Rebirth 78 was replaced by a husband, the cold educated youth pulled the curtains every day

"If you really have a repentant heart, you should go find the classmate you framed and apologize to her."

"Instead of running here and asking Su Mengyao to beg for you."

Lu Ye's words unscrupulously revealed Bai Lingshan's despicable face.

It also successfully aroused the curiosity of the surrounding crowd about what Bai Lingshan had done.

The school will not expel any student easily.

How serious a crime would one have to have committed to be on the verge of being fired?

"Did that girl have a fight with someone?" someone speculated.

"Look at your brain. Didn't that person just say that she framed a classmate? I think this must be a big deal."

"What does that have to do with Su Mengyao?"

"Who knows? That girl didn't say anything. She begged Su Mengyao to forgive her and asked Su Mengyao to go to the school leaders to plead for her."

"Then I think this girl is even more mentally ill. It's true that Su Mengyao is the school beauty, but she's not a teacher. Does her plea have such weight?"

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There was constant discussion around.

However, the wind direction was not as Bai Lingshan wished.

The people around did not accuse Su Mengyao of being cold-blooded and heartless, but they began to become curious about what she had done.

This made Bai Lingshan's already haggard face look even uglier.

Lu Ye ignored Bai Lingshan and looked at Su Mengyao: "Go quickly and come back soon. I'll wait for you here."

"Yeah, okay." Su Mengyao responded and walked quickly towards the dormitory gate with the box.

Once Su Mengyao left, Bai Lingshan had no more shows to perform.

I had no choice but to face the strange looks from the people around me and walk towards the dormitory door step by step.

Su Mengyao was very fast and trotted up the stairs. After entering the dormitory, she put the box into her locker.

"What smells so good?"

As soon as Su Mengyao entered the house, the fragrance from her body spread throughout the house.

Shen Yu, who was also standing in front of the cabinet, was the first to smell the fragrance and couldn't help but ask.

"It's perfume."

Su Mengyao chuckled, then closed the cabinet and ran out of the dormitory again.

"perfume?"

Shen Yu looked at the other people in the dormitory with a puzzled look on his face.

"It must be sent by her husband again." Zhao Jing, who was sitting on the bed, also smelled it and said immediately.

"Oh... I'm so envious. Not only is she pretty, but she's also a good student. She even has such a considerate husband who brings her gifts every now and then."

"Really, it makes me want to find a partner." Shen Yu said with a sigh.

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In the stairwell, Su Mengyao met Bai Lingshan again, but Su Mengyao didn't stop at all and ran down directly from the side.

Bai Lingshan was not given the chance to speak again.

After going downstairs, Su Mengyao and Lu Ye went to the counselor's office together. However, Zhang Huaiyu was not there, so they decided to walk around the school yard first and come back later.

Lu Ye and Su Mengyao came to the Flower Language Garden.

Due to the time of year, many of the flowers in the Flower Language Garden have begun to wither.

There are also fewer people coming to appreciate the flowers.

There was only one place where a lot of people gathered.

A man was standing on a bench, holding a book in his hands and reading passionately.

"Ah... the sudden rain accompanied by the strong wind, patting the spine of youth..."

"My unbending backbone has been forged in the fierce fire and tempered in the violent storm..."

Wow...

As the man gave his passionate speech, the people around him burst into applause.

Su Mengyao looked at the people in front and introduced them to Lu Ye: "They are from the Poetry Association and often recite here."

Lu Ye looked at the group of people in front of him and felt a surge of vigor and vitality from them.

Just like the sea of ​​flowers behind them at this moment, delicate and youthful.

Everyone was originally enjoying the recitation of the man on the bench, when suddenly a very discordant male voice rang out: "What the hell is that guy reciting? Can he write poetry?"

"The spine that would rather break than bend is forged in a fierce fire. After the human bones are burned, only a pair of ashes remain, composed of calcium, phosphorus, carbon and other elements. Once they are reduced to ashes, how can they bend?"

"Besides, you're still being tempered in the wind and rain. You're really planning to leave nothing behind, just carry on with the water and start over. You're really being cruel to yourself."

The man spoke with a Yanjing accent.

As soon as such harsh words were spoken, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone around.

Being stared at by dozens of people, the man did not feel anything was wrong. Instead, he seemed to enjoy it very much and strode forward a few meters.

One girl couldn't stand it any longer and immediately retorted:

"My dear student, poetry is a form of literature that expresses emotions and aspirations. It's romantic. What does it have to do with what you're talking about: ashes, calcium, and carbon?"

"If you don't like poetry, please don't deliberately cause trouble."

As soon as the woman's words came out, many poetry lovers immediately agreed with her and shouted at the man, "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

Lu Ye also looked at the man.

The man was well dressed, with his back straight, his hands behind his back, his eyebrows raised, his chin held high, and he looked defiant.

Next to him, there was a girl who looked fresh and refined, but there was also a hint of arrogance between her eyebrows.

The girl's eyes as she looked at everyone were also filled with arrogance.

It made the originally beautiful face look a little ugly.

"I don't understand? I just don't understand. In this day and age, there are still people who like this kind of whining."

The boy faced everyone's gaze and spoke even more harshly.

Su Mengyao really couldn't stand what this person said, and immediately shouted at him unhappily:

"Why are you like this? People like poetry, and they provoke you. If you don't want to listen, there are others who are willing to listen. Don't bother them."

"You say others are just whining, but I think you are the one who is just trying to attract attention!"

Su Mengyao's words immediately gained the approval of the members of the poetry association.

They began to condemn the boy.

"That's right, no one forced you to like it. You come here to show off. What kind of character do you have?"

"Go away now, you're annoying me."

"You're saying others are whining for no reason. You're probably worse than us. Why are you pretending?"

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Faced with so much condemnation, this boy seemed to turn a blind eye.

Even the expression on his face didn't change at all.

"Huh?" The boy looked at Su Mengyao and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a beauty here. It's rare." The boy thought to himself.

"Who says I don't understand poetry? It's just childish stuff. Didn't you say I don't understand it?"

"Okay, how about we have a competition?" The man looked at everyone provocatively and asked loudly.