally no.
The people who originally sympathized with Zhang Jingyu changed their attitude towards Zhang Jingyu when they saw her crying non-stop during the three classes.
After school, Jiujiu took a few textbooks that she needed to bring back to read and pulled Xu Se back to the dorm.
Back in the dorm, Jiujiu put the textbooks on the table, picked up the dress that Zhang Jingyu wore, and went to the bathroom.
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