The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 3 Rules

  Zhu Xiangxiang invited Ming Spiegel to take a special car with her to school in the morning, but was rejected by Ming Spiegel.

Now the matter of the true daughter of Zhu’s family is raging, but everyone has never seen the true daughter, and Zhu Xiangxiang has a good grades and looks good. The exposure of the fake daughter’s identity does not affect her popularity at school. At most, she is jealous of her. The woman secretly mocked.

  Overwhelming reports on the Internet in the last two days have brought this matter up to hype.

  I heard that the true daughter was taken back to Zhu’s house the day before yesterday, and I wish Xiangxiang’s life will be sad.

  Some people are happy and some are worried.

  No one knows that the true daughter, who is at the center of public opinion, is sitting in the eighteenth class of Shengde High School at this moment.

   During the break between classes, the girls gathered together to discuss this matter, and they could hear Zhu Xiangxiang's schadenfreude.

  Ding Jing turned a deaf ear, bowed his head to preview carefully.

   "Pada" a ball of paper fell on Der Spiegel's textbook, and the girl's disdainful ridicule came from her ear.

   "Newcomer, what do you pretend to be a good student?"

  Ding Jing picked up the paper ball, without turning his head, a parabola fell accurately in the trash can in the corner.

  Her sight is always on the textbook.

  "I fuck." Although this hand was a bit interesting, the girl was still irritated by the other's indifferent attitude, and was about to walk over to teach her. It just so happened that the class bell rang, and the female voice said: "Wait for me."

Taking advantage of the teacher’s writing on the blackboard, Tao Xingxing lied in Der Spiegel’s ear and whispered: “She’s Zhang Jingwen. She is a real estate agent at home. Her father donated a building to the school. She used to bully a girl and dropped out of school because of depression. I dare not do anything to her. She is in the same group as Zhao Zhen, the eldest sister of the second year of high school. They usually walk sideways at school. You should not conflict with them anymore. I am afraid that they will work together to bully you."

  These girls bully people in endless ways, and it makes people shudder to think about it.

  Mingjing nodded; "I see."

  Tao Xingxing looked at her as if she didn't care at all, and was a little worried.

  Sure enough, when Ming Jing went to the toilet and came out of the toilet, Zhang Jingwen and three girls were blocked in the corner.

  Ding Jing asked without a hassle: "Classmate, what's the matter?"

  Which girl is not flattering and flattering after seeing her, this newcomer is hard, Zhang Jingwen sneered: "It's Mingjing, right? The newcomer just doesn't understand the rules. I will teach you what rules are now."

  It's almost going to class, and there are almost no people in the toilet.

  Zhang Jingwen waved her hand, and the three girls smiled grinningly and stretched out their claws towards Mingjing.

  Zhang Jingwen still does not beg for mercy after looking at Ming Jing, her eyes are shining viciously, and she will make you cry for mercy later.

   "Ah itchy..."

  The moment their fingers were about to touch the camera lens, the three of them changed their faces at the same time.

  I saw them scratching the back of their hands one by one. There were a few more **** spots on the smooth back of the hands. The more itchy they were, the more itchy and the more they scratched. After a while, the backs of the three people's hands were swollen, **** and shocking.

  Because of the bitter itching, the trio's complexion was flushed even more. They were on the verge of mania, and a girl couldn't help rubbing directly against the wall.

  Zhang Jingwen looked a little dazed by the changes in front of her, and she shuddered suddenly. Why did she feel a little itchy on her body.

  Thinking of what, she suddenly looked at the mirror standing on the side, and was frightened and angry: "Is it your ghost?"

  Ming Jing raised her eyebrows: "I was wronged, I didn't do anything, probably because I've done too many bad things, take retribution."

   "You...what the **** are you doing?" Zhang Jingwen couldn't help but twisted her back, as if there were ants biting on her back, she wanted to kill if it itched.

  "Young people should not be so angry, it is your heart itching, and naturally it will not be itching when your heart calms down."

  She said calmly and calmly, Zhang Jingwen became angry and itchy...

  Ming Jing walked to Zhang Jingwen's side and glanced at her lightly: "Small punishments and big warnings, let's not take it as an example."

  The words fell and went away.

  The lingering eyes in Zhang Jingwen's mind looked over, like an invisible big hand pressing on her heavenly spirit cover, fear like lice crawling all over her body.

   is not itchy, but cold, cold deep into the bone marrow.

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   Ming Jing stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom. Tao Xingxing was relieved when she saw her come in.

   "I'm really afraid that they will bully you. It's okay. You'd better go out of the classroom recently, and you can't call me."

  Mingjing took out a tissue and wiped the water stains on her hands slowly, and said lightly: "I'm fine."

  Tao Xingxing suddenly sniffed, and arched towards Mingjing like a cat: "You smell so good on your body, what brand of perfume do you use?"

  Mingjing paused, and said nonchalantly: "Small incense, you like me and I will give you the formula."

   "Okay, okay."

  Master left a book of Nine Colds, which recorded more than a thousand formulas for both medicine and poison. After many years of practice, she had already made medicine and poison invisible.

The back mountain of Jiyue'an Temple is an undeveloped virgin forest with many exotic flowers and plants. The records in the book can basically be found in the back mountain.

   Snapdragon and bergamot are blended in a certain proportion, which can detoxify itching. Together, these two materials will produce a peculiar fragrance, which is addictive, but will not cause any harm to the body.

  In the afternoon, the sun was lazily shining on the body, Tao Xingxing was intoxicated in the fragrance, lazily squinting his eyes and enjoying.

  And her deskmate is immersed in studying, and then looks at the other people in the class, sleeping, playing mobile phones, chatting, but her deskmate is a different kind.

   Shaking his head, Tao Xingxing thought to himself, is it that the eighth class is about to leave school?

  Zhang Jingwen did not come back until the end of school in the afternoon. These people skipped class and became commonplace, and the teacher couldn't control it and didn't dare to control it.

  There are more homework assignments. After Ming Jing looked up, there was only one boy left in the classroom.

  Ming Jing took his schoolbag and left, and the boy also stood up.

  According to Der Spiegel’s observations and Tao Xingxing’s gossip, this boy is Hu Tian, ​​the monitor. He is a poor student and the only good student in Class 8.

After Ming Jing left, Hu Tian locked the door of the classroom, and kept a distance from Ming Jing and left one after another.

   "It's her, sister Zhen." As soon as Ming Jing walked out of the school gate, she was surrounded by several girls with Zhang Jingwen.

The girl headed by    has wavy curly hair and cropped umbilical denim shorts, showing her hot figure to the fullest, her facial features are bright and enchanting, and her eyes are charming and charming.

  Zhao Zhen, Tao Xingxing said that she dominates Shengde High School. His father is the richest man in Jiangcheng, and his mother is a mafia. It can be said to be black and white. Not to mention the small Shengde High School, they walk sideways in Jiangcheng.

  Mingjing glanced at a few people and left as if nothing had happened.

   "You stop for me." Zhang Jingwen just stretched out her hand, thinking of something, she withdrew subconsciously.

   Just like this, watching Mingjing leave.

  Zhang Jingwen stomped angrily: "Sister Zhen, you must be so nasty for me. She is so arrogant that she doesn't even look at her."

  Zhao Zhen kept staring at Ming Jing’s back, as if thinking about something, and raised his eyebrows when he heard Zhang Jingwen’s words.

   "When did I say that I was venting my anger for you? Settle the trouble you caused yourself. I'm not your mother, I don't care about everything."

  Zhang Jingwen dared not speak.

  Zhao Zhen smiled while touching his chin.

  No wonder I was a little familiar when I first saw it. This is not the true daughter of the Zhu family who just returned.

  Unexpectedly, I changed school in a low-key manner.

   Glancing at the back of Zhang Jingwen's **** hand, Zhao Zhen said in his heart that this true daughter is a bit capable.

  (End of this chapter)