"Mr. Mao, Ye Qingqing really hit the car and spilled porridge. I saw it with my own eyes, she didn't lie!" Ruan Yingzi stood up and rescued the driver.
Ye Qingqing glanced at her, she was loyal enough, dear sisters!
Mao Meiren looked at Ruan Yingzi coldly, she would not believe the nonsense of these two people, she was in a bad mood today, and the students' learning atmosphere was not very good recently, since these two people are not afraid of death, don't blame her for not You're welcome!
Kill these two chickens to warn the monkeys!
"Did you see it with your own eyes?"
Ruan Yingzi didn't dare to look directly at the teacher, and nodded vigorously, "Well, Ye Qingqing and I rode to school together. It rained heavily in the morning, and the old lady of the tricycle didn't see clearly and hit it."
Mao Meiren made them both stand on the podium, on both sides of the blackboard, far apart, handed them two pieces of chalk, and said coldly, "What kind of porridge was spilled, write it for me."
She stood between Ye Qingqing and Ruan Yingzi, preventing them from having a chance to communicate.
Ye Qingqing and Ruan Yingzi were immediately dumbfounded.
They know a ghost!
Ye Qingqing quietly winked at Ruan Yingzi, and silently said, "I like it."
I hope this girl can be smarter. She doesn't like other porridge, so she can drink some white porridge. Ruan Yingzi knows that.
"Hurry up and write!" Mao Meiren scolded coldly.
Ye Qingqing and Ruan Yingzi were so frightened that they turned their heads and began to write honestly. Ruan Yingzi saw Ye Qingqing's lips, but she misunderstood it. She thought that Ye Qingqing said she liked it, and she understood immediately. .
She likes lean meat porridge the most, Ye Qingqing will definitely write this.
So
The two of them, who had no tacit understanding, wrote down their respective answers, and then... turned around.
The students below sighed in unison, and the sympathy in their eyes deepened. This is really killing it! starter
It doesn't matter if one dies, the other rushes up to look for death, tsk!
"White porridge, lean meat porridge, what else do you want to say?"
Mao Meiren's expression was even colder and her face was full of anger. She didn't want to hear Ye Qingqing and the others explaining her and announced the punishment for Ruan Yingzi.
"Ruan Yingzi and Ye Qingqing lied and deceived the teacher. It was a heinous crime and scored zero points. The same 3,000-word examination must be deeply reflected, and the whole class will review it in the next class!"
With no mercy, Beauty Mao waved her hand and let them both go down. Don't delay her class.
Ye Qingqing and Ruan Yingzi returned to their seats in despair. They didn't want to listen to the class at all. They had to find a way to make amends. Even 60 minutes was fine.
"You stupid, I asked you to write my favorite white porridge, what kind of lean meat porridge are you writing about!" Ye Qingqing complained. New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https:/
"I thought you asked me to write what I liked, but I just like lean meat porridge. What should I do now, I will also get zero points, and I have to write an examination, **** it!"
Ruan Yingzi doesn't care too much about zero points. What she hates the most is to write an examination, and she needs 3,000 words. She has a deep reflection. It's better to let her go to shit!
The two of them sighed in unison, and their scalps were about to be scratched.
The other classmates approached with concern and came up with ideas one after another, but facing Shi Tai Mie Mie, everyone was helpless.
Lu Ziqun winked and whispered, "Why don't you go to Mr. Mao's house, buy some gifts, and say something nice, Mr. Mao might be able to talk about it!"
"Can this work? It won't drive us out, will it?" Ye Qingqing was worried and panicked.