"Here, come, Takahashi is here."

"Let's see."

"oh!"

One by one, one by one, one by one, the black heads looked at Takahashi with a smile. There were only a few hundred people in the three grades of high school. Everyone was either classmates or relatives. Whenever there was a little movement, they would spread among the crowd like a ignited wildfire. The closed town formed a unique storm.

Everyone's eyes looked at Takahashi with deep mockery and disdain. Rumors and photos were listed separately were nothing. Many people would have basic rationality when they picked them out as bystanders, but the three of them became tigers. When they found that the Timeline (things similar to friends circles) around them were laughing at Takahashi's special services, fake things would become real.

"She looked up at us."

"Walk into the classroom."

Back in the seat, Takahashi held his hands tightly, let go, and clenched them tightly. She stammered her lips and looked out the window, then looked down at the hands on her knees, restless like a rabbit.

Not only the students in the classroom, but also many students from other classes gathered in the corridor outside the door, third grade, second grade, and first grade, and the corridor was crowded with people.

Everyone stretched their necks to see the magical woman circulating in their circle of friends. Taking a photo and putting it in their circle of friends is also a pursuit of "fashion". Maybe the story of this magical woman can be passed on to the next class of juniors.

"This senior sister looks pretty good."

"If it's bad, can you still go to ****? Who will spend money on ugly monsters?"

"You said I'll ask for it, will I do it with me?"

‘You go and try it, you won’t know.’

“Yes, go.”

A second-grade boy was pushed into the class with a giggle and walked to Takahashi's poor table.

"Senior sister, can you do it with me if you can?" The boy said earnestly, and he didn't know that he thought it was his junior confessing to his senior sister.

“…”

"I can pay, I won't eat it for nothing." After saying a few more words, the second-grade boy shrugged his shoulders and walked out.

"Sorry, I failed."

“Hip-Haha.”

"Haha, you are so embarrassing. You're back after all."

"It must be because the other party is too shy. It will definitely be embarrassed to ask the other party in public. It's better to ask on your phone after going back."

The swords, spears, swords and halberds of wind and wind were inserted into Takahashi's heart. She sat in her seat like a petrified person, watching the teachers on the stage walking around indifferently.

Without looking down at the phone, she could guess that the above must be full of dirty words now.

The Chinese language class in the afternoon was taught by the head teacher. After finishing the lecture notes, he walked to Takahashi's desk.

This is the type of teacher that most students like the most. The class teacher has a weak temperament and is never strict with students. Even if the students make any mistakes, they will only pretend to be invisible.

But things seem to be developing a bit exaggerated today, and he couldn't help but take action.

"Go to the office after class." The head teacher gently tapped Takahashi's desktop and whispered.

"…Hmm." Takahashi's pitiful fingertips trembled slightly.

The teacher's office is much better than the student classroom, facing the flowers and woods on the campus, and there are two air conditioners on it.

In winter, the office will also be equipped with one or two coal-burning stoves, and use chimneys to discharge the smoke outdoors, which will be warmer than in summer.

More than a dozen teachers sat in their seats, looked at their cell phones for a while, and then looked through the lecture notes. Some teachers glanced at Takahashi and shook their heads without saying a word.

"Takahashi, this matter...well?"

The head teacher used two fingers to push the mobile phone on the table to Takahashi's pitiful face, and he, the man, had something to say.

What is displayed on the mobile phone screen is the rumor that was circulating last night, the actual record of Takahashi O Rei Round Corners.

Takahashi's pitiful heart suddenly became tight. Although it was covered with lies that others slandered her, the head teacher took it out and placed it in front of him in a panic that was exposed to the air after being torn apart.

"It's all fake." Takahashi's pitiful voice was very calm, "It's all things that the class people use to tease me."

"Is that true?" The head teacher was a tall and thin man wearing glasses. His tone and temperament from the inside out gave people a feeling of weakness.

"I work in a convenience store and then bring the goods to the hotel. It is the convenience store in the lower left corner of the picture."

After receiving the poorly denial reply from Takahashi, the head teacher no longer wanted to continue on this topic. This matter was told by other teachers in the office, otherwise he would not want to meddle in other people's business.

"There is no problem in this way. The teacher is really worried that you will go astray."

"Teacher, can you please help me... explain it?" Takahashi looked at the teacher's phone pitifully, "It's these rumors..."

"This pure person is clear and has a clear conscience. Wouldn't you just ignore them?"

The head teacher thought he felt good and persuaded Takahashi a few words, which was nothing more than a step back and a clear sky and understanding of each other.

It is very simple for everyone to say these words, and there is no need to bend down and pick up a hundred dollars from the ground.

What are the benefits of getting involved in these students?

And if you don’t slap your face and don’t mess with others, why do you want to bully you? When you are bullied by others, won’t you reflect on whether you have done something wrong?

Standing outside the corridor outside the office, Takahashi stood with his hands behind his back for a long time.

The voices of teachers talking gradually came from the office.

"It seems like the pranks in your class are a bit too much. Are you not ready to take good care of them?"

"What's the matter? Anyway, there is still one year left to finish the senior year. It's time to enter society and to go to college. What do you love?"

"You're really open-minded."

"There's no way, and Takahashi doesn't seem to have any problems, just deal with it like this."

With her schoolbag on her back, Takahashi sighed heavily in her heart. She shouldn't have placed her hope on others. She has tried it before, but when did she get hurt again?

"What?"

Standing on the street outside the convenience store, Takahashi stared at the things on the telephone poles pitifully.

She took two steps at once, and her nose almost stuck to the telephone pole.

I don’t know when someone actually posted a flyer on the telephone pole.
Chapter completed!