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Chapter 43 Tang Tian 4

Wang Yanyan smiled and held her hand, "It doesn't matter. We are still good classmates."

The class teacher pushed the homework to the left side of the podium and said with a smile: "Okay, it's all a misunderstanding. Let's go to class."

"Teacher." Tang Tian stood still. Wang Yanyan pulled her hard again, but she still didn't move. "Wang Yanyan deliberately refused to accept my homework. Why didn't the teacher criticize her?"

"Tangtian——"

Unexpectedly, the class teacher Tang Tian suddenly changed the subject. He choked and cleared his throat to interrupt Wang Yanyan, "That's right. Wang Yanyan, you said yesterday that she stole your things, but you didn't provide any evidence. Today you deliberately refused to accept homework from others. , In school, you are here to learn. Don’t do such little tricks! If I find out again, your parents should also come."

Obviously yesterday the head teacher said that Tang Tian should come up with evidence, but today he choked Wang Yanyan with the same statement. How can a person prove that he has not stolen something that he has never stolen? How can a person prove that he has something in his hand? Were their things stolen? Their words sounded high-sounding, but they had no practical meaning. The truth had never been important, but it was a pity that she didn't understand this truth until now.

This world is indeed not suitable for fools. Tang Tian felt as if she had grown up in an instant, as if she finally put her head out of the water and realized that she could breathe so freely. She did not clarify whether she had stolen anything or not. Wang Yanyan But she suddenly apologized at the end of class. She refused her classmates' request to copy their homework. The classmates who used to say she was stingy now think she is easy to talk to. She refused to change the content of her duties with others, but she was given a labor award during the health evaluation. She was called to answer. When asked a question, she would be praised by the teacher for clearly stating what she didn't understand.

This world is really unreasonable, and the law of the jungle is not suitable for weak and good people. In the eyes of others, this little girl named Tang Tian seems to be getting better and better, but it is getting harder and harder for her to feel happy. , she is becoming less and less interested in the things around her. The people and things around her every day are like the plot in a TV series. There is always a glass between herself and herself, which makes people less interested. Others say that she is After hitting bottom, she felt like she was sinking into a swamp and didn't even bother to ask for help.

"Should we skip class for self-study in the evening?" My deskmate wrote a small note and sent it over with his elbow with a hidden stamp.

Tang Tian looked at the blackboard and found that he couldn't keep up at some point. He simply put his chin on the edge of the table, turned around and spread his hands with his deskmate and said, "It's boring." It was Tang Tian who was doing self-study on Wednesday night. The first time she skipped class, she hung out with a group of "bad boys" and climbed over the wall during physical education class. But to be honest, when she recalls it now, she can only describe it in four words - extremely boring. These "bad boys" brought I watched her wander aimlessly on the road, bought a popsicle that was not very tasty, and sat on the dusty curb to drink the wind for two hours.

The deskmate added: "The Internet cafe next to our school has been too strict recently. I don't dare to go there."

"Should we go to the intersection to attract ghosts during self-study in the evening?" The desk behind him kicked her stool and leaned his head against her, "This is exciting." As he said that, he also threw a novel over. The yellow cover was a bit shabby, and it looked like he never knew it. Which small stall did you get it from?

"Late self-study? Inviting ghosts? I've never heard of any ghosts traveling during the evening rush hour." Tang Tian curled his lips with disdain.

"Then let's study in the evening and check out the spots, and then sneak out in the middle of the night to attract ghosts. Don't think I'm superstitious. The girl in the next class said yesterday that she really hired a pen fairy."

"I heard about it too. At the intersection in front of the Second Hospital, I asked her about the name of the boy she had a crush on and her luck in love. Super accurate!"

Tang Tian didn't know if she could see a ghost, but she did have luck in love. When she went out to explore the spot during self-study in the evening, she saw the boy. He was carrying a guitar on his back and several people were carrying a stereo and passed by her.

"Is that a pedestrian street over there?"

"Eh? Didn't you say it was boring?"

"Those people seem to be performing on the street. Do you want to go? Go and have a look?"

Tang Tian followed all the way and finally saw them entering a shopping mall. On Friday night, the crowds in the shopping mall were very lively. The stage lights came on, attracting a group of old people and children to stop. They should be a band, right? As the host announced the start of the lottery

, the other two classmates excitedly rushed over to queue up. Most people gathered around to join in the fun, but when he stood on the stage, most of the crowd had dispersed. It was a very passionate song, but it was actually not

It is not suitable for an environment like a shopping mall, especially where the crowds are indifferent and can easily make people feel particularly embarrassed.

But wherever he stood, he seemed to hold the whole place. Even though the lights were bright, he sang with a kind of smoky passion at a music festival. As long as you stop for a while, he can easily take away all your attention.

But as soon as the song ended, the crowd dispersed in twos and threes. Tang Tian didn’t even find a poster about their band. She walked straight through the staff around the stage, came to him and asked, "Can you sign your name for me?"

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"Okay. My name is Jiang Hua. I am a newly signed artist from Dasheng. Thank you for your support!"



Tang Tian, ​​who was not very interested in attracting ghosts at first, carefully prepared things at night and followed the team out of the dormitory. The street was deserted, and a gust of wind blew pebbles spinning at the intersection. His deskmate took out the prepared incense candles and inserted them into the

On top of a bowl of rice, she also ordered three sticks of incense and put them on it.

The temperature seemed to have cooled down a bit after they lit the incense. Although a few people were busy lighting paper money, they were talking about unrelated topics, "It's so windy, it looks like it's going to rain tomorrow, right?"

"Then the gym class is going to be ruined, isn't it?"

The paper money in Tang Tian's hand suddenly burned, which startled her.

"Great. The paper money burned smoothly, which means that the little devil has accepted our question order. Now everyone can ask a question."

"What to ask first?"

"Ask about good or bad luck?"

"Everyone has one question. I don't want to waste time on this kind of question." The pen was handed to Tang Tian, ​​and the classmate next to him explained: "Write the question on this burning paper and burn it. The one in your hand

Burn the piece of paper and the answer will appear. Then just burn it too."

She looked through the yellow paper in her hand and saw that there was nothing special about it, "Just write?"

"Written in blood."

"Okay." Tang Tian pricked his finger, mixed the blood into a small bowl of cinnabar, dipped it in with a pen, and wrote on one of the yellow papers: "I want to ask, can I see the person today again?
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