Rebirth of the Ultimate Lolita

"Teacher, can you please tell me something?"

"Say? Okay, about your love letter incident, I will give you a step and ask you to write a letter of apology. Even if it is over, the purpose is to prevent you from making mistakes. But today there is a lot of news in the school about two boys competing for one girl. You

You have become the heroine again, are you really fighting for the face of our Grade 1 and 4 classes? Ah? I, Wang Jing, have been teaching in this No. 7 Middle School for more than 20 years, and I have been unlucky for eighty-one lifetimes when I encountered such a scourge like you!

It’s all lost!” Wang Jing was almost crazy. She went to the Internet to read novels.

Xu Ying can actually understand what Wang Jing said. If such things happen frequently in a class, the school will have a bad impression of the teacher.

However, it is a bit unreasonable for Wang Jing to blame all this incident on her, Xu Ying. After all, she can take care of herself, but she cannot control others.[

"Teacher, you have to know that I can only take care of myself, I can't take care of others!" Xu Ying responded helplessly to Wang Jing's anger.

Wang Jing probably didn't expect Xu Ying to reply to her with such a sentence. Under normal circumstances, when faced with such accusations, students would basically say, "I didn't" or "I was wrong." It was really not easy for Xu Ying to directly hit the point.

"Have I told you that flies don't bite seamless eggs, right? Take a good look at yourself and look at what you're wearing, a skirt? Are you wearing a skirt to school? Also, put away your seductive eyes.

!" Wang Jing accused her, Xu Ying looked at what she was wearing, what happened to her skirt?

"You all listen to me, she" Wang Jing pointed at Xu Ying who was standing on the seat and said: "She is a scourge, the scourge of our Grade 1 and 4 classes. You, especially girls, should not learn from this girl! She is a scourge.

When I find out whoever is following her, I tell her to get out of my Grade 1, Grade 4 class. I don’t care what your relationship is, do you hear me?"

"Hear that!" The students below are so well-behaved!

It was almost time for the afternoon class. Wang Jing calmed down and said, "Zhang Jia sits forward, Xu Ying packs her schoolbag, and sits in the last row. All the girls in this row sit forward!"

So, during the first class in the afternoon, Xu Ying, the scourge, was in the last row of Class 1, Grade 4. Poor Xu Ying was not tall at the time and had not yet developed, so she was ignored by the big guy in front of her.

First block, unless you stand up, you can't see anything on the blackboard at all...

Wang Jing, how cruel, the characterization of this harm is that even after class, no one came to talk to Xu Ying. Even the deskmate in the last row went to the seat of the classmates in the next group to chat after class.

So Xu Ying was completely isolated!

This is probably the most useless rebirth and the most useless monitor, right? Xu Ying thought. But even if she is in the last row, she will not be easily discovered by the teacher if she is in a daze and loses her mind. She doesn’t want to attend the class anyway!

In the first few days of school, all the students in the class have formed cliques. Within a few days, the cliques have become more clearly divided. The two are good friends. They are inseparable during recess and after school. The three of them are together, and Xu Ying is the only one.

, because she was not welcomed by Wang Jing, the head teacher of Grade 1 and Grade 4.

And because the teacher said that she is the scourge of Class 1 and Class 4, everyone should stay away to avoid any misfortune!

So after school, Xu Ying packed her schoolbag and left the classroom. She didn't bother to make friends with kids like you anyway. Xu Ying comforted herself.

In fact, no matter how old you are, the feeling of being isolated will not be good.

After leaving the school gate, Xu Ying went straight to the small alley in front of the school that Xu Yangyang had agreed upon. The alley was relatively back and there were often gangsters and gangsters gathered there.