Chapter 3: Little mute

The next day is Friday.
After Meng Ting finished drinking the milk, Shu Zhitong checked her eyes as usual. Then he said, "Daddy will only come back on weekends to cook for you. The research institute is very busy. Can I have dinner at school after listening to Shu Yang?"
Shu Yang said.
Meng Ting also nodded.
Shu Zhitong said again: "Shu Yang takes good care of her, do you know? She is your sister, her eyes are inconvenient, you are in your grade, don't let people bully her."
Shu Yang said: "She doesn't need my care."
"This kid..."
Shu Zhitong was a little embarrassed, then pulled Meng Ting over, and said a little apologetically, "Listen, don't care about him."
Meng Ting said with a smile, "No, Shu Yang is hard-hearted."
Shu Zhitong was a little embarrassed: "Daddy Shu can trouble you something."
"Xiaolan didn't come back last night. She said she was sleeping at a classmate's house. She grew up and I couldn't manage many things. I'm afraid she was in school..." He paused, and finally sighed at the thought of his daughter. "I'm afraid she will fall in love with her prematurely. If you are so good and sensible, can you teach her more?"
Meng Ting still minded Shu Lan's death in her last life.
If it weren't for Shu Lan to untie the rope, she wouldn't die. What's more, she took the risk to find her stepbrother who was missing in the landslide. She didn't know why Shu Lan untied the rope, but there was always a thorn in her heart.
However, looking at the man with white sideburns in front of him who was in debt for his children, Meng couldn't say anything, and finally nodded.
Meng Ting and Shu Yang walked to school one after another.
They are all in the second year of the seventh high school, Meng Ting is in the first class, and Shu Yang is in the second class.
Both are first in the class.
Meng Ting looked at the young boy's thin back. After the burn, it was Shu Yang and Shu's father who insisted that she be treated. They never gave up on her.
Shu Yang's back was getting farther and farther away. Long before he crossed the road, he looked back at Meng Ting, stopped and waited for her silently.
The two arrived at the school together at 7:45, and then both walked into their classrooms quietly.
As soon as Meng Ting came in, many people in the class greeted her.
"Good morning, Meng listen."
"Good morning."
This year Meng Ting is the representative of the English class in the class.
Everyone knows that her family is in a misfortune. She was in a car accident with her mother. She was blind when her mother died. But because of his excellent grades, he was sent to the seventh middle school by the original junior high school. As a result, every time I took the first exam, except for the missed surgery, it can be said to be a model of inspiration.
So she went to school with her blind cane and sunglasses, and no one laughed at her. He was very friendly even to her from the beginning.
She is a boy with glasses at the same table. Shy and shy, usually don't communicate with the people in the class, study very hard, but can't make the grade.
The girl at the front desk turned her head excitedly: "Listen to you!"
Meng Ting's lips smiled, a little missed, and his tone was as gentle as the wind of March: "Zhao Nuancheng."
Zhao Nuancheng straightened her hair tossed by the morning breeze, and couldn't help lowering her tone to Meng Ting: "Listen, you remember to apply for a scholarship. The form has already been sent." She knows that Meng Ting's family situation is not. That’s great, I feel sorry for this difficult girl.
"it is good."
The first class was given by the class teacher Tang Xiaoli. She is a Chinese teacher with intellectual temperament.
Meng Ting listened carefully to these familiar knowledge and slowly wrote notes.
She holds a pen in an unfamiliar hand, but she is very serious.
The boy at the table, Hong Hui, couldn't help but look at what she had written. He was thirsty for knowledge and was anxious if he couldn't improve his grades. He happened to be the number one next to him, and he couldn't help "secretly taking the classics."
Meng Ting noticed his gaze and revealed the book.
Her clean and soft temperament embarrassed Hong Zhi. He thought to himself, no wonder so many people think Meng Ting is nice, she is really gentle and lovely.
After a class, Meng Ting finally found some feeling of going to high school.
The tables and fans were old because of lack of money in the Seventh Middle School of the year. The chair is not firm, and it creaks as soon as it shakes.
The only new thing in the classroom is the multimedia blackboard in front of the classroom.
Fortunately, fans are not used in autumn, but these facilities make everyone feel that there is a big gap.
After all, the vocational high school next door had already installed air conditioning and heating.
People feel comfortable and enjoy themselves. They are hot in summer and cold in winter.
The gap between the rich and the poor is so big.
The first class ended, but something went wrong in the school.
There was noise outside, and Meng Ting sat on a stool. After a while, Zhao Nuancheng came in. With a look of excitement about the gossip, "Shen Yuqing from Class 14 is going to the next vocational high school. She is not in class anymore. Guess what?"
Meng Ting's heart sighed.
For what? What can be done, of course, is because of Jiang Ren.
Sure enough, Zhao Nuancheng said: "She turned out to be for a boy in a vocational high school. Look at her arrogant appearance, she earned the title of a school flower, and no one can look down on it. Now she is going to grab a boyfriend with a vocational high school girl, funny. Do not?"
Liu Xiaoyi at the back table also heard it, and interjected: "That's because the boy has a lot of background."
The news of No. 7 Middle School was blocked, and Jiang Ren entered Licai Vocational High in September. He is famous over there, but the good students in No. 7 Middle School rarely know him.
Zhao Nuancheng rolled her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel the superiority of a good student: "How great can it be, can it be done?"
Liu Xiaoyi shrugged: "It's really going to heaven, you know Junyang Group? The country's largest real estate company, his family."
Zhao Nuancheng: "...Fuck."
Liu Xiaoyi was at the forefront of the news age and couldn’t help saying:
Last week he sent their head teacher into the hospital in class, and now he is still staying in school. Such a person is not attractive to Shen Yuqing. strange."
When I was young, being arrogant was also kind of capital.
Many students in the class gathered around: "Why did he beat the teacher?"
"Wow, I'm so fat, the teacher dares to fight."
"It's great to be rich, so arrogant, one day society will teach you how to behave."
"What's the matter? If you don't work hard, you can inherit the family property."
A group of people laughed and said go away.
Amidst the twittering, Meng Ting suddenly stood up.
Zhao Nuancheng quickly said: "Listen to where are you going?"
Meng Ting frowned. This had nothing to do with her, but she knew. The current school girl Shen Yuqing is going to find someone, her sister Shulan.
She didn't want to worry about Shu Lan anymore, but Shu's father's instructions were still in her ears in the morning.
Father Shu is getting old and his health is getting worse. Sometimes not paying attention to work in the laboratory, radiation will destroy him. He has been worrying about his children all his life. It can be said that he died for Meng Ting.
Meng listened back and said to Zhao Nuancheng, "I'm not feeling well, can you ask the teacher for a vacation?"
Zhao Nuancheng nodded quickly.
Meng Ting walked to the gate of the school, but the guard refused to let her go out. She rarely lied, but thinking of everything she would face if she didn't stop her, she pointed to her eyes: "Uncle, my eyes are uncomfortable."
The guard knew her, and the well-behaved and inspirational girl who was famous in the school quickly let her go.
The vocational school next door is much easier to enter, and the access control is useless. When Meng Ting walked to the door of the 28th grade, the classroom was full of noise.
Shen Yuqing did not come alone, she has a group of little sisters.
Shulan was also stiff. Meng Ting walked in and heard her say: "Even if you are Jiang Ren's girlfriend, what about it? Who doesn't know that you had your birthday the day before yesterday. He never went there, and then threw you a wallet. "
Shen Yuqing considers herself very high, but the combat effectiveness is not weak: "He doesn't care about me anymore, I am also his true girlfriend, you learn how to grab a boyfriend when you are young, do you have a tutor?"
The people next to him applauded for a while.
The original scene tears up the mistress, for the hero Jiang Ren. It was a good show.
When Meng Ting came in, everyone's eyes fell on her.
This blind man's costume is too eye-catching. She bypassed the crowd and took Shu Lan, who was still about to scold, and walked outside the classroom. Shu Lan was angry: "What are you doing here? I know it myself, and I will go back and read your book."
The scrutiny gaze of others made Shu Lan ashamed, as if she was saying that your sister is blind.
Meng Ting looked calm: "Daddy Shu told me this morning that he is very worried about you. It is not easy for him to raise us."
Shu Lan frowned, still trying to refute.
"Even if you win Shen Yuqing, what will other people do to you. Jiang Ren doesn't even care about Shen Yuqing, will he care about you?" Meng heard, "Your friend knows about you asking me to help play the piano, right? You? Guarantee that she won't speak out?"
Shu Lan was shocked.
She didn't go home last night, and many people saw her go to Jiang Ren. Vanity was making trouble, and the next day there was a rumor that Jiang Ren liked her taking her out to play all night, but she didn't refute it, but Shen Yuqing found it.
Shu Lan hesitated and said, "They won't tell them, right?" However, she still had some scruples. When she went back, she died down and said to Shen Yuqing: "That's a rumor. I slept at Lin Meng's house yesterday. She can testify. ."
Lin Meng nodded.
"Yes, you don't see what you are like." Shen Yuqing sneered, and then stopped.
When she left, Shen Yuqing took a special look at Meng Ting outside the classroom. She knew this girl. Their grade is first. Meng Ting of Class 1 has bad eyes.
Meng Ting and Shu Lan know each other?
After all, Shu Lan did not act hard for vanity and Shen Yu as in the previous life.
Shu Lan's face was unsightly: "You go back soon, sister, don't let anyone find out about playing the piano."
Meng Ting turned and went downstairs: "I know." She was different from Shu Lan, but she also didn't want Jiang Ren to know that she was playing the piano.
The campus in October is cool.
The environment of Licai is more than twice as good as that of No. 7 Middle School. The teaching buildings and facilities are brand new. The greening here is good and the school is big. Compared to No.7 Middle School, it is indeed bleak.
She went downstairs and crossed the path to go back to class quickly.
The basketball flew past Zhangmu. Kancan passed her ears.
Fang Tanyi frowned over there: "Have you hit someone?"
Uncle Jiang Ren did not move. He Junming ran over to see Meng Ting and then turned his head and shouted, "Brother Ren, it is the blind classmate yesterday."
Jiang Ren looked over.
Meng Ting was stunned and walked outside the school.
Jiang Ren took the ball in Fang Tan's hand and threw it in his shooting posture. The ball slammed in front of Meng Ting, bounced far away, and her footsteps stopped.
Jiang Ren put his hand in his pocket. He was wearing a No. 5 jersey, with long legs, and it only took two minutes to walk.
He stepped on the ball and smiled coldly: "Classmate, can you see you?"
Otherwise stop what to stop. Where does the blind know the danger.
He was very close, it was obviously autumn, and his silver hair was sweaty because of exercise. There was a lot of quarrel upstairs for him, but he didn't care.
Meng Ting frowned. He was 187 this year, twenty-seven centimeters taller than her. Looking down at her, he felt very oppressive.
When he started to take her sunglasses, she hurriedly opened his hand with the blind stick.
The solid wood cane is heavy and hard, and the sound of hitting bones is chilling.
Several people present were stunned.
There was no smile on Jiang Ren's face. He said, "I don't have the principle of not beating girls."
He Junming quickly grabbed Jiang Ren: "Brother Ren, forget it, she is blind. Maybe it happened by chance."
Jiang Ren has irritability, which is an uncontrollable condition.
No one dared to mess with him. Seeing that there was no smile on his face, He Junming didn't dare to pull it anymore.
Meng Ting also knew.
The air was quiet for a long time.
Meng Ting was a little scared, and lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, my eyes can't see light." The voice was soft, like the most lingering wind in the south of the Yangtze River. It is sweet and refreshing.
Jiang Ren lost consciousness for a moment.
When he recovered, she was already walking away in a panic.
This time he was staggering, apparently believing that he would hit people.
In the autumn of October, the back of her blue and white school uniform is slender and graceful.
He Junming said in a daze, "It's not dumb." The voice is very nice, sweet to the bone. Not too much, but unexpectedly sweet.
Jiang Ren looked down at the back of his hand, a large area of ​​red.
Then his mother’s blind cane really hurts.
Fang Tan came over for a while and asked, "Brother Ninja, what are you going to do to touch her sunglasses?"
He didn't hear Jiang Ren say that Meng can't be blind, and based on his own knowledge, he said, "She's blind, what if you take off two empty holes without eyeballs and look directly at you?" He said. Compared to the action of piercing eyes, it's so terrible. Mom is terrible.
Jiang Ren said nothing.
He watched her walking away, don't know why, and suddenly remembered the box of strawberries he grabbed.
Since she's not dumb, why didn't she want to talk to him before and look down on people in their senior posts?
He wiped the back of his hand severely, fucking, fucking, what tugging, a woman like his mother has at least capital.
Where's her? A blind man with problematic eyes pretends to be high-minded.