Chapter 4 The Devil Beside You (Four)

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  Composition class is on.

  "The last composition, Leng Ning and Qiao Anyu Liang did a great job, it's worth everyone learning from. Now please let Qiao Anyu Liang read her article first." said Lin teacher with a smile on the podium.

  For five years, Qiao Anyu Liang's talent and reputation have been unmatched in the school. In writing, she has won numerous awards for the school. Qiao Anyu Liang is even more unbeatable in calligraphy and math Olympiad competitions. In one competition, she defeated her senior classmates from the junior high department and took first place in the city. Her calligraphy has also been exhibited multiple times by the school and sent to participate in municipal competitions, where it won top honors. As a result, Qiao Anyu Liang is a well-known figure in school and has some reputation in the city.

  Qiao An Yu Liang stood up

  Holding the essay that has been issued, loudly read it out

  Read fluently and smoothly.

  Shu Zimo didn't idle either, taking advantage of her inattention, quietly moving her chair to the back, with a poker face but secretly delighted: now you're going to be in trouble.

  After finishing, a thunderous applause erupted in the classroom.

  Qiao An Yu Liang also sat down with a pleased expression

  He fell to the ground with a thud and ended up in a sorry state. This was followed by a loud shriek.

  The class suddenly fell silent, with all eyes fixed on them. Teacher Lin's inquiring gaze also followed, catching a glimpse of his face.

  The culprit who couldn't help but burst into loud laughter, Shu Zimo, suddenly became furious: What is this little brat up to now?!

  Qiao Anyu was cool and painful, ashamed and angry, but she couldn't shed tears in front of her teacher and classmates. She was the strong student in the teacher's mind, the dignified class leader in her classmates' eyes. How could a small accident ruin all her image?

  Under the gaze of everyone, her face turned into a liver color, strongly holding back the tears that were about to burst out. She got up with both hands supporting the floor, pulled over her own chair and sat down properly, using her hands to support her cheeks, trying to block those arrow-like gazes. She hated extremely the person beside her, Shu Zi Mo, who was laughing especially loudly with an especially piercing voice. If it weren't for the teacher and classmates being there, she would definitely not let him off.

  Teacher Lin shook her head helplessly, unable to determine if Shu Zimo had done a "good deed", and was at a loss for what to do with him. She opened her mouth to speak, drawing the attention of the classmates back: "Next, let Leng Ning read out her own composition."

  In the next class, Qiao Anyu didn't hear a word, and the image of her embarrassing herself kept appearing in her mind, unable to shake it off. She increasingly disliked the person beside her, urgently wanting to go to the teacher's office after class to explain her determination to no longer sit with Shu Zimo at the same table.

  The bell rang, signaling the end of class, and Qiao Anyu was just about to stand up.

  Going to the office, Shu Zimo looked at her and thought of the scene where she fell down, couldn't help but laugh, but because of a sudden urge, had to hold back his laughter, straightened his face, and coldly commanded: "Let me go out for a moment!"

  As soon as she heard this, Qiao An Yu immediately sat firmly in her seat, guarding her position and blocking the exit. She said coldly, "You can leave, but you can't cross the 38th parallel. Otherwise, you can leave through the window!" After saying that, she made another hand gesture, extending the 38th parallel on the table to the back of the table, completely separating the two people.

  Shu Zimo looked at her, then glanced at the window with iron bars, scratched his head, and before Qiao Anyu had time to react, he had already jumped out by stepping on her desk, even throwing a victorious "V" sign at her. A faint dusty footprint was left on the tea-colored desktop.

  "Hey!" Qiao Anyu was so angry that she wanted to grab him, but he had already slipped away.

  "Yu Liang." Leng Ning walked over, grabbed her hand and said: "Let's go tell the teacher together, let's get our original seats back. I'm so annoyed with Qin Hui. Every day in class he sings songs, but he's tone deaf, even a few cows can't be rounded up; He always copies my homework, regardless of whether I want him to or not; Sometimes when I'm not around, he even takes the initiative to dig out my homework from my school bag and copy it, it's infuriating!"

  "Go!" Qiao An Yu Liang tightly grasped Leng Bing's hand and strode directly into the teacher's office.

  The teacher thought for a moment and said tactfully: "Qin Hui and Shu Zimo, these two boys are indeed headache-inducing. But they themselves

  Nothing's wrong with you two.

  "For the class cadres, you should take more care of the students who are lagging behind, especially in their studies. Their grades are really pulling back and it's not like them at all. Just bear with them a bit, and I as a teacher will also pay attention to them from time to time."

  Leng Ning and Qiao An Yu Liang exchanged a glance, holding back their anger as they nodded in unison.

  As the two of them were walking out, the teacher called out to Qiao An Yu Lian: "Yu Lian, was it not Zi Mo who intentionally moved your chair just now?"

  Qiao Anyu was dissatisfied with Teacher Lin, but didn't dare to lose her temper. A rebellious psychology took over, and she replied in a low voice: "Teacher, it's my own carelessness that made me fall, it has nothing to do with him."

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