MTL - Male God’s Freestyle Flirting-Chapter 6 doubt

For the next two days, Tang Xia didn't meet Han Yu.

When taking the bus, Tang Xia would think that if she saw him, she would muster up the courage to ask—

"Why don't you help a bunch of Qu Sisi?"

But Tang Xia didn't have this chance.

It's even possible that she feels that she really has a chance, but she doesn't have enough courage.

Due to the large number of onlookers at that time, the incident in the toilet was very loud, which alarmed the principal and the dean. Qu Sisi's parents rushed to the school the next day, demanding that the school severely punish the rioting students and compensate their precious daughter for mental damage.

However, Qu Sisi gritted her teeth, despite the persuasion of her parents and class teacher, she was still reluctant to name the person who bullied her.

Maybe she knows that once Zhao Huan is shaken out, life will be even more difficult in the future.

If the parties do not speak, the bystanders will of course remain silent.

None of the students who witnessed the whole process that day dared to discuss anything.

Including Tang Xia and others.

And this incident also became a thorn in Tang Xia's heart that pierced deeply into the flesh and blood.

But there is no impenetrable wall in the world, Zhao Huan was finally posted a white notice, and asked him to stay in school for probation.

I heard that Qu Sisi hadn't come to school for the past two days. The class monitor of Class 1 and 1 of senior high school organized the students to visit her. When they came back, they said that Qu Sisi was not in good condition.

Tang Xia sighed, and copied the weekend homework on the blackboard into the memo.

Some classes have already dismissed from school, and the corridors are noisy, filled with the joy of the coming weekend.

Toilet incidents are only a small part of high school life.

How small is it?

Hmm... probably like the comparison between ants and elephants.

They have seen it and discussed it in private, so this matter is considered to be over, and it has nothing to do with it.

Everyone doesn't take it to heart.

Including Zhao Huan.

Including Han Yu.

But some people will remember it for a lifetime.

Such as Qu Sisi.

For example, Tang Xia.

"You're so slow." Yu Man straightened her schoolbag, came over and patted Tang Xia on the shoulder, "Hurry up, go to the gift shop."

Tang Xia nodded and glanced at Gu Qing's seat.

"Is she gone?"

Yu Man shrugged, "What kind of gift do you think Gu Qing would like? She probably won't want a doll, right?"

Next Friday is Gu Qing's birthday, Tang Xia and Yu Man made an appointment early, and today after class, they will go to the gift shop to pick up gifts.

"I can guarantee that if you give her a plush doll, you will be beaten." Tang Xia laughed.

Yu Man beat her, "I'll hit you first!"

Opposite No. 1 Middle School and across the intersection, there is a whole row of shops, with everything you need for food, drink, and clothing. The facade of the gift shop is small, but the girls at that time liked to go shopping after school, so the business was not bad.

"Tang Xia, what do you think of this?" Yu Man hung a light pink scarf around his neck, it was the kind of plush and soft to the touch.

Tang Xia frowned, "You're too young, you might as well pick a grid." She pointed to the other side.

Yu Man groaned twice and ignored her.

Tang Xia continued to make up the knife—

"Don't talk about giving this to Gu Qing, I hate it if you give it to me."

Yu Man glanced at the knife and came over.

Tang Xia held back her laughter, turned around and took the gift she had already selected to pay the bill.

"Bookmark?" Yu Man came over, glanced at it and replied with contempt, "It's not as practical as mine."

Tang Xia glared at her, "Yemai bookmarks are very popular recently."

"Tch, how much is one piece, it's too stingy."

"I'll give you a set."

"..." Yu Man choked, watching Tang Xia pay the money and carry the exquisite gift bag.

"Aren't you going to pick it soon?"

"Big money!" Yu Man hugged Tang Xia violently, almost kissing him, "Please take care of me!"

Tang Xia pushed her, laughing uncontrollably, "Go away, my orientation is normal, stay away from me."

After finally picking out gifts with Yu Man, when he was going out, two girls came in head-on.

Tang Xia looked familiar, as if she was also a sophomore in high school.

"I heard that someone from Class Ten is going to confess to Han Yu."

Tang Xia held Yu Man's hand, and heard such a sentence unexpectedly.

She was stunned, class ten?

Looking back, the two girls had already entered the store, and the one walking behind was whispering—

"It seems to be called Qing, I can't remember."

Tang Xia chattered at Yu Man, "Did you hear that they said—"

"I won't wait for the car with you," Yu Man was sending text messages on her mobile phone with her head down, and said immediately, "My dad asked me to go to grandma's house for dinner tonight, so I have to go."

"Oh." Tang Xia was still thinking about what she heard just now, but being interrupted by Yu Man, she was a little unsure if she had heard it wrong.

class ten? Or Class Four?

green? Or Qin?

Tang Xia frowned, said goodbye to Yu Man, and returned home with doubts.

"Are you back? Wash your hands and eat." When Tang Xia arrived home, Tang Zhihai had already prepared dinner. There was no class in the afternoon, so he came back early.

Tang Zhihai is a middle-aged man with a scholarly temperament, wearing glasses and a suit, very refined.

"Father," Tang Xia put her schoolbag back into the bedroom, and when she came out, she helped wash the dishes in the kitchen, "Brother, will you be back on New Year's Day?"

"Last time I talked to him on the phone and said that I would come back if I could buy a ticket," Tang Zhihai replied with a smile, and finally asked, "Why, miss your brother?"

Tang Xia didn't nod or shake her head, she just said: "I want him to help me make up for physics, next semester will be divided into subjects, and the head teacher hopes that I can choose physics."

Tang Zhihai paused for a while as he wiped the desk, and said in confusion, "Xiao Xia, you are good at liberal arts, why didn't you choose liberal arts?"

"It will be difficult to get a job in the future. The teacher said that it is best to choose science."

Tang Zhihai thought for a while, and said with a gentle tone, "What about you? Do you like science?"

Tang Xia lowered her head and answered after a while: "Father, if I do well in physics in the final exam this time, I will choose science, okay?"

She is not a very independent person, which can be seen from the fact that she likes liberal arts but prefers science instead.

In fact, studying is really helpless. It doesn't matter if you study well and pass the exam.

From the second year of high school, they have to consider the situation of entering the society in the future.

The employment rate of liberal arts is not as good as that of science, the head teacher told her so frankly.

"Let's eat first." Tang Zhihai never interfered with his daughter's study, but that didn't mean he didn't care. "When your brother comes back, ask him for his opinion."

"Yes." Tang Xia agreed.

That weekend, she thought for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth and decided that no matter what her brother said when he came back, she would choose physics.

There is still a year and a half to go, and Tang Xia doesn't believe that she can't overcome the problem of physics.

on Monday.

Tang Xia still didn't meet Han Yu on the 17th road.

Maybe that was an accident?

The home of the male **** is not nearby, maybe he just stayed at the house of relatives and friends.

Tang Xia shrugged, probably because of the Qu Sisi incident, her worship of male gods seemed to have worn off a little bit.

Not very disappointed.

Monday morning is extremely busy, explaining weekend homework, analyzing weekly exam papers, and launching new courses. After finally surviving through lunch, Tang Xia lay down on the table tiredly, drowsy.

However, there was no rest for a few minutes, and the noise gradually increased.

Tang Xia raised her head in a daze, and several strange faces appeared in her sight.

She was taken aback.

Tang Xia sat in the second row, next to the window, and the aisle was outside the window. At noon, there were people going to the canteen.

But there are too many people today.

Through the window, she watched the students she didn't know stand at the door of the class, drinking drinks and whispering to each other.