Chapter 17 A kind And Good Child

Everyone was startled and several girls even screamed and covering there heads.

"Song Tingwan! What are you doing?! Someone shouted.

Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow and said, "I'm not doing anything crazy, just clearing my space."

She took her phone and dialed a number saying, "Hello, is this Uncle Wang? I have a lot of old books and waste papers her? Do you want them? you do? Okay come to class 11, on the sixth floor."

She hung up the phone and looked at the pile of books on the ground, saying, "I can sell this, and buy a cup of milk tea."

"You!" The girl sitting in front of Song Tingwan stood up, slammed the table, and said angrily, is your family bankrupt? How dare you sell our books!"

Although, the students in class 11 didn't like studying, this was a training class, not a private school. Rules were rules, and even if there families were wealthy, they had to abide to the school rules. if there book were really sold by Song Tingwan, they would be the one to suffer!

Song Tingwan shrugged and said, "Can't sell them if we were not bankrupt? Anyways, you guys put them in my space, they must be unwanted. what's wrong with me selling them?"

"You!" the girl was so angry that her face turned red. She quickly found her own books from the pile and put them back on her desk.

Others followed suits and put there books back, and the pile of books disappeared in an instant, leaving only the table on the ground and the chairs.

Song Tingwan Chuckled and didn't bother to pick up the table. Instead, she sat on an empty table at the back, leisurely eating her lollipop. At this moment, there English and class teacher, Hao Lain came in. She was very serious and meticulous person. Seeing the chairs on the ground, she frowned and asked, "what happened here?"

Before anyone could speak up, Song Tingwan raised up her hand and said, "Report to teacher Hao! My classmates are all excluding me! They are not friendly to me! look, they even overturned my table and chair."

The class leader couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, saying, "Song Tingwan, you have no shame! it was clearly you who kicked the table over! the whole class can testify to that?"

Hao Lain looked at Song Tingwan. Unlike, other teachers, she didn't look down on her. On the contrary, she quite liked Song Tingwan because she had returned from abroad and her English was very good. She scored over 100 points in all six subjects, and all of those points were from English. She didn't jump to conclusion, and instead asked Song Tingwan to explain.

Song Tingwan smiled and said, "Class leader, is it's me who is crazy or you? Do you think I have nothing better to do, than kick my own table?"

The class leader was thin-skinned and her face was already red, she gritted her teeth wanting to scold Song Tingwan for talking nonsense, but she didn't dare to tell Hao Lain why Song Tingwan kicked the table. She could only swallow her anger.

Hao Lain said, "I know that some friction between classmates is normal, but let me tell you, this year we are focusing on campus bullying. if this matter gets out of hand, you will all suffer. it's unacceptable to exclude classmates. if there is a next time, we will have to involve parents.

The class monitor, "Teacher, if campus bullying is so serious, why don't you go after Song Tingwan? She is the one who caused Sun Keke's situation."

Hao Lain slammed the tabled and said, "Enough, the school will handle Sun Keke's situation, why are you so concerned? whoever knocked over Song Tingwan's desk should help her pick it up."

The whole class felt silent.

Hao Lain looked at Song Tingwan and asked, "Did you see who did it?"

Everyone turned to look at Song Tingwan.

The girl with long hair and heavy make up, resembling Sadako, scanned the entire classroom and smiled, "Of course, I saw it."

She pointed her finger at Wen Ai and the class Monitor, "it was them."

Wen Ai was about to explode, "Song Tingwan! stop slandering me, when did I kicked your desk?"

Song Tingwan shrugged, "I just saw it.

Wen Ai was so angry that she was shaking. She had never seen such a shameless person before.

Hao Lain slammed the table again, "You two! quickly pick up the desk and chairs and apologize to Song Tingwan! Otherwise, i will report this matter to the higher-ups in the school. Do you want your record to be tainted?"

The class monitor and Wen Ai both had red eyes, but they couldn't say anything, they could only hold back their angers and lift up the desk and chairs. Wen Ai bit her lips and said, "Song Tingwan, I'm sorry."

Song Tingwan smiled and said, "it's okay, it's okay, after apologizing, we're still good classmates who love each other, I won't blame you."

Hao Lain looked at Song Tingwan and felt satisfied.

They said this child his wilful and reckless, but in essence, she is still very kind, Otherwise, she wouldn't forgive those who bullied her easily.

Hearing this Wen Ai was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She gritted her teeth and went to her seat.

The class monitor took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry."

Song Tingwan patted her shoulder and said, "Class monitor, everyone makes mistakes. it great to be able to recognize and correct them. Can we shake hands and make up now?"

The class monitor looked her the hand extended in her front.

Song Tingwan was not good looking, but her hand was exceptionally beautiful. Her fingers was slender and white, and her nails was a pale pink color, neatly trimmed like a row of seashells. The class monitor unconsciously shook her hand.

Suddenly, the class monitor reacted and quickly let go of Song Tingwan's hand, her face full of disgusted expression. She said, "is that enough?"

Song Tingwan squinted her eyes and said, "Class monitor, I always feel like you don't want to make up with me. Will you still bully me in the future?"

Hao Lain said sternly, "Liang Wei!"

The class monitor was called upon and reluctantly said, "How could this happen?"

Song Tingwan nodded and said, "if I ever get bullied, I'll come to you."

The class monitor was taken aback.

"What does it have to do with me, if you get bullied?" She thought to herself.

But under the gaze of Hao Lain, she could only force a smile and nod, "I understand my mistake now."

Hao Lain said, "Alright, go back to your seat. let's start the class."

Song Tingwan sat at the last row and subconsciously looked at the seat across the aisle from her.

The school bully didn't show up today.

She had been attending the training class for so long and had only heard of the school bully reputation, but had never seen him in person. She heard that he was playing basketball in the courtyard and broke his leg.

In a way, She and Song Tingwan were in the same boat.