Even though Cheng Weiwei was paid to mess with Li Mo, she wasn't stupid.
Cheng Weiwei was very clear that Li Mo was the most popular person in the school. If she dared to say that the person she wanted to mess with was Li Mo, the Head of Teaching would definitely expel her immediately.
Cheng Weiwei laughed dryly and waved her hand: "No, no, we were just joking."
"Joking?" The Head of Teaching glanced at Cheng Weiwei's obviously dislocated arms and said: "You broke your arms while you were playing?"
The Head of Teaching suddenly appeared and mentioned her dislocated arms before even saying a few words.
Cheng Weiwei suddenly realized that it must have been Li Mo who called the Head of Teaching to back her up.
Thinking of how important Li Mo was to the Head of Teaching, Cheng Weiwei didn't dare to admit that she wanted to bully Jiujiu. She could only swallow her grievances and say: "I didn't notice. It won't happen again."
Seeing that Cheng Weiwei didn't drag Jiujiu into this matter, the Head of Teaching nodded in satisfaction and said: "Go back to class. Oh right, Cheng Weiwei, tell your parents to come to school tomorrow."
Cheng Weiwei's academic performance was poor, and she liked to get together with the dregs in the school to bully the weak. In the past, because of Cheng Weiwei's parents, she was allowed to stay here. But now, she actually bullied Li Mo. This student couldn't be allowed to stay.
Hearing the Head of Teaching's words, Cheng Weiwei's face instantly turned pale, but she didn't dare to contradict the Head of Teaching. She could only pinch her nose and accept this loss.
Jiujiu walked out of the Head of Teaching's office and saw Wang Zheng at the corner of the corridor.
Wang Zheng was wearing a white coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. When he saw Jiujiu, his expression was cold. When Jiujiu looked over, he nodded slightly. It was obviously a greeting between a teacher and a student. But when the two brushed past each other, Jiujiu heard Wang Zheng say in her ear: "Not bad acting."
He was talking about Jiujiu's acting in the Head of Teaching's office.
Jiujiu was stunned. When she turned around, Wang Zheng was already far away.
When Jiujiu returned to the classroom, class had already started.
At this time, Jiujiu was almost 20 minutes late.
Jiujiu was twenty minutes late, but the language teacher wasn't angry at all. Instead, he waved at Jiujiu and said with a smile, "Come in."
The Chinese teacher had the worst temper among all the subjects. Just now, Cheng Yan was one minute late for the toilet, so she directly asked her to stand at the back of the classroom. When the person who was late became Jiujiu, she gently asked Jiujiu to go back. She even asked with concern when Jiujiu passed by her, "Are you not feeling well?"
It was obviously a double standard.
Cheng Yan watched as Jiujiu strolled to her seat, took out a blank paper, and rested her chin on one hand. Cheng Yan felt as if she had eaten hundreds of lemons in her heart. It was extremely sour.
This paper was yesterday's homework. Li Mo didn't write a single word on it.
She was clearly late like Li Mo, and Li Mo didn't even write a single word on yesterday's homework. But now, she could only stand and listen to the class, while Li Mo could sit and listen to the class leisurely. Cheng Yan instantly felt even more sour.
She couldn't bear it anymore.
Cheng Yan directly raised her hand and said to the language teacher, "Teacher, Li Mo didn't write his paper."
The language teacher who was interpreting the ancient text: "…"
The language teacher glanced at Jiujiu.
Jiujiu immediately stood up and took the initiative to admit her mistake, "Teacher, I'm sorry. I had a headache last night, so I didn't write it."
Hearing Jiujiu say that she had a headache, the language teacher immediately said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's just a paper. Do you want to go to the infirmary to have it checked? Don't tire yourself out from studying."
Subconsciously, the language teacher felt that Jiujiu's headache was because she was tired from studying.
Jiujiu stubbornly shook her head and firmly said, "Teacher, I'll go to the infirmary after school."
Seeing that Jiujiu still insisted on going to class despite having a headache, the language teacher's impression of Jiujiu became even better.
Cheng Yan, who reported Jiujiu, didn't expect the situation to develop like this. She was instantly stunned.
But before she could calm down, she heard the language teacher say in a critical tone, "If you have the time to stare at other people's papers, why don't you spend more time improving your own results? Cheng Yan, tell your classmate, what does this mean?"
Looking at the ancient text that was like an astronomical text, Cheng Yan was dumbfounded. She stuttered for a long time, but couldn't say anything.
It was just a translation of an ancient text, but it was so rough. The language teacher didn't hide the fact that he rolled his eyes on the spot. He turned around and asked the other students, "Who can translate this sentence?"
Jiujiu took the initiative to raise her hand and accurately translated the specific meaning of this sentence. She even took the initiative to explain all the questions behind this ancient text. Then, she sat down under the praise of the language teacher.
Seeing Jiujiu sit down, the language teacher nodded with a face full of pride. Only then did he explain the rest of the questions.
Jiujiu turned her head, raised the corner of her mouth at Cheng Yan, and continued to be in a daze.
Cheng Yan almost spat out a mouthful of blood when she failed to report Jiujiu and was provoked instead.
This b * tch.
After class, as soon as the language teacher left, Cheng Yan aggressively walked towards Jiujiu.
"Pa!"
Cheng Yan slapped Jiujiu's desk, shaking Jiujiu's textbook.
Cheng Yan angrily said, "Li Mo, you're lying. You were late because you were fighting with the hooligans in the bathroom. You didn't have a headache at all."
Li Mo lied and didn't do his homework. Why didn't the teacher punish him?
Cheng Yan's words instantly stirred up a thousand waves in the classroom. The people who didn't leave the classroom all looked back at them, wanting to know what was going on.
Cheng Yan thought that by saying this, Jiujiu would definitely feel guilty. But she didn't expect that Jiujiu just lightly raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why did you say that I was late because I was fighting with the hooligans?"
"Of course it was because I saw it." The moment this sentence blurted out, Cheng Yan suddenly thought that Li Mo was now a big shot in the school. If the teachers knew that she saw Li Mo being blocked by the hooligans and didn't ask the teachers for help, she would definitely not be able to bear the consequences.
Looking at Jiujiu's arrogant expression, Cheng Yan knew that she must have been so fearless because of this. What made her the most infuriated was that she clearly knew the truth of the matter, but she could not say it out loud. It was really sullen.
Cheng Yan fiercely glared at Jiujiu and angrily returned to her seat.
Jiujiu didn't even lift her eyelids for Cheng Yan's departure. She took out her phone and saw Wang Zheng's message: "That girl is your enemy?"
Jiujiu was stunned for a moment and realized that the girl Wang Zheng was talking about was Cheng Yan.
Thinking of Wang Zheng's treatment of his enemy, Jiujiu's mouth twitched. She replied: "She doesn't deserve it." Then she continued to read other messages.
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