After Becoming the Abused Heroine in a Campus Story - Chapter 21: Did You Fall in Love Early?
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Chapter 21: Did You Fall in Love Early?
Zhou Yining went back and took out a new notebook. She started summarizing all the key points for the college entrance exam in mathematics.
Of course, she did not need these herself. She prepared them for Jiang Xianzhi. Since Zhou Yining promised to tutor Jiang Xianzhi, she naturally helped seriously. She organized all the key points clearly so Jiang Xianzhi could memorize these knowledge points first.
After all, Jiang Xianzhi helped her greatly this time. Tutoring her was a way to return the favor.
Thinking this, Zhou Yining wrote little by little.
During the entire evening self-study, Zhou Yining summarized these knowledge points. Xu Yueming curiously peeked at Zhou Yining several times. Seeing her summarize key points, he could not help but feel envious.
Zhou Yining’s math grades were so good. If he could borrow this notebook to copy, reviewing would be much easier.
At nine-thirty, the bell for day students to leave school finally rang. Zhou Yining had filled an entire notebook. She wrote down all the key points she could think of.
Seeing her pack up, Xu Yueming asked tentatively, “What did you write all evening?”
Zhou Yining did not even look at him. “Does it concern you?”
“Tch, you wrote it anyway. Can I take it to make a copy?” Xu Yueming asked again.
“Dream on. Are we close? Your face is so thick. You dare say it, but I feel embarrassed hearing it.” Zhou Yining’s disgust showed clearly on her face. She could not be bothered with Xu Yueming. This kind of person judged others by their status. She felt Xu Yueming probably bullied the original self often and still had the nerve to ask to borrow her notes.
“If you won’t lend it, fine. Why act so smug?” Xu Yueming muttered quietly. He slung his backpack over his shoulder and left reluctantly.
Zhou Yining also packed her backpack. Tian Xue was already waiting for her ahead.
The two left the teaching building together. Zhou Yining thought Tian Xue’s math grades were average too, so she planned to print a copy of the notes for her.
“During the evening, I summarized the math key points for the college entrance exam. I’ll print a copy for you later.” After all, Tian Xue was the original self’s friend. If Zhou Yining could help, she would do so slightly.
“Thanks, but I might not even understand them,” Tian Xue said gloomily.
“If you don’t understand, you can ask me. Take it slowly. Your grades will improve eventually,” Zhou Yining encouraged.
Tian Xue looked at Zhou Yining. Seeing Zhou Yining walk without slouching like before, she said, “You’ve really changed a lot. This feeling of being popular must be nice, right?”
Zhou Yining did not expect her to say this. She shook her head at Tian Xue. “Other people’s opinions are the most useless thing. What matters is being yourself. You live your life for yourself, not for others. You just think too much.”
Tian Xue stayed silent. Her clasped hands tightened. “Then remember to go with me to cut my hair tomorrow noon.”
“Okay, we’ll contact by phone then,” Zhou Yining agreed readily.
Soon, they reached a fork in the road. Zhou Yining went to an internet café. She paid for one hour and opened a computer randomly. She continued writing the second half of the novel she started last time. She finished the six-thousand-word supernatural story and submitted it.
Next, she could only wait for notifications from various platforms. Zhou Yining took out the USB drive Jiang Xianzhi gave her. She uploaded the videos inside to her cloud account as a backup.
Then she opened the video and watched it carefully. The video had a timestamp. Zhou Yining checked the school’s confession wall but found the love letter on it had been deleted. She did not know if the school did it or the person who harmed her did it.
Zhou Yining frowned slightly. Luckily, she had recorded the screen as evidence earlier, or she would not have seen the time the person posted on the confession wall.
Zhou Yining logged into her cloud account and opened the screen recording to search. She found the confession wall post was sent at ten-oh-five. This time was subtle, right after the day students left evening self-study.
The person who harmed her was definitely a school student. Given the original self’s cautious personality, she likely did not conflict with people outside school.
The post was sent at ten-five-five. That meant the poster probably entered the internet café between nine-thirty and ten-oh-five. Zhou Yining only needed to focus on the video from this time period.
Thinking this, Zhou Yining started watching from nine-thirty. Few people went to internet cafés at that time. Plus, most households had computers now, so the internet café’s business was not as good as it used to be anymore.
Between nine-thirty and ten-oh-five, only five people entered the internet café entered, but none of the five wore school uniforms.
Zhou Yining took screenshots of the five people. Three of them showed their faces clearly. They looked like social delinquents. The other two did not show their faces. The shorter one seemed like a girl. Zhou Yining found her vaguely familiar.
She sent the screenshots to her phone. Even until she left, she still could not recall who that person was.
Zhou Yining walked to the original self’s home. It was late today, almost eleven o’clock.
She really hated this home. If she had money, Zhou Yining would rather board at school than return and see those three lunatics madmen and madwoman.
But she had no choice. She was terribly poor now. She had less than ninety one hundred yuan left.
Zhou Yining went to the fifth floor. She opened the door of Room 501. She felt tired today. She attended classes all day, wrote three thousand words of a novel just now, and checked surveillance footage for a while. It consumed a lot of energy.
Zhou Yining wanted to wash up and sleep quickly. When she opened the door, the living room’s light was on, though.
Zhao Xiuna saw her return. She seemed relieved. But seeing Zhou Yining’s hair, Zhao Xiuna’s face changed.
“Why did you come back so late?” “And what’s with your hair?” Zhao Xiuna asked with a frown.
“I said earlier yesterday that yesterday and today, the teacher would explain problems, so we’d finish early.” leave school later. “As for the hair, I said at noon I’d go cut my hair. What’s wrong with it?” I replied.
Zhao Xiuna looked at her up and down. “Tell me honestly,” she said, “Are you not fall in love early?”
Zhou Yining felt a wave of suffocation. Without asking anything else, Zhao Xiuna could slap such a label on her daughter. Was there really such a mother in the world? If it was the original self, how sad would she have felt being wrongly accused like this by her own mother?
Zhou Yining quietly turned on her phone’s phone recording to start. She needed to collect this evidence. This evidence would be the boomerang for those who harmed the original self.
“I didn’t,” she said coldly. “I haven’t.”
“You still deny it,” Zhao Xiuna said. “Everyone saw how much you’ve changed these days.” “Before, you never cared about your image like this,” she continued, “and you had no demands about hairstyles.” “Today, you suddenly cut this kind of hair,” she said. “And you still say it’s not because of early love?” Zhao Xiuna was usually timid, but now she seemed to explode. She questioned hysterically.
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