The evening self-study classroom was quiet, and only the sound of the pen nib passing through the paper was spreading in a very narrow range. Li Xinyan suddenly felt a little upset and turned her head to look at the empty seats not far away. Dong Chengcheng, a study committee member who was never late or left early, did not come to class for the first time. I don’t know if there was any private matter, or was called by Liu Qing to the office to discuss the details about the day the money was lost again.

Thinking of this, Li Xinyan looked back at the back row of the classroom. The annoying stinky woman had not come back to class yet, so she must have been insisting on refusing to admit it.

"Hmph! It depends on how long you can last!"

The pen in Li Xinyan paused. She might as well scratch the math problem that had been done diagonally. She quickly picked up the eraser and wanted to make up for it, but she thrust the paper in the homework book with a thrust.

She frowned, simply threw away the pen and eraser, held her chin with her hands and looked at the night outside the window. Somehow, the feeling of depression in her heart became heavier and heavier.

At this moment, the door of the classroom was pushed open, and Liu Qing, Wen Liang, Dong Chengcheng and Zhao Dan entered one after another. Liu Qing stood on the podium and said with a smile: "There is good news to the students that the lost class pay has been recovered a few days ago, but it is not what many people imagine. It is because Dong Chengcheng accidentally got rid of it outside and was picked up by a classmate from another class and handed over to the Political and Educational Department. After communicating with the school and carefully identifying it, it was confirmed that the money lost in our class was a lot of money!"

"Wow, it's really recovered?"

"Just find it back, otherwise we have to hand it over again!"

"Didn't you say yesterday that someone must have stolen it? Isn't you blushing now?"

"Hey, did you think so at that time?"

"Okay, okay, I've said it long ago. You shouldn't doubt your classmates. You still say I'm hypocritical..."

The class became lively in an instant. Liu Qing waited for everyone to be overjoyed, and then he pressed his hands to signal An Jing and nodded to Dong Chengcheng. Dong Chengcheng took a few steps forward. He bowed deeply and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I thought the money was kept in the classroom. Later, I thought about it carefully. It might have been with me, but I forgot about it. Fortunately, I met a good classmate who had been honest with the money, otherwise I would have no face to meet the elders of Jiangdong."

Dong Chengcheng finally laughed at himself with humor, which led to the students' kind laughter. The next speech was Wen Liang. His eyes accidentally swept across the people under the podium and paused for several seconds on the face of Li Xinyan sitting in the middle. Then he said loudly: "Although I'm not here these days, all kinds of rumors in the class have been heard in my ears. I understand everyone's mood. After losing so much money, everyone is very anxious. But no matter how anxious you are, you cannot just be skeptical and doubt this or that before there is a certain conclusion, and you cannot avenge personal revenge or randomly identify it. Your momentary spirit is likely to have a lifelong impact on some students. If you think of this moment in the future, will you regret it?"

The audience quieted down. Although Wen Liang did not name him, everyone understood what he said. His eyes turned to Zhao Dan, who had been standing by the podium with his head down. No matter what his impression of her before, most people felt guilty at this time.

Yes. I caught the thief and the dirty thing, and no one really saw the money stole by Zhao Dan, and no one really found the money in her hands. Why can I blame her without any sympathy? They are all classmates who are together day and night. Although they can't become friends, they won't kill others.

I have to say that in this era, except for very few exceptions, students all have a kind and pure heart!

"I suggest that all those who have pointed out or have made a promise in their hearts stand up and sincerely say sorry to Zhao Dan!"

"I am the first one, I admit that when I first heard about it, I thought it was Zhao Dan, but now I know I'm wrong!

Wen Liang bent down at Zhao Dan with a serious face and said, "I'm sorry!"

Zhao Dan was startled and hid to the side, looking at Wen Liang at a loss, wondering what to do.

Huang Gang then stood up and said, "Zhao Dan, I'm sorry!"

With Wen Liang and Huanggang taking the lead, the deeply moved students rushed to stand up. Even the students who didn't know in the anonymous box were not willing to be left behind. One, two, three, four, and a moment later, there were only three or four people left in the entire classroom, which looked particularly dazzling and prominent.

Li Xinyan put her hands on her thighs under the table, her pointed fingernails tightly clamped her pants, her eyes stared at Zhao Dan, and then stood up reluctantly. And the other three or four girls who were only her leader could not bear this huge pressure, so she stood up hurriedly.

"sorry!"

Thousands of words finally formed into three words. Since entering high school, Zhao Dan, who had never felt the strong kindness of his classmates, covered his mouth and looked at the scene in disbelief.

Once upon a time, she also hoped to be able to integrate into the class, a big group, and become friends who have gone through the youthful season with them;

Once upon a time, she also hoped that there would be a few best friends who would talk about everything, play together, learn and grow together, rely on each other, and be inseparable from each other;

But since her first year of high school, her life has been trapped in various rumors and slander. The labels of thieves, liars, and bad girls are deeply engraved in everyone's impression. She is unable to argue and struggle, but instead grits her teeth and deliberately develops towards the kind of girl they think of. Her outstanding clothes, simple makeup, messy hair, swear words everywhere and cigarettes held between her fingers demonstrate the way a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old wants to express rebellion and counterattack!

So, in the most beautiful high school years, she stood alone, watching the joys, sorrows, and joys of others.

All of this, she thought, had nothing to do with her from now on!

Until today, until now, when familiar or unfamiliar faces said sorry to herself in the same sincere voice, she was panicked, panicked, confused, and her heart beat faster, and then she cried out!

"Thank you, thank you, thank you everyone, thank you..."

Zhao Dan's choked voice was sobbing that it was so soft that everyone saw this girl who thought she was not the same world crying so weakly, the crying seemed to be a soul-squeezing response to the prejudice of everyone over the past long time.

Many female classmates burst into tears!

After the first evening self-study get out of class, many people gathered around Zhao Dan, put aside his past cognition and mutual hostility. After a few simple words, they found that Zhao Dan was actually a very interesting person, and Zhao Dan also found that the people he usually hates were also kind, and laughter came out from time to time. The entire Class 6 was in an atmosphere of touching and relief.

Maybe one person is the only exception!

Li Xinyan lowered her head, listened to the laughter behind her, and the hatred in her heart surged into her mind like a spring of water. The pen in her hand made the notebook meaninglessly, and then tugged it heavily on the table. The tip of the pen rolled upward without any surprise, and it seemed that it was no longer useful.

But now she has no time to hate Zhao Dan. She still has many doubts in her heart. She wants to ask Dong Chengcheng, but she looked up and looked around but couldn't find her figure. The bell for the second self-study class rang, and the classroom slowly returned to silence. Dong Chengcheng had not come back yet. The more Li Xinyan thought about it, the more she became more and more restless, and finally couldn't help it. She got up and walked to Wen Liang's seat and said, "Teacher, my stomach suddenly hurts a little. Please take a leave from you. Go to the infirmary to get some medicine."

Wen Liang said with concern: "Does it matter? If not, find a girl to accompany you?"

"It's okay, a little bit of a problem, I'm going to class alone."

When Li Xinyan left, Wen Liang smiled and said to Huanggang: "Thank you. If you hadn't said you had found a place to hide my novel on campus and guaranteed that I wouldn't be able to find it, I wouldn't have come up with this idea."

Huanggang was confused and said, "What?"

Wen Liang smiled slightly and said, "I borrowed it, I'll go to the toilet!"

Li Xinyan looked around carefully. It was the time for self-study. The night was dark, and only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves. No one made the campus quieter. She tightened the collar of her shirt, walked to the corner of the northeast corner of the campus, passed through a small bamboo forest, found a small tung tree painted with white paint, took out a small half of the brick on the wall behind the tree, and saw a thick stack of money wrapped in a handkerchief.

Last weekend, the whole school cleaned up routinely. Class 6 was divided into pieces. She accidentally found that the bricks on the wall fell down, forming a small hole. If you put something and stuff the bricks in, no one could find them from the outside.

Because of this discovery, she started to think about class pay. Otherwise, the eight hundred yuan would not be a few or dozens of yuan. No. 1 Middle School is a military management and cannot leave school until weekends. The students are together every day, so it is absolutely impossible to hide safely.

So with this hole, hiding money is no longer a problem. Li Xinyan began to pay attention to Dong Chengcheng's every move. It happened that morning that class fee was collected. Dong Chengcheng forgot to bring the money when he left at noon. Li Xinyan pretended to be innocent and went to the cafeteria with a few friends. Halfway through the excuse, my aunt came to the dormitory and wanted to change it, and quickly ran back to the classroom.

The classroom was empty. She stole the money and simply wrapped it with a handkerchief. She hid the money while there was no one in the northeast corner and patted her hands and returned to the cafeteria. Anyway, her menstrual period was still in these few days, so no one would doubt it.

As she expected, Dong Chengcheng found that the money was lost. Liu Qing was furious and searched over and over again. Zhao Dan, who had the worst reputation and popularity, and had a record of stealing money several times in the first year of high school, became a recognized object of suspicion.

Once again, she won, just like the first year of high school has happened several times!

"ah?"

Li Xinyan blinked and confirmed that it was her handkerchief, and also confirmed that the handkerchief was intact for 800 yuan. In order to avoid suspicion, she did not come here to check the situation in the past two days. She thought that the piece of money turned around and accidentally fell out (after all, when she found out, the brick fell out), and the money wrapped in the handkerchief also fell out. It happened to be discovered by a classmate who came here to play, and then handed over to the Political and Educational Department.

But how do you explain all this in front of you?

Li Xinyan instinctively felt something was wrong. But her age and experience could not have imagined why such a thing happened. Because in her perception, if the money was not really found, why should Liu Qing, Wen Liang and Dong Chengcheng and others say that?

There is no reason!

"Don't you understand?"

A sound suddenly sounded behind her back. Li Xinyan screamed in fear, thinking that she had hit a ghost, her legs and feet became weak, and she sat on the ground, and even her heart almost stopped beating.

The bright light of the flashlight lit up in the bamboo forest. Li Xinyan, who was so scared that she finally saw clearly the people coming, Wen Liang, Liu Qing, Dong Chengcheng, and Zhao Dan, who should have been in the classroom.

Li Xinyan's face was pale, her body was trembling, and her mouth was trembling and she couldn't speak. She suddenly felt that even a ghost should be better than the people in front of her.

Wen Liang sighed slightly, lazy to care about what happened next, stuffed the flashlight into Liu Qing's hand, turned around and left. After walking a few steps, Zhao Dan chased after him and walked side by side with Wen Liang without saying a word.

"I thought you would stay there and scold her for a few words?"

Zhao Dan was silent for a while and shook his head.

Wen Liangqi said: "Aren't you angry?"

"No, I once wanted to slap her hard in the face a few times... But just when I saw her like that, I suddenly felt that it was not important to scold her or not. My life has been entangled with her for more than a year, and it doesn't make sense to continue entangled. Squad leader, thank you, after this incident, I think I have really grown up!"

Wen Liang stopped, stared at Zhao Dan's eyes, and chuckled: "Zhao Dan, forgiveness is always more powerful than hatred. Although I can't do it, I am very happy that you can do it. You are very good, work hard and get into a good university. Your life should be controlled by yourself. Remember that this night will be your life's wealth!"

Zhao Dan nodded vigorously, resisted his crying and said, "Team leader, thank you!"

(Perhaps someone would say that such a plot has something to do with the main line? In fact, it really doesn't matter much. But I always think that writing novels is also about life. There will always be some irrelevant but meaningful things in life, just like Zhao Dan in the story. The prototype of this character is the real existence of my high school years. The only difference is that the person who wisely found the person who really stole money was the class teacher at that time. It is no exaggeration to say that the class teacher gave Zhao Dan a new life. A girl who everyone thought would go astray after graduating from high school would eventually be admitted to a very good university. She is very happy now in her work and family, and she will return to her alma mater to say hello to her class teacher every year, which is a beautiful story. I like this story that happened in high school, so I wrote it, not for anything else, just to commemorate the youth that had nowhere to be laid in those years!)
Chapter completed!