Chapter 26: It's all garbage
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It took ten minutes for Mr. Yang to accept this fact.
The first and second in the whole year, both chose to transfer to his class, which didn't even count in the average score of the exams.
What did they want?
That their class was full of idiots? That their class was full of second-bests?
It couldn't be that their class was good, could it?
“You'd better go back, F class is too ......” He was in embarrassed to say the word mess out, moreover, he didn't want to delay the two good seedlings.
Who knows, these two ancestors just so motionless, like to settle in his F class.
Forget it.
I guess after staying here for two days, they would go back.
Right after Teacher Yang left, Ye Zixuan led his classmates from Class A and toed the door of Class F, fanning herself in front of her nose in disgust.
“What's that smell?”
“Turns out it's the stench emanating from the school scum.”
Ye Zixuan led a sneer and laughed out loud, looking at Song Gardenia, and said in a conspiratorial manner, “Song Gardenia, now you've found an organization, everyone here is just like you, not three things.”
“All of them, trash ...... trash ......”
Ye Zixuan purposely dragged out these two words, just like seeing an exasperated expression on Song Gardenia's face.
Unfortunately, what greeted her was a steel chair that slammed hard against the door frame beside her.
Ye Zixuan screamed in fright.
“Are you up to something? Running to our F class to show off your strength?”
Ye Zixuan saw that the visitor had a head of red hair and rolled her eyes contemptuously, “Murong Huan, what are you screaming at me for, your Murong family is nothing more than a dog of my Ye family, speak to your master, please keep your mouth clean.”
“You!”
Murong Huan angrily raised her fist and was about to smash it towards her face.
“Fight, if you hit me today, tomorrow my father can make your family bankrupt, believe it or not?” Ye Zixuan raised her head and looked at him smugly.
Murong Huan gritted his teeth, indignantly lowered his fist, “Get lost.”
“It's not like I'm here for you, get out of the way.” Ye Zixuan pushed him away and strutted in front of Song Gardenia.
Murong Huan stared at her back as if he wanted to stare out a hole.
“You.”
“Splat!”
Everyone was shocked.
Song Gardenia shook off her hand and lifted her glossy, good-looking chin, “Apologize to him.”
Murong Huan opened her mouth.
The him in her mouth, was she referring to herself?
Ye Zixuan covered her face and reddened her eyes, “Am I wrong? Without my family, his Murong family doesn't even know where he died, who am I to apologize.”
Song Gardenia's eyes went cold.
She gripped Ye Zixuan's collar and lowered her voice, “I'll say it again, apologize.”
“I don't!”
Ye Zixuan stubbornly raised her head, her mouth still cursing, “Murong Huan is a dog!”
Very well.
Song Gardenia kicked the chairs on both sides that were in the way away, beautifully putting Ye Zixuan down, grabbing her collar, and a clear and loud slap rang out.
The students in class A looked stunned, fortunately they hadn't messed with her when they were in class A before.
Class F's students also froze.
This new classmate was so fierce.
They were so likeable.
“Song Gardenia, you're a stinking biaozi, seducing a Jiang Feihan wasn't enough, now you're taking the heat for Murong Huan, watery woman!” Ye Zixuan was so angry that she couldn't say anything, the pain on her face couldn't block her mouth in the slightest.
“Forget it.”
Murong Huan had a head of red hair lowered.
Only then did Song Gardenia stop, seeing her previous life self through this head of red hair.
She was locked in the bathroom bucket by the group of people in class A. Darkness was eating away at her, and just when she felt hopeless, it was this head of red hair that kicked open the bathroom door and rescued her.
He said, “I've long seen that these people are not right, they even bully people, are you okay?”
Song Gardenia shook her head.
“Then go home.” Red Hair threw a towel at her, then waved his hand, “Don't thank me too much, it's just a show of hands.”
That day, she would have wanted to die there.
Song Gardenia took a deep breath, “Can't let it go.”
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