Because Si Yan was sitting in the back row of Yu Jing'er, Yu Jing'er turned her head to look at Si Yan, she just remembered that the design draft on this painting was not the dress she looked at Si Yan that day, at first she saw it as a skirt, it turned out to be not a skirt, it was a coat......

Si Yan chuckled at Yu Jing'er's puzzled gaze, she didn't want to expose herself for the time being......

Yu Jing'er turned around, although she didn't know what Si Yan meant, but Si Yan didn't say anything, she couldn't say anything, so let's wait and see!

Seeing that He Yuming's face was not very good, the principal was also anxious on the side, and asked the teacher in the third year of high school in a low voice, "Who drew it?" The teachers shook their heads, saying they didn't know, they really didn't know who it was......

"Can this student explain the specific place and time when you picked up this painting?" Just now, the female teacher came out again and asked.

Wen Yurou is now embarrassed to death on the stage, when the teacher said that she wanted to participate in this submission, and the painting she was going to participate in was lost, she looked for a day and didn't find it, it was almost the deadline, she didn't have time to paint again, just when she wanted to give up, she saw a boy was bumped, the trash can in his hand overturned on the ground, the boy quickly picked up the trash that fell out and returned to the trash can, but he missed this one, Wen Yurou stepped forward to pick it up and wanted to stop the boy, but the boy ran fast, All of a sudden, he was gone.

Wen Yurou wanted to leave, she didn't want to help others pick up garbage, but suddenly saw that the corners and corners of the crumpled paper looked like a painting, and she picked up the paper ball, spread it out and saw that it was a design draft, regardless of the dead horse as a live horse doctor, she smoothed the paper and handed the design draft to the teacher.

Wen Yurou told the female teacher the truth, of course, it was slightly changed in the middle, for example, she didn't want to pick up the garbage, but she picked up the garbage and wanted to stop the classmate, and the classmate walked too fast and didn't hear it, so she opened it later, and it became like this by mistake......

"Is that male classmate at the scene at this time? Which one is it, please stand up! Duan Changqian used the microphone to state the things that Wen Yurou had just stated again, and wanted to find out the boy.

As soon as the boy heard it, he knew it was him, and he was the one who happened to be on duty that day, and he was the one who accidentally knocked over the garbage while taking out the garbage......

Why did all the bad luck happen to him? Because Class 7 sat relatively far back, the boy didn't hear the conversation on the stage in front of him, and simply thought that he had taken out the garbage and dropped a garbage and was cue......

The boy stood up, and Wei Yan watched the students in his class stand up and hurriedly walked to his side.

"May I ask this classmate, did you dump the garbage from your class that night?" Duan Chang saw the boy stand up and began to ask, "Yes!" The boy nodded, although Duan Chang didn't hear the boy's voice, but he still understood when he nodded......

She put down the microphone and came to He Yuming and other teachers and the principal's side, "The painting is from Class 7!" The headmaster nodded and motioned for her to ask again......

"Then may I ask this classmate......" Duan Chang's words were interrupted before she could finish speaking, and she watched Si Yan get up from her seat and then walk towards the stage.

Si Yan didn't like others to be embarrassed because of his own affairs, he didn't want to expose it, thinking that they would give up if they couldn't find anyone, but now it has developed like this......