"Missren, it''s none of the team leader''s business. I copied her answer! She doesn''t know at all!" Ke Shaoze took full responsibility on himself.

    However, it seems to be his responsibility.

    Ren Xuehua glanced at him coldly: "it''s up to you to say? Did she copy you? As for whether she helped you cheat, I think you know!"

    As she spoke, she cast her cold eyes on Su Rourou.

    Su Rourou hung her head lower with a guilty heart

    Ren Xuehua shook her head with hatred: these teenagers think they can hide from the world. In fact, their every move can''t escape her golden eyes. During the exam that day, she felt that Su Rourou was not quite right. How can a girl who looks very clean and beautiful suddenly scratch her ears and hair.

    So she kept an eye on the results of several students around her when marking the paper. As like as two peas, she found that each of the subjects was identical with her.

    Ren Xuehua spit on them for more than two hours of ideological education.

    Su Rourou only felt a swarm of bees flying in her ears, which made her upset. There were waves of saliva sprayed on her face. She wanted to dodge, but she didn''t dare to move.

    After about a century, Ren Xuehua finally said dry tongue and waved to them: "you two, run five laps barefoot on the playground now!"

    Su Rourou''s heart clicked, and the tears in her eyes were about to overflow her eyes: her image was ruined

    In the past, she was ashamed of the boys in her class just to see them punished. She never thought she would be the first girl to be punished.

    Ke Shaoze doesn''t really care about this punishment. After all, he doesn''t know how many times he has run. He has already trained a thicker skin than the city wall.

    He is worried about Su Rourou. Although he always called her "brother Rou", he knew in his heart that she was a girl and thin skinned after all. Such punishment is really too severe for a girl.

    Su Rourou doesn''t know how she took off her shoes and how she ran barefoot on the plastic track.

    When she recovered, she had run more than half a lap. The sun in the summer evening was very poisonous, which made her little face red.

    Probably because she exercises with Luo Yichen every morning, she doesn''t feel tired physically, but mentally

    The sticky sweat ran down her bangs and into her eyes, stabbing her with pain.

    But fortunately, because of the holiday, there was no one around, otherwise she would be more sad.

    Ke Shaoze saw that she was in an abnormal low mood and was a little worried. He deliberately slowed down and turned back frequently.

    Under the setting sun, her thin body trembled slightly, and her usually ruddy rhombic lips were bloodless at the moment.

    I don''t know why, his heart suddenly hurt.

    "Sorry." He whispered to her, his eyes full of apology.

    He found that he was always saying "sorry" to her.

    The time when she copied her homework was like this, the time when she was made difficult by Han Xuefei, and this time... But she never blamed him for it.

    He didn''t say it was OK. Su Rourou suddenly wanted to cry. The position of the heart is sour and bloated, and there seems to be an air flow rushing inside

    In this way, tears fell silently with the wind, drop by drop on the plastic runway, dyeing the light red ground halo into crimson.

    Not far away under the banyan tree, Luo Yichen was quietly standing in a mottled light and shadow, looking at the little figure on the runway.

    (recommend the super good-looking farming article "cultivation of peasant women: the little wife of a mountain man" written by friend Zhou Qiqi ~ ~)