Chapter 8 [Gambling]

Hearing Yan Weimin's random buttoning of his hat, Song Yan was angry: "Teacher Yan, I have nothing to do with people in society, besides, this is just your speculation, I hope you don't buckle your hat to students!"

Hearing Song Yan accuse him of buttoning his hat indiscriminately, Yan Weimin couldn't help but be furious: "You still dare to talk back, it seems that you are really hopeless!"

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

Seeing that Song Yan still dared to talk back, Yan Weimin couldn't help but stretch out his finger, pointed at his nose, and said angrily: "Okay, you're very good! It seems that you think you can get mixed up with the scum in society, so you don't take the teacher to heart, right?"

Song Yan's face turned a little red, and he defended in a deep voice: "Teacher Yan, I said, I repeat it again, I didn't get involved with people in society, and please don't mess around!"

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"I'm messing around, and since I still have to quibble, I don't have anything to say, so I'm going to report to the headmaster and fire you! ”

Seeing this, Song Yan was also completely angry: "If you like to go, you can go!"

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

Seeing that Song Yan was actually disdainful of himself, Yan Weimin was almost so angry that one Buddha was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven.

"Song Yan, if I don't expel you, I, Yan Weimin, will write the three words 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.

Back in his seat, Li Lei gave him a thumbs up: "You cow, you actually put Yan Yan."

Angry like this!" Then he said with some worry: "Will he really go to the principal to fire you?"

"It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married, let him go!" Song Yan said indifferently, suddenly, his heart moved, and he felt the need to tell the uncle about this matter, if it was really big, the aunt would definitely give herself eye medicine, although the uncle hurt him, once he was really angry, he would beat him.

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

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

Hanging up the phone, Song Yan felt much more relieved, and suddenly, he realized: It seems that after my mental strength increased by 10 points, my head has also brightened a lot, if I had been 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 the principal Zhu Hongcheng, and showed the video of Song Yan's fight to the principal, and suggested that Song Yan be expelled to study in a positive manner.

But what he didn't expect was that Zhu Hongcheng only said nonchalantly: "Teacher Yan, you go back to class first, and I will make a decision after considering this matter." ”

If it was usual, Yan Weimin would definitely find that the principal's attitude was very ambiguous, but at this moment, he only had one idea of expelling Song Yan in his mind, and said eagerly: "Principal, there is nothing to consider about this matter, a-stirring stick like Song Yan should be expelled early, you also know that now the senior class has reached the most critical time, and the existence of students like Song Yan will definitely affect other students!"

"Teacher Yan, don't you understand what I'm saying, go back to class!" Zhu Hongcheng accentuated his tone, he was already a little more dissatisfied with Yan Weimin in his heart, others didn't know, but he knew that Song Yan's uncle was the deputy director of the Education Bureau, and he fired his nephew, didn't he find a way for himself.

Besides, he also knows a little bit about Yan Weimin, not to mention the eagerness for success and profit, the difference between the top students and the poor ecology, and the gifts from the parents of the students, if it weren't for his good teaching level, he would have been removed from his position as the head teacher a long time ago.

Yan Weimin was stunned for a moment, realized that there was a problem with his attitude, apologized to the principal, and walked out of the principal's office sullenly.

Because he threatened to expel Song Yan in front of the class, but now he didn't do it, if he rashly went to the classroom, he would definitely not look good.

"Could it be that I, the head teacher, can't help a bad student?" The more Yan Weimin thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, and the hatred and disgust for Song Yan in his heart deepened.

"By the way, I can call Song Yan's parents, as long as I lose the face of his parents, I will definitely not be able to please Song Yan's kid when he comes home!"

Thinking of this, Yan Weimin accelerated 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, it should be that his parents died too early and lacked education!" Yan Weimin thought maliciously.

Turning out the phone number, Yan Weimin dialed it.

The phone was connected, and Yan Weimin said in an unkind tone: "Are you Song Yan's guardian, I am his head teacher Yan Weimin." ”

"Hello Mr. Yan, is there anything wrong with you?" Yang Yanli's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"How did you educate Song Yan, he fights and fights at school, not to mention that he also interacts with gangsters in society, and his attitude towards teachers is even worse to the extreme, you should come to school, otherwise I will suggest to the principal to expel him!"

According to his usual experience, other parents would be shocked to hear that their children would be expelled, and hurried to the school to apologize to the teacher for saying good things.

But Yang Yanli is an exception, she doesn't like Song Yan in the first place, and wishes he was fired so that he could go to work, which can save a lot of money.

Besides, as the wife of the director, she was used to hearing flattery, and was scolded by Yan Weimin, how could she feel comfortable, so she said coldly: "Teacher Yan, you can do whatever you like, if you can fire him, I have to thank you." ”

Syllable!

The phone hung up, and a blind sound of "beep beet" came from the microphone.

Yan Weimin was dumbfounded, his face was even more pale, he had been teaching for so many years, and he had never met such an arrogant parent, especially the last sentence "If you can expel him, I have to thank you" as a counterword.

"Bastard!"

Yan Weimin slammed the table with a slap, and the anger in his chest almost burst out of his body.

It's just that now the principal's attitude is ambiguous, and the parents don't cooperate, so he really can't do anything about Song Yan.

"No, I can't just spare that kid, even if he doesn't get expelled, I want him to stay in Class Nine without the face!"

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

"Song Yan!"

Song Yan, who was reciting the textbook with a memory, stood up with a frown and looked at Yan Weimin coldly.

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

Yan Weimin sneered: "You go outside and stand in the corridor, from now on, you don't have to enter the classroom for any of my classes, and in the future, the matter of wiping the blackboard and sweeping the classroom will also be handed over to you." ”

Song Yan's face changed suddenly, but he didn't say anything in the end, and suddenly, he thought that it must be Yan Weimin who deliberately made himself angry because he failed to suggest to the principal.

Thinking of this, he smiled at Yan Weimin with a little contempt, and then, he grabbed the language book of the third year of high school and a stack of review materials and walked calmly to the teacher.

Seeing Song Yan's smile, Yan Weimin felt very uncomfortable, stared at the textbooks and materials in his hand and sneered: "If you had worked so hard earlier, your grades would not be so rubbish!"

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

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

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

Hearing Song Yan's words, Yan Weimin was furious again, and without waiting for him to speak, Song Yan continued: "What, don't you dare?"

"Okay, I promise you! You just wait to get out of school!" Yan Weimin said viciously, he didn't believe that Song Yan could score 120 points in just over ten days.

When the students heard Song Yan's words, some thought he was very good, some thought he was too arrogant, and of course, some were gloating about him when they didn't like him.

Song Yan didn't care about those strange eyes, and walked out of the classroom calmly.

To put it bluntly, the test is memory, and he has never forgotten this magical power, and he couldn't score 120 points in the monthly exam more than ten days later, and he felt that he should really find a piece of tofu to die.

[Author's digression]: Thank you for the reward from [Little Mosquito].