Chapter 48 Sister Lan is better at her skills! Decisions【2 updates】
The students in Class 1 all raised their heads in a daze.
Why did the selfless Prince of Hell come, the Director of Moral Education?
What big thing did Ye Wanlan do?
"Wan Lan, was it during the last class..." Su Xueqing was a little worried.
"It won''t be a problem." Ye Wanlan handed the flower to her for custody and stood up by himself, "Here."
"Come to my office." The moral education director''s voice was cold and he left with a cold sleeve.
"Student Ye, I''ll go with you." The deputy class monitor was also nervous, "You don''t know that any student who was invited to the moral education office for tea will be remembered."
Ye Wanlan didn''t look back: "Thank you, no, I haven''t been to the moral education office yet."
Deputy squad leader: “…”
That’s not the place the students want to go!
The Moral Education Office was on the first floor of the Academic Affairs Building, and Ye Wanlan walked in.
"Do you know why I asked you to come?" The moral education director glanced up and down, "How many days have you been to school? Tell me what you want to do?"
Ye Wanlan was very obedient: "I did nothing."
"Didn''t do anything?" The moral education director threw the book on the table heavily, and his anger surged, "Teacher Ding, what did she do?"
Teacher Ding is the head teacher of Class 2 (2) of Grade 2: "During the break, this new classmate bullied the students in our class and made a big fuss, which affected the students'' learning in the class."
"Did you hear it?" The moral education director turned around, "I bullied my classmates as soon as I came. Why can''t I learn these things?"
Ye Wanlan''s eyes met Sheng Song, and his voice was faint: "I was kicking the table, and he fell down by himself. What does it have to do with me?"
Teacher Ding was furious: "You dare to argue!"
"Director, Teacher Ding, she also injured my hand." Sheng Song did not forget to add fuel to the fire, "I can''t hold the pen in a class and can''t handle things."
He was sweating profusely as he spoke. But Sheng Song tossed and turned his hand for a long time, but found no scars.
What''s going on?
Ye Wanlan must have done something!
Even if it wasn''t for her, he would only cover all this on her.
But at the same time, Sheng Song was very lucky. Fortunately, Ye Wanlan was looking for him. If he went to bully Sheng Yunyi again, he would be the first to refuse.
Ye Wanlan''s expression remained unchanged, calm as before: "What''s wrong with your hand?"
The eyes of the moral education director and Teacher Ding fell on Sheng Song''s hands, but there were no scars or bruises on it.
"What else do you want to ask?" Sheng Song jumped up, "My hands are about to hurt. How dare you say that it wasn''t you who did it?"
"Director, I suspect he has mental problems and always feels that his hand is about to break." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "Don''t you check it first?"
Sheng Song, who was furious, suddenly was stunned. Why did his hands seem to be hurt again?
He shook his hands in disbelief, picked up the book again, and found that everything was normal.
The moral education director''s eyes sharpened a little: "Sheng Song, are you lying on purpose?"
"I...I didn''t!" Sheng Song was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, "She really injured my hand, and everyone in the class saw it!"
The moral education director was transferred to the monitoring of Class 2 (2) of high school and finished watching the big break.
Ye Wanlan really only used force when kicking the table. She just covered Sheng Song''s wrist with her fingers, and she was about to finish it in a moment.
Not to mention exerting force, there is not even a slight force.
"Director, what I told is the truth, she...or she would have poisoned me." Sheng Song couldn''t tell, "My hand has really hurt for a long time, and I''m going to go for a CT scan!"
"It''s just nonsense. Do you think you read martial arts novels? Shut up your mouth." The moral education director held back his anger, "And you, Ye Wanlan, I tell you, I must remember this matter for you, you-"
"Director." The door was knocked at this time, and it was the principal''s assistant. "The principal has something urgent to ask you. Please go to the principal''s office now."
"I''ll come right away." The moral education director hurriedly stood up, "You go to class first, and I''ll find you in the afternoon."
After Teacher Ding left, Sheng Song sneered: "Ye Wanlan, stop pretending. Sister Yunyi said it is true. You just like to pretend. Do you think someone will sympathize with you if you pretend? Save it, I can see your true face clearly!"
Ye Wanlan turned his head and smiled: "It''s not your illusion."
Sheng Song frowned. Before he understood what this sentence meant, his hands suddenly started to hurt again.
What''s going on? !
**
At noon, after Ye Wanlan and Su Xueqing finished lunch together, they came to the psychological counseling room as promised.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw a brand new thermos.
At the bottom of the thermos cup is still a line of words - given by Yan Tingfeng.
Ye Wanlan picked up the thermos and looked carefully.
Obviously, the good characters written by Yan Tingfeng, each stroke and a stroke, are all the styles of literati and poets.
There was a bitter killing aura between the lines, and the momentum came to my face.
It is June now, and the temperature in Jiangcheng has risen to thirty degrees.
But Yan Tingfeng was still wearing long-sleeved trousers, a coat, and even a scarf, which was wrapped tightly.
Could it be that his body...
Ye Wanlan''s gaze moved away from the thermos and fell on the man.
Yan Tingfeng naturally could not have been unaware of such gaze.
After all, he is the supreme martial arts world who came out from the tip of a knife, and no movement can escape his senses. "Miss Ye, what''s wrong?"
“Isn’t it hot?”
"Hot?" Yan Tingfeng was stunned. He stretched out his hand and smiled and gently placed his hand on her face.
The cool touch is very cool in early summer, and there is a thin cocoon on his fingertips.
Such coldness made her suddenly feel familiar.
It seems...
Ye Wanlan''s pupils narrowed.
"Miss Ye was in poor health, so Miss Ye laughed." Yan Tingfeng withdrew his hand.
Ye Wanlan paused: "No wonder you kept drinking tea to warm up."
"Well, health care, I can also eat red dates and wolfberry, and Miss Ye should also pay attention to her health." He raised his chin slightly, and the smile in Feng''s eyes became deeper, "This cup is very strong and will not break easily."
"Thank you." Ye Wanlan rubbed the cup with his hand, "In a few days, I will bring you some Chinese herbal medicines to warm up."
Yan Tingfeng supported his head: "Miss Ye, you are polite, but my body..."
It has been three hundred years, but it has never been cured.
Not to mention, the Taiyi Palace was destroyed, the seven divisions after Taiyi acupuncture were lost, and the Taiyi divine doctor was directly cut off.
It is a miracle that he can survive until now.
Yan Tingfeng turned his head and looked out the window, covering the dark shadow on his face.
"It''s getting late, Miss Ye will go back for lunch."
Ye Wanlan returned to the classroom with a cup.
"Wan Lan, I''m back." Su Xueqing was slightly stunned, "Your cup..."
Ye Wanlan noticed her gaze and nodded: "A thermos for drinking tea."
After being trapped by time for 999 years, she is also a "elderly person" and it''s time to take care of her health.
Su Xueqing swallowed the sentence "It''s the new custom thermos cup that Yunjing has newly released, and the price is more than 10,000 yuan."
Maybe she read it wrong.
Yes, her deskmate is so simple, how could she use such a high-end cup?
Only those young masters and daughters in the Beijing Circle can use it.
Ye Wanlan unscrewed the insulating bottle: "Do you want to come some?"
The water dispenser was behind the two of them. Su Xueqing reached out to grab a paper cup and successfully rubbed a little tea.
She looked at the tea leaves floating on the tea water and took another sip.
“This tea…”
Su Xueqing swallowed the sentence "It seems to be a newly developed variety, one or tens of thousands of dollars."
She fell into a long silence and always felt something was wrong.
**
On the other side, Grade 2 (2).
"Brother Song, please calm down. She is so arrogant and open. She will be informed by the whole school tomorrow morning." The boy said, "This is also for Sister Yunyi to vent her anger."
Sheng Song didn''t respond, but just frowned and looked at his hand, but there were still no scars, but why did his hand hurt for a while and not for a while?
"Okay, let''s think of the next way to deal with her." Sheng Song crossed his legs, "She can''t go to No. 1 Middle School, and I won''t let her stay at No. 7 Middle School."
"As long as Brother Song thinks, she can''t stay." The boy echoed, "Brother Song, but sometimes there is no need for us to do it. It''s better to let Su Xubai..."
"Su Xubai?" Sheng Song frowned, "Don''t mess with him."
"Sheng Song, come to my office." The moral education director called him at this time.
The boy was excited: "Brother Song, you must have remembered Ye Wanlan. Your anger finally came out."
"Of course, she is too ostentatious. If it were me, I would definitely not have seen it." Sheng Song went to the moral education office with a swagger.
But he didn''t see Ye Wanlan.
"Director, Ye Wanlan, she-"
"Sheng Song, remember it once." The moral education director interrupted him, "Whether the files will be eliminated when you graduate, it depends on your performance in the next year."
Sheng Song''s smile disappeared, and he couldn''t believe it: "Director, what does it mean? Why did she come to find me wrong? Why did I remember it?"
The teacher really can''t control him, but he also knows which red lines cannot be touched.
Leave no evidence or traces.
Even if a student sues the teacher, he can easily settle it.
Even the moral education director has never caught him.
"Why are you remembering it?" The moral education director grabbed his collar and pushed him to the computer, "Come on, look for yourself and see what you did."
Thank you for your support~ I hope there are more check-in~
When I wrote about the death warrior, I also went back to review the QAQ.
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(This chapter ends)