Chapter 249: Three-year-old looks at the younger and seven-year-old looks at the old (26)

It's not so much a video of stealing money as a video of transferring money.

It turned out that there was a lot of money at that time, and the study committee members who collected the money didn't feel comfortable putting it in the classroom, so they locked it in a locker in their casual school bags and prepared to hand it over to the head teacher after everyone had paid in the physical education class.

It's just that I guess bad thoughts will come out later.

"You say, what did the head teacher think, so much money is kept for the students." Jiang Ru was staggered.

Eleven said: "More than 20,000? Their school is an aristocratic private school, and the annual tuition fee is more than 100,000 yuan, and their usual pocket money is tens of thousands. 20,000 is not a lot for the students of the school, and 20,000 in cash is just that. 】

Ginger is like a dead fish's eye.

She has a feeling that the system is showing off her wealth.

She decisively changed the topic, "Then how did Wei Yifeng get in?" ”

[The host can check the memory of the original owner.] 】

Because Jiang Ru plays an amnesiac person, he basically doesn't need his previous memories, so he feels like he hasn't seen much of the original owner's memories.

Jiang Ru recalled the memory of the original owner.

It turned out that Wei Yifeng was able to enter that school, and he had a certain relationship with the original owner.

Chen Qin begged to the original owner, although the original owner was very bad for his son, but he was also a good person, otherwise he would not have so much merit.

She helped to tell the principal, and Wei Yifeng's grades were very good, so the school waived the tuition and miscellaneous fees for Jiang Ru's sake.

Therefore, these two mothers and daughters are simply revenge.

But Jiang Ru is more curious: the original owner's face is really not small.

In the school, the classmates talked about Zhou Shaolin's affairs, and some people asked Wei Yifeng for confirmation.

Wei Yifeng always said that this is Zhou Shaolin's privacy and cannot be leaked casually.

But in the eyes of the rest of her classmates, the reason why she didn't say anything was because Zhou Shaolin really stole the class fee, not to mention that she didn't want Zhou Shaolin to be embarrassed.

Despite the whispers and pointing around, Zhou Shaolin has always been calm.

Even Wei Yifeng's occasional look at him with schadenfreude in his eyes, he didn't speak.

He knows that for those who don't believe in themselves, any explanation is a cover-up, an excuse.

He was very calm, but his tablemate Brother Qian was a little anxious.

"Xiaolinzi, it can't go on like this, who wrote this blog, it's too bad, obviously there is no evidence and he still talks nonsense!"

Zhou Shaolin reassured: "It's okay, it'll be fine after a while, you better sit down, the class bell is ringing." ”

Gossip can't stand the ravages of time.

This time, he was not afraid of these gossips.

"That's not ...... Ay!? Xiaolinzi! Something is out! Brother Qian suddenly saw something on his mobile phone, and jumped up with his mobile phone, "Xiaolinzi!" Look! ”

Everyone in the classroom looked at him.

"Zhao Ziqian! I didn't hear the class bell! Also, who told you to bring your phone to school ?! I said that I was not allowed to bring my mobile phone to school! It's all the wind in your ears?! A loud voice exploded in everyone's ears.

I saw Mr. Hong standing on the podium and patting the podium fiercely.

His gaze swept over Zhou Shaolin without a trace, and said angrily: "Zhao Ziqian! Hand in your phone yet! ”

Brother Qian had no choice but to hand over the mobile phone in a frustration.

Mr. Hong put his phone in the drawer of the lectern and slapped the table, drawing everyone's attention to himself.

"Students, before class, the teacher wants to say something to you.

You are all students of the new era, you should have your own cognition, learn to discern the truth by yourself, and don't follow the crowd! Just look at some things on the Internet, don't take them to real life and affect others!

You are now in the second semester of your sophomore year of high school, and you are about to enter your third year of high school, what you have to do is to study hard, instead of playing with your mobile phone and watching gossip every day!

If you have that time, you might as well memorize one more word! You must know that not all of you are excellent in your parents, and you will have to leave your parents' wings one day and grow up alone! Do you want to hear people say all the time, it's the son or daughter of so-and-so? ”

Mr. Hong's last sentence touched the hearts of many students in the audience.

"I don't want to!" The students shouted in unison.

They are young and rebellious, and they especially don't like it when others mention their names, they only say whose son or daughter they are, and they can't even remember their names.

That makes them feel like they're just an incidental product.

Seeing their high momentum, Teacher Hong nodded with satisfaction.

"Then you should learn more knowledge and strive to become better people! Good! Class! Open to page 135 of the textbook, and today we will talk about ......"

Brother Qian sat upright, pretending to listen to the lecture carefully and take notes, but in fact he was secretly writing a small note to Zhou Shaolin.

- Xiaolinzi, your unjust case has been solved!

Zhou Shaolin read the note and his heart jumped.

He glanced at Teacher Hong on the podium and carefully wrote down a note.

- What do you mean?

Brother Qian wrote hard.

- Someone posted a video that was confirmed to have been stolen by the study committee members of your class!

Zhou Shaolin read the note and was stunned.

The class fee was actually stolen by the study committee? But the money is his keeping.

Why did he do it?

Brother Qian smashed Zhou Shaolin's arm with his elbow, "What's wrong?" He mouth-to-mouthed.

Zhou Shaolin shook his head and gave him a look in the direction of the podium.

Said after class.

Brother Qian looked at the podium, and Mr. Hong's eyes had already seen it.

He didn't want to be punished for standing, so he quickly sat upright and listened carefully.

Classes are like years and years, and finally the bell rings for the end of class.

Brother Qian couldn't wait to pick up Zhou Shaolin and asked, "Xiaolinzi!" Tell me about it! What's going on with this study committee? He stole your class fee! ”

Hearing Zhou Shaolin say that the class fee was kept by the study committee, Brother Qian suddenly shouted: "Then he is not a guard and a thief!" A thief shouts to catch a thief?! He hid the money himself, and then pretended to be stolen, but it just so happened that you didn't have any evidence that you didn't go into the classroom alone, so you became a backbiter? ”

Hearing what Brother Qian said, the people next to him all gathered around.

"What's going on? What happened? ”

Brother Qian got the opportunity, and immediately told them what happened, and specially asked them to take out their mobile phones and search for the video to show them.

It's okay not to look at it, but this time, everyone was shocked.

"No, it won't! This guy is too bad, isn't he? ”

"Yes, he obviously hid the money himself, but he actually said that the money was lost, and he blamed Zhou Shaolin!"

"Didn't you notice? This person is the one who blogs! ”

"What do you mean?"

"You continue to look at the analysis post below, which is written."

"Really! In other words, the person who sent Zhou Shaolin's photo to complain about him stealing class pay is this person who steals class pay! ”

"He's too thick-skinned, isn't he?"

"Then didn't we misunderstand Zhou Shaolin before?"

"Yes, then should you apologize to Xiao Linzi?" Brother Qian crossed his waist and said.

He said, how could his friend be a thief!