Magic Love Ring

Chapter 8: On gambling

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Song Yan became angry when he heard Yan Weimin randomly labeling students: "Teacher Yan, I have nothing to do with people in society. Besides, this is just your conjecture. I hope you won't label students randomly!"

Hearing Song Yan accuse him of randomly labeling him, Yan Weimin couldn't help but became furious: "You still dare to talk back, it seems you are really hopeless!"

Song Yan's tone was also cold: "Teacher Yan, I don't dare to agree with what you said. I'm not talking back, but defending myself!"

Seeing that Song Yan still dared to talk back, Yan Weimin couldn't help but stretched out his finger, pointed at his nose, and said angrily: "Okay, you are good! It seems that you think that because you are mixed up with the dregs of society, you can not take the teacher to heart. Yes or no?"

Song Yan's face turned red, and she defended in a deep voice: "Teacher Yan, I said it before, and I'll reiterate it again, I'm not messing around with people in society, so please don't mess around!"

If the other person was not a teacher, he would really like to slap him.

"I'm messing around. Since I still want to quibble, I have nothing to say. I'm going to report to the principal and expel you! I wanted to give you another chance."

Seeing this, Song Yan was completely angry: "Go if you want!"

After speaking, Song Yan walked to his seat. He had never announced that his uncle was the deputy director of the Education Bureau, but the principal knew it. Based on this, the principal would not fire him.

Seeing that Song Yan was so dismissive of him, Yan Weimin was almost so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

"Song Yan, if I don't fire you, I, Yan Weimin, will write the three characters upside down!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Weimin walked out of the classroom angrily and headed towards the principal's office, leaving only dozens of pairs of eyes in the classroom looking at each other.

Returning to his seat, Li Lei gave him a thumbs up: "You are awesome, you actually took Lao Yan

So angry! Then he said with some worry: "Will he really go to the principal to expel you?" "

"It's going to rain. Mother wants to get married, let him go!" Song Yan said in a calm tone. Suddenly, his heart moved and he felt that it was necessary to tell his uncle about this matter. If it really makes a big fuss, his aunt will definitely He will touch himself with eye medicine. Although the uncle hurts him, he will beat him once he is really angry.

Thinking of this, he walked out of the classroom, took out his mobile phone and called his uncle.

On the phone, he fully reported what happened to his uncle. His uncle didn't say much and just let him go to school with peace of mind.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yan felt more at ease. Suddenly, he realized: It seems that after my mental power increased by 10 points, my brain became more enlightened. If it were before, I would never have thought of calling my uncle.

Yan Weimin came to the principal's office angrily, suppressed the anger in his heart and reported Song Yan's matter to principal Zhu Hongcheng. He also showed the video of Song Yan's fight to the principal, and suggested that Song Yan should be fired to correct his academic style.

But what he didn't expect was that Zhu Hongcheng said calmly: "Teacher Yan, please go back to class first. I will consider this matter before making a decision."

If it were normal, Yan Weimin would definitely find the principal's attitude very ambiguous, but at this moment, all he had in his mind was the idea of expelling Song Yan, and he said anxiously: "Principal, there is nothing to consider in this matter, a troublemaker like Song Yan You should be expelled as soon as possible. You also know that the third year of high school has reached the most critical period. The presence of students like Song Yan will definitely affect other students!"

"Teacher Yan, can't you understand me? Go back to class!" Zhu Hongcheng's tone increased, and he was already a little dissatisfied with Yan Weimin. Others didn't know it, but he knew that Song Yan's uncle was the deputy director of the Education Bureau. If he fired his nephew, wouldn't he be making trouble for himself

Besides, he also knew a little about Yan Weimin. He was eager for success and profit, and had different attitudes towards top students and poor students. He also accepted gifts from students' parents. If it weren't for his good teaching skills, he would have dismissed his class teacher long ago. position.

Yan Weimin was stunned and realized that there was something wrong with his attitude. After apologizing to the principal, he walked out of the principal's office glumly.

Because he threatened to expel Song Yan in front of the whole class, but now he has not done so. If he rashly goes to the classroom, it will definitely not look good on his face.

"Can't I, the class teacher, do nothing to help a poor student?" The more Yan Weimin thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, and his hatred and disgust for Song Yan deepened.

"By the way, I can call Song Yan's parents. As long as I lose the face of his parents, I won't be able to get him back when Song Yan comes home!"

Thinking of this, Yan Weimin quickly walked to the office and found the phone number of Song Yan's parents. As far as he knew, Song Yan's parents were killed in a car accident and are now living at his uncle's house.

"No wonder this kid is such a bastard. His parents died too early and lacked education!" Yan Weimin thought maliciously.

Pulling out the phone number, Yan Weimin dialed it.

When the call was connected, Yan Weimin said in a bad tone: "Are you Song Yan's guardian? I am his class teacher Yan Weimin."

"Hello Teacher Yan, what can I do for you?" Yang Yanli's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"How did you educate Song Yan? Not only did he get into fights at school, but he also interacted with gangsters in society. His attitude towards the teacher was extremely bad. You should come to school, otherwise I will suggest to the principal that he be expelled!"

According to his usual experience, other parents would be shocked when they heard that their children would be expelled, and they would rush to the school to say nice things to the teacher and apologize.

But Yang Yanli was an exception. She was not happy with Song Yan in the first place and wished that he would be fired so that he could go work and save a lot of money.

Besides, as the director's wife, she was used to flattery and was scolded by Yan Weimin. She felt uncomfortable, so she said coldly: "Teacher Yan, you can do whatever you like. If you can fire him, I still have to thank you.”

Snapped!

The phone was hung up, and a blind tone of "beep beep beep" came from the receiver.

Yan Weimin was dumbfounded, and his face turned blue and red. He had been teaching for so many years, and he had never encountered such an arrogant parent. Especially the last sentence "If you can expel him, I have to thank you" was taken as an irony. Come and listen.

"Asshole!"

Yan Weimin slapped the table hard, the anger in his chest almost bursting out of his body.

But now that the principal's attitude is ambiguous and the parents are uncooperative, he really can't do anything about Song Yan.

"No, I can't just spare that kid. Even if he is not expelled, he will still have the shame to stay in Class 9!"

Thinking of this, he got up and walked towards Class 9.

"Song Yan!"

Song Yan, who was reciting the textbook with photographic memory, frowned and stood up, looking at Yan Weimin coldly.

When other students saw this scene, they all thought that Song Yan was going to be expelled.

Yan Weimin sneered and said, "You stand in the corridor outside. From now on, you don't have to enter the classroom for any of my classes. Also, I will leave all the wiping of the blackboard and sweeping of the classroom to you."

Song Yan's expression suddenly changed, but he didn't say anything in the end. Suddenly, he thought that Yan Weimin must have deliberately taken it out on himself because of his failed suggestion to the principal.

Thinking of this, he smiled at Yan Weimin with a bit of contempt. Then, he grabbed the Chinese textbook for the third year of high school and a stack of review materials and walked outside the teacher with a calm expression.

Seeing Song Yan's smile, Yan Weimin felt very uncomfortable. He stared at the textbooks and materials in his hand and said sarcastically: "If you had worked so hard earlier, your grades wouldn't be so rubbish!"

Hearing this, Song Yan suddenly thought of a way, stopped, and said to Yan Weimin: "Teacher Yan, do you dare to make a bet with me? My Chinese score will definitely get more than 120 points in the next monthly exam!"

"Are you telling a joke?" Yan Weimin sneered.

"If I don't reach 120 points, I will drop out of school. If I reach it, how about you bow to me in front of the whole class and admit your mistake?"

Hearing Song Yan's words, Yan Weimin was furious again. Before he could speak, Song Yan continued: "What, don't you dare?"

"Okay, I promise you! Just wait and get out of school!" Yan Weimin said fiercely. He did not believe that Song Yan could get a score of 120 points in just more than ten days.

When the students heard Song Yan's words, some thought he was awesome, some thought he was too arrogant, and of course, some disliked him and were gloating about his misfortune.

Song Yan didn't care at all about those strange looks and walked out of the classroom calmly.

To put it bluntly, Chinese was tested on memory, and he had the magical power of photographic memory. In the monthly test more than ten days later, he failed to score 120 points. He felt that he really deserved to be killed by a piece of tofu.

The author's digression: Thanks to Xiao Mosquito for the reward. (To be continued)