Author: Qicii

When she heard that the plot had not changed, Xiaomei Wen almost tore up the book.

After it was confirmed that Wen Xiaomei had lost her memory, Shen Jiaomei began to study hard.

It didn't take long for Miss Wen to see a spectacular scene. In order not to disturb their roommates' sleep, many people in the dormitory moved out with benches to warm up their books in the corridor.

The reading sound is not loud.

But at a glance, there are all people holding books and studying hard.

Each of them has sincere and serious eyes.

It seems that a golden house can really be read from the book, which can lead them to great success and escape from the life of facing the loess and turning their back to the sky.

For Wen Xiaomei, she suddenly felt pressure to study.

These have to be rolled into death.

[Host, you are still luckier than them, you have a system for me.]

When Miss Wen heard the system suddenly appeared, she just gave it a sneer.

The system is unreliable, and according to her speculation, the points should be related to her changing the direction of the plot.

Thinking of this, Xiaomei Wen suddenly remembered the brief plot: [System, hasn't the small part of the unlocking plot been changed? 】

The system gave a reply after a while: [It’s just reducing the content, host. Currently, the host is just not burned to death, the rest is possible. 】

Without waiting for Xiaomei Wen to reply, she added: [Cannon fodder is always sacrificing for the sake of the plot.]

Miss Wen:【……】

Such a great mission of sacrifice is still there!

Thinking of this makes me even more unhappy!

They got up at six o'clock and read for almost an hour before packing up and going to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Shen Jiaomei didn't know why, so she joined them directly.

Wang Qin kept quarreling with her.

You say something to me, which sounds quite joyful.

It took almost seven minutes to make breakfast, and then we went to the classroom together to start school time.

The desks are all brought from home, one set for each person.

The original owner was very popular with the teacher, so he sat with Wen Fang or in the front row. After class, he could have some snacks, such as who he liked, who he sent love letters to, and so on.

Suddenly I heard someone say: "Why are there still bicycle thieves?"

"Stealing a bicycle?" Wen Xiaomei suddenly thought that the bicycle she was riding was borrowed by Huo Mao, and she didn't know where he returned it last night.

Wen Fang also thought about getting on her bicycle: "By the way, little sister, where is your bicycle?"

Little sister Wen shook her head blankly.

There will be no way to contact you.

It all depends on a telephone in the school principal's office.

I'm afraid this is a bit difficult.

"It's you who won't be stolen..."

"No, no, no, have you forgotten who I lent it to?" Wen Xiaomei quickly pressed down her hand.

Wen Fang stopped her enthusiasm and the two of them continued listening.

I didn’t say who it was stolen from. After all, I really don’t know. There are hundreds of people in the school. Most of the people who can ride bicycles are far from home and their families are willing to pay, so there are not many bicycles.

"Tell me, whose property was stolen? How did you know?"

"Not all of them were stolen, just the tires."

Upon hearing this, one or two ran out, probably to check whether it was their own car.

Wang Qin came from the back row, squeezed beside them, and patted Wen Fang on the shoulder: "Afang, did you also ride a bicycle? Do you want to go and see?"

"Okay." Wen Fang followed Wang Qin to watch.

Leave Miss Wen to continue rolling.

She checked her points with the system and saw that the points were increasing day by day, and she couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

She was falling into self-doubt when Wen Xiaomin came back from outside, went straight to Little Sister Wen and asked with concern: "Little sister, where did you park your bicycle? It's too dangerous to park it at school, otherwise I'll let Brother Ah Rong ride back."

"No need." Miss Wen shook her head.

Seeing this, Wen Xiaomin muttered in a low voice: "If you break your bicycle, you won't be able to study anymore."

When Xiaomei Wen heard this, she got up and followed her, whispering: "Cousin, what do you think you will do if Aunt Chen doesn't let you in?"

"I'm sure..." Wen Xiaomin straightened her back subconsciously.

Realize this is not home.

Pushing Little Sister Wen away with her backhand: "You take care of me!"

Seeing that Wen Xiaomei was running away and returning to the table, the corners of her mouth slightly raised. Although she was not very good at this, Wen Xiaomin was more immune to threats than she was.

Little sister Wen, who seemed to have won the fight, went back.

Then she saw Wen Fang and Wang Qin running to pull her: "Little sister, let's go."

"What's wrong?" Miss Wen was pulled so hard that she knocked on the table leg and jumped twice before running after them.

Then she heard Wang Qin say: "The person who had the wheel stolen was Shen Jiaomei! Shen Jiaomei is crying while holding her bicycle. The teachers can't do anything to her."

Miss Wen understands.

The original owner, who is Shen Jiaomei's friend, came online.

But she’s not! She can’t!

No matter how much Miss Wen resisted, she was dragged downstairs to the dormitory.

There were more than a dozen bicycles parked sparsely against the wall. Among them, Shen Jiaomei was seen crying loudly while holding the wheels of her bicycle, which was only the frame. Her bicycle was still a brand new women's bicycle.

No wonder she cried so sadly.

But Miss Wen always feels so happy.

Just when she was feeling happy, she was pushed hard by Wang Qin and almost fell to the ground on her face.

Little sister Wen was more or less scared. She couldn't leave her back to them when she was with Wang Qin and the others. Her appearance would be ruined before she was killed by the plot.

Under Wang Qin's urging, she walked towards Shen Jiaomei.

Several teachers were at a loss and didn't know how to comfort Shen Jiaomei.

Seeing Wen Xiaomei coming, her eyes lit up just like Wang Qin and Wen Fang, and she gave up her position: "This classmate, are you a friend of Classmate Shen?"

Wen Xiaomei only felt that she saw a plate of fragrant braised pork in their eyes, and said bravely: "Ah, yes."

"Come on."

Wen Xiaomei squatted in front of Shen Jiaomei and was about to speak, but Shen Jiaomei had already turned her back and continued to cry.

The teacher next to me was even more confused.

Wen Xiaomei thought about the salary. A bicycle might cost an ordinary person one or two months' salary. After thinking about it, she said to the teachers: "Otherwise, let's call the police."

"Okay." Shen Jiaomei responded immediately.

It looked like he wanted to call the police for a long time.

A Mediterranean teacher raised his hand and pressed it in mid-air: "No, classmate, this is the case. The school is responsible for helping you repair your bicycle. How about you just let this matter go as it is?"

"No!" Shen Jiaomei had tears on her face, but she didn't compromise at all.

When the bell rang, all the teachers felt relieved.

Wen Xiaomei lowered her head and glanced at Shen Jiaomei's bicycle.

This man is also strange. If he doesn't steal other bicycles, he must steal Shen Jiaomei's.

As if on purpose.

Wen Xiaomei reminded her loudly: "Teacher, Jiaomei's car is new, and it's a Phoenix brand."

It is impossible for a teacher to afford a Phoenix brand bicycle with a month's salary.

The Mediterranean teacher's expression was slightly distorted.

Shen Jiaomei cried again at the right time: "My eldest father spent one hundred and fifty to buy this, and I only rode it for one day!"
Chapter completed!