Mingxi was holding his hands in his school uniform pockets and was about to enter the classroom when he was suddenly stopped.

"Mingxi."

Zhao Yuan held a stack of printed materials, her eyes were red, and worried in her eyes, and walked towards Mingxi.

Mingxi turned his head and glanced at her. When she saw that it was her, she didn't want to call him, so she turned around and walked into the classroom.

I have worked so hard to run errands and circles and have been very tired and saved up a little bit of luck. Don’t be crushed by her halo when I meet Zhao Yuan!

"Wait, I have something to say to you." Zhao Yuan quickly trotted a few steps and stopped her.

Mingxi looked at his potted plants. When Zhao Yuan approached, the small buds in the potted plants swayed tremblingly and stopped growing directly.

Mingxi could not have any good tone, and his brows frowned: "I have nothing to say to you."

Some people in the corridor looked over.

I saw Zhao Yuan bit her lip, as if she was a little scared of Mingxi, and plucked up the courage and said, "I just want to apologize to you for E Xiaoxia..."

Beautiful and kind-hearted.

Such a word suddenly appeared in the minds of the boys in the corridor.

This matter obviously has nothing to do with Zhao Yuan, and even E Xiaoxia wanted to drag her into the water, but she cared more about Zhao Mingxi's feelings and came to apologize immediately.

Mingxi didn't listen to what Zhao Yuan was saying at all.

Zhao Yuan was not wearing a school uniform, and she was the most popular dark blue sailor skirt, white socks, and brown leather shoes.

The long hair was pulled behind the ear by the hairband, and there was a blue checkered bow on the left side of the top of the hair.

She looks neat, generous, soft and fragile.

Anyway, there are many beautiful adjectives.

Mingxi is slender, half a head taller than her, her eyes slightly lowered, and her eyes just fell on the blue plaid bow on the top of her hair.

Mingxi looked at the bow steadily, and it was hard not to remember some of the things that had happened before.

Two years ago, when she first came to Zhao's house, she was dragging her luggage, which was packed by her grandmother in a rattan bag. After being taken to the Zhao family by Zhao Zhanhuai, the whole family, except Zhao Mo, was quite kind to her. She was full of expectations and looked forward to a new life.

Zhao's mother took her hand and asked her to take a shower first and change her clothes.

However, after she came out, she found that the old clothes she brought and grandma's rattan bag had been thrown into the trash can outside the villa and was soaked. Zhao's mother said that she had suffered before and wanted to take her to buy a new one.

Mingxi argued in a low voice, that was left to her by grandma.

Zhao's mother was not very happy and said to her: "You have to adapt to the new environment here."

Mingxi, who was fifteen years old at the time, was very cramped. She wanted to pick up what her grandmother gave her, but she was afraid that this would appear pretentious and trouble the sperm and make the family unhappy.

So she absent-mindedly ate the meal, and after a few bites, she planned to wait for Zhao's mother to go upstairs before getting it back.

But unexpectedly, when it was dark, she went outside to look for it, the garbage truck would have pulled the things away.

At that time, Mingxi was sad for several days and realized that the environment here was not something she could easily integrate with by changing clothes and wearing small leather shoes like Zhao Yuan.

The northern town where she has grown up for fifteen years usually has the next morning, and the neighbors exchanged greetings with each other and helped bring the garbage to the garbage dump. Here, the nanny would clean up the garbage anytime and anywhere.

She may have to work harder to fit in.

After realizing this, Mingxi became harder, as hard as she worked hard for the past fifteen years.

She began to observe the Zhao family's food, clothing, housing and transportation, pay attention to the small details that they would rinse their mouths a few times after dinner, and learn to do so, so that they would not appear so cramped and try to make themselves calmer.

After buying clothes and shoes that day, when Zhao Zhanhuai took Mingxi to the first school to handle the transfer procedures, Mingxi noticed that many girls in the school were looking at him.

Mingxi noticed that he was very different from them - even though they were wearing expensive clothes bought from the mall, these girls were very good at dressing up.

T-shirts can be knotted, and pleated skirts can schedule and cut out unique patterns.

The hair tops are not all like her, and they don’t have any outfits. Most of them wear some brightly colored hair accessories to make them lively and look at the forefront of the trend.

Mingxi was stared at by them, and her cheeks were so low that she wanted to hide.

She realized again that this may not be the difference between clothes and appearance, but the difference between being cultivated by fashion magazines since childhood and starting to read without air conditioning in summer and winter.

If she wants to integrate, she may have to work harder and harder.

After she came back, Mingxi learned these with her new mobile phone and computer while observing how Zhao Yuan did it - Zhao Yuan is the best and most beautiful example around her.

Mingxi took the money and planned to start by buying some hair accessories.

When she bought it for the first time, she was confused and didn't know which one to buy. Thinking of the bow on Zhao Yuan's head, there would be no mistakes, so she bought two.

When she got home that day, she was very happy and wanted to ask Zhao's mother with the things she bought to see if her aesthetic ability has improved.

However, when passing by Zhao Mo's room, he heard Zhao Mo's voice.

Zhao Mo said sarcastically: "The new one is a scholar. You have to buy everything like Yuanyuan. Go and coax Yuanyuan."

Mingxi doesn’t know who the person opposite is, but in short, it’s either Zhao Zhanhuai or Zhao’s mother, or Zhao Yuning, it’s a family.

That day, Mingxi hurriedly returned to the room and hid the hair accessories he bought into the bottom cabinet.

Her tears flowed down her eyes.

In the past two years of staying in the Zhao family, Mingxi has grown rapidly and is almost forced to transform at the fastest speed.

She was finally able to hold her head up and blend into the surrounding environment, looking like the girls who grew up here since childhood.

Be calm and handle it with ease.

I also know how to show my beauty.

When others see it, they will let others see it openly.

Mingxi, now seventeen years old, is confident and doesn't care about the outside world's eyes. Even if he wears a school uniform and carries an old schoolbag, he is calm and fearless.

When I looked at myself at fifteen, I naturally felt that I was too timid and humble at that time, and I cared too much about other people's eyes, and even sharp.

But Mingxi doesn't want to deny himself.

After all, she was cautious and sensitive at that time. She had just arrived in this city from a northern town, and it was indeed her Zhao Mingxi.

From a certain perspective, Mingxi thinks that it makes sense for the original text to define himself as a vicious female supporting role.

From Zhao Yuan's perspective, isn't it? As soon as she came, she attracted the attention of the whole family and learned to buy hair accessories. She also carefully cooked food, pleased her family, and wanted to take away the favor that fell on her.

However, that was already Zhao Mingxi, who was fifteen years old before, who was eager to pay attention and love.

Now Zhao Mingxi has both hands, but no one loves him. He only wants to take the college entrance exam and survive.

She took her attention back to Zhao Yuan, and then Zhao Yuan was still saying: "...and I think there is my fault in it. I didn't realize in time that the conflict between you two was so deep."

Mingxi looked at the people in the corridor during class. There were not even twenty or dozens of people. They all heard Zhao Yuan apologizing to him here, as if he was unreasonable.

"What does this have to do with you? Since this matter is her fault, why do you apologize for her in public? To show that you are beautiful and kind?"

Mingxi couldn't help but say, "Since this is the case, do you also want to apologize when China and the United States fight, because you didn't discover the conflict between the two countries in time?"

Zhao Yuan choked immediately. The person next to her also choked.

Mingxi: "I have only heard that the perpetrator apologizes to the victim, but I have never heard of passerby A coming to apologize to the victim. Isn't this a play for myself? Unless you assume that you encouraged her to do it."

Zhao Yuan was sobbing and said quickly: "Mingxi, don't misunderstand me like this. She caused me to be allergic to me. How could I have participated in the things she did? One of you is my relatives and the other is my friend..."

"Oh." Mingxi said with a wooden face: "She has harmed you and bullied me again. In such a situation, you are still here to apologize for her. You are so magnanimous - then if someone kills people on the street from now on, do you also want to use a trumpet to apologize for the murderer?"

“…”

Some people listening in the corridor also figured out something was wrong.

Yes, Zhao Yuan told her in public that E Xiaoxia was allergic to her. It can be said that the friendship has been broken. Now why are you here to apologize for E Xiaoxia? She also made herself feel wronged in front of so many people.

At first glance, I feel very kind, even so kind that I feel a little bit of the Virgin, but if you taste it carefully, how can you taste the taste of white lotus?

Zhao Yuan didn't expect things to turn out like this. Zhao Mingxi seemed not the same as Zhao Mingxi in the past. Now Zhao Mingxi will not blush and cannot speak, but can turn people's hearts to her in a few words.

Saying a silly person can also gain favorable feelings.

Before, Zhao Mingxi had been wearing a mask, and no one around would help her. But now she has taken off her mask. She is so beautiful that Yan, the righteous Yan Gou, couldn't help but tolerate her a little - just like she was tolerant of Zhao Yuan before.

"Why are you magnifying a little bit of things like murder and war between the two countries?" Zhao Yuan felt the gaze around her begin to change, and she said anxiously.

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Mingxi: "Oh, it's a little bit now. Just now you came to me in front of so many people with your eyes red. I thought it was a big deal that fell from the sky."

People around: "Puff--"

Zhao Yuan: “…”

E Xiaoxia: "..."

She listened not far away, for some reason, but why did she feel a little happy?

Didn’t she hate Zhao Mingxi?!

But after the incident happened this morning, E Xiaoxia felt that she seemed to hate Zhao Yuan more than Zhao Mingxi. She had to do nothing and said nothing, and there were a lot of people who were defending her one after another.

Zhao Yuan didn't dare to continue the topic just now. She was afraid that if she continued to talk, everyone around her would look at her with strange eyes.

She hurriedly gave the information she was holding in her arms to Zhao Mingxi: "Aren't you preparing for the Hundred Schools League? This is the focus of my plan, and I hope it can help you."

She thought Zhao Mingxi would at least not resist this. Once she took it, she would still be generous and not caring about her harsh words and helping her.
To be continued...