"If he is a thief, don't play with the little beggar with us in the future. Let's go to Teacher Yang to find out who got the class fee for the surveillance."
Tang Jinpeng couldn't see it. The cute little girl did not play with herself, but played with this beggar, feeling jealous.
With a hint of coldness in her eyes, she glanced at the classmates beside Tang Jinpeng.
"Okay, but the conditions need to be changed. If Nan Jingyuan gets it, I will pay the class fee for Nan Jingyuan and bow to you to apologize. But if it is not Nan Jingyuan, You must bow to Nan Jingyuan one by one and apologize, and no one will be allowed to talk about him."
The originally crisp and soft voice now has a serious tone.
Tang Jinpeng only hesitated for a moment before agreeing to Song Zhaoning's proposal.
But Lin Rui beside him was a little scared and trembling, and wanted to stop Tang Jinpeng from agreeing, but he was only Tang Jinpeng's follower, how could he stop him.
"Then it's a deal."
A group of people went to the classroom and office in a mighty manner. Tang Jinpeng and his followers swaggered at the front, followed by the whole class. classmates.
"Zhao Zhao, I believe Nan Jingyuan, he is not that kind of person."
Qiao Lele squeezed in front of Song Zhaoning, she knew that Nan Jingyuan would not get the class fee , just like he would not get the steamed buns placed in front of the window by Grandma Zhang even if he died of hunger.
Because someone was willing to believe in Nan Jingyuan, Song Zhaoning smiled sincerely from the bottom of her heart.
"Thank you Lele, I believe he is not that kind of person."
Qiao Lele smiled sheepishly.
Nan Jingyuan, who was following the team at the end, felt his heart tremble when he saw the girl with a bright smile surrounded by the crowd.
"My deskmate, let me hold you, don't fall."
After noticing the young man at the end, I quickly pushed aside the crowd to hold him back to prevent him from falling.
He clenched his fists with both hands, his eyes were a little red, he lowered his head and moved his lips.
"What did you say? I can't hear you."
"I didn't... take it."
A hoarse voice sounded after he finished speaking. Nan Jingyuan lowered his head even more and did not dare to look at Song Zhaoning.
He was afraid that she would dislike him. He was really dirty. No one liked him, including his parents. Everyone hated him. But she was so warm, like a person walking in the desert encountering an oasis.
What do you think it is? It’s nothing.
"I know, I believe you. Didn't I say that? I will believe whatever you say."
"Let's go to the office and watch the show." , I hate it when they say bad things about you. They will apologize to you later so that they will never say anything bad about you again."
Song Zhaoning smiled at Nan Jingyuan., and took him to the office.
As soon as I arrived at the office, I heard Teacher Yang’s scolding voice.
"How come you don't admit that you want to slander your classmates? What do you want to do? Don't think that people steal class fees because they don't like to talk. If there is no monitoring, what do you want to do? God?"
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As expected of the head teacher, he is domineering.
"Okay, if no one admits it, I will start monitoring them."
Teacher Yang glanced at each student's face to know who was guilty. Under his sharp eyes, someone finally insisted. Can't go down anymore.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I took it."
Teacher Yang's expression was still sharp and calm, without the slightest surprise, as if he had expected it.
The person who came out to confess was Lin Rui, the boy who just tried to stop Tang Jinpeng.
His face turned pale with fright, and he apologized frantically and asked for forgiveness.
Tang Jinpeng's face turned very bad because of what Lin Rui said. He didn't expect that the person following him was actually the thief. He had really wronged Nan Jingyuan, but he didn't want to deal with this. The rag-picking beggar apologized.
"Okay, it's okay now. Lin Rui will pay all the class fees and ask your parents to come over and meet with me. Okay, the truth is out, let's go back to the classroom." . ”
The students all stopped participating in the fun and prepared to return to the classroom.
"Wait a minute."
A soft but firm voice came from the crowd.
Everyone was stunned and made way for Song Zhaoning to hold Nan Jingyuan's hand and walk to Teacher Yang.
"Teacher, they just wronged Nan Jingyuan, and they just said they would apologize if Nan Jingyuan did not get the class fee. Please also ask the teacher to be fair and let them apologize."
Teacher Yang just glanced at Tang Jinpeng and the others lightly.
I couldn't stand the way everyone stared at me, so I quickly apologized to Nan Jingyuan and ran back to the classroom.
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The remaining followers followed him and bowed their heads before returning to the classroom.
Finally, Song Zhaoning, Qiao Lele and Nan Jingyuan slowly walked out of the classroom office.
"Nan Jingyuan, you are too stupid. If they say you won't fight back, you will be bullied a lot."
"Yeah"
< p> Nan Jingyuan still maintained a persona of few words, but the slightly red eyes betrayed his inner emotions, but they were not noticed by Song Zhaoning even though they were covered by his hair."We will be good friends from now on. Your business is my business. From now on, when they talk about you, Lele and I will help you."
I almost forgot about my previous life. My best friend, okay, okay.
"Yes, yes, we will help you fight back in the future."
Fortunately, Qiao Lele is too nervous to pay attention to these details.
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Until school ended at noon, Song Zhaoning was finally excited. She could feed Nan Jingyuan.
Staring at Nan Jingyuan for half the class with bright eyes, he hesitated to speak, so cute that it made you want to rua, like a soft and cute little rabbit.
In the end, it was Nan Jingyuan who couldn't stand the look in her eyes and spoke first.
"What's wrong?"
"My deskmate, what do you want to eat? I'll bring it to you."
"No need."
She blushed a little when Song Zhaoning stared at her with bright eyes.
"No, no, I want a tablemate. You can order food. If you don't want to eat, I will bring it myself."
Nan Jingyuan thought for a while, She had to work in a restaurant at noon, and there was no way to escort her home in exchange.
"Don't bring food at noon... I can't give it to you."
Song Zhaoning was slightly stunned. It turned out that this was the reason why he was not allowed to bring food.
My deskmate is so cute.
"We are classmates, right? And today we have become good friends, so is there anything wrong with sharing delicious food with good friends? So don't refuse sharing from good friends, okay?"
Song Zhaoning deceived Nan Jingyuan in a serious manner, but Nan Jingyuan did not notice anything wrong.
Apparently he had been fooled by Song Zhaoning's logic, and after some thought he agreed to her request.
The little girl’s eyes were as bright as stars, as if there was a Milky Way in her eyes, and her smile was so gentle that she looked delicate and cute.
At noon, Nan Jingyuan went to the restaurant to wash dishes as usual, and Song Zhaoning took a private car home for dinner.
In the afternoon, Song Zhaoning brought Nan Jingyuan lunch of sweet and sour pork ribs, pumpkin steamed eggs and rice.
When school was over, Song Zhaoning did not ask the driver to pick her up, but asked the bodyguard to protect them secretly.
"My deskmate, my deskmate, let's go together after school! Yesterday you promised to protect me and send me home."
The girl's eyes were bright Looking at Nan Jingyuan, his eyes were full of expectation.
"Okay"
Without hesitation, he agreed.
On the tree-lined avenue, the evening sun shone warmly on the earth, and the setting sun stretched their figures very long.
Song Zhaoning, who was walking with Nan Jingyuan, looked very happy. She was jumping around him, and the bow on her head followed her.His movements were trembling.
"My deskmate, what do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll bring it to you."
"Whatever."
Nan Jingyuan didn't have anything to eat. , for him, the food is just to replenish energy. Whether it is delicious or not does not matter much.
"Then bring me milk and sandwiches tomorrow."
"My deskmate, how old are you? I am eight years old this year, and you have never called me by my name." How about you call me Zhaozhao like them?"
Song Zhaoning's soft and cute little face looks even more adorable when she acts coquettishly.
She pulled the corner of Nan Jingyuan's clothes, exuding lovely light waves.