Wu teacher suddenly angry, class silent, no one to speak.

The students in the class have different expressions. They are guilty and afraid.

Mr. Wu has swept a group of people. He has been teaching this child for a long time. He knows their personalities very well.

He looked at the students who looked down at him and said, "it doesn't matter if you don't admit it. You are my students. I know all the words you write. I can recognize them at a glance. Before I call your names, you'd better stand up. Otherwise, if I call your names, it's too late for you to regret. You have to call me parents, Go back home and reflect on yourself, when you want to understand and when you will come back. "

After Mr. Wu finished, no one spoke, but the atmosphere obviously changed.

Some students with ghosts in their hearts are secretly looking at each other to see if anyone is the first to stand up.

If no one is the first to stand up for this kind of thing, no one will stand up.

Teacher Wu was angry again. He walked to Yue Tingfeng's desk, picked up his scrawled book and looked at the words on it.

"If you don't say so, I'll call them by name."

Mr. Wu swept the crowd and opened his mouth to call out a person's name: "Li..."

He had just given a surname when he heard someone calling "report".

He saw sitting in the penultimate row, a skinny boy who was taller than his peers and a little hunched stood up, his face coaxed, his eyes dodged around and stammered: "teacher Teacher, I I have Yes, I'm sorry, I Yue Tingfeng is really sorry for you. In fact, I believe you. I believe you can really get such a good result in the exam. I don't want to do it, but... "

This boy is called Yang Peng. He is the tallest boy in his class. He is also the oldest boy in his class. He is usually much taller than others. He is always looked at by other students with strange eyes, and he is always pointing at him behind his back. In addition, his academic performance is not good, and he is introverted and self abased.

Usually, he has no friends in his class. He is eager to have friends. Today, the boy in the back seat of Yue Tingfeng suddenly came to him and forced him to scribble on Yue Tingfeng's textbook together. He told him that if he agreed, he would play with him in the future.

So Yang Peng agreed, but he didn't want to.

Mr. Wu knew Yang Peng's personality. He hated the iron but not the steel. The silly boy was pulled out to be cannon fodder. "You go out first, and you will be punished I'll talk about you later. "

Yang Peng came out from behind with his head down. He was very disappointed. When he passed by Yue Tingfeng, he stopped for a moment, hesitated for a while, and said, "I'm sorry..."

He said sorry, very sincere, Yue listen to wind did not speak, but, he and this kind of boy is not really care!

Mr. Wu continued: "next, who else I have to read it myself, don't I? "

With one person to admit, then the following is better.

All the participants got up slowly.

"Teacher Yes, there is me... "

"Teacher, I I, this matter I I'm also involved, right I can't afford it. "

"Teacher, and me I, I All the participants, except the study committee member and the boy who was painted a turtle by Yue Tingfeng, have basically admitted themselves,.

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