Chapter 21

As soon as song Ye finished saying this, the whole class was quiet, silently watching the girl with her legs up and her expression indifferent. She thought that she was listening to a mirage.

The head teacher also had to look at the girl who had changed greatly in front of her. Without her long hair, she was not only good-looking, but also changed her temperament. She dared to speak in class.

However, as a teacher, she had to give an account to protect her face and job. She frowned and looked at Song Ye. "No matter what the reason is, super glue is an indisputable fact on your desk. You can immediately give me a penalty and wait until Tang Meiling's hand is ready."

From an adult's point of view, she knows how to be alone.

And these children, at most, are called parents, which is harmless.

These thoughts in front of others may not be able to see, but in front of her is song Ye.

"If a teacher punishes his students so indiscriminately, isn't he afraid to spread the reputation of damaging the teacher's morality?" Song Ye's face is reflected in the winter sun, as if in the pan cold air, and said the words, is more chilling.

"What?" The head teacher was stunned. All right? Corrupt teachers' ethics?

Seeing that the volcano was about to erupt, song Ye was still calm and calm. "I never touched my desk from entering the classroom to sitting down. The whole class can testify that this super glue was not made by me."

Her voice was very bright, every word echoed in the classroom, everyone could understand clearly.

However, when the head teacher browed over and asked, all of them hung down their heads and remained silent.

"It seems that no one is willing to testify for song Ye." The head teacher raised his eyebrows and eyes. His words seemed to be a pity. In fact, his eyes were a little schadenfreude. "Song ye, you should reflect on some of your behaviors. If you don't fit in with the group, you still bully your classmates and lie. If you go on like this, how can you make a success in the future?"

Song Ye sneered at this magnificent lesson. He glanced at the students in the classroom. His eyes were calm, but he felt embarrassed.

"Me In the silence, a figure suddenly stood up, accompanied by the response, the chair was knocked down.

Song Ye looked up and saw Wang Tiechuan, who was scolded by Tang Meiling just now.

Although Wang Tiechuan's grades were not good, he was tall and tall. He was a representative of the Physical Education Department of his class. He was still there, but his face was red. "I can prove to song ye that the super glue was not made by song ye, but was painted by Zheng Feng in the morning to try to make song ye whole."

As soon as the voice dropped, another figure stood up. Zheng Feng, a short and fat man, pointed to Wang Tiechuan's grievance and scolded him, "hooligan, you're talking nonsense. I haven't done this kind of thing. You're bloody!"

A listen to the hooligan, Wang Tiechuan also came to anger, a few steps rushed over, Zheng Feng blocked in front of the desk, the tone was fierce, "you his mother shout a try again." Wang Tiechuan's father was a gangster, so he was treated as a hooligan and discriminated against.

Zheng Feng was scared by his appearance to step back, hit the desk, "ah! Teacher, he's going to hit people. "

"Stop it!" The teacher in charge of the class was so angry that she made such a scene on the first day of school that she really wanted to drive out all the bad students who were ignorant and incompetent.

Wang Tiechuan over there just raised his hand, and his wrist was caught. The cold and soft touch made his body stiff. When he turned his head, he saw song Ye standing beside him and said, "I'll deal with it."

The four words are cold and clear, without any strength, but without any reason to make people feel at ease. Wan Tiechuan pursed his lips and unconsciously nodded to one side.

Zheng Feng stood in front of the table and saw song Ye's face. His jealousy was like grass growing in his heart. He could not help but curl his mouth and snore, "why, the teacher is here, you still want to do something to me, ah..."

Before the words were finished, song ye had already reached out and grasped her arm. She pinched the hemp tendons on her arm and crushed her hard. She was shaking with pain, and the whole person screamed and jumped away.

And in the moment she dodged, song Ye reached down to her desk and fished out a bottle of things in the blink of an eye. It was super glue.

"Teacher, in this way, can I be cleared of suspicion?" Song Ye Yang started to throw things in front of the head teacher.

As an ordinary student, super glue is not a necessary thing at all. No matter how dissatisfied the head teacher, song ye had to turn the muzzle of the gun to Zheng Feng. With a gloomy face, he said, "Zheng Feng, go to the office immediately and inform your parents to come. You don't have to take this class."

"Teacher, I..." Zheng Feng still wanted to talk, but suddenly Tang Meiling glared in the past, and did not dare to say anything more.

The head teacher called several boys to move the table together.

Looking at Song Ye's sarcasm, Tang Meiling is more sure that she is deliberately provoking herself to make a fool of herself. As a pretentious school flower, today it has become a joke. Her hands stick to the table and are taken out. She can't even lift her face. Thinking that she can't steal chicken, she resents song Ye.The lecture of the first class became self-study, and the class was just like a nest of bees, whispering and whispering. The corner of his eyes was always turned to song ye in the corner.

Whether it is the appearance or the cold breath, song Ye's performance today is too shocking, leaving a deep impression in the hearts of these young men and girls.

Song ye did not have a table, simply hands around the chest, quietly looking at the sun outside the window, the light in winter on his face, thin layer, white to almost transparent skin emitting halo, long eyelashes, amber pupil, even the radian of chin are so delicate and charming, in such a small county class, her existence seems to be really shining The same.

Suddenly, aware of the breath around him, song Ye takes back his sight, and sees Wang Tiechuan with his desk in one hand, a chair in the other, and even pushes the desk to himself.

In the face of song Ye's calm eyes, Wang Tiechuan somehow felt embarrassed and scratched the back of his head. He laughed and said, "thank you for stopping me just now. I'll sit with you later. No one dares to bully you again."

I guess no one can bully me. Song ye thought in his heart, but he didn't refuse, "en, thank you." This boy obviously knows song Ye's situation in the class. Just now he came forward to testify that he was separated from the group. She appreciated such a brave person.

Turning over the textbooks in his hands and looking at the familiar words, song Ye's heart is rare to have a trace of calm, but also a trace of warm ironing.

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