Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

"Ah... this..." Teacher Song was a little surprised, but quickly recovered, "Did something so serious happen? It's not the child's fault."

"Yes, I originally wanted to let her take a year off from school, but the child got into a quarrel with me again, thinking that I didn't do my best to treat her father's illness... You tell me, I have been through so many ups and downs with her father for so many years, would I not try my best to help her father..."

Her mother choked up as she spoke, "Mom, I'm sorry, I was so ignorant..." Yuan Weiting immediately raised her head and reached out her hand to wipe her mother's eyes, "It's my fault for escaping from reality."

"It's all in the past..." Auntie sighed, "But now when I think of the child's father, my heart aches terribly."

"Auntie, please accept my condolences..." Tang Xin's eyes were also red as she watched from the side. The scene reminded her of her family and she always became sentimental.

"I feel relieved knowing that Tingting has friends like you who care about her at school. Teacher Song, you are such a responsible teacher. I didn't feel like replying your text message before, so I apologize here. I'll leave Tingting to you. If she doesn't study well recently, please forgive her..." As the aunt spoke, she held Teacher Song's hand, tears streaming down her face.

"Please don't be like this. It is my duty to care about every student. I will take good care of her..."

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On the way back to school, Yuan Weiting sat in the passenger seat, and Tang Xin and I sat in the back seat. She turned her head back from time to time to glance at us. I felt a little numb from her stare, so I asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing... nothing, just... just, thank you for treating me as my good friends in front of my mother." Maybe it was because Teacher Song was beside her, her voice was much softer than before.

"Then don't treat it as such from now on. Just be real friends!" Tang Xin was filled with chastity and immediately responded.

"Pfft, the relationship between you guys is really interesting." Teacher Song, who was driving, naturally heard all our conversations. "Oh, I really envy you. Your relationship is so pure and beautiful. After you graduate, you may suffer."

"Why do you say that?" I was a little curious. After all, I am an old social animal who has been working in the society for five or six years. How could I not know it?

"Hey, college is a small society. College girls are not as innocent as you. You can see all kinds of monsters. Not to mention that you will slowly experience the disadvantages of girls in society." But Teacher Song changed the subject and said, "But you pretty girls are fine. At least you won't suffer too much injustice, and you may even get a lot of advantages. But sometimes you have to pay a price. I still hope you don't take shortcuts."

"I'm confused." I responded with a laugh, but I could roughly guess what she meant. Teacher Song just didn't want to point it out clearly, so she said it euphemistically.

"Tang Xin and Yuan Weiting will definitely have a bright future. Inheriting the family fortune will allow them to live a better life than others who have struggled for several lifetimes. I am most worried about you, Li Xiaomeng." Teacher Song couldn't help but say, "You are really too stupid and too easy to deceive, right? Yuan Weiting."

"Indeed." X2, and another voice came from Tang Xin.

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you three mean?" I was stunned. Can you please give a little face to this uncle who has been my life for more than 30 years?

"Literally." Tang Xin nodded, "But it doesn't matter. If you really can't make it, come and be my secretary. I'll support you!"

"Cough, cough, cough," Yuan Weiting in the front row suddenly started coughing.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Xin asked curiously.

"Ah, nothing, I just choked accidentally..."

"You didn't drink any water..."

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I want to sleep, just lie down and do nothing, and sleep all day.

Chapter 112 Shock

The Yuan Weiting incident has finally come to an end. But the incident in my acg.tv live broadcast room is still fermenting. The ACG circle itself is still relatively niche at that time, so this incident has also become famous in the circle. The fans of the live broadcast room, which had just been a little better, suddenly dropped by more than half, and the comments section of the uploaded videos were also mostly questioning and abusive.

I came home on Saturday afternoon, staring blankly at the comments under the video, not knowing how to respond. Do I feel wronged? Of course I do. I spent a whole half month during the summer vacation modeling, binding, and motion capture programs, etc. I was busy and worked hard to do the live broadcast, but in the end I was scolded. It was really uncomfortable. Should I blame my sister? I think that since things have come to this point, blaming Xiaoling blindly is just venting my unhappiness. Instead of venting my anger on Xiaoling, it is better to let her understand the seriousness of plagiarism.

After dinner in the evening and tidying up the kitchen, I came to Xiaoling's room and knocked on her door.

"Sister?" Xiaoling opened the door, a little surprised.

"Can I come in and talk to you?"

"Okay~"

Xiaoling's room was still the same as before, neat and clean, the only difference was that there was a fox girl's life-size pillow on the bed.

"Xiaoling, is everything going well for you lately?" As there was no second chair in the room, I had to sit down on the edge of her bed.

"It's OK. My studies are stable. Although the knowledge in junior high school is much more difficult than that in elementary school, I think it's still acceptable."

"That's good. What about part-time jobs online?" I asked, glancing at the digital tablet on her desk.

"It's not bad, the remuneration is quite high, and I don't have to ask my aunt for pocket money anymore." Xiaoling became excited when she said this, with pride written all over her face.

"Really?" This was beyond my expectation. In a sense, Xiaoling is much better than me. When I was in junior high school, I was still worried about how to make money, but Xiaoling earned money to buy a computer, which is better than me now.

"Ok!"

"Do you remember what your sister told you before?" I bit my lip and decided to have a good talk with my sister.

"Before? The phone call that day?" Xiaoling tilted her head and looked at me.

"Well, I was suspected of stealing someone else's IP." I said helplessly.

"Huh? Who? I'll go and challenge her!" Xiao Ling was so excited that she stood up from her chair and said indignantly, "Where is she? Let me see!"

"Do you really want to read it? Forget it." I didn't plan to show it to my sister, after all, those words could easily offend her eyes. I think it's normal for children to make mistakes, after all, as long as they realize their mistakes, it's fine.

"No! I must see it!" Xiaoling was extremely determined, staring at me.

"Well, okay... but you might feel uncomfortable after reading it. And I don't think there's anything wrong with what they say."

"Let me see!" Xiaoling turned on the computer and gave up her seat.

"Okay then." After entering the URL, I searched for several of my live broadcasts and recordings, and opened the comment section for Xiaoling to see.

"Is this my sister's channel?" Xiao Ling was a little surprised. "Wow, this fox girl is so beautiful! It's almost the same as I imagined!"

As she scrolled through the comments section, the smile gradually disappeared from her face. Instead, Xiaoling bit her lower lip and frowned.

"Okay, okay, stop looking." Seeing Xiaoling's face flushed and her emotions almost out of control, I quickly helped her close the webpage.

"Sister... they are going too far!!"

"Actually, they are not wrong. Look at the characters I made. They are indeed very similar to the ones in the comics, whether it's the hairstyle or the face shape."

"Because there is only one!"

"Ah?" Did I hear it wrong?

"Because it's just a role!" Xiaoling said solemnly word by word.

"Xiaoling, are you admitting that you plagiarized?" My face must have been very embarrassed. At least before talking to Xiaoling, I always thought that Xiaoling would not do such a thing as plagiarism. At most, she would just borrow from others.

"No, I'm the author of the comic!" Xiaoling opened one of her files, on which it was clearly written that Li Xiaoling's pen name was Color Brush, and she was signed to xxx... This was the contract with the magazine.

"Ehhhhhh??!" I was shocked. I've been following the comics drawn by my sister recently? My sister is actually a popular cartoonist? It's really good that my sister is not an Aroman painter...

"I...I didn't hide it from you on purpose." Xiao Ling was a little embarrassed, "I was worried that you and aunt would not agree with me painting, and it would affect my studies or something."

"What are you thinking about?" I rubbed her little head. "Is my sister such an unenlightened person? Have you forgotten who first gave you the paintbrush?"

"Yes, sister..." Xiaoling nodded embarrassedly.

"How come you have so many good ideas and stories in your little head? Even my sister is fascinated by them."

"Hehe, I usually like to read novels and watch videos. Bear Grylls' videos are pretty good."

"Bear Grylls..." No wonder the little fox's survival journey gives people an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

"The fox girl's appearance was originally designed based on your sister's. Don't you think they look very similar?" Xiaoling compared the design drawing with me.

"Tang Xin seemed to have said that!" I remembered that Tang Xin looked at the cover and said that I looked very similar to me. So is this really true?

"Don't worry, sister. I will explain it in the next chapter of the comic." Xiaoling nodded seriously. "I will say, 'The survival fox girl is coming to acg.tv for a live broadcast! Yes, that's me!' and then attach your channel, like this."

"Eh...is this okay?" I felt embarrassed for a moment, and I ended up taking advantage of the popularity. It turned out that my design was the true form of the fox girl.

"Sister, I want to be number one on the list next time you live stream! When will you live stream?"

"I was planning to do a live broadcast tonight, but it's a bit late now, how about doing it tomorrow?"

"Okay! Then I'll come over tomorrow. Also, sister, remember to leave a QQ group number so that fans can gather together. I can also help you increase your popularity in it then." Xiaoling suggested.

"You are such a clever fellow!"

Afterwards, Xiaoling provided me with a lot of ideas for live broadcasting. For example, what was the character of the fox girl like when she first designed it, how to perform, how to distance herself from the audience, etc. It seems that when she talks about the characters she created, she will talk endlessly and become like a child.

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I just got off work, I'm really sorry for updating at 11 o'clock. I'll go write now, sorry!

Chapter 113: Boring

"When we talk about photosynthesis in cells, we must pay attention to the locations of light reactions and dark reactions..."

Biology was added in the second year of high school. Unlike other main courses that were taught in the first year of high school, biology and parallel classes all started in the second year of high school. Therefore, the course schedule was relatively tight and the teacher's teaching speed seemed a bit fast.

The teacher in charge of biology in our class was a tall middle-aged teacher in his forties. His surname was Zhu and his given name was Xueming, which sounded very literary. Although he had very few hairs on his head, he did not have a belly and was still tall and thin. In addition, he often wore short-sleeved shirts, and his arms were so thin that they were just skin and bones. When he was writing on the blackboard, he looked a bit like a stick insect in the textbook, so this nickname fell on him.

"Pay attention to the lecture!" He turned around and looked at us, seeming to be somewhat dissatisfied with the sleepy students. After scaring them awake, Teacher Zhu turned around and continued to write on the blackboard. Teacher Zhu's blackboard writing is the most distinctive among all the teachers. His handwriting is like the Song font printed out in the computer, with sharp edges and corners, and is respectful. At first, everyone would admire his handwriting, but as time went by, they got used to it.

"Biology is so simple!" Tang Xin leaned over to my ear and whispered.

"Hmm? Biology may seem the easiest subject, but when you take the exam, you will find that it is not easy~"

"Ah? We haven't taken the biology exam yet, right? How does Xiaomeng know that the exam is difficult?"

"Can't you just do a mock test?" I rolled my eyes at her and said, "Listen carefully and don't talk nonsense."

"Oh~" Tang Xin moved back obediently.

"...Students, today's homework is a comprehensive handout. Remember to hand it in tomorrow morning." Teacher Zhu divided the homework into four parts from the podium and threw it to the students in the front row.

"Ah? So many?" The students who received the test papers have already started discussing. A four-page handout with questions densely printed in small fonts on both sides of the paper. The number of questions is staggering.

Maybe Teacher Zhu had poor hearing or he deliberately didn't hear it. He organized the lesson plan and walked out of the classroom.

"Fuck, this stick insect! It wants us to die." Jiang Yu complained, "It will take us a whole evening study session just to finish its homework! I don't have to do the rest of the homework, right?"

"Indeed." Tang Xin looked over the handouts and agreed with Jiang Yu's opinion. "Study Committee member, help!"

"There's no hope. Just use your break time to write." I didn't have any good ideas and was helpless.

So, during the lunch break at noon, there were no more students sleeping, only students writing furiously.

"Xiao Meng, I'm a little tired." After writing for a while, Tang Xin fell down and leaned on the table, "I want to drink some water."

"Everyone is tired, do your homework well. If you don't finish it, you won't have time to sleep at night." I took the cup on her desk, stood up and said, "I'll get you some water, just do your homework well!"

But as I was walking towards the water dispenser at the back of the classroom with my cup of water, I noticed something unusual. Many of my classmates were looking up at me. As I walked a few steps back, I almost became their focus.

"What are you doing?" When they saw me asking the question, they either looked away or lowered their heads to do their homework.

Returning to my seat, I handed the cup in my hand to Tang Xin and turned to ask Jiang Yu: "What are they doing?"