Chapter 567： Who is Wu Jie, the principal is looking for you

Chapter 567 Who is Wu Jie, the principal is looking for you

They did not deliberately lower their voices when they spoke, nor were they afraid of anyone hearing it.

So Wu Jie heard clearly.

When I heard Liang Bowen say that she was jealous of Qiao Nian, she bit her lower lip and deliberately straightened her back, firmly grasping the pen in her hand, and the tip of the pen made a scratch on the paper.

Qiao Nian was hitting people outside of school, and she was right. Why did they say she was jealous?

Is it wrong for her to report Qiao Nian's violation of school rules?

Because she and Qiao Nian are classmates, and Qiao Nian has done something wrong, she cannot report as an insider.

What is the difference between this and sheltering!

Wu Jie clenched the pen in her hand and told herself in her heart that she had done nothing wrong. The people who did it were Shen Qingqing and Liang Bowen. They were the ones who ignored the school rules and disciplines.

But if the eyes of those in the class really fell on her, she originally thought that she had come to class early, and those in class A, such as Jiang Tingting, who had poor grades and surrounded Qiao Nian all over the world, would definitely make trouble for herself. As a result, she came to work early, but Jiang Tingting's group did not embarrass her, they just hummed her twice and walked away like air...

Everyone ignored her, but Wu Jie was made very uncomfortable.

At exactly this time, the class teacher of Class C passed by, and the probe reached into the classroom and shouted: "Who is called Wu Jie in your class?"

Wu Jie stood up, took a deep breath, and straightened her chest: "Teacher, this is Wu Jie."

Holding a thermos cup, the kind-looking head teacher of Class C glanced at her, with a serious expression, rarely smiled, and said to her: "Oh. It's you. Come with me to the principal's office, and the principal will look for you." "

"Okay, teacher." Wu Jie grasped her hand hanging beside her, put down the pen, pulled the chair away without hesitation, and followed.

She left.

Jiang Tingting in the back row kicked off the table, and said irritably: "Damn! What did the principal tell her to do, she wouldn't open her mouth to talk nonsense? If it wasn't for the sake of sister, I couldn't help but do it in the morning. It's cheap! It's not the one she learned from someone, she looks exactly like someone in Class B!"

Who else can someone in class B be? She must be Qiao An.

Liang Bowen also showed a worried look on his face, looking at Wu Jie's back, took out his mobile phone, and sent another message to Qiao Nian.

*

In the office of the principal of No. 1 Middle School.

Shen Hui and several senior high school head teachers are there, as is the principal.

The atmosphere is very serious, no one speaks.

As soon as Wu Jie entered, he saw a row of teachers standing or sitting in the spacious and bright office, and the principal sitting in a swivel chair.

She seldom sees this kind of scene, nervously juxtaposed with her hands and feet, and she doesn’t know how to walk anymore.

As soon as he entered, he yelled in a low voice.

"Good principal, good teacher Shen, good teachers."

Shen Hui was wearing a professional white shirt and a black cardigan. Her hair was brushed meticulously at the back. There was no expression on her face, and she looked serious. When she saw her come in, she gave a faint hum.

Wu Jie felt that her attitude towards herself was much harsher and colder than before.

She bit her lip, and remembered what Qiao Wei said when she called Qiao Wei last night.

Said that her and Qiao Nian were the only ones in their class who took the National National Tsing Hua University entrance examination. She did not pass the exam. Qiao Nian passed the exam. Shen Hui would definitely prefer the students who passed the exam. After all, Qiao Nian represents the honor of the class...

She didn't believe it very much, after all, Shen Hui has always been a kind of fair teacher, and she has never seen anyone favored.

At this moment, she felt cold, and believed what Qiao An said.

(End of this chapter)