Chapter 241 Frost Plum
"Hey, class beauty, did you take my pen?"

“I, I didn’t take…”

Wang Shuangmei looked at the aggressive Shen Peng and shook her head timidly.

"Whose pen is this?"

Shen Peng angrily grabbed the pen on her desk and scolded her.

Wang Shuangmei bit her lip and snatched it: "It's mine!"

Shen Peng was furious: "Your own? Where's this five dollars? Can you afford this kind of pen?"

“My dad bought it for me!”

Many classmates looked over at her. Wang Shuangmei blushed and tears welled up in her eyes. But no one felt sorry for her, because only beautiful girls with tears in their eyes deserved people's sympathy. For an ugly girl like Wang Shuangmei, crying would only make people feel disgusted.

"Your father bought it for you? Haha!" Shen Peng looked her up and down, then glanced at Wang Shuangmei's rusty pencil case, and smiled coldly, obviously not believing it, "Give me back my pen!"

"This is my pen!" Wang Shuangmei insisted, gritting her teeth.

"Don't be so shameless. If you don't return it to me, I will tell the teacher. I just bought this new pen!"

Shen Peng was completely impatient and vicious. Everyone else was watching, but most of them believed Shen Peng, so many people looked at Wang Shuangmei with indescribable contempt.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

Just when Wang Shuangmei was extremely embarrassed, a voice suddenly interrupted the two of them.

"She stole my pen!" Shen Peng said loudly immediately.

Wang Shuangmei bit her lips and trembled. Her shame, anger, grievance, and resentment almost burst out in an instant. She might as well just give it up to him! She shed tears in self-abandonment.

"No way, I don't think she is that kind of person." The person who came was a little boy with a round head. He lowered his head and looked at the zebra pen in Wang Shuangmei's hand. "Is this yours?"

Wang Shuangmei nodded aggrievedly.

"I bought this money just the day before yesterday, Diao Yifan can testify to it!" Shen Peng said angrily.

"But I saw her buying it with her dad at 'BQ Becky' two days ago." The boy insisted.

Shen Peng was stunned: "Did you see it?"

The boy nodded: "Yes, I saw it. This pen is not unique, it is sold at BQ Becky, isn't it normal to use the same pen? Oh, that's not right, when I asked last week, the aunt said it was 6 yuan, how could you sell it to you for 5 yuan... Ha, I will never go to her house again!"

Shen Peng was silent for a moment, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He held his breath in his chest and his face turned slightly red.

"Alas, your pen might have been taken by someone else, definitely not by Wang Shuangmei. I believe she is not that kind of person!"

The boy's tone was affirmative.

Seeing that there were witnesses and he had no other evidence, Shen Peng had no choice but to leave in shame. He returned to his seat and slammed the table in anger.

The boy walked to the podium and glanced around without looking at anyone: "Shen Peng's pen should still be in our class. If anyone took it, just return it quietly. Why steal it? It's just a pen. Do you dare to use it in class after stealing it?"

After saying this, he walked down the podium in high spirits amid the inexplicable gazes of the crowd. "Thank you, Li Zhuangsheng." Wang Shuangmei sobbed slightly and said to the boy gratefully.

"It's okay. I'll help those in need when I see injustice!" Li Zhuangsheng grinned.

Wang Shuangmei pursed her lips. She almost cried just now, but now she wanted to laugh happily.

"Were you also at 'BQ Becky' at that time? Why didn't I see you?" Wang Shuangmei asked softly.

"Oh, I was just passing by, I didn't go in."

After Li Zhuangsheng finished speaking, he returned to his seat, shaking his head.

Wang Shuangmei nodded without any doubt. She believed everything Li Zhuangsheng said.

He said he believed me, he believed I was not a thief! Wang Shuangmei screamed in her heart. All the grievances and resentment were swept away in an instant, leaving only a heart full of joy and sweetness.

Ever since she entered junior high school, Wang Shuangmei hated going to school. The new life was not as wonderful as she had imagined, especially since she had a new nickname at the beginning of her freshman year: Class Beauty.

For her, who was less than 1.5 meters tall but weighed more than 130 kilograms, this was not an honor at all, but a malicious and naked mockery.

She hated this nickname, she simply detested it, but she had no way of resisting the malice from the public and could only endure it silently.

However, not only did she have an ugly body shape, her grades were also the worst in the class, and she was usually very dull and gloomy, so she was unpopular in the class and was also the target of hidden bullying.

"A Shuai" is a child's childhood, and Wang Shuangmei often feels that she is the real A Shuai. But reality is not a funny cartoon, in reality she is not even as good as A Shuai, A Shuai just has poor grades, at least he is not a fat pig, and his personality is optimistic and cheerful, no one will hate him.

Wang Shuangmei, a first-year junior high school student, lived a miserable life every day. She became extremely depressed less than a month after school started. The more depressed she became, the less she could study, and she fell into a vicious cycle.

In fact, in comparison, that home feels more intimate than school.

But recently things have changed, she noticed a boy. The boy's sister is very beautiful, he himself is also very handsome, he has a nice name, his name is Li Zhuangsheng.

A few days ago, her fountain pen fell to the ground. Someone saw it, but instead of picking it up, they deliberately stepped on it.

This is the treatment of being the “class beauty”, and Wang Shuangmei has gotten used to it.

Sometimes she didn't pay attention, and when she picked up the stationery that had fallen on the ground, it was already covered with mud, and even the cheap plastic pen body was crushed.

But that day, Li Zhuangsheng passed by and did something different than others. He saw the pen on the ground and picked it up and asked Wang Shuangmei if it was hers. Wang Shuangmei nodded in agreement, so he wiped it with his sleeve before returning it to her.

Although this did not completely wipe away the dirt, the kind gesture instantly warmed the heart of the timid girl. She was moved and thanked him repeatedly, but Li Zhuangsheng did not care and did not think he had done anything special. He nodded and left.

From then on, Wang Shuangmei's eyes were always inadvertently cast on Li Zhuangsheng.

She found that Li Zhuangsheng had never called her by a nickname and always spoke to her gently without any expression of disgust. How could there be such a good boy!
After experiencing this "pen stealing" incident, Wang Shuangmei became even more grateful to Li Zhuangsheng. She secretly watched him every day and felt that this school was not so difficult to endure.

If I could talk to him for a few more words, I would be happy for a long time.

Evening self-study did not feel long, because Li Zhuangsheng was also in the classroom. Wang Shuangmei even secretly hoped that the first grade of junior high school could be like the third grade, not finishing school at 8 o'clock, but preferably at 9:40 in the evening.

In this mood, the freshmen of No. 1 Middle School, including Wang Shuangmei, welcomed their first weekly practice after the monthly exam.

(End of this chapter)