funbook-pk Chapter 689 Young Man Admires 35
Chapter 689 Young Man Admires 35
Zhang Wenqin was puzzled. She and Fan Xiao had an average relationship and didn't communicate much. They had only known each other for a short time, but because of Zhang Dingyu's matter...
Zhang Wenqin's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad feeling...
No, Fan Xiao is a person who cares a lot about his reputation, so he would never ask Zhang Dingyu. And Zhang Dingyu doesn’t even know that she is in No. 2 Middle School, so she definitely won’t know about these things.
Even if she knew, she wouldn't have to worry too much. She could just go to Zhang Dingyu and plead for forgiveness.
Zhang Wenqin calmed herself down and followed Fan Xiao out.
When they went out, they found that it was not just Fan Xiao who was there. There were also several other girls who were looking at them coldly. One girl even pushed Zhang Wenqin's shoulder when she saw her come out.
"Zhang Wenqin, you are quite good at pretending, aren't you? You usually seem so quiet and gentle, but I didn't expect you could do something like this?"
Zhang Wenqin was pushed and staggered. There were more people on the other side, so she pursed her lips and said nothing.
Fan Xiao stood among the girls and looked at Zhang Wenqin from head to toe.
Upon closer inspection, this person no longer looked like the person I remembered.
The two braids were now loose, her hair was curled with a curling iron, and she was wearing a brown duffle coat.
Her facial features are not bad, but her skin is a little dark. Now she has a layer of powder on her face and curled her eyelashes. She looks pretty, but her mind is too evil and disgusting.
Fan Xiao crossed his arms and snorted coldly, then raised his hand and grabbed the necklace on Zhang Wenqin's neck, pulling it slowly.
"Where did you get this necklace? Did you buy it with the money we exchanged for the gifts? Do you think we're not good to you? If you don't have anything, you have to borrow it from us. Even this curling iron for your hair was lent to you by Jiayi, right? I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful."
Zhang Wenqin pulled back her necklace and tried to play dead: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Fan Xiao was so angry that he laughed and clapped his hands. Then he frowned again: "Zhang Wenqin, I don't want to waste time talking to you. Before the end of Monday night class, return all the things we sent. You don't need the food. Just feed it to the dog. If you are missing anything else, I will let everyone in the school know that you, Zhang Wenqin, are a thief who took things that don't belong to you. I'm from the radio station, you know, right?"
After Fan Xiao finished speaking, he raised his hand and pushed her against the wall, then clapped his hands and left with his men.
Zhang Wenqin stood there, feeling anxious.
They really knew it, they actually knew it. She didn't have time to think about how Fan Xiao knew it. Just the fact that Fan Xiao mentioned returning the gift was enough to make her anxious.
Fan Xiao was right, she did sell some gifts.
Although the overall teaching level of No. 2 Middle School is not as good as that of No. 1 Middle School, the teaching staff is also good, so many children from wealthy families are sent here by their families to study.
Among the gifts given to Zhang Dingyu, there were some luxury items.
The most expensive one was a bracelet, which Zhang Wenqin sold for four figures.
She took the money and walked into her favorite shopping mall in the city for the first time and made a big purchase.
The cosmetics and clothes on my body were all bought with that money.
How could she have the money to pay them back now?
In dormitory 513, Sun Jiayi and Zhu Hui were eating lunch together. Huang Qingqing was doing homework while sitting in Sun Jiayi's seat.
There was a bang of a door opening, Zhang Wenqin came in, picked up the second-hand mobile phone she had bought before, and rushed out again.
Sun Jiayi and Zhu Hui glanced at her and ignored her.
As the dormitory head, Huang Qingqing tilted her head and asked her, "Where are you going? There will be a roll call later."
But Zhang Wenqin ignored her and rushed out.
On Monday, Zhang Wenqin sat in the classroom absent-mindedly.
She called her family yesterday and asked for a few thousand yuan under the pretext of paying for information materials. At first, her family was reluctant to give it to her, but later she said that she got first place in the class in the exam and the teacher wanted to send her for individual training, so she had to pay the information materials fee. Only then did she get the money.
But this is not enough.
She made money too easily before, which led her to spend it lavishly and without any sense of responsibility.
She planned to sneak out with the day students at noon to borrow money from her boyfriend.
Yes, Zhang Wenqin has a boyfriend from another school. He is a sports student and his family has some money. Zhang Wenqin met him in the game hall when she went out to play a few days ago.
She just started the conversation and she didn't know whether the other party was willing to lend her money, but she had no other choice now.
As a result, in the second class, Zhang Wenqin was still thinking about sneaking out at noon.
Suddenly, I was called out by the head teacher with a serious look on his face.
Zhang Wenqin's heart was pounding. She had no idea why the head teacher suddenly called her out, but no matter how she thought about it, it couldn't be a good thing.
Sure enough, when Zhang Wenqin came out of the classroom and turned a corner, she met the face of Zhang Dingyu who was standing in the corridor.
To be honest, if Zhang Dingyu's facial features had not changed much, Zhang Wenqin would have almost failed to recognize her if she had only looked at her back or profile.
The English teacher was explaining a question on the blackboard. The students were looking at the blackboard, but their minds had already flown outside the corridor.
In the corridor, the head teacher of Class 3 and Zhang Dingyu stood together, their voices neither too loud nor too soft, with tones sometimes low and sometimes high.
The students in the classroom listened to the English teacher speaking through the loudspeaker while listening attentively. Unfortunately, their hearing ability was limited, and in the end they only heard a few unclear words.
What "destroy the school spirit", "have bad intentions", "apology" and "reflection"...
Zhang Dingyu asked for leave from the teacher after finishing the first math class this morning. The second class for Class 9 was physical education, which was just enough time for him to rush to No. 2 Middle School to handle things.
The incident of Zhang Wenqin accepting gifts in his name must never happen again, so he simply asked about Zhang Wenqin's class and found their head teacher, hoping that he could help resolve this matter.
At least let everyone know that Zhang Wenqin and he did not have a good relationship, and they were not close enough to accept gifts on each other's behalf.
Zhang Wenqin's homeroom teacher, who was also the head teacher of Class 3, became furious after hearing Zhang Dingyu's narration. Zhang Dingyu had originally planned to tell the head teacher of Class 3 about the matter and then rush back to class.
However, the head teacher of Class 3 insisted on keeping him and asked Zhang Wenqin to apologize to him in person.
Zhang Wenqin didn't expect that things would become so serious. Why did Zhang Dingyu have to care about such a small thing? He was obviously living a much more comfortable life with that woman than she was. Wasn't it enough for her to just have a little bit?
Why is Zhang Dingyu living such a good life?
But now that the teacher was present, Zhang Wenqin could only apologize to Zhang Dingyu with a pale face. Zhang Dingyu didn't want to stay any longer, so she spoke politely to the head teacher of Class 3, then hurried away and turned around to go back.
The head teacher of Class 3 sent Zhang Dingyu away, then turned to Zhang Wenqin and said sternly, "Come with me to the office."