Chapter 7 (2/2)
With Li Lei's character, I'm afraid he'll have to nag for a long time.
After breakfast, song Yan walked slowly to class 9, grade 3.
As soon as he came to his seat and sat down, Li Lei put his head together. It seemed that he wanted to be charged.
”That Li Lei, I was delayed yesterday, so I didn't go to the Internet bar to find you!”
”Hi, it's OK.” Li Lei waved disapprovingly. Suddenly, a curious look appeared on his face, and he lowered his voice and said, ”Song Yan, I heard that you turned over five gangsters at the school gate after school yesterday, didn't you?”
”How do you know?” Song Yan had some accidents. He immediately thought that many people saw that scene yesterday. Li Lei knew it was not a strange thing.
”That's true?”
Song Yan nodded.
Li Lei looks more and more excited: ”tell me about the process quickly. You are so arrogant. I didn't expect that you have been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.”
”Well, I'll tell you when I have time. I'll start to review.” Speaking, song Yan took out the Chinese books, and opened the mind.
”You boy.”
Seeing that song inkstone no longer cares about himself, I feel vaguely that the present song inkstone is different from the past.
Teachers' office.
Today's self-study is a Chinese course, so Yan Weimin came earlier. The college entrance examination results are closely related to his bonus. Seeing that the college entrance examination is coming, he will manage the students in his class very closely.
”Teacher Yan, is there a song Yan in your class?” Asked a young teacher sitting opposite him. His name is Chen chuangfei. He was assigned to the P.E. teacher of Shengye middle school last year.
Hearing the name of song Yan, Yan Weimin frowned slightly, and his eyes flashed a trace of disgust. He never liked such a poor student as song Yan.
”He is really a student of our class.”
Chen chuangfei clapped his thigh excitedly and said, ”this student in your class, Mr. Yan, is really amazing!”
Hearing Chen chuangfei's words, Yan Weimin was very surprised: ”no, Mr. Chen, this song inkstone is the scum stick in our class. He doesn't say that his grades are very poor, and he likes to make trouble. If I was the principal, Yan Weimin continued,” I warned you last week, and asked you not to fight. It's only a few days ago, you sprouted in a solid state. I really think the school dare not fire you! ”Song Yan frowned: ”Yan teacher, things are not what you think. I'm playing gangsters. If they want to hit me, I can't fight back!”
”Why did they hit you?” Yan Weimin is pressing.
Song Yan shook his head. ”I don't know.” However, he guessed that those gangsters should have something to do with Xue Yuancheng.
A cold light flashed in Yan Weimin's eyes: ”I don't know. One who doesn't know wants to push things out of the way. Those gangsters are sick. If they don't hit me or other students, they will hit you, or do you have an affair with people in the society? They just came to you. They didn't put their mind on reading at a young age, but they ran to mix with the society. I don't think you are saved! ”
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