Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Before Mother Xie could grab the rag in her mouth, punches and kicks rained down on her. She could only hold her head with both hands and curl up into a ball on the ground.

When the punches and kicks stopped, she felt as if she had just crawled out of hell, and her heart was horrified beyond words.

This skinny little girl actually has such strong fists and feet.

Moreover, it was definitely not a random fight, every punch and kick hurt to the bone. It was as painful as if all the bones in my body were broken, and my face was burning so much that I dared not touch it, but there was no blood.

Those punches in the stomach were so painful that I felt like vomiting, and I still have intestinal cramps.

She curled up and held her stomach, with the strength left only to breathe, and she didn't even want to take the rag off her mouth.

So what if she was taken down? If she dared to make any noise, she would probably be beaten even harder.

Wen Xin kicked the person lying on the ground like a dead dog and snorted coldly.

"I'm telling you, if you dare to do something weird again, I'll make sure you and your son die without a burial place. If you don't believe me, just try it."

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

The person on the ground slowly got up, took the rag out of his mouth, and sat on the ground feeding mosquitoes for a long time.

It's a big loss.

Why do you want to provoke this King of Hell when you have nothing to do? You must have been bitten by a dog.

Now, instead of venting his anger, he got beaten like a dog.

Thinking about his son again, he couldn't help but shudder again.

This is a devil. Fortunately, she didn't become my daughter-in-law, otherwise my son would have suffered. If domestic violence had occurred, my son would have been dead.

My mother-in-law will also die.

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Wen Xin took off his long-sleeved clothes while running.

She wore this specifically to prevent herself from being scratched; she didn't want to leave any scars.

She ran for two stops before taking the bus back home.

Sitting by the car window and enjoying the night breeze, Wen Xin was in such a good mood that he felt like flying.

It turns out that it feels so good to vent your anger as you please.

Practicing boxing and running at night has really brought her to a new level of life. I love this wild girl.

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During class on Monday, Xie Jiancheng quietly reminded Wen Xin.

"The public security has been bad recently. Please be careful when you return to the community at night. My mother was beaten by a gangster. The gangster was extremely vicious..."

Wen Xin held his forehead.

I thank you.

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Tan Mu looked at the purple scar on Wen Xin's hand holding the spoon and felt a little distressed.

"How did you get hurt?"

Wen Xin smiled, covered her mouth and whispered in his ear: "I had a fight with someone."

Tan Mu glanced at her sideways, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Really? To be more precise, I was the one who beat him up, it wasn't a mutual fight."

A piece of sweet and sour pork was stuffed into her mouth: "Keep your voice down. Don't talk too much in public."

Wen Xin looked at Tan Mu with satisfaction.

This guy is good, he has a strong sense of law and is very vigilant.

But she was not afraid of anything. There was no surveillance at the time, and she did it so cleanly and neatly, without getting hurt at all.

Moreover, the injuries were not serious, the arms and legs were not broken, and there was no bleeding.

Apart from the pain, there is no other problem.

"Doudou, you're telling the truth so frankly, aren't you worried that you'll plant an impression of violence in my mind?"

Wen Xin has been hearing this name for half a month, but he still feels upset.

"Don't worry, whatever impression you have of me is fine."

Tan Mu sighed: "Doudou, you don't care about me at all."

Wen Xin glanced at him and said, "Tanmu Dazi, what you said has gone beyond the scope of a partner. You should pay attention to your professional ethics."

Tan Mu's eyes were full of resentment.

Wen Xin burst out laughing.

His eyes are especially similar to the big golden retriever that I raised in my previous life.

......

Wen Xin was surprised by a letter from Zhu Guiming.

Chai Yuxuan, oh no, Chai Qingyun is missing again.

"Uncle Zhu, there is almost no possibility for him to find another place to repeat his studies, and there is no need for him to do so."

"Then will you not want to take the college entrance examination anymore and go back to work?"

Wen Xin frowned: "I feel that the possibility is not high. It's only been half a year. He shouldn't give up so easily..."

She thought over and over again as she spoke.

"Uncle Zhu, didn't you say that his relative is in the education field? Do you think it is possible that he used some special channel to go to college..."

"Could it be... to take someone else's place?"

The idea that suddenly popped into her mind scared her.

"Ah..." Zhu Guiming was stunned, then quickly reacted, "It's not impossible. After all, bad people like them are capable of doing anything immoral."

With this idea in mind, Zhu Guiming went to investigate again, and sure enough, he found some clues a month later.

There was a boy named Lu Xiangkun in their high school. His grades were good enough to get into a technical college, but he never received an admission letter.

However, Lu Xiangkun's name was on the list of students admitted to higher education by the Education Bureau. He went to a junior college in the Department of Physics at the Normal University of J Province.

The person who replaced him was Chai Qingyun.

When Wen Xin heard the news, he was filled with indignation.

The father and son of the Chai family are rotten to the core, and the son-in-law of my aunt's family is just as useless.

In the field of education, some people seem to be doing sacred work in a righteous manner, but for their own selfish interests, they do such immoral things.

Lu Xiangkun's life was replaced by them in this way.

In this era, academic qualifications are precious, and even students from normal colleges can be assigned to teach in urban middle schools.

But now Lu Xiangkun can only return to the countryside and be a farmer again, facing the loess and back to the sky.

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A week later.

At the entrance of a village in J Province, Lu Xiangkun was looking at the photo in his hand, his hands shaking badly.

"Yes, that's my name. The person using my name is called Chai Qingyun, and he's a transfer student in our repeat class."

"Why don't you go to the provincial capital and report him? Maybe you can get your qualification back."

The person who came was a young man with a military temperament. He was a retired soldier working under Zhu Guiming's comrade-in-arms.

"I will go, even if I have to sell everything I have to file a complaint in Beijing. Even if I can't get my qualifications back, I can't let this bastard succeed."

Lu Xiangkun's eyes were bloodshot, and the man next to him had a look of sympathy and indignation on his face.

three days later.

In the principal's office of J Province Normal University, there stood a boy in plain clothes and a burly young man.

Behind them were reporters from the C City Daily. They came to follow up on the J Province Normal University student impersonation incident after receiving a tip-off.

The principal looked at Lu Xiangkun's certification materials and realized that there was indeed a problem. He quickly found the counselor of the mathematics department and asked him to bring "Lu Xiangkun" to the principal's office immediately.

Half an hour later, the real and fake Lu Xiangkun met in the principal's office.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Lu Xiangkun looked at the man in front of him with fire in his eyes. If a sharp look could kill, Chai Qingyun would have died eight hundred times.

Chai Qingyun looked at Lu Xiangkun in front of him and felt extremely desperate.

It’s over. I just enjoyed college life for a month, and now I’m thrown back into the quagmire.

The incident quickly fermented throughout the province, and all the senior provincial officials were alarmed.

At the beginning, some leaders were worried about the impact and wanted to suppress the matter and deal with it quietly.

But the reporters from the C City Daily and the provincial TV station were very persistent and insisted on following up on the incident. Soon, TV stations and newspapers across the province began to report on it.

For a time, the news was overwhelming, leaving the people and departments involved in the process with nowhere to hide.

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