I did not accept this self-righteous behavior.

Yan Xiaoling didn't care. She brought food boxes every day, or she couldn't understand it at all, so she still came to me when she was free. I would occasionally ridicule her, but I was still too lazy to answer the questions she asked countless times.

But strangely, I was not so annoyed with her anymore. I began to think that I would go with her, and she would always understand that she was wasting her time.

She was still making useless efforts, often looking through books recording mining knowledge alone.

But this time, Yan Xiaoling did not smile and looked at them. It was like the prey that should have wailed became stubborn, and they were crazy about to make Yan Xiaoling smile.

But the fool was stubborn and couldn't even pull the nine cows. No matter how much she bullied Yan Xiaoling, she always had a face.

She smiled and said to me: Tang Xian, when I was bullied, I didn’t laugh or cry.

I only realized that it was the first time she cried when she received Yan Xiaoling's gift that day.

In the past, no matter how others bullied her, she would never cry.

I understand the reason why Yan Xiaoling did this, but I was just afraid of violating the agreement with me, so I would reject her kindness again.

For the first time in my life, I lost my temper at this fool for some other reason.

But when I wanted to scold Yan Xiaoling, I couldn't speak and found that I couldn't find the words.

She is so stupid that it doesn't make any sense to get angry with her, probably that's it.

In the war between children, there is a default childish and ridiculous rule.

That is, you are not allowed to tell the adults.

I originally scoffed at this principle of inefficiency, but this time, I found that some things are more interesting to do by myself.

I contacted Shanglu and his friends and promised to help them improve their grades and asked him to contact others to help me punish the children who bullied Yan Xiaoling during the first school year.

There was no expectation at first, but they thought they had no intention of helping Yan Xiaoling.

What's more, I'm an annoying person.

But unexpectedly, they actually agreed.

There are quite a few people who are preparing to take things together, most of them have been scolded by me. For a moment, I thought they had Stockholm syndrome.

Later I found out that it was just that these people had bullied Yan Xiaoling and felt guilty.

It was probably a riot, from the beginning of a small group of people to the later part of the boys in two school years, and they were in a turmoil.

This fight is meaningless, the behavior is ridiculous and mentally retarded, and it is the first time I feel a little happy.

After Yan Xiaoling came back, no one said anything.

She still couldn't integrate into other people's circles, and could only follow me, like a shadow of me.

What made me irritated was that I didn't even have the only disgust left. Looking at her smirking, it seemed like I had seen something that had long been used to being dull.

Others found that Yan Xiaoling had gradually changed.

It's not that he is smart, he just doesn't try to get close to others anymore and doesn't smile at anyone.

Only when I look at me will I still smile like an idiot.

I asked her why later.

She said a little dumbly:

'Because only Tang Xian allowed me to follow me. I couldn't walk around the others.'

I thought to myself, even if I was surrounded by a burden and a genuine idiot, it was not very strange. It was just two annoying guys.

Let her follow.

That's true. In the eyes of everyone, Yan Xiaoling likes me, but it's just like the blood of mosquitoes on the wall. Even though I hate her, I can't wipe it clean and let it follow.

No one would say anything.

Only Shanglu and his friends knew that the reason for the riots in the second and first school year was that I made a fuss for Yan Xiaoling.

So in the second school year, Yan Xiaoling became my follower, and it became something that everyone gradually became accustomed to.

There are also fewer people bullying Yan Xiaoling.

Yan Xiaoling did not change her style, and she still only smiled at me.

She became a little more sensible and could see clearly that some things were not hanging on people's faces, but hidden in people's eyes.

She had gradually recognized some of the mixed eyes of sympathy, superiority, and contempt, and her smile became less and less.

But every time I look at her, she still smiles like a fool.

I asked Yan Xiaoling, what should I do if I don’t have talent in my sixth school year? If I don’t have talent, I will be demoted to the bottom.

She said: I can follow Tang Xian, I will go wherever you go.

I said, what if I don’t let you follow me? I don’t know what my talent is, but I will definitely have talent. You can’t go where I want to go in the future. In this pyramid, the gap in class between people is even further apart than the mountains.

I don't know if Yan Xiaoling can understand it.

It was only the first time that the idiot showed a look of fear.

It seemed as if the sand in the hand was still slowly sliding out of the palm of the hand.

I looked at Yan Xiaoling's fearful look and felt irritated again, so I said: If you work harder, I may let you follow me.

She started laughing again, as simple as the first meeting.

I was too lazy to calculate what happened in the future, thinking that even if I brought a bottle of oil, I could live a good life.

Yan Xiaoling is indeed very hardworking. Sometimes she no longer follows me, but lies alone in the pile of books in the classroom.

But it's useless. Her grades have always been at the bottom, and even those juniors in the new school year are not even stupider than her.

In this way, the second school year slowly ended. Yan Xiaoling ushered in the third school year with unremarkable results.

The third school year is not that long, at least for Yan Xiaoling, it is very short.

This year, I began to try to reconcile with others and gradually improve with everyone. Of course, there are still many people who hate me. Even after I reconciled with Xiao Ke Shanglu and others, I hated me even more.

But it was still very strange. In the first year, I thought this was impossible to change, so I inexplicably began to change slowly.

It seems that there is another personality born in my soul.

This year, my relationship with Xiao Ke Shanglu and their relationship began to improve slowly.

I tried to start looking at others less mean.

But I still don't believe in Santa.

It was still this year that Yan Xiaoling followed me and attracted more and more people's attention.

This is probably a bit gimmick. It seems that the smartest person is behind him, and there are a lot more people talking about it.

Yan Xiaoling's eyes gradually became more emotional. It was some broken fear. I didn't care. I thought it was just her troubled self-inflicted.

But not long afterwards, she did something very stupid…”

When some lengthy stories were told here, Tang Xian stopped.

Li Xiaoyu suddenly came to his senses after a long pause.

She remembered that she knew the name Yan Xiaoling.

This is a name she ignored.

I just saw it when I was investigating the list of students transferred in the third academic year.

Because she was at the bottom of her grades and was stupid, she subconsciously judged that Tang Xian could not like such a person.

But things were completely beyond Li Xiaoyu's expectations. The smartest person always had the stupidest person around him.

"What happened... why did she transfer to school?"

"She didn't transfer to school, she just left."

Tang Xian's tone was plain, and he always maintained this dull emotion throughout the story.

Li Xiaoyu didn't understand.

"Where did she go?"

"Yan Xiaoling is very stupid. She believes whatever others say, and she has never changed.

She wanted to be smarter, because only by being smarter could she stay with me.

I don’t know where I heard it, but someone told Yan Xiaoling that there is a fish in the center of the lake. As long as you find this fish, you can become smarter.

This was obviously a deception, but she did not have the ability to distinguish. Especially a group of people scared her by holding me and wanting her.

So Yan Xiaoling swam to the center of the lake.

She swam in the center of the lake and looked at the group of people in the distance and shouted:

‘Where is the fish? Where is the fish? I can’t find it…’

The laughter was getting louder and louder, and the people on the shore could no longer wait to see Yan Xiaoling climbing ashore in a mess.

But not long after, they couldn't laugh.
To be continued...