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Chapter 32 Let Ying Feifei eat the garbage bit by bit

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    The action was ruthless and fast, without half a second of buffer time.

    "ah¡ª¡ª!!!"

    Ying Feifei only had time to scream, because her whole head, including half of her body, was stuffed into the trash can.

    The trash can is so big that it is not a problem to hold a person.

    Ying Zijin raised his leg and kicked it up again.

    With a "plop", Ying Feifei was completely covered by garbage.

    Everyone was stunned and didn't react at all.

    They watched blankly as Ying Zijin rolled up the sleeves of his white school uniform, took two garbage bags from the side and put them on his hands, and lifted Ying Feifei from the trash can.

    With the other empty hand, he picked up an apple on the ground and sent it to Ying Feifei's mouth.

    It's very leisurely, like a famous aristocrat feeding a dog in the Middle Ages of Ozhou.

    As soon as Ying Feifei took a breath, her mouth was blocked by a rotten smell.

    Her eyes widened suddenly, and she struggled desperately, wanting to scream, but she couldn't break free, and could only be forced to swallow the apple bit by bit.

    Zhong Zhiwan finally recovered, she said angrily: "Ying Zijin, what are you doing? Why don't you go up and pull her away?"

    Zhong Zhiwan is the class monitor and the goddess of Qingzhi, and no one in the elite class will listen to her words.

    Moreover, what Ying Zijin did was really outrageous.

    It's fine if you're not on duty, but you still do something to your classmates?

    Immediately, several boys stepped forward, but the girl suddenly turned her head away.

    Her brows and eyes are still as cold as usual, like snow on the distant mountains.

    But at this moment, she was enveloped in a violent air, and her gaze was so compelling that even the 1.9-meter sports committee couldn't help but back away.

    For a while, no one dared to move.

    Ying Zijin looked away and looked down at Ying Feifei who was covered in rubbish: "Is it delicious?"

    Ying Feifei was finally able to speak, she cried, cried in despair, and screamed hysterically: "Ying Zijin, you are sick! You are sick!!!"

    Didn't she just tear up this country bumpkin's book and throw it into the trash can?

    what is this?

    To treat her like this?

    "I'm sick." Ying Zijin lowered his head and chuckled, "Don't mess with me."

    Just as Ying Feifei was about to yell, the hand holding her loosened, and with a "bang", she rolled back into the trash can.

    Ying Zijin tore off the two garbage bags in his hand, took out the hand sanitizer from his school bag, and said casually, "It's quite dirty."

    ""

    There was a dead silence in the classroom.

    Zhong Zhiwan's lips trembled, and he tried to calm his voice: "Help Feifei up."

    After the boys pulled Ying Feifei out, they all backed away quickly.

    It stinks too much.

    Ying Feifei's school uniform and underwear were all polluted by garbage, and oil was dripping from her hair.

    It was appalling.

    Ying Feifei has never been wronged like this since she grew up.

    "Ying Zijin, you are finished, I tell you you are finished!" She cried and ran away, "I'm going to sue the teacher, and I want you to get out of the elite class!"

    Zhong Zhiwan frowned and didn't follow: "Everyone clean up the classroom and go to morning reading later."

    The students looked at each other for a while, and obeyed the arrangement, but they didn't bother to look for it anymore.

    Zhong Zhiwan didn't even bother to pay attention, and didn't even look at Ying Zijin.

    Three minutes later, the head teacher of the elite class came, with a very cold face.

    "Ying Zijin, come to the office."

    **

    When Zhong Manhua received Qingzhi's call, he was lying in the yard drinking morning tea.

    She thought it had something to do with Ying Zijin's grades, but she didn't expect the head teacher to tell her on the phone that her daughter beat up a female student in the class and forced her to eat garbage.

    Zhong Manhua couldn't believe it. She was frightened and angry, and she stood up suddenly, startling the massage therapist who was serving her.

    "Manhua?" Mrs. Mu heard the movement and opened her eyes, "What's wrong?"

    Zhong Manhua's body froze, put away his emotions, and took a deep breath: "It's nothing, I just fell asleep and had a nightmare."

    She couldn't let Mrs. Mu know that she actually had a daughter who would bully others.

    This is no longer a matter of shame, it is character!

    Thinking of this, Zhong Manhua made a decision, and she replied lightly: ??I'm not free right now, so you can figure it out.  "

    After hanging up the phone, she was relieved.

    Fortunately, she didn't change her identity back, she was just an adopted daughter, otherwise she would be really embarrassing.

    Mrs. Mu didn't ask, she was very preoccupied.

    She called Mu Cheng last night, but there was no response until this morning.

    Mu Cheng is Mu Heqing's confidant, and outside, he represents Mu Heqing.

    If the Mu family can't see Mu Heqing, or if they have anything to discuss, they always contact Mu Cheng first.

    This doesn't mean their faction is out of favor, does it?

    But among all the juniors in the Mu family, Shen Zhou is one of the outstanding ones.

    Mrs. Mu became even more worried. She thought about the black Maybach carefully, and finally decided that the person sitting in it was not Mu Heqing.

    Think about it, too, let alone an adopted daughter of the Ying family, even if there are several powers in the imperial capital, Mu Heqing would not condescend to see her in person.

    Perhaps it was just because I was busy that I didn't see her call.

    Mrs. Mu closed her eyes again, and then enjoyed the massage.

    **

    Twenty minutes later, in the office.

    Ying Feifei has already changed her clothes, but she still smells rancid.

    She stood by and sobbed, crying louder and louder.

    "Feifei doesn't cry." Mrs. Ying, who hurried over from the company, hugged her, feeling extremely distressed, "Don't cry, don't cry, mom will decide for you."

    While comforting Ying Feifei, Mrs. Ying raised her head with an ugly expression: "Mr. Xu, Feifei has always been obedient and never conflicted with her classmates. You must give us an explanation for this matter."

    As he spoke, he glanced coldly at the girl standing by the door, disgusted.

    "I really don't know why there is a student like you in the elite class. If you don't learn everything well, please apologize!"

    Mrs. Ying was so angry that she would have gone up and slapped her if she hadn't maintained her identity.

    "Mrs. Ying, let's calm down first." Teacher Xu had a headache, "There is no conclusion on this matter, let's ask it first."

    "Ask what?" Mrs. Ying exploded immediately, "Our Feifei has become like this, what else do you want to ask?!"

    Mrs. Ying's voice was so loud that even the teachers in other offices were startled.

    The English office is right next to it, and Teacher Deng is also here.

    Once there are more people in the office, Mrs. Ying has enough confidence: "If the elite class doesn't expel her, I will go to Weibo to expose you!"

    As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the teachers changed.

    Teacher Xu was very embarrassed: "Oh, student Ying Zijin, you"

    Bullying classmates will be punished.

    Serious cases will be dismissed.

    Ying Zijin raised her eyes, she walked forward with one hand in her pocket, and smiled lightly: "Mr. Deng, can I borrow a computer?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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