Chapter Thirty-Seven is what I deserve

  Ouyang Mengmeng wiped away the faint moisture on her forehead, and her hanging heart slowly put down. She secretly glanced at Sang Hong's face and felt that this punishment was a bit heavy for a new student who had just arrived at school for the first time.

  It suddenly occurred to him that it was this arrogant girl who had easily made Qin Qing and himself a laughing stock. It was really hateful, and he must investigate her background. This time, he had been too careless, and he had suffered greatly from both overt and covert losses. He regretted it, but there was no use arguing about it now.

  Once this calamity is over, she will have plenty of opportunities to collect her.

  Liu Daoyi stood coldly and solemnly, his eyes mysterious and unpredictable. He cleared his throat and said sternly, "Ouyang Mengmeng, do you accept the way you will be dealt with?"

  Ouyang Mengmeng gave a crisp military salute: "Yes! Firmly obeying orders!"

  "Xīn shēng sāng hóng, duì nǐ de chǔ lǐ, nǐ kě yǒu yì jiàn?"

  Translation: "Newborn Sang Hong, do you have any opinion on your treatment?"

  Xiang Hong also gave a standard military salute: "Report to leader, no opinion."

  Liu Daoyi's face suddenly felt a bit hot, after so many years of struggling and crawling all the way here, this was the first time someone had formally called him "leader" in front of so many people.

  He didn't know that after Sang Hong's rigorous training, she remembered to respectfully address anyone with shoulder badges and stars as "leaders".

  He stared into her eyes, seeing only a clear and calm gaze, his heart secretly letting out a sigh of relief, and inexplicably feeling a pang of sympathy - this girl was an intelligent person who knew how to read the situation and advance or retreat accordingly.

  He furrowed his brow and thought to himself:

  "It's getting late, there's a morning exercise tomorrow, let's all disperse now!"

  Liu Daoyi finished speaking and turned to leave. This matter of Ouyang Mengmeng and Sang Hong must be reported to the principal immediately, and they need to discuss how to inform Song Shuyu. Otherwise, if he finds out through someone else's mouth, who knows how he will settle accounts with himself.

  He somewhat regretted punishing Sang Hong, but in front of so many people, he couldn't just let it go with empty words. He also knew that tonight was openly favoring Ouyang, but this was also what Sang Hong meant. In the end, he would have to return a favor to Ouyang's father and Song Shuyu.

  Two people were taken away for a physical examination by someone, and their injuries were naturally unharmed. They were immediately locked in two adjacent solitary confinement cells.

  At the moment of entering the door, Ouyang Mengmeng hesitated for a long time, turned her head to Shang Hong and said: "You're quite daring, I don't regret losing to you, thanks!"

  She didn't even glance at him with her reddish-brown eyes, her emotions dull and gloomy. She said indifferently: "I deserved it, I brought it upon myself, being locked up here doesn't make me feel wronged in the least."

  Ouyang Mengmeng was confused and couldn't tell whether she was being sarcastic or self-reflecting.

  The two patrol team members who were arresting them behind their backs laughed: "Where did your brains go when you two rolled on the ground and wrestled? Now you've learned to be polite to each other, it's too late."

  The room was pitch black, not even a light bulb was installed. The maximum size is five steps in each direction. Inside, there was only one military-style steel wire bed. There were no windows on the wall, only a thick steel door with a small opening for passing food.

  As soon as they made out the layout inside with the help of the corridor lights, they were pushed in separately, and immediately there was the sound of doors closing and locks falling into place.

  Xiang Hong tightly hugged her skirt on her arm, extremely self-blaming.

  How could Mom possibly like her?

  She knew she was smart, always thinking purely, but that didn't mean she didn't understand the crooked ways and cunning tricks. It could be said that this dark skill was born with her, only she clearly knew what was not good, so when such thoughts flashed, they were generally extinguished by her.

  Today's series of events made her emotionally out of control, first scolding people, then hitting people, repeatedly breaking the rules, and an unprecedented sense of defeat made her want to cry.

  A new life should have a new attitude, this period of decadence and confusion is worth reflecting on.

  Thinking of Song Shu Yu, the man who made her happy and cry, the sourness and helplessness in her heart swallowed her like water.

  From young to old, no matter what kind of difficulties she encountered, she could always think of a way out. But now, no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't come up with a trick to make this man miss her and call her back.

  She couldn't even get to see him, if he was careless, why would he say such words that made her heart thump with joy; if he had a heart, how could he bear to leave her alone wandering around the station in an unfamiliar city.

  The distance between two people is too far, so far that she's desperate and doesn't even know how to calculate the distance between them.

  If this distance could be calculated in terms of speed, she thought it would probably have to be measured in light-years; although she had now reached a point that might be close to his system, however, this system was complex and he stood at a position where she couldn't even look up to.

  However, since she has already entered his orbit, there is a chance that she will use all her thoughts to find or create possibilities close to him.

  Having thought it through, she carefully spread out the skirt on her arm and looked at the narrow wall opposite. With both hands on the ground, she gave a light kick, flipped over, and landed upside down with her head against the narrow wall facing the door.

  This is her usual way of reflection, so tears won't flow out.

  ……

  Liu Daoyi has already reported to Principal Song Qingzhu on the other side.

  "It's fortunate that I arrived in time, otherwise things would have gotten complicated. Ou Yang Qing Hua is an old hand at this, and Meng Meng that little girl is spoiled to the point of being unreasonable; but the new girl named Sang Hong is a straightforward one, having been bullied, she even helped to cover up."

  Song Jingzhu muttered: "Sang Hong - this name sounds a bit familiar."

  "Haha, of course I'm familiar with it. The Song Shuyu from your family who was specially admitted by our school called me today and asked me to take care of that girl, uh, I feel like I've lost face in front of him."

  Liu Daoyi smiled and reminded him with a smile.

  Song Jingzhu thought for a moment, with a look of recollection on his face, and couldn't help but burst out laughing:

  "I remembered, that girl scored 613 points, Shu Yu this kid is really something, if all our acquaintances and friends recommend such high-quality students, what's the point of us being anxious about recruiting?"

  "How did you handle this matter?"

  "Ouyang Mengmeng was locked up for three days, her credits can't be deducted anymore, if deducted again, she would have to drop out; this time, if it wasn't for Sang Hong covering for her, at the very least, a major demerit would be recorded, and if she were to be persuaded to drop out, the Ouyang family might get anxious with you; as for Sang Hong, I locked her up for one day."

  "Xiang Hong - is Guan closed off?" Song Jingzhu hesitated, thinking of his nephew's cold and always gloomy face.