Chapter 792 - Watch A Show (1)

Class F and Class S have physical education classes at the same time today. After the roll call, Noah asked the students to run a circle before they were allowed to move freely.

Tatiana, Nina, and Emily found a place to sit. They were hot after running. Tatiana and Nina both took off their jackets, but Emily was still in her school uniform and down jacket. Tatiana asked her, "Aren't you hot?"

Emily covered her neck and shook her head. "I'm not hot."

Nina glanced at Emily.

Emily looked at Nina. "What's the matter?"

Nina smiled and said, "Nothing."

"By the way, Nina, you sit in front of our classroom. Did you notice that someone secretly photographed Emily?" Tatiana asked.

Nina said, "I don't know. Did someone in our class take the photo?"

Tatiana was about to say yes when Emily held her hand. Tatiana took a look at Emily, then thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. I guess it was taken in our class, so I just wanted to ask if you saw it."

Nina said sheepishly, "Sorry, I didn't see it. If only I could help."

Tatiana gave Nina a light pat on the shoulder and said, "It's fine. I didn't help much either."

Nina nodded.

Emily stared at a boy who walked strangely in front of her. Tatiana noticed her gaze and said, "He is Easton Wood, the monitor of Class S. His grades are very good. I don't know if it's polio or other diseases, but he's been walking strangely. I heard that our school is organizing donations for his operation, which will cost a lot of money. The teachers of each class took the lead in donating money, and so far they have not collected 20,000. It's not enough for a fraction of the operation."

Easton was picking up a basketball on the ground. His head was tilted in Emily's direction, and his body and neck were slightly twisted in the opposite direction. He looked strange and pathetic.

Tatiana sighed and said, "Easton is smart and always gets good grades. Unfortunately, geniuses always have many difficulties in their lives."

"How much does his operation cost?" Emily asked.

Tatiana thought for a moment and said, "It's like 400,000 or more. I'm not sure. Why do you ask this?"

Emily looked at Easton in the distance and said, "I'm just asking. I don't have money anyway."

Tatiana didn't know what to say.

Nina smiled. "Emily, you are so humorous."

Emily and the others went to wash their hands when class was almost over. Emily had just finished washing her hands when she felt someone splashing water on her head. She looked up and saw a group of boys standing opposite with a malicious smile. "Sorry, we didn't mean to."

Emily thought, 'Their apology is so insincere. It looks like they just splashed the water on purpose.'

Tatiana whispered, "They're from Class S. Forget it, the teachers are partial to them. We can't get any advantage from them."

"Really?" Emily slowly took a tissue and wiped the water splashed on her hair.

Tatiana said with some displeasure, "Of course! Their grades are good. The teachers like them very much. Last time, they went up against our classmates in the physical education class, and they even complained about us first."

"When was the last time?" Emily asked.

Tatiana reminded her, "It was the day you didn't come to class. It wasn't a big deal, so I didn't tell you."

Emily nodded and looked at her watch. There were ten minutes before class ended.

"Hi, I heard that you look ugly. We want to see how ugly you are." The four boys on the other side approached again. As they splashed water on Emily, they stared at her and asked with a malicious smile, "Do you have buckteeth? Will we have nightmares after seeing your face?"

The water was cold in winter. These boys were wearing thin sweaters with a school uniform over them. They looked good, but their words were terrible. "How do people with buckteeth eat? Do you eat like a pig?"

The other boys laughed.

Tatiana said angrily, "You bully girls! Be careful! I'll tell the teacher!"

"Tell the teacher? You can tell the teacher that Jasper of Class S is bullying the ugly girl of Class F. Do you think the teacher will believe you?"

Tatiana pulled Emily and turned around. "Let's go!"

"Don't go. We haven't seen how ugly she is." Jasper came over to block Emily's way.

Emily looked up at him. The image that flashed in her mind was that she caught the boy and hit him with a left hook, followed by an elbow. He would lie in the hospital for a month.

She frowned slightly. She didn't want to hit people at school.

Jasper laughed when he saw her frown. "Are you impatient? Will an ugly girl be angry too? Show me how angry you are."

A voice came from behind them. "What are you doing?"

Someone shouted, "Easton, we're watching the ugly girl from Class F. Come and have a look together."

Emily looked back and saw Easton coming. He looked good, but his neck was a little awkward when he talked. His eyes were crooked when he looked at Emily. "Don't bully the schoolmates. You leave quickly."

Jasper said, "We didn't bully the schoolmates. We just wanted to chat with her."

"I saw you blocking their way." Easton, who was not easy to walk, struggled to get to Emily. He said to her, "You can go."

Jasper smiled disdainfully. "Let's go."

The four boys from Class S walked away talking and laughing.

Emily looked at Easton and said, "Thanks."

Easton tilted his neck and said, "It's fine. Next time you see them, just walk around."

Tatiana said, "Fortunately, there is a good guy in your class. Otherwise, we will be bullied by your classmates."

"Sorry." Easton bowed his head.

Emily pulled Tatiana and whispered, "It's someone else who did the wrong thing. Why are you mad at him?"

Tatiana curled her lips. "Because I'm angry! He's out of luck!"

Easton apologized again and walked away with his neck tilted.

"Are you all right?" Nina rushed over from a distance.

Tatiana asked, "Where did you just go?"

Nina replied, "I want to ask the teacher for help..." Then she looked at Emily and asked, "Emily, are you okay?"

Emily shook her head. "I'm fine."

"Where's the teacher?" Tatiana asked.

Nina said in a low voice, "He did not come...."