"Your feet--" The red and swollen traces on the fair and slender ankles have not completely faded away, and because you are closer, you can still smell the strong scent of active oil.
Eliza Yang had wiped it for her when she got up early in the morning, and the touch and heat of friction still seemed to remain in her palms until now.
She clenched her fists unconsciously, as if trying to grab something.
Penelope Yan, on the other hand, never cared about his injuries and would only cry out in pain when he remembered them.
When she mentioned this, she rolled her eyes and smiled slyly.
"It hurts a little. After I kicked that person, it hurt even more." She brushed the hair stuck to the side of her face, "I can't stand anymore, so next---please take care of yourself." Support me."
Half of her body was leaning on Eliza Yang, and her back was pressed tightly against the door panel.
Standing in front of the sink, Penelope Yan used water to help Eliza Yang wash away the stains on the corners of her lips, and sighed, "Do you want me to be on the front page of tomorrow's social news?"
As a result, it was naturally too late. When the two of them walked to the door of the classroom, the head teacher was already standing on the podium, scolding Fang Qiu and giving advice to Jiang Shan.
Hearing the sound at the door, his face was already angry when he turned his head, but when he saw Penelope Yan, it changed into a flattering smile.
"Come in quickly and pay attention to the time next time." The change of expression was too abrupt and the facial features were slightly distorted.
Naturally, Penelope Yan ignored the class teacher, held her head high, and walked into the classroom with a swagger.
Eliza Yang's tail was tightly tied behind Penelope Yan's back.
Her clothes were wrinkled, her chest was obviously wet, her hair was messy, her lips were red and swollen, and there were obvious blue and white fingerprints on half of her cheeks. She had obviously been bullied severely.
As for the bully, it goes without saying that there is no one else except Penelope Yan.
When the real culprit saw Penelope Yan, the underworld smile in the bathroom subconsciously appeared in front of his eyes. He was trembling with fear and did not dare to speak.
And because they were afraid of being embarrassed, they would not tell anyone about the fact that Penelope Yan had humiliated them because of Eliza Yang.
In the eyes of everyone, the relationship between Penelope Yan and Eliza Yang turned out to be incompatible.
If Penelope Yan was a sea, then Eliza Yang's fire would be about the size of a fingernail lit by a match. It could be completely extinguished with just a blow without water.
There are nosy people everywhere who want to please the sea, even teachers who teach and educate people are no exception.
The head teacher glanced at Eliza Yang behind Penelope Yan, rolled his eyes several times, and before Eliza Yang returned to his seat, he took out her test paper and slapped it on the table.
"boom---"
"Eliza Yang, look at your grades. You didn't even get 15 points on the 150 paper. Why, you don't have to learn English if you can't go abroad? But I heard that your Chinese and math scores aren't that good either. , don’t forget how you entered the school. I put you under tremendous pressure in this class. How many pairs of eyes are watching my jokes. If you keep holding back like this, I really can’t afford you. "
The head teacher tried to persuade her "sincerely" in front of the whole class. Eliza Yang stood in the aisle, her head buried deep in the roar of laughter from the whole class. The tips of her faintly exposed ears were so red that they almost bled.
At her core, she is a person who refuses to admit defeat and strives for progress, but life forcefully suppresses her and prevents her from moving forward. Like a spring, one day she will break away from all the constraints and soar into the sky.
The humiliation at this moment, in the future, is just a stepping stone on the road to success, but now, it really makes Eliza Yang, who is very competitive and face-loving in his heart, unable to get off the stage. He clenches his fists and forearms in embarrassment. Stretched, both legs were trembling with force.
The head teacher was still talking, and the humiliating words were like a flood of water, flowing continuously and unable to stop.
Penelope Yan looked very happy at first, but when she opened her eyelids, she caught a glimpse of the head teacher's face that was slightly flushed with excitement, and the depression that had been released just now condensed again.
Not wanting to hear any more for a second, she cleared her throat in displeasure.
The head teacher hesitated and stopped talking, and the whole class focused their attention on Penelope Yan.
She lazily said: "Eliza Yang, Teacher Xu is so concerned about your education, is this your attitude?"
Eliza Yang froze slightly, turned slowly on her toes, and wanted to apologize, but couldn't say a word.
Just when she mustered up the courage and finally wanted to speak, Penelope Yan interrupted impatiently and said: "Same classroom, same teacher. Are you saying that you don't understand human language, or that the teacher is not speaking human language?" ? "
"It's such an embarrassment to our Yan family!" She changed the topic and looked directly at him, "Teacher Xu, what about my grades?"
The head teacher was stunned for a moment, and rummaged around as if he had received an imperial edict.
The moment he saw Penelope Yan's name, a smile burst out from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. However, the moment he saw the score, the smile gradually disappeared, his expression became stiff, and the hand holding the paper trembled a little.
She twitched her lips dryly and said, "You didn't perform well this time. Continue next time..."
Penelope Yan clicked her tongue, as if saying to herself: "I don't understand people's words either? I shouldn't. I've listened to people's words for more than ten years." The implication is that some people don't understand what they say. It’s not human talk.
Her voice was not loud, but everyone in the classroom could hear it. The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point. No one dared to laugh or speak. Teacher Xu on the podium blushed like a monkey's B*tt with a sly expression. , it looks like he wants to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
She was embarrassed for a while, then turned the page stiffly and said, "Okay, classmates, take out your textbooks and turn to page 58. Let's study today..."
"Eliza Yang!" Penelope Yan suddenly said, "What are you doing standing in the aisle like a stick? Can't you understand the lesson or the words?"
Just when Eliza Yang was about to return to her seat, Penelope Yan softened her voice and asked the teacher: "Teacher Xu, what did you just say?"
Tsk, I didn’t understand it again. I really don’t know if what Teacher Xu said was human.
Teacher Xu: ... Penelope Yan's continuous taunts made her unable to get off the stage, but she dared not speak out in anger.
She wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead and said awkwardly, "Eliza Yang, you didn't perform well this time. Keep working hard next time. Sit down quickly. We have to go to class."
"Hmph." Penelope Yan snorted lightly, looking at the head teacher's even more embarrassed expression with interest on his face.
Eliza Yang passed by her and walked to her seat. From the corner of his eye, he could see the changes in her expression.
Penelope Yan seems to particularly enjoy watching other people's emotional changes.
It's not just her.
But she really didn't like Penelope Yan's eyes falling on others, whether it was sarcastic, malicious, or... just a glance.
Can you... just look at yourself? !
Because of the excitement, his forehead and the blood vessels on his neck looked a bit ferocious, and the blue veins were unusually obvious. He clenched his fists tightly and tensed his muscles as he walked over.
Thinking that she was ashamed of being laughed at in public just now, Penelope Yan tapped her index finger on the table.
She liked to see Eliza Yang look embarrassed, but that didn't mean that others could make her show such an expression.
The crow feather-colored eyelashes drooped lightly, covering up the obscure pupils.
If all the beauties of heaven are so easy to bully, then wouldn't his own desire to conquer look ridiculous.
...
"Dad!" When he returned home from school, he was surprised to find that Archer Yan was at home. Penelope Yan shouted in surprise and rushed towards him without even having time to put his schoolbag away.
Archer Yan was wearing a crisp suit, holding a briefcase in his hand, standing facing the door with an angry look on his face.
Clarissa Yao stood in front of the sofa, panting emotionally.
The two of them had probably just finished their quarrel, and the living room was filled with the smell of gunpowder, but Penelope Yan didn't seem to be aware of the undercurrent and tension between the two of them, so he came over and called her dad happily.
Archer Yan threw down his briefcase, rubbed her head, and asked in a soft voice: "Baby, are you back? Are you tired today?"
"I'm not tired." That's what he said, but Penelope Yan raised her head and looked at him, her brows slightly furrowed. It was obvious that something very unhappy had happened.
Eliza Yang stood at the door and looked at the father and daughter coldly.
She knew that Penelope Yan would definitely file a complaint because of her fear of causing chaos in the world even if she had nothing to do.
The girl is like a delicate flower that has just bloomed. The dew hits the petals, glowing with crystal clear water. The fragrant nectar flowing from the stamens exudes a sweet and attractive smell.
The dark eyelashes cast shadows on the fair cheeks, and the eyebrows were slightly frowned, showing traces of fatigue.
Eliza Yang looked at her and thought of the cherries wet with dew in the morning.
"What's wrong, is someone bullying you at school?"
"They all laughed at my poor grades." Penelope Yan pursed her lips, showing a distressed look.
Being used to seeing her condescending contempt and disdain, Eliza Yang saw such a fragile and helpless side of Penelope Yan for the first time. Although he knew she was pretending, her innocence was comparable to her seductive allure.
"Who is so bold?!" Archer Yan's anger was easily aroused. He narrowed his eyes slightly and twisted his eyebrows into the Chinese character "Sichuan", "Xiao Xi is so smart, how could he get poor grades? It must be because of the school's teaching staff. Question, I'll ask the principal what's going on!"
Penelope Yan grabbed his hand holding the phone with both hands, pouted and said, "Dad, don't want it."
Archer Yan sighed and gently scratched the tip of her nose with his index finger: "You are too soft-hearted and will be bullied."
"No." Penelope Yan said coquettishly, "With dad here, no one dares to bully me."
Having said that, Penelope Yan knew that Archer Yan would definitely investigate. That teacher - cherish the few days he can still show up at school.
"Then can daddy protect you for the rest of your life?"
"Dad, don't you want me anymore?" Penelope Yan's mouth dropped at that moment. She held Archer Yan's arm and deliberately prolonged her tone, "No, I like dad so much, and I want to be with him all my life."
"Okay, okay." Archer Yan was so coaxed by her that he was so happy that he distanced the two of them and said dotingly, "Have you eaten honey? Your mouth is so sweet?"
Penelope Yan pouted: "Then if I say nice things, my father will be happy. I am my father's daughter. If I say this, will my father be happy?"
The pupils were slightly dilated and the eyes were dark. After a while, Archer Yan shook his head and chuckled: "You, you, why are you so naughty? Tell me, what do you want again?"
"Daddy is so kind!" Penelope Yan pouted, making an innocent and cute gesture, as if she was really a simple and ignorant little girl, completely different from the little devil in front of Eliza Yang.
"I want to hire a tutor." Penelope Yan opened his mouth, "I want a tutor in every subject!"
"Okay." Archer Yan reached out and grabbed her waving hand, "Xiao Xi has grown up and knows how to study."
Penelope Yan smiled and said innocently: "Yes, when I grow up, even if I grow up, I am still my father's daughter and will always be my father's daughter. Dad, don't you think so?"
She tilted her head, deliberately exposing the right half of her face.
She didn't look like Archer Yan originally, but looking at it from this angle, she looked even less similar.
Archer Yan looked at the face that had no resemblance to his own, and seemed to think of something in his heart. Black emotions rolled in his eyes and were suppressed with all his strength.
His expression stiffened for a moment, he pushed Penelope Yan away, and said in a deep voice: "Dad, I have something else to do, so I have to go to work first." He touched Penelope Yan's head, turned around and gave Clarissa Yao a meaningful look, It seemed like he had something to say, but in the end he said nothing.
"Snapped---"
Penelope Yan watched Archer Yan leave, and just as she turned around, a loud slap came to her ears.
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