"I remember that the milk was in charge of the teaching director."
"But isn't the milkman changed to Yunci today?"
All the people look at the cloud words sleeping in the back row.
"Well, well, don't guess. We drank milk, but nothing happened. Jiang Youchu was alone."
"And the instructor?"
The person who came in to announce the news replied, "the director of Education asked for leave to go to the hospital in the afternoon. Now he's going back. I'll go to find out what's going on and tell you when I get back."
We didn't worry about it for the time being, until the end of the school, someone ran to the door of the class and yelled: "is Yunci in, please go to the vocal class!"
The class was in an uproar, only to find that the situation seemed a bit serious.
Cloud words slightly raised his head, just wake up, also squint sleepy eyes, not in a hurry from the position.
"Sister in law!" Xia Beiqing grabs Yunci and looks at her anxiously.
Yunci pulls out his arm and walks out of the classroom.
Jun Duowen and Xia Beiqing look at each other and hurry to follow Yunci. Everyone in the class puts down their pens and books and rushes out of the classroom to see what's going on.
In the acoustic class, Jiang Youchu sits on a chair, covers his throat, opens his mouth, but he can't make a sound. He tears all the time, surrounded by the students of the vocal class.
He Jiayi is pressing her tongue, holding the medical equipment, carefully examining her throat, then, standing up straight, nodding: "it's really damaged."
The headmaster is just two big, or unbelievable asked: "Miss Jiang, you really drink milk like this?"
Jiang Youchu nodded while crying.
The headmaster glared at the director: "milk has always been your responsibility. Make it clear what's going on!"
The instructor was in a cold sweat: "I'm really in charge, but there's absolutely no problem with the milk. It's OK after everyone drinks it!"
At this time, Jiang Youchu picked up the paper and pen beside him, quickly wrote something on it, and then showed it to everyone.
——Only my milk has a problem, someone is aiming at me!
The director waved his hand in a hurry: "I have no grievance or hatred with Miss Jiang. What do I do against Miss Jiang? What's good for me?"
The crowd nodded.
There's a point in that.
Jiang Youchu was originally a public figure and was invited to Lansi middle school to select new people. Everyone wanted to hold her. Who dares to offend her?
If anything happens, the reputation of the school will be greatly damaged!
"I remember!" The instructor suddenly patted his thigh: "when I delivered the milk, my waist was too painful, so I asked Yunci to deliver the milk for me. Everyone can testify!"
Just then, Yunci came.
Everyone scattered to the side, with a strange look at her, a class of students all crowded in the door, peeping inside.
The teaching director looked at Xiang Yunci, anxious to get rid of the relationship: "Yunci, you are just in time. This milk is from you, isn't it?"
Under the gaze of the crowd, Yunci copied his pocket, leaned against the wall and admitted: "it's me, so?"
Jiang Youchu got up from his chair and pointed to Yunci. His mouth was open and closed. He wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound. He looked like he was accusing Yunci.
The public understood her meaning.
"Does she mean that Yunci is aimed at her?"
"The milk was indeed given by Yunci. Maybe something was added to the milk. She also distributed the milk. Do you remember?"
"No way? What is the reason for Yunci to do so? "