Chapter 19 (1/2)
Tuesday. [full text reading]
this morning's self-study was the class of Yan Weimin, the head teacher. So, just after the class bell rang, song Yan consciously took the textbook and walked to the corridor.
Yan Weimin, who came to the classroom, glanced at him lightly and ignored him.
Just as he was near the podium, Yan Weimin smelt a foul smell. He glanced around and found nothing. Suddenly, he found that the four students sitting near the desk covered their noses intentionally or unintentionally. Obviously, they also smelled the foul smell.
Since Yan Weimin came into the classroom, Zhang Ran and three other boys were quietly looking at him. They found Yan Weimin with constipation on his face. They were all amused.
Yan Weimin is very angry. He doesn't know what's smelling. After a round of searching, he can only stop.
Put the textbook materials on the desk. He planned to use chalk to modify the number of days left from the top left corner of the blackboard. Subconsciously, he opened the desk drawer. Suddenly, a foul smell came to his face, which almost made him faint.
He quickly pushed the drawer in, and then a fit of retch followed.
Seeing Yan Weimin's embarrassed appearance, Zhang Tianran and his four people all tried very hard not to laugh.
Yan Weimin is retching and guessing who got the stool into the desk drawer. Suddenly, his eyes sweep over Song Yan who seems to be reading seriously in the corridor.
”Would it be him? I forbid him to enter the classroom in class, and punish him to clean the blackboard and clean the classroom. He must have a grudge, and he must be the last one to leave the classroom. There is motive and time for the crime. ”
In the heart of some analysis, Yan Weimin can almost be sure that the stool into the desk drawer is song inkstone.
”Bastard!”
Song Yan must be because of his own treatment of him, so the heart of resentment in this way to revenge themselves.
At once, Yan Weimin's heart fire suddenly ignited. He knocked on the blackboard with a blackboard brush in his dark face to show everyone to be quiet. Then he said to the boy who was sitting closest to the classroom door, ”go and call in Song Yan.”
”The play is about to begin.” See this scene, Zhang natural four people secretly way.
Song Yan was puzzled. He didn't know why Yan Weimin asked him to go in. Did he have a conscience to find out that he was allowed to go into the classroom for class. However, when he touched Yan Weimin's gloomy face, he knew that he was wrong.
”Song Yan, I asked you if you did this?” Yan Weimin almost shouted.
Song Yan's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and some Zhang ershang couldn't understand: ”teacher Yan, what did you say?”
”Play dumb!” Yan Weimin's teeth cackled, pointing to the drawer and drinking coldly: ”say, did you put the stool in the desk?”
”What? There's shit in the desk drawer? ” Song Yan was surprised. No wonder he passed the platform in the morning and smelt a stink.
The other students in the class were shocked when they heard that the desk drawer had been defecated, especially the four students who were close to the platform were pinching their noses and leaning back.
”Not yet!” Seeing that song Yan still refused to admit it, Yan Weimin became more and more angry and asked a group of students, ”who left the classroom last yesterday?”
”It should be song Yan. He wants to clean the classroom.”
”Yes, song Yan.”
”When I left, only song Yan was still in the classroom.”
A group of students talked in all directions.
Hearing the students' answers, Yan Weimin was very satisfied and stared at Song Yan coldly: ”what else do you say?”
”I left the classroom last, but I didn't put the shit in the desk drawer.” Song Yan is very speechless to explain that even if he hates Yan Weimin no longer, he will not use this kind of nasty way to revenge him. In his heart, he also ponders who did it.