HIS ONE SEE QING XIN - Chapter 11 Why?
Mo Fei was a very good listener, listening to her quietly and interacting with her again at the right time.
He leaned back on the sofa, his hand propped on his head, tilted sideways, and looked at Yan Qing at the window.
“You still know how to rap?” Mo Fei asked, looking at her with interest.
“Not that I can, I can only say I can sing a few rap songs, I haven’t written my own rap work yet.”
Yan Qing walked towards him and leaned back on the sofa, the same action as Mo Fei, only in his opposite direction.
“Well, then next time I ask you to sing, you sing me a few rap songs.”
“Why should I sing to you? What’s in it for me?”
“You’ll get a benefit if you sing.”
“Okay then, it’s a deal, no cheating!” Yan Qing made a fist with her left hand, and Mo Fei made a fist with his right hand, and the two fists struck each other.
Mo Fei “snicker” laugh, this is not afraid of the girl love to do the action it.
He turned around, lying on his back, hands above his head, holding his head: “So, who actually dropped your phone?”
He was angry with the person who broke her cell phone, and even more angry with Li Ziyi who broke her phone card.
Because, after Qin also called him, he was suddenly a little uneasy, could it be that Yan Qing had a boyfriend?
He did not feel calm, and called Yan Qing in the afternoon, but the phone was always off, either not in the service area.
Murphy called Shijie, who tried, but couldn’t get through.
A day later, an unfamiliar number sent him a message:
I’ve changed my number, this is my new number, Yan Qing.
He received the text message and suddenly did not know what the meaning of calling her was.
So he gave up.
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Yan Qing changed to a comfortable position, leaned back on the sofa, and then proceeded to tell him about it.
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The day after the school talent contest.
The school’s posting bar exploded!
The first explosion of #senior class 5 Yan Qing’s cool cover
The second explosion #Yan Qing’s powerful private photos
The first topic of discussion was mostly.
“Yan Qing is so handsome!”
“I love Yan Qing!”
“Yan Qing is my father! Kneel down!”
And so on…
The second topic is not so lopsided: “Damn!
“Crap! Powerful!”
“It’s a real slut!”
“This body is simply great!”
A few pictures of Yan Qing’s l.u.o back were posted in the post, with wounds at the butterfly bone.
“What’s so good-looking? Send it to me, I am too dirty! Bus! Understand?”
“Upstairs is an informed person?”
“Informed, junior high school play friends, do not know how many changed!” “What?
“What?” “Reliable information?”
“Reliable, there are pictures for proof!”
The following is a Yan Qing cell phone screensaver picture, was directly photographed when the phone is bright screen, a boy’s side face.
“What does this tell us? Not just a boy screensaver, what if it’s her brother?”
“Not really! This is one of her boyfriends!”
Then came the photo of Yan Qing and a few boys who played okay in junior high school, that was Yan Qing’s junior high school graduation was a group shot with them.
“I go, that guy is so handsome! But it looks bad.”
“The other one also looks good, just a little on the cute side.”
“Hey hey, upstairs is off-topic!”
“However, those with brains feel that this does not mean that Yan Qing has anything with them, right, what if they are friends?”
Some people went on to po a few screenshots of text messages:
Figure 1: Sender: Lin Yuyu
–The first time I saw you, I thought of you, did you miss me?
–You are not taking your medication!
—You replied to me, proving that you miss me too! Happy, I can eat two more bowls of rice today!
Figure 2:Sender: Brother Chi
–Qing’er, my phone is out of battery.
–I’m so bored without you, Qing’er.
–I want to dance with you, go shopping with you, sleep with you, and sleep with you.
–I’m so bored, come to my side…
The message was sent by Ji’s girlfriend, Yan Qing’s best friend, Shi Jie, to Yan Qing from Gu Ji’s phone.
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Follow up post:
“Wow! Really eh!”
“The evidence is overwhelming!”
“How is Yan Qing such a person?
“If you’re playing with friends, you’re playing with friends, and you’ve got your feet in several boats!”
“How much does she owe.c.a.o?”
“Rotten person!”
“s.a.o. goods!”
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The post fermented like crazy overnight.
Yan Qing was still not even aware of this.
It wasn’t until the next day that she felt something wasn’t quite right.
In the morning, from the dormitory to the cafeteria to eat breakfast, many people from time to time cast strange eyes, even the same dormitory Hu Ling are suddenly polite and distant with her look.
Sitting down at her seat with her thin rice and buns, she just sat down and the students next to her either changed their seats with their plates or just stopped eating.
She wondered what was wrong with these people, avoiding her like the plague.
Just as she arrived at the classroom she saw the girls gathered around chatting, seeing her coming, they scattered in panic, she heard her name and went straight to ask one of them.
“Xiao Xi, what were you guys talking about me?” Yan Qing looked at her condescendingly.
“No, no, no, not talking about you, you heard wrong.” Xiao Xi hurriedly waved her hand to explain.
“I heard my name.” Yan Qing’s face gradually cold, Xiao Xi was afraid that she suddenly lifted the stool to force herself to ask.
“Yan Qing, what are you so fierce about, is it great to have a man behind you?” A girl next to her blurted out.
“What do you mean?” Yan Qing looked at her.
“Yo, still pretending to be pure?”
“Tell me clearly!” Yan Qing suddenly realized that something must have happened about herself, something that she was still unaware of.
“What’s going on? How long has it been since the morning reading bell rang? Still making a scene here!” English teacher Lao Yuan was at the door, his hand vigorously slapping the classroom door.
The surrounding students ran to their seats and sat down. Yan Qing went to the morning reading with a head full of questions and boredom.
The bell rang, and Yan Qing went to the toilet.
“Go go go, don’t be infected by her.” Two girls flew away from Yan Qing.
“Eh eh, you don’t know yet? She fooled three guys at the same time, and could play those three around.”
“I heard that she is particularly unclean in the dormitory, a few days without a bath.”
“Oh my God, it’s so naturally dirty!”
“Not just dance a little better, singing what the hell a few * song, listen to the ball do not understand!”
Yan Qing in a single squatting room heard the conversation outside, intuition is talking about her, but also did not hear his name, not sure.
“Thanks to the sophomore school bully Qin also like an add dog like stalking her, Mo is not a vixen it!”
“Hahahahaha, Yan vixen!”
A girl smoked a cigarette.
“No no no, Qing bored s.ao is better, ha ha ha”
“Boom,” the innermost squat wooden door was vigorously opened.
Yan Qing did not say a word, directly picked up the corner of the short broom swing over.
“Holy shit! Your mother ** goddammit!” The girl who was smoking threw the cigarette in her hand at her.
Yan Qing dodged sideways, then took the broom and swung it at them with a vengeance.
At first the girls blocked a few times with their hands, but then they simply stopped blocking, and the three of them attacked.
Yan Qing was forced back in the corner, one girl pulled her hair, so that her body was forced to bend backwards, and her fists and feet could not be used.
Another girl began to pull her white shirt, buttons were ripped out of several, but in the white suspenders worn inside, not too unpleasant to look at.
She pulled the hand that was pulling her hair with one hand and dropped the broom with the other, subconsciously protecting her front.
She saw a bunch of people at the door taking pictures with their cell phones. She began to panic, she was afraid that such an unpleasant version of herself would be spread on the Internet, and she was afraid that her dream would be tainted with such a stain.
The extreme anger and panic made her eyes red and tears came out of her eyes, and she stared at the spectators at the door with red eyes.
She was suddenly powerless to resist the three girls who were tearing her apart and beating her.
The sense of pain, loneliness makes her mind to recall what Zhang Guo Rong brother had written in his suicide note: “I have not done bad things in my life, why this?”
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I’ve never done anything bad in my life, why is it like this?