The noble evil young lady

The projector was moved to the center, and a picture began to appear on the screen. In a dimly lit parking lot, Pan Boya and I were looking at each other. Soon I walked over and kicked her to the ground, looking at her Showed a contemptuous smile.

I was stunned at the back, isn't this the picture of me beating Pang Boya in the underground parking lot?However, she cut out the part where she raised her hand to me first and then slapped me. Now this video has completely changed, and it became me deliberately slapping Pang Boya because I didn't like it.

This video was played soon, Pan Boya smiled proudly at me, picked up the microphone and pretended to be pitiful to everyone, "Everyone can see that Yifei is such a jealous, hypocritical, vicious My girl, just because I was with Senior Mu Ze, she will kill me next time, and now she has finally got her wish, but I don't want the truth to be covered up forever..."

The people below looked back at me in disbelief.

But I am a little strange to their eyes.

Sentence after sentence of abuse came towards me, "I didn't expect Yifan to be this kind of person, and he usually pretends too well!"

"Hmph... The Yifan I admire in my heart is actually such a jealous person, I misjudged her!"

"So she likes pretending to be b so much, really!"

"I don't pretend to be a b, but I'm a [interval] girl in a doll outfit. This kind of [interval] person, I used to think she was very pitiful!"

. . .

Facing everyone's abuse, I could only shake my head weakly, tears began to roll, "No...it's not like this...it's obviously her..."

"Yifan, you are enough!"

"Explaining is tantamount to covering up, and now the facts are in front of us."

Obviously Pan Boya made the first move, I was just defending myself!

When I saw Pang Boya's face again, she gave me a victorious smile, and I regretted how I forgot that there was a surveillance camera in the parking lot!

Seeing the crowd slowly approaching me, I then squatted down, buried my head between my knees, covered my ears with both hands, closed my eyes tightly, and tears began to flow down in big drops.

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Dear friends, please give me a collection. Recently, the collection has been sluggish, and the confidence of a certain grid has been greatly reduced. . .I always feel that there are not many people who seem to write it. . .