After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

"Okay, okay, teacher will buy it for you."

The head teacher held back the tears in his eyes, lowered his head at various angles, tried to avoid Zhang Zixuan's eyes, and walked out of the infirmary pretending to be relaxed.

The wind chanted at the door and stayed for a minute, wanting to leave with the class teacher.

"Wind Yin?"

Zhang Zixuan suddenly called Feng Yin's name, and Feng Yin turned around in confusion.

"you know me?"

It's not that Feng Yin is different, but in the words of the class teacher, Zhang Zixuan doesn't look like a child watching her live broadcast, not to mention that she is still a senior in high school.

"Well, I know you. Are you coming to our school for a live broadcast?"

"Yes, I'm here to be the cook today."

Zhang Zixuan looked at Feng Yin at the door and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Can you stay for a moment?"

Feng Yin really didn't have much to do, so it didn't seem impossible to stay, and it seemed to be more valuable for live streaming.

"Okay, don't worry I won't broadcast you live."

"It doesn't matter, I was full, just the day before yesterday."

Now September has just passed, and Zhang Zixuan has just entered her third year of high school.

"it is good."

Feng Yin walked in and sat next to Zhang Zixuan. He touched her forehead with one hand and lowered it a little.

"You'll be sweating in a while, so don't catch a cold."

"Thank you."

Zhang Zixuan's smile was warm. When she took off her glasses, her eyes were narrowed, like a lazy kitten.

"I guess my mother won't come over, and neither will my father." Zhang Zixuan didn't need Feng Yin to ask at all, and asked and answered herself.

It's just that the tone sounds like he doesn't care, but in fact the core is sadness that only he understands.

"Feng Yin, do you think I am a bad boy?"

"I don't know, I don't know you."

Feng Yin's straightforward answer made Zhang Zixuan laugh.

"You are so interesting. Most people shouldn't be used to comforting others by saying that you are not a bad boy."

Feng Yin looked at Zhang Zixuan sincerely, frowned in disapproval and said, "Am I an ordinary person?"

"Hehehe, you are not."

Zhang Zixuan smiled, tears streaming down her face.

Feng Yin took the paper on the table, pulled out a piece and handed it to Zhang Zixuan and asked: "I don't know why you regard me as your close sister, but you can just say what you want. There are many people who are willing to listen to your story. .”

Zhang Zixuan took the paper to wipe her tears and looked at the mobile phone in Li Sanyi's hand, with hesitation and impulse in her eyes.

"I--I--want my parents to love me, love me from the bottom of their hearts, not my grades, love me as an obedient eldest daughter, love me for being humble, love me for not causing trouble, Love me for being sensible.”

Zhang Zixuan's tears flowed uncontrollably, and the tears fell down, and the tissue became soaked in an instant.

Feng Yin calmly took out two pieces of paper and wiped them with Zhang Zixuan.

"I have a younger sister. I love her very much, but sometimes I am jealous of her. I am jealous that she can act like a spoiled child and joke with her parents. They will laugh very happily when they are together. Every time my parents and I are together, we It would be very quiet among the three of us, so quiet that I thought I was alone."

"Only when I tell them that I got No. 1 in the exam this time and what prize I won in the competition will their emotions fluctuate and they will praise me. Only then will I feel that I am their daughter."

"I don't dare to stop. I study hard just to find a little sweetness."

"They don't know what size shoes I wear, what size clothes I wear, they don't know what I like to eat, and they don't know what I hate. Do you think you would do this when you love someone?" (End of Chapter)