Chapter 51: Good Memory

In the last row of the classroom, a teenager with a disheveled school uniform stood up.

"Qiao Yang?" Seeing Qiao Yang stand up, Ye Jufang frowned, with a look of hesitation in her eyes, but for the sake of face, she still said angrily with a straight face, "Did I say that if you cover up your classmates before you write silently, you will also pass Chi Li?"

"Teacher Chen......"

Ye Jufang was angry: "My surname is Ye! I've been in high school for almost two years, and you don't even know what your Chinese teacher's name is?!"

"I don't care what your name is. Qiao Yang sat back in his position and said impatiently, "I'm only responsible for correcting homework, as for how she finished it, it has something to do with me?"

"Chi Li's dictation is so obvious, don't you know it when you use your brain?" Ye Jufang said.

Qiao Yang casually grabbed his string of Buddhist beads and coiled them in his hand, and raised his eyelids disdainfully: "If I'm not mistaken, your husband also works at school, if you want to sit together, I can also accompany you." ”

The arrogance of the tone.

"How can I engage in joint sitting, I just casually asked who the person who wrote for Chi Li was silent. Ye Jufang had a deflated expression, she remembered that Qiao Yang smoked, drank, fought and skipped class, but she was still sitting here unharmed, obviously she had a great background, and it was really good for her to lose her job.

Thinking of this, Ye Jufang even vented her anger on Chi Li: "If you admit that you copied it, I won't do anything to you, at most you will write a review and re-write it silently, but if you don't admit it, it's a matter of attitude, the most important thing for a student is attitude! You don't even have the most basic attitude, look at what it looks like!"

"I, I wrote it myself. Chiri repeated this sentence again without emotion.

"What kind of attitude! I don't admit it, right? I've been teaching for so many years, and I haven't met a student with this attitude of yours!" Ye Jufang was angry, "Xie Qingyue, you are her tablemate, you tell me truthfully, did Chi Li copy it just now?"

Xie Qingyue didn't expect Ye Jufang to suddenly ask herself, and was taken aback: "I have been writing about myself just now, and I didn't pay attention to her." ”

"You are a member of the study committee, you can't shield her just because she is your tablemate!" Ye Jufang glared at Xie Qingyue.

Chi Li saw that Ye Jufang began to feel embarrassed and thanked Qingyue, and she was quite bent into a trick, she didn't get angry but laughed: "Why doesn't Teacher Ye believe that I wrote it silently?"

"Your language grades in the school make me have to doubt the authenticity of your dictation this time. ”

"My Chinese grades are very poor, but does this conflict with my good memory?" Chiri asked rhetorically.

"You have to have a good memory, and you will be completely wrong with even those few simple sentences during the exam?" Ye Jufang said, "I didn't want to delay time in class for this kind of thing, but your attitude is really bad! The college entrance examination will be next year, do you know that you are wasting everyone's time? One minute for one person, more than forty people in the class is more than forty minutes, are you embarrassed to delay the time of your classmates?"

Good guy, worthy of being a language teacher, directly sublimated her morality, making her the target of public criticism.

"So, Mr. Ye, do you want me to ...... now?" Chi Li asked.

Ye Jufang said: "Admit that you copied the dictation, and then write a review and read it out in front of the class." ”

"What if I don't admit it?" Chi Li leaned back on the desk behind him, and looked at Ye Jufang with a smile.