"I……"

Zhang Xiaoqiu's face was getting redder and redder. She could only repeat "I, I, I, I" in a low voice, but could not say anything.

"Yes, Xiaoqiu, please pay more attention." Zhang Yun also echoed.

"Don't talk about Xiaoqiu. He wears the same clothes no matter what. As long as he is clean, who can say anything?" Wu Qian pulled Zhang Yun and signaled her to stop talking.

"I really don't understand!" Zhang Yun still disagreed.

"He is simply a black sheep." Liu Haoran was about to end his rebuke.

Tears had already filled Zhang Xiaoqiu's eyes. She never defended herself, but her grievances were written on her face and in her eyes.

Zhao Peng was not familiar with her, so he originally wanted not to get involved in this kind of thing, but when he heard Liu Haoran say this, he couldn't help it, "It doesn't matter what clothes people wear, it doesn't matter whether you are their father or mother, God doesn't care.

Damn, you still care what clothes you wear?"

Everyone in the office looked at Zhao Peng in surprise.

Except for this test result, their previous impression of Zhao Peng was that he was an honest and honest student, who was as shabby as Zhang Xiaoqiu on weekdays.

No one expected that Zhao Peng would suddenly speak for Zhang Xiaoqiu. Not to mention others, even Zhang Xiaoqiu himself did not expect it.

Liu Haoran was really angry, "Zhao Peng, I said Zhang Xiaoqiu is bothering you again. Don't think that just because you got a good score in the exam, you will feel arrogant and forget about everything."

"Don't tell me whether I'm not good or not. You haven't gotten good grades in the exam, so who gives you such courage to tell others. We are students, and we are participating in a competition that is judged by the quality of our studies. Does it matter what clothes we wear?

,Are we participating in the Olympics or the Oscars?!"

"You!" Liu Haoran was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Originally, there were six people present, three from Class Nine, two from Class Ten, and one from Class Four. Each class should have its own class as a small unit.

Liu Haoran had Li Wei next to him, and he was not alone. But because what he said was indeed a bit excessive, even Li Wei didn't support him very much, and he suddenly seemed a little isolated.

"Be more mature from now on and don't judge others by their appearance. Not everyone has the same living conditions as you do at home. If you just say something casually, you might hurt someone. You are still a good student. Where are your books?"

Zhao Peng's words took up a bit of space. He was lecturing in the tone of a man in his thirties. Although the other people were good at studies, they were still teenagers after all, so how could they have the confidence to refute him.

"If you have the skills, let's see the real skills in the examination room. I think the organizer is more interested in who gets a good ranking, rather than who looks good in clothes." After Zhao Peng finished speaking, he turned to Zhang Xiaoqiu and smiled gently, giving her

A warm look.

Zhang Xiaoqiu wiped her tears with her sleeves and gave him a shy smile. In fact, Zhang Xiaoqiu was not ugly at all, she was very pretty, but she kept her head down, so most people couldn't see clearly.

The pearl is covered in dust.

Zhang Yun was very annoyed with Zhao Peng.

She was also very dissatisfied with the results of this exam. The class was usually dominated by her and Wu Qian. She could accept Wu Qian ranking first, but Zhao Peng, who usually dressed in rags and was almost a joke in the class, unexpectedly turned out this time

She really couldn't accept suppressing them.

Don't you just like to be in the limelight? What's the big deal? That's what poverty is like. If you have some achievements, your tail will rise to the sky. You are uneducated.

Wu Qian is different from Zhang Yun. What she knew about Zhao Peng in the past was that he occasionally had good grades and was cowardly when bullied by others in the class.

But through a series of recent events, she discovered that she actually didn't understand Zhao Peng at all.

Just now she also thought that Liu Haoran was going too far, but she had a soft personality and was embarrassed to show off, and she and Zhang Xiaoqiu were not familiar with each other. She thought that Liu Haoran would stop talking and the matter would be over.

But he never expected that Liu Haoran would say something like a black sheep that would rise to the level of a personal attack, and even more unexpectedly, Zhao Peng, who had nothing to do with Zhang Xiaoqiu, would come forward.

Like a hero falling from the sky!

At this time, the senior director walked into the office.

The grade director is called Cao Deqing. He just graduated from a technical secondary school, but because of his seniority, he gradually became prosperous after further training. He even became a grade director when he was in the third year of junior high school. It is said that it was mainly because he had a small leader in the city.

's younger brother.

Cao Deqing is about forty years old and has very few hairs on his head. Middle-aged people in this era are not so stressed and there are very few bald men. Cao Deqing belongs to a rare and special group of people.

When Zhao Peng was studying, he heard that this guy was an old gangster who liked to take advantage of girls and make inappropriate jokes.

Cao Deqing squinted his triangular eyes and glanced at several people.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiu's look, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. He basically brushed aside several boys, and finally landed on Zhang Yun. Then he smiled slightly and said: "Are you all ready? The bus will leave on time at 10 o'clock.

We will be staying in the city for two days this time to take the exam, have you told your parents?"

Everyone nodded.

Zhang Yun smiled sweetly and said, "Teacher, don't worry. We parents are also worried."

"That's good, that's good!"

Cao Deqing's little eyes narrowed even deeper. The young man didn't feel anything, but Zhao Peng was a veteran, and he could feel that this old guy was really no joke. Looking at his look, he almost swallowed the girl alive.

It's really rubbish.

Zhao Peng did not speak, but subconsciously stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqiu. Among the three girls present, Wu Qian was the kind of girl who had no characteristics and did not attract anyone's interest.

Zhang Yun is already quite pretty, but she dressed up specially because she was going to the city. Her sixteen-year-old body has developed quite nicely, and is big where it should be, and thin where it should be.

This is the time to attract old gangsters like Cao Deqing.

As for Zhang Xiaoqiu, she was dressed very shabbily, covering her natural beauty appropriately. She was lucky not to be targeted.

Girls of fifteen or sixteen are in their most beautiful season, they are ignorant, lively and most alluring.

But twenty years after Senior Zhao Peng lived, due to the rapid development of the Internet, not only girls, but everyone has matured faster and earlier. Many children understand many principles at the age of seven or eight that only adults understood before.

Premature wisdom is indeed premature, but it loses some beauty.

Just after 10 o'clock, a minibus parked in front of the office.

The car looks a bit old. There are a total of ten seats in the car, arranged in two rows. There should have been more than a dozen, but the extra seats were removed to make more space.

Everyone got on the bus one after another.

Zhao Peng developed a good habit of not fighting or grabbing, so he was the last one to get on the bus. When he got on, he found that there were two people sitting in the front and rear seats.

Liu Haoran sat in the front row. He had a very similar personality to him and always occupied the best seat whenever he liked.

Li Wei sat behind him. Both of them were in Class 10, so they were easy to understand.

Then Zhang Yun, Wu Qian, and Zhang Xiaoqiu sat in the last row, huddled in the corner, as if they were afraid of people.

Zhao Peng hesitated slightly, then walked straight to Zhang Xiaoqiu's seat and sat down.

When he passed Wu Qian's position, Wu Qian subconsciously put away her schoolbag, thinking that he was going to sit next to her.

Because she was in the same class as Zhang Yun and Zhao Peng, she subconsciously thought that everyone should sit together, but she didn't expect that Zhao Peng walked right past her and sat in the last row.

She was a little embarrassed, but when she thought about it, she immediately understood Zhao Peng's original intention. She suddenly felt that this boy was not only good at studying, but he also had a really warm heart.

Zhang Yun snorted and said nothing, but showed great disdain in her expression.

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Chapter completed!