Ruan Mengmeng also squinted, but she didn't expect her to report. The first thing she asked was this.

She couldn't help looking at the head teacher in front of her.

This Chinese teacher named Li Xiuli is not young. She is at least 40 years old and seems to be a very serious and professional person.

Such a teacher is not like a person who deliberately chooses things.

"Mr. Li, does this matter have anything to do with my report on admission?" Without a direct answer, Ruan Mengmeng chose to avoid the heavy and ignore the light.

Li Xiuli's serious face is getting colder.

She paused and changed a question: "what about Ruan poetry? Do you know Ruan poetry?"

On hearing the other party mention his sister's name, Ruan Mengmeng's breath is short for a moment.

Her elder sister has also studied in intellectual science, and she is a legend.

At the age of 13, Ruan Shishi jumped to the senior high school of Zhixue and went directly to senior three. It took only one year for Ruan Shishi to be admitted to a famous foreign university, and in another three years he successfully returned from abroad for an MBA.

Although she only studied in Zhixue high school for one year, Ruan Mengmeng heard from Mu Jingxing that her sister had a large number of fans in Zhixue, a place where there were so many masters of Zhixue.

"She's my sister." For the relationship with Ruan poetry, Ruan Mengmeng did not hesitate to admit.

That's her sister, the person she cares about most in her life.

Unlike Ruan Jiaojiao, she is not willing to even get involved with her.

"So Ruan Jiaojiao from that class is your sister?"

Li Xiuli's words make Ruan Mengmeng frown.

Because of this, she didn't want to come to Zhixue class. Everything has to do with the illegitimate daughter, which disgusts her very much.

Ruan Mengmeng did not answer, and Li Xiuli took her as her default.

"Well, I don't have any other problems. Go to the class and find an empty seat. I have something to do."

Li Xiuli did not mention to introduce her to the school and class situation, nor to take her to the class, anyway, she was sent away.

Ruan Mengmeng doesn't know if it's her own illusion.

She always felt that at the moment when she heard her answer, the look in her eyes was not only cold, but also concealed a faint hatred.

Was it someone her sister had offended?

"This kind of school is really wonderful. The first time we met, it was like a deep hatred..." She muttered to class 13.

As soon as I turned into a corridor, I saw five or six people around the corner of the wall, beating a student in a smart school uniform down at the corner of the stairs.

Intelligent learning also has campus bullying?

Ruan Mengmeng didn't want to cause trouble. She was about to make a detour when a familiar name came from the crowd.

"Mu Jingxing, tell you to take the money out, less TM nonsense! Don't talk about the pretence of no money. If you don't take it, be careful that my fist doesn't grow eyes

"Bah..." Mu Jingxing, who fell on the ground, said, "I have a lot of money, but I don't give you scum. If you have the ability to beat me to death, or I will revenge you

"Cut, it's up to you?" Take the lead, the tallest fat man, with disdain on his face.

"If I had believed it before, but now Mr. Gu Xuan has pryed your people away. You see for yourself, which of your former so-called brothers will come to help you? Ha ha, be honest, pay the protection fee on time every month, and you can still fool around in intellectual learning. Otherwise... "

The fat man swung his fist, ready to hit Mu Jingxing's pretty face.

It seems that the man is right. If he doesn't give the boy a little pain, he will not be honest with him.

When the fat man's fist was about to hit Mu Jingxing's face, a thin white hand suddenly came out and blocked the front door of mu.

Then the fat man's fist was firmly held.

"Otherwise, what are you going to do?" Ruan Mengmeng looks at the fat man in front of her.

And her seemingly Petite hand, relaxed, took the punch.

[here's another explanation about the old book. Mr. President, wanton love was taken off the shelves of the website. The reason is that some places have been written. At present, the audit is strict, so it is not released. When to release it, Qingyun doesn't know and can't be the master. To understand everyone's regret, Qingyun is also sorry, because the 2 million words are also Qingyun's painstaking efforts. In any case, if you release it, you will continue to write about it. If you don't, you can only start a new journey