Yue Tingfeng said sarcastically: "What's wrong with burning your book? Don't you know best in your heart? Don't do it secretly behind your back and pretend that your grandson doesn't admit it. Aren't you a man?"
The boy stopped crying because of his guilty conscience. He didn't dare to look at Yue Tingfeng at all: "I... what did I do? You framed me without any basis."
Yue Tingfeng sneered, "Hey, you know that saying there is no evidence is a false accusation. Why did you say he was a clever plagiarist when we didn't find any evidence yesterday?" Don't make the double standards too obvious.
Half of the book in his hand was already missing. Yue Tingfeng threw it to the ground casually. Sparks flew up, causing the students around him to scream and retreat. They looked at the boy and said, "Okay, as long as you are willing to lie on the ground and learn how to bark. I just believe you didn’t do it.”
"I... I didn't do anything. Why should I listen to you? I... am not a scumbag like you. I..."
With a bang, Yue Tingfeng kicked the boy's desk hard. The pens and contact booklet on his desk fell to the ground. He said word by word with a cold face: "If I ask you to learn from me, then he will do it to me." Be honest, if you don’t admit that you did it now, then it’s best not to admit it all the time.”
Yue Tingfeng's expression was a bit scary at the moment, especially when facing a young child. It was so intimidating.
The boy's pupils shrank and he was trembling with fear, "Wow, I don't... I don't, I want to find the teacher, teacher... Teacher Yue Tingfeng bullied people, he hit people..."
As he said that, he wanted to run out, but Yue Tingfeng obviously didn't intend to give him a chance. He grabbed the boy, pushed him to the ground, picked up a ballpoint pen, and started drawing on his face.
The boy cried like a slaughtered pig. He struggled at first, but then he couldn't move and his crying almost stopped.
Some students saw something was wrong and ran to find Teacher Wu.
When Teacher Wu heard this, he hurried over.
When he arrived, he saw that Yue Tingfeng had finished the work. Then he looked at the boy, still lying on the ground, with a miserable face.
The two cheeks on the forehead and the chin were all painted with turtles. The four turtles looked particularly funny.
And of those two books, only a small part was burned.
Teacher Wu suddenly felt a headache: "Yue Tingfeng, how could you do this? Even if he..."
Yue Tingfeng interrupted him and said calmly: "Teacher Wu, I know it is wrong for me to do this, but... I don't want to bear it anymore."
Teacher Wu didn't know what to say for a moment. The boy who called him just now also said a few words. Someone was scribbling in Yue Tingfeng's textbook. He finally found out the reason, but he didn't expect that it would become so serious. the point.
Teacher Wu took a look at Yue Tingfeng's book and saw that it was filled with words like 'plagiarism', 'cheating' and 'get out of our class'.
The person who wrote used so much force that the tip of the pen scratched the pages.
Teacher Wu looked at this and couldn't tell Yue Tingfeng's fault for a while. When this happened, everyone would be angry, right
"You all, come to the office with me."
Passing by the study committee member, Yue Tingfeng grabbed her schoolbag and dumped all his books on the ground. He picked up a bottle of blue pen water from the corner of her desk, unscrewed it, and poured it all onto her books.
"Because you're a girl, I won't beat you, but you can't hide from the bad things you did, and you're still studying to be a committee member, or something like that!"