Chapter 397： The campus network exploded

This morning, the entire Class 3 classroom was quiet, and even after class, there was no laughter or noise as usual.

Everyone in the class focused their attention on the new transfer student.

Full of inquiry, speculation and fear.

Qiqi is very satisfied with this effect. Only by intimidating people in this way can she have a stable learning environment in the future.

What Qiqi didn't know was that she had just breathed a sigh of relief to solve the problem of the learning environment, and on the other side, the campus network of Jingdu International Middle School had already exploded.

An article titled "My X! Xiao Shao bowed down for her beauty! "'s post appeared on the campus network during the morning reading. In just one morning, the popularity immediately became popular, and it was placed at the top of the campus network's hot posts.

In the post, the beautiful girl who was transferred to a student was bullied, and Xiao Shao was so angry that he became a beauty. Not only did he personally present his desk textbooks, he even directly announced that he would pour ink into the entire second and third classes of high school. The incident was vividly described.

The comments below have already broken through a thousand.

1L: I was at the scene and witnessed Xiao Li helping the transfer students move the table and speak out. My jaw is still on the ground, so I'll look for it first.

2L: See you soon, incredible! I can't believe it! That person can't be Xiao Li!

3L: Attached photo. The beauty in the picture is Song Sining, a new transfer student from Class Three. I would have to bow down for such a beauty.

4L: Damn! Recipe, Shining! The school beauty pales in comparison to him! Xiao Li suddenly understood, after all, the crown prince is sad about the beauty!

18L: When we usually meet the prince, we have to consider whether our tone of voice is good enough when we greet him. What is the background of that transfer student? How could he make the crown prince treat her differently?

21L: Class 3 students. Song Sining has no background behind her. She passed the examination and entered the school, guessing that her grades are not bad.

29L: Song Sining's grades are not just good. There are relatives working in the school, and I was fortunate to inquire about Song Sining's performance in the examination. She scored 712 in Chinese, Mathematics, English and Science, with a total score of 750. This is only tested in one afternoon. If there is enough time, the score is estimated to be even higher! There are pictures to prove it! Attached picture.

55L: I'll go, another proper student master!

201L: It doesn't matter whether you are a master or not, but Song Sining's family is poor, and the degree of poverty can fall below your imagination. As a new human being in the 21st century, have you ever seen such a mobile phone? Attached picture!

423L: Damn it! This phone is awesome! A certain price is 108R! Not enough for me to eat an ice cream! Qiuqiu withdraws the picture, what a hot eye!

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Xiao Li's air pressure was low all morning.

As a result, no one within a meter of him dared to approach easily.

Between classes, people around him deliberately avoided him when they went to the bathroom, not daring to pass by him to avoid bad luck.

At this time, there is only one Ning Zi who dares to talk to him.

"What's the matter? My face has been dark all morning, it's really scary." Ning Zi thought for a while, then carefully guessed, "Are you worried that the transfer student will be bullied again? Damn, you have to do it yourself, who dares!"

It's okay not to mention the transfer students, but when the transfer students are mentioned, Xiao Li's face turns darker.

Now that he came to his senses and thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.

Why would he help transfer students succeed? None of his business?

Why did he become impulsive when that little girl drooped her head in front of him?

He was not angry that he helped others, but that he was too weird.

This kind of thing would never have happened before.

It was too inconsistent with his original personality.

Xiao Li pursed his thin lips tightly, his brows were lowered, and his eyes were dark.

While thinking, the fool next to him suddenly exclaimed, grabbing his shoulder and shaking, "A Li! You are on the headlines on campus again! You are in the same frame as a transfer student! Oh, I'm going, why is the building in the back?"

Before Xiao Li could get angry, Ning Zi held the phone in front of his eyes, and there was a magnified photo on it, "There are still people using old antiques these days! The transfer students are so poor...it's outrageous!"

The photo should be taken by someone secretly while the girl was eating in the cafeteria.

It should have just finished the phone call. The girl bowed her head, with a smile still hanging on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes fell on the phone screen with soft eyes.

Green small screen mobile phone, straight board, the lower half of the keyboard is clearly visible.

is an antique-grade digital phone.

Full screen rustic.

Xiao Li looked away, got up and left his seat and walked out.

"Hey, where are you going?" Ning Zi asked loudly from behind.

"After school, you won't come home for lunch?"

"Hui Hui Hui! Wait for me, let's go together!" Ning Zi hurriedly put away his mobile phone and chased after him, "These people are so hostile, why don't they just use a small mobile phone and say that they are coming to school?" It's really unimaginable for Diao Kaizi to achieve class leap!"

As soon as the two of them left, the atmosphere in the classroom immediately relaxed. The students who hadn't left had no scruples and spoke freely.

"Have you seen the post on the campus network? Are there still people so poor these days?"

"Who knows? The antique phone is hers anyway."

"The comments on the building under the post are getting more and more outrageous. Do you think Xiao Li will help the transfer students to come out again?"

"It's hard to say, Xiao Li also helped Qiao Qiqi from the third class before, but I think he treats Qiao Qiqi differently than the transfer students."

"I said, why are you worrying about it? Eat when you have melons, and study hard when you don't have melons. We are in the center of the storm, so don't talk about everything, so as not to suffer."

With a sober speech, everyone in the class restrained themselves and stopped talking.

Most of those who can study here have family support behind them, and they are all children of wealthy families.

For Xiao Li, not everyone is afraid of him, but everyone has to be afraid of his Xiao family power.

Once offending Xiao Li, the consequences may affect the whole body and easily affect the whole family.

Isn’t Li Fengyao’s house in class two an example.

angered the old man of the Xiao family, the Li family fell from a first-class wealthy family to a second-rate one, and it is unknown whether they can get back up again.

What's more, Xiao Li himself is not easy to provoke. Whoever has been beaten knows this.

The school cafeteria at noon was crowded with people.

Rao is Qiqi's hands and feet so fast that she can't find a vacant seat even after finishing the meal.

"Song Sining, here!" Someone waved at the inner corner of the cafeteria door.

Qi Qi stared, saw Tang Tang and Qian Nanyou who were in the same dormitory, smiled and walked over.

There happened to be an empty seat next to them. Fearing that the seat would be taken away by others, Qian Nanyou directly occupied the seat with his feet.

Sit down next to the two of them, Qiqi thanked them in her spare time.

Seeing this, Qian Nanyou breathed an exaggerated sigh of relief, half apologetic and half tentative, "I thought you wouldn't talk to us anymore."

"How could it be? It took a lot of courage for you to dare to talk to me in that situation." Qiqi laughed, she really understood.

When she has something to do, others can't completely stand by her side. It doesn't mean that such a person can never associate with her.

There are far more ordinary people in the world than rich people. Everyone has their own life, and no one can live only for passion and justice.

Everyone has their own ties.