Classmate is Not a Demon

At this moment, her mind is surprisingly peaceful and her mind is very clear, trying to search for the existence of such a person from her past memories. Whether she is Lin Qinghan or not, she must have been true to her class back then, why didn't she have any impression?

After a long time, she frowned and seemed to have such a classmate, but to be honest, Qu Mozhen did not have much impression of her, because her sense of existence was too weak, and the only memory seemed to be that she was also bullied. She saw But I helped her once. But the picture was also a bit vague. It shouldn't be the case today. She stopped them and took her away, but not as thoughtful as she did today, and then... there was not much intersection.

Suddenly Qu Mozhang suddenly opened his eyes when he thought of what Lin Qinghan had said to owe her, but then shook his head again. This is too ridiculous, this is not a novel, who would remember that time out for so many years. However, I have to say that Lin Qinghan cares a little about her. After all, she really can't imagine that this is her 13 years ago.

After taking a shower and lying in bed, she finally gave up thinking about Lin Qinghan, carefully recalling everything that happened after her third grade, from home to school to her friends, until the fifteen-year-old body couldn't help but fall asleep.

After waking up the next day, she sat on the bed and looked at the lamp on the desk and the various dictionary books on it. She took a low breath. She was still here. He got up to wash, hesitated to tie his hair into a ponytail, and suddenly his movements stiffened. She remembered, she didn't seem to have done homework! According to the practice of the third grade teacher, it is impossible to have no homework. After a few seconds of silence, she continued to clean up, feeling a little helpless.

It has been many years before she encountered the tragedy of unfinished homework again, and most importantly, she didn't know what the homework was.

Riding the bike to the school, she couldn't help but look at the other side when passing Weiyi Road. Lin Qinghan didn't know if she went to school. Just as she hesitated, a happy voice came from behind: "Mo Zang, wait for us."

Qu Mozhang turned his head and saw Chen Yao and She Jiayi riding over quickly, and then suddenly stopped in front of her.

"Mo Zang, you are not interesting enough. You didn't come back with us yesterday, and today you ran away by yourself." The girl blushed because of riding the bike, and a slight uphill sprint made her pant, complaining to Qu Mo Zang.

Chen Yao smiled and said, "Mo Zang, is it better?"

She Jiayi listened to her words and took the words: "Yes, are you okay today? You looked ugly yesterday."

"It's okay, thank you." She frowned and said, "I was thinking about homework this morning, so I forgot to make an appointment with you."

She Jiayi's eyes widened in surprise: "You didn't write your homework? Yesterday the physics teacher issued a test paper. There is a lecture in the chemistry supplementary workbook, and there are three readings in English, mathematics..."

When she said something, Qu Mozang's face became stiff, and finally his face was expressionless.

"You... didn't do it? You didn't even do the English of Master Extermination?" She Jiayi asked difficultly. Chen Yao was also staring at Qu Mozhan, with some fear and sympathy in her eyes.

The expressions of the two of them finally reminded Qu Mozhan of the English teacher who was called the Extinction Master. At first, no one in the entire Yancheng knew about it. It is said that a student who took English class to do math problems did not change after repeated teaching. He was taken to the office and forced to translate his math papers into English. Then the test papers that had been revised, revised and revised were fined and copied fifty times.

She has a strong aura, punishes people and is ruthless, standing there with a faint question can make people tremble, and she especially likes to punish people. Up to now, Qu Mozhan remembers that the students at the beginning described her as the existence of "copying the family and destroying the clan." Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing.

The next moment a warm hand was posted on his forehead: "It's over Mo Zhu, are you scared, why are you still laughing?"

Chen Yao was also funny, and pulled She Jiayi's hand: "Don't make trouble, there is still some time before class, when it's time to read in the morning, Mo Zang hastened to make up, at least it must be wiped out... you must do the English homework of Teacher Chen."

"Wow, Chen Yao, you have also broken your studies." Qu Mozhen looked at the two friends who laughed, and she looked a little faint after returning from rebirth, with a faint smile in her eyes. Looking back at the intersection, she hesitated and rode to school.

When they arrived at school, Chen Yao and She Jiayi hurriedly handed over the homework to Qu Mozang. Qu Mozang looked up at the papers and glanced at them, but didn't answer them right away.

She Jiayi helpless: "My master Xueba, I know that you seriously disdain to copy answers, but do you really want to be ransacked?"

Qu Mozhang didn't speak. He glanced at their homework, flipped through the hole in the table a few times, and then took out the physics test paper, the chemistry workbook, and the three reading and math test papers. She Jiayi took the past and turned it over. Except for the empty maths, the physical chemistry is already full, and there is no time for the last finale question, and there are a lot of English comments.

She put down her homework, and then screamed: "Qu Xiaozhu, when did you break so bad, is it fun to make us fun." She has a good relationship with Qu Mozhang, so she started to pinch her face. Qu Mozang has been for a long time. No one was treated like this anymore, and there was no response to staying there.

After being buried by the two, Qu Mozang looked at them helplessly: "I forgot. It was messy yesterday. I didn't remember my homework at all."

She doesn’t look like a pretend, and She Jiayi also understands her, and she also accepts a smile on her face: "Why do you really don’t have to go to the hospital to see it? Is it stressful? No, what are you worried about with your grades? ."

Qu Mozhang shook his head: "It's okay, you can endorse it quickly, the head teacher will come later."

The morning reading starts at 7 o'clock, but the class will ask to arrive fifteen minutes in advance, and basically start to endorse the book when it comes. Qu Mozang secretly rejoiced that he was used to getting up early, otherwise he would be late. Seeing the homework in front of her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When she went to school, she would choose to finish her homework in fragmentary time. She learned well and did the questions quickly. Basically, she could finish most of the work before school, or even do it ahead of time. Just turning over the empty math problems, she was a bit uncomfortable, who had always been calm.

No matter how well she learns, after more than ten years, she is already very unfamiliar with those textbook knowledge, but she is not completely at all skill. Some mathematical thinking and problem-solving ideas are still there, but she really looks at some problems. At a loss.

After finishing the simple selection and filling in the blanks, she didn't have a clue for those geometric proofs for a while, and even the most basic congruent proofs, she forgot most of the steps. She still could not remember the congruent symbol before reading the test paper. How to put S when lying down.

After so many years of not doing math problems, she really didn't want to do it anymore. She rubbed her eyebrows, turned her head and glanced in the classroom, then looked at the clock hanging at the back of the classroom. It's already six to fifty, why Lin Qinghan hasn't come yet.

She Jiayi's endorsement gap saw her frowning and looking out the door, a little curious: "Mo Zang, you don't do any questions or endorsements, what are you looking for?"

Qu Mozhang shook his head: "I didn't look for anything." After she said that, she hesitated, looked at the last row of empty tables and chairs, and asked She Jiayi: "Is Lin Qinghan sitting there?"

She Jiayi looked over and hesitated: "I don't know if it's Lin Qinghan or not. I can't remember her name. But she is a bit strange. Since joining our class, she hasn't seen her speak or communicate with other people. Sit on the seat with your head down all day, like a wooden man."

After speaking, she asked Qu Mozang strangely: "Why did you ask about her?"

As she was talking, Jiayi She patted her: "Okay, the head teacher is here, let him see me talking to you, I will be criticized again."

Chen Yao looked at her and shook her head helplessly, and pushed the book in front of her: "Hurry up."

After the head teacher Wang Wei walked into the classroom, the sound of reading in the class clearly raised a few decibels. The head teacher with reading glasses hanging down to the tip of his nose frowned when he said that his eyes fell on the empty seat. After a while, a figure hurriedly appeared at the door of the classroom.

She was still panting, but obviously she was too embarrassed, she just suffocated her breath on her chest, and shouted a report.

Wang Weixing's face was a little dark. He didn't like this weird student very much. His grades were not very good. No matter what he was doing, he shrank and didn't speak. Even when he was late, he only gave a dry report.

"Why are you late, you are the only one in the class, and the books are all done?" The voice was a little harsh, and the sound of reading in the class suddenly stopped. More than fifty people in the class looked at Lin Qinghan and their head teacher.

Qu Mozhang clearly noticed that Lin Qinghan's body was stiffer, her head hung down, her fingers tugging the school uniform into a ball. Qu Mozhang felt that her heart had been smashed into a ball, thinking of what she had encountered yesterday, but she was just a teenage girl, she was so timid, and it was conceivable to be accused in public like this.

Regardless of whether she is Lin Qinghan or not, from the perspective of Qu Mozhen's character, she can't see her being treated like this. In her eyes, Lin Qinghan is a child who needs to be cared for. Thinking of this, she stood up: "Teacher, Lin Qinghan was injured yesterday. She was late because of a foot injury."

Wang Weixing was taken aback, turned his head and found that he was his favorite student, his tone slowed down a little: "How did you know Mo Zang?" He knew that Lin Qinghan never talked to his classmates.

"I happened to meet it yesterday, and I took her home."

"Really?" Wang Weixing's complexion eased, and he asked Lin Qinghan again.

Lin Qinghan lifted her head and glanced at the curly ink scowl, and said in a low voice.

Wang Weixing waved his hand and watched Lin Qinghan staggering into the classroom, then smiled and praised Qu Mozhan, complimenting her on her willingness to help others in the class.

Qu Mozhan looked at the girl who bowed her head, her brows were not loosened for a long time. She Jiayi was very curious: "Did you take her home yesterday?"

Qu Mozhang nodded: "She was bullied."

She Jiayi frowned, "Although she is a bit weird, she never provokes others. Who is so boring to bully her? Why didn't you just talk to the teacher!"

Qu Mozhan shook his head: "I can't stop it at all. No matter what he cares about, it's not a good thing for Lin Qinghan."

"Why?" She Jiayi was puzzled, and Chen Yao stopped to endorse and looked at her.

"The head teacher is just talking to Li Siying's head teacher, that not only will it not be effective, but will also make her worse. Moreover, it is very likely that he will not care. If this is the case, why let her feel the indifference of others again? Yeah." Qu Mozhang said calmly, and raised his eyes to look at the man smoking in the far corridor. She is not a teenager, and she knows very well that school violence wants to be curbed, and it can't be solved simply by asking a teacher who doesn't care about the student at all.

She Jiayi was silent after hearing it. Both Qu Mozang's expression and words made her a little heavy. She also glanced at Wang Weixing, and finally sighed after thinking about Qu Mozang's words.

But she got used to it, and the little sympathy and helplessness of the child disappeared in a blink of an eye. She clung to Qu Mozhen again and asked: "Tell me, why did you take care of her all of a sudden. You know that you didn't get the homework before. She spoke."

Qu Mozhan looked at his friend's lively temperament and thought about the elegant and intellectual woman fourteen years later, and felt a little complicated.

And when they got together and joked, the girl sitting alone in the last row secretly raised her head and looked at the indifferent but helpless curvy eyes, her black eyes hidden a trace of envy.

The author has something to say: This is not a novel. . . . I want to laugh when I see it