I Have A Hundred God-level Apprentices

　　 At this time, Zhou Qing was on the way to the Middle School Attached to Changning Jiaotong University.

　　 Along the way, he constantly reminded himself that in the future, friends should not be as casual as they are now. Ding Bo of Gouye has completely changed a person since he had Tian Xiaoxiao.

　　 Even the villagers of Dingjiagou asked him to help him send some living expenses to his children.

　　Zhou Qing parked the car at the entrance of the school, which was at noon break time. He just entered the campus in the name of his parents after signing with the guard.

　　 The vast majority of Chinese people attach great importance to the future of their children. They want their children to have a good future. For this reason, they will let their children go to better schools at all costs.

　　Changning Jiaotong University Affiliated Middle School In Changning, although it is not the top middle school, it can also be ranked in the top 20.

　　 Wang Dagang and Li Lanhua, as Wang Yingying's parents, spent a lot of effort to send their daughters to this middle school, but there was no bank in the village. They could only find a way to send their living expenses to their daughters every once in a while.

　　Zhou Qing walked on campus and couldn't help feeling that the school scenery was really good.

　　 is in midsummer, all schools are now taking a lunch break, some students will choose to do problems in the classroom during the lunch break, and some will take the time to return to the dormitory to get some sleep.

　　Especially for students who have just entered high school, every point is precious.

There are not many students on campus. Zhou Qing only met a girl who was still reading while walking on the road. There were also five boys discussing the game side by side and boys and girls walking together talking about the topic. Although the two did not hold hands , But the kind of love between the eyebrows can not be concealed.

　　 looked at these children who were seven or eight years younger than himself, and Zhou Qing felt very emotional.

　　The third and eighth grades are the classes of Wang Yingying. Zhou Qing glanced at the office building standing in the teaching area and walked directly to the third floor.

　　 "Sorce bitch, what are you crying for?" In a classroom on the third floor, a fat girl kicked on the opposite thin girl and kicked it directly to the corner.

　　 The girl with ponytails and some freckles on her face looked extremely beautiful. She was wearing a pure white T-shirt. Zhang Rong stepped on it and stepped on a footprint on the pure white T-shirt.

　　Wang Yingying was kicked to the ground, gritted her teeth and looked at Zhang Rong in front of her, with tears in her eyes.

　　 There are still a few students sitting in the classroom, but they are either listening to songs or reading books, and no one pays attention to what is happening in the back of the classroom. It seems to have been used to this for a long time.

　　 "I ask you, why did Wang Hao confess to him, what kind of pheasant from your country is worthy of Wang Hao?" Zhang Rong stared coldly at Wang Yingying.

　　Wang Yingying hugged her legs and curled up in the corner, gritted her teeth and cried back, "I don't know."

　　 She knew very well that the resistance would only make Zhang Rong and others worse.

Zhang Rong saw her, and there was a hint of anger on her face. She directly grabbed Wang Yingying's hair and pressed her head against Qiang. She said coldly: "This afternoon, you will go to cut all your hair, otherwise you will look good. Did you hear me!"

　　 Zhang Rong's eyes were full of jealousy. She didn't understand why a poor girl from a rural area could look so good, and her academic performance was far higher than herself, and she got the confession of the male **** in her heart.

　　 Anyone else can bear it, but she can't bear it anyway except for the last one.

　　 Wang Yingying glanced at Zhang Rong, nodded in awe, her eyes were full of tears.

　　She just had her third year of high school. At this age, she has already sprouted the beauty of beauty. Although the school does not allow excessive dressing, it is still possible to clean herself up and look refreshing.

　　Wang Yingying usually goes to school to make up. The small freckles on her face did not affect her face value, but made her look a little more astringent.

　　 She studies hard and looks good. The girl who looks pretty will naturally arouse the love of her male classmates, but she never thought of it, but it brought disaster to her.

　　As soon as she thought of her hair being cut off, she was laughed at by many students in the class.

Seeing Wang Yingying's fear, Zhang Rong showed a satisfied look.

　　She understands that tonight Wang Yingying will become a joke for the whole class, and Wang Hao will never like such a joke. After all, everyone in the class is to have a face.

　　 "Today is the beginning of the month. Your parents should have given you the living expenses for this month." At this time, Zhang Rong's eyes flashed with greed and asked with a sneer.

　　 Wang Yingying looked at Zhang Rong fearfully, and quickly shook her head: "Not yet, I will give it to you as soon as I get the money."

　　 Zhang Rong frowned slightly, she was about to say what a short-haired girl behind her said lightly: "Say so much to do, just like having a meal as before. She must have got the money, but she is not willing to give it to us."

　　 Wenyan, Wang Yingying looked at the two with fear, begging: "I really have no money."

　　 "Dare you lie to me?" Looking at Wang Yingying's pitiful look, Zhang Rong's heart ignited again.

　　 For a moment, her reason has been swallowed by jealousy.

　　 "Hold her down for me, don't you know if you have money to pick up your clothes?" Zhang Rong sneered.

　　 Wang Yingying was stunned, her eyes were completely filled with fear. She stood up and wanted to run outside the superteaching room, but was pushed by Zhang Rong on the table.

　　 "Isn't this good?" The short-haired girl Yang Yue was taken aback by Zhang Rong's words.

　　 "What's wrong, she didn't dare to tell the teacher." Zhang Rong disdainfully smiled~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But there are boys in the classroom. Yang Yue worried.

　　 "Is there a boy just right? Do you think they will help her? Long talk or not believe you!" Zhang Rong sneered.

　　The whole eight classes, the people who dare to provoke her Zhang Rong have not been born yet. Her father is the moral education director of the school. Even ordinary naughty students have to pretend to be grandchildren when they see them.

　　 "Understood!" Yang Yue nodded and slowly walked towards Wang Yingying.

　　 "I beg you, I really have no money, I will give it to you when I get the money!" Wang Yingying looked at Zhang Rong and Yang Yue with frightened pleading.

　　 "Hold her down!" Zhang Rong sneered.

　　 At this moment, she has completely turned into a demon covered with human skin.

　　Yang Yue heard the words and pressed Wang Yingying on the table.

　　In a hurry, Wang Yingying bit her on Yang Yue's arm. Yang Yue took pain and quickly released her hand.

Snapped!

　　 At the next moment, a loud slap was already slapped on Wang Yingying's face.

　　 "Smelly bitch, is it a dog?" Zhang Rong stared coldly at Wang Yingying, then shook his hand and said: "Is his face thick, it hurts a lot."

　　 In the classroom, someone saw this scene and got up and walked out of the classroom directly, while others continued to sit on the seats and looked towards the back of the classroom, a gesture of watching the drama.

　　 "Do it!" Zhang Rong said, and had already reached out and grabbed Wang Yingying's white T-shirt directly.

　　Yang Yue saw it and hugged Wang Yingying's shoulder.

　　 "I beg you not! No!" Wang Yingying closed her eyes tightly, begging desperately.

　　Tear!

　　 Accompanied by a tearing sound, her white T-shirt was ripped open on her right shoulder.

In a moment, Wang Yingying's heart has fallen into the abyss.