Chapter 256: Disciplinary Punishment (3)

Almost as soon as she rushed out of the bedroom door, He Zongchao also ran out, the two glanced at each other, didn't bother to say hello, and ran to the living room together. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the living room, He Fangyao was standing on the edge of the coffee table, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was crying breathlessly, Fang Huimin was pulling her arm and reprimanding her: "He Fangyao! You are too bold, you are a senior in high school, and you still dare to fall in love! Do you really miss college anymore? ”

Love is deeply responsible, and all the people standing in the living room add a piece, but none of them are emotional at this time.

Fang Huimin stared at He Fangyao's originally beautiful face, the slap mark that had just been slapped out by He Jianbin was really distressing and relieved.

He Fangyao is really too angry, He Jianbin has never really touched a few children since he was a child, and it is the first time in more than ten years that he has taught children like he did just now.

He Fangyao covered her beaten face, crying so much that she was sobbing and choking, tears raining down.

Seeing He An'an and He Zongchao coming out when they heard the voice, Fang Huimin shouted at them for the first time: "Go back to your room!" It's none of your business! ”

He Anan followed He Zongchao obediently and obediently turned his head and walked back, walked a few steps, and when he happened to be blocked by the wall, he stopped at the same time and looked out by the wall.

He Jianbin was really angry, his chest throbbed and throbbed, he stretched out his hand and pointed at He Fangyao: "Don't let your teacher call me tomorrow, even if I call me, I won't answer, no one will go to your school to lose this person for you!" ”

He Fangyao howled and cried, unable to say a complete sentence, and only muttered in his mouth: "I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." ”

Old man He sat on the sofa, looking at He Fangyao expressionlessly, the disappointment in his eyes was undisguised, except for stopping He Jianbin when he started beating people, the old man never said a word from beginning to end.

Fang Huimin was really angry, and she angrily reprimanded He Fangyao: "Who are you in love with this time?" Is this the time for you to study these things? You're in your third year of high school now, and you're going to take the college entrance examination next year, aren't you crazy! ”

He Fangyao just cried.

Fang Huimin hated that iron could not become steel: "No wonder your final grades fell so much last semester, just because of the study delayed by falling in love, right?" ”

When He Anan heard this, she figured out what was going on, she was a little surprised, could it be that He Fangyao was really with Song Liang?

He Fangyao likes Song Liang's matter, she has already noticed it, and when she first knew it, her mood was complicated for a while, and she couldn't say whether she was happy to see it happen or gloating.

Now, she watched He Fangyao begin to taste the bitter fruit little by little, and at the same time, she felt that while she was very happy, the resentment that had been in her heart from the previous life was slowly resolved.

He Anan looked at He Fangyao, who was in tears, shook his head, and turned to leave.

The head teacher of the first class of the third year of high school was extremely irritable in the past two days, and as soon as he got to work in the morning, he received a notice from the teaching office that the teaching office caught a couple of early love in the playground after school yesterday, and Fan Xuezhi of their class was involved in the investigation process.

The teacher in the teaching office said very clearly, it was explained by a boy named Song Liang in the first class of the second year of high school, saying that he was called to the playground by Fan Xuezhi last night, and the two of them also moved.

As soon as the head teacher heard Song Liang's name, she didn't get up with a look of disgust: "Why is this student again!" ”

The head teacher was so angry that Song Liang complained about Song Liang's admiration for He An'an, and complained to several teachers in the teaching office, and finally did not forget to make up his mind: "Our class Fan Xuezhi has always studied well, this child is usually sensible and obedient, excellent in character and learning, and has never disturbed classroom discipline, can he fight with others?" That's not possible. ”

Several teachers in the teaching office are obviously biased towards the students of the top three classes in high school, and they don't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, He An'an's class teacher is the leader of the school year group, and the size is also an official.

The head teacher finally returned to the class routinely, and casually found an excuse to call Fan Xuezhi to the office, and she was obviously tougher than her female classmates.

However, Fan Xuezhi is one of her protΓ©gΓ©s in the end, and the head teacher has a straight face, but his words are obviously partial: "Do you know a male classmate named Song Liang in the first class of the second year of high school?" ”

Fan Xuezhi looked at the teacher with a surprised expression on his face, and replied seriously: "Yes, we are neighbors in a compound. ”

The head teacher didn't expect this, listening to his honest answer, he agreed with his original judgment even more, and when he spoke, it turned from interrogation directly to small talk: "Last night, Song Liang fell in love with a girl in the liberal arts class on the playground and was arrested by the teaching office, he said that it was the playground you asked him to go to, is there such a thing?" ”

Fan Xuezhiren looks energetic, with innate righteousness between his eyebrows and eyes, and this person feels convincing for no reason when he looks at his face.

He shook his head and asked in disbelief, "Can't you?" I've never played with him, and I don't usually interact with him in the compound, so he actually said that I was looking for him? ”

As soon as the head teacher heard this, he immediately shared the enemy: "I knew that this kid must be talking nonsense, okay, you go back and study hard, since this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't have to think about it, I will look back and deal with it." ”

After Fan Xuezhi thanked the teacher, he turned around and left.

He turned out of the teacher's office, and when he walked to the corner of the stairs, he saw Sun Cong'an waiting there.

Fan Xuezhi walked over and patted Sun Cong'an on the shoulder enthusiastically: "Wait for me?" ”

Sun Cong'an tilted his head to look at the teacher's office behind him, and muttered in a low voice: "What do you call you?" My heart has been hanging in the air. ”

The corners of Fan Xuezhi's mouth moved, and he suppressed his expression: "Song Liang pouted me in the teaching office, and the teacher asked me to go over to understand the situation." ”

Sun Cong'an's face changed, and he said angrily: "He still has the face to pout you? This person is so shameless! ”

Fan Xuezhi didn't care: "It's okay, the teacher didn't believe him, let's go, go back to class." ”

Sun Cong'an walked back side by side with him, and before he had gone far, he saw Song Liang wearing a school uniform and shirt, standing on the edge of the corridor wall and looking straight over.

Sun Cong'an frowned and complained in a low voice: "Damn, how did this kid touch it." ”

Fan Xuezhi's footsteps did not stop, and continued to walk forward, the last trace of expression at the corner of his mouth converged without a trace, and his eyes slowly became cold, staring at Song Liang.

The two looked at each other quietly, studying the meaning in each other's eyes.

Fan Xuezhi walked in front of Song Liang and stood still, he looked at people coldly and didn't speak.

Song Liang glared at Fan Xuezhi, the light in his eyes was uncertain, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Fan Xuezhi's chest: "Fan Xuezhi!" You're a bad boy! Your mother's back is behind me! (To be continued.) )