“…I feel very sad about this…”

The speech on the stage continued. Except for the front rows, the students in the audience started chatting in a low voice, while the boys and girls were sitting around, so there were too many topics.

However, they still know the right position. Now that the principal is speaking on it, the head teacher will come over to inspect from time to time, so it is not too obvious.

"......Ai Liang, a student in our school, played an important role in solving the case, promoted the progress of the case, and assisted the police in obtaining key evidence! His qualities and spirit are worth learning and promoting... Hereby express praise! Please ask Ai Liang to come to the stage!"

After the principal spoke on the stage, he took the lead in applauding, and soon the applause from below was thunderous.

Ai Liang, who was reading the novel, suddenly heard someone calling his name on the stage, and he raised his head and was a little confused.

"Xiao Ai, go up..." Seeing the head teacher's gaze swept over, Ma Yu suddenly stuffed his phone under his butt.

Ai Liang put down the novel and walked towards the podium.

"It is precisely because of the efforts of Ai Liang that the real murderer was arrested so quickly. For this reason, the police specially sent a banner to commend him!" The principal happily held Ai Liang's shoulder and turned his body to the audience.

This is obviously a deliberate amplification of Ai Liang's credit. Ai Liang looked at the principal and then looked at Yue Qihua in the stands without saying anything.

The principal finally showed the true appearance of the cylinder he had been holding in his hand and handed it to Ai Liang under the camera.

Slutty sex.

After taking the banner, another round of applause rang out.

Ai Liang forced a smile to the camera. He didn't have to think that the banner must have been sent by Shi Feng. He probably wanted to satisfy the performance of normal teenagers, so he sent it to the school, which led to the principal's temporary release.

Ai Liang returned to his seat under the gaze of all the teachers and students, and the girls who could not see Ai Liang stood up half-squatted and after being scolded by the head teachers of each class, many people still looked here.

"Sorry."

"It doesn't matter."

The unconscious conversation between Yue Qihua and Ai Liang made Yang Xingyue confused: "What did you two say? Why can't I understand?"

"Of course I apologize to Ai Liang, otherwise what else can it be." Yue Qihua bit the lollipop pole and looked at the principal with a hint of complaint.

"Why did you suddenly apologize?"

"I apologize for my uncle. He obviously used Ailiang's credit to bring honor to the school without Ailiang's permission." Yue Qihua's tone was very unhappy. "I know that he has been under a lot of pressure recently because of Gao Jiajia's death, but it is not too much to use Ailiang without his permission to shake up his assistance to the police in handling the case without his consent? At least say it in advance!"

Yue Qihua bit the lollipop into pieces and took out a napkin to wrap the candy stick. "He is like this. Seeing that others are young, there is no basic respect, so my grandfather doesn't like him, the eldest son."

After Yue Qihua's explanation, Yang Xingyue finally understood that she hurriedly comforted Ai Liang: "Let's go back and let grandpa teach Uncle Yue a good lesson, Ai Liang, don't take it to heart."

By the way, Yang Xingyue’s grandfather is Yue Qihua’s grandfather. She has lived in Yue Qihua’s house since she was a child. It’s not an exaggeration for both families to say that they are a family.

At that time, both parents directly made marriages, but they both gave up only when they were both daughters.

"It's okay, I don't care."

Ai Liang rolled up the banner and put it away, but he no longer had the mood to read the novel. He took out his cell phone and started chatting with netizens.

"But Xiao Ai, did you really go to assist the police in handling the case on the weekend?" Ma Yu couldn't get involved in other people's housework and could only change the topic.

"Um."

"I've been squatting in someone else's community for more than ten hours?"

"Um."

"Uh...why do you have to do this..."

Ma Yu carefully tentatively.

Not to mention others, even he doubted whether Ai Liang likes Gao Jiajia, otherwise there was no need to fight to this level for a girl who confessed to him, right?

"If you don't want to say it, forget it..." Ma Yu added immediately.

If Ailiang really accepts Gao Jiajia's confession, then isn't this equivalent to exposing the scar?

Compared to Ma Yu and Yue Qihua, he was more direct: "Ai Liang, just tell me whether you like Gao Jiajia or not. Did you accept someone's confession that night?"

"Hey! Huahua!" Yang Xingyue's face changed suddenly. Fang Xiaoxiao in the milk tea shop that Friday said that Ailiang likes Gao Jiajia. Ailiang had never answered Fang Xiaoxiao's questions directly and had always chosen to change the topic.

The speaker is unintentionally listener is worried Yang Xingyue has been thinking about this matter these days and is very nervous.

"I don't like her, nor do I accept confession."

Ai Liang raised his lowered head: "I just saw her father crying sadly and wanted to do something."

"Did you hear it?" After saying that, Yue Qihua glanced at Yang Xingyue. She always sighed from time to time these days, and Yue Qihua's head was almost big.

Yang Xingyue was embarrassed to avoid her eyes.

Among the four, only Yue Qihua has always been convinced that Ai Liang was not acting because of Gao Jiajia. After all, Ai Liang, whom she first met, had a much higher understanding of Ai Liang's personality than Yang Xingyue and Ma Yu.

The conference on the stage was still underway, and the morning was gone. As the principal spoke, the students returned to the class one after another, and some people simply went to the cafeteria to have dinner.

There is more than half an hour before school is over, so I specially set aside this time to ask for leave for students.

During the last month of preparation for the exam, many parents spent money to hire special tutors for their children. Twenty-one days and thirty thousand yuan per day, the average courses are 10,000 yuan per week, which is the basic cost of preparing for the exam.

If you are willing to spend money, some tutors can even train students who have not read for three years to become exam-oriented academic masters within one month. Of course, the premise is that the students themselves are willing to cooperate.

Ai Liang's method of teaching Yang Xingyue is this common method for preparing for the exam.

Several people returned to the teaching building, but they were so crowded when they came back because most of the students went directly to the cafeteria or outside restaurants for dinner.

Anyway, they are about to graduate and their courage is gradually getting bigger. As long as the graduation season is not a major violation, teachers will turn a blind eye.

Just as Ma Yu was complaining that he wanted to change a large-capacity battery cell phone during the summer vacation, a middle-aged woman in her thirties stopped her in front of several people: "Ma Yu, where is Xiaoxiao?"

"Mom? Why are you here?" Ma Yu was a little surprised.

"Aren't I here to sign the fake note for you? Don't you tell me about this Xiaoxiao?" Ma Yu's mother kept asking Fang Xiaoxiao's whereabouts.

"I want to go to the office to find a teacher by signing. Why are you blocking here? You're leaving." Ma Yu pushed his mother to the office with both hands.

"Hey, you haven't told me where you are going to run, and the student must be present even if you sign it." Ma Yu's mother looked around while being pushed by Ma Yu.

"I'm here!"

Fang Xiaoxiao's voice came from the corridor.

"Hey!" Fang Xiaoxiao plunged into Ma Yu's mother's arms. Those who didn't know thought it was her biological mother. Ma Yu herself was neglected to the side and watched Fang Xiaoxiao act coquettishly with his mother.

"well......"

Ma Yu sighed and said, "I suspect I was adopted by them."

Yue Qihua looked at Fang Xiaoxiao who was acting coquettishly and said, "Isn't that good? At least you don't have to worry about the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the future."

"I'm just worried about this! Whether it's Xiaoxiao's father or my parents, they spoil her. If I make her angry in the future, I'm afraid I'll be kicked out of the house."

Ma Yu's words are filled with despair for the future.

Ai Liang looked at him without saying a word. In his opinion, this was a happy trouble. He had never experienced what family affection was since he was a child.

According to Ai Liang, Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao have similar relationships to Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue. The two families have been neighbors for decades and know each other well. Both parents expressed support for their relationship.

"Let's go, mom takes you to the office for leave."

Ma Yu's mother smiled and pinched Fang Xiaoxiao's face, then turned around and pulled Fang Xiaoxiao away.

"Mom! Don't forget me!" Seeing this, Ma Yu didn't bother chatting with Ai Liang and others and hurriedly chased after him.

"Don't you have long legs? You won't follow me?" Ma Yu's mother's tone was full of disgust. When she faced Fang Xiaoxiao, she turned into a smile: "Remember to tell me who is your class teacher."

"Well! My class teacher is wearing a gold-rimmed glasses..."

For some reason, looking at Ma Yu's back chasing him, Ai Liang suddenly felt like he was having a feeling of falling in love with his mother and daughter leaving the dog at home during the spring outing.

Yang Xingyue looked at Ma Yu's embarrassing figure and chuckled and asked Ai Liang: "Ai Liang, don't you go and ask for leave?"

Ai Liang was busy responding to the news on his phone and asked without raising his head, "I've invited you before, where are you?"

"Huahua and I don't need to sign with the head teacher, just say it to Uncle Huahua."

When Yang Xingyue saw Ai Liang chatting with netizens again, she poked his arm: "Ai Liang, there are two girls around you. Can you keep staring at your phone? We will be very embarrassed."

"Oh, sorry."

"That netizen should have a good relationship with you, right? What are you talking about?"

Yang Xingyue came over to see Ai Liang's chat interface. The two of them were very close to Yang Xingyue's hair hanging down to Ai Liang's neck. The hair was cold, a little itchy, but it was also very comfortable.

Ai Liang's eyes were fast and fast. When Yang Xingyue had just passed, she shut up her phone and had no time to see a name.

"Well, I'm so stingy." Yang Xingyue patted his shoulder lightly with dissatisfaction. Rather than venting, it was better to say that acting cute was more important.

Yue Qihua asked with her chin, "Talk about it, you have known that netizen for a while. I remember when I first met you, you held your phone and chatted with that person all day long. Have you ever had any real face to face?"

"Hey? Have you known each other for so long?" Yang Xingyue was a little surprised.

Netizens are all because of the hot chat of a certain topic at the beginning. As time goes by and meets new netizens, old netizens will gradually break off contact and become a thing of the past. There are very few people like Ai Liang who can still talk about each other after knowing each other for several years.

"She is not a native of Nehua City. We have never met her before and don't plan to meet her. Just keep her current appearance." Ai Liang opened her phone again and explained without raising her head.

Yue Qihua was a little curious: "I'm a little curious about who can talk to you, the dull man."

"It's mainly because she said, I'll listen." Ai Liang replied.

Yang Xingyue smiled: "Is the other person a man or a woman? It should be a boy."
To be continued...