From February to May, it has always been the hardest time for students to endure at school, because in addition to April Fool's Day, there is only Valentine's Day, which has nothing to do with most of them.

When the first spring breeze blows, new shoots begin to emerge on the branches, they break through the hard bark, poke their heads out, and look at the outside world vigorously, but they do not know that their arrival will bring vitality to this school.

But the school teacher brought a relatively different kind of news, but it also did not provoke the students.

"What the hell is this!"

Director Yao pointed to the blackboard newspaper of the class and yelled, the classmates in the class did not welcome his arrival, but Director Yao didn't seem to feel it.

The saliva that popped out of the corner of his mouth splashed on the blackboard, but he was not embarrassed, glanced at it, turned to look at the English teacher who was teaching, and said with a straight face: "Teacher Ye, take up some of your time." ”

This sentence did not seem like a request, but the tone was so serious that it seemed to be a declaration without warning, and Director Yao began to continue his preaching without waiting for her consent.

Teacher Ye's gesture of raising his hand was suspended in the air, and then he put it down awkwardly, so there was another person who hated him in this classroom.

"Actually, I think it's pretty good." Xia Yuan said to Su Xin secretly.

"I think so too." Su Xin looked at Director Yao, shook his head, and sighed: "Who made him Director of Discipline and Discipline." ”

"When I gave out the task, I made it clear that the blackboard newspaper should promote the theme of the beauty of mathematics, and it should also bring praise to the motherland." His hands waved in the air, perhaps for emphasis, but all these movements seemed excessive, and the other school leaders behind him looked helpless, as if they wanted to advise him, and raised and lowered their hands, as if to indicate that they did not want to set him on fire.

In the face of the disgusted eyes of his classmates, he turned a blind eye, and then shouted, "This blackboard newspaper obviously does not reflect the latter!" Draw so many figures, why keep them? ”

He then turned his gaze to the class, with an invisible sense of oppression, and lowered the heads of many people, as if the next second he looked at him, he would suffer.

In the few seconds of silence, the air became solemn.

"Your class!" He knocked on the blackboard: "Who is the propaganda commissioner?" ”

Everyone turned their eyes to Zhou Junlan, she raised her hand tremblingly and turned her head.

Director Yao instantly frowned: "Stand up!" Is there no politeness at all? This roar was like a rope, tied to Zhou Junlan, and dragged her up.

"Aren't you also out of the blackboard?" Xu Xuanyue whispered to Ke Yuhan.

"Well, since the graphics are mentioned, he should call me, it's just a matter of time." Ke Yuhan was angry at this time, and his fists were clenched under the table, ready to fight the exquisite graphics he had drawn.

"Come here." Director Yao said.

Zhou Junlan lowered her head, her steps were heavy, as if she felt before rushing to the execution ground, and she walked with great reluctance.

"This ......," Director Yao said, "You painted it?" ”

Hearing this, Ke Yuhan took a deep breath, dusted off his clothes, and prepared to stand up.

"Yes, I painted it." Although Zhou Junlan's voice was small, it was extra prominent and firm in the quiet classroom......

When Zhou Junlan came out of the school office, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, Ke Yuhan and Xu Xuanyue specially picked her up at the door, Zhou Junlan saw Ke Yuhan for the first time, and immediately turned her face away, not wanting him to notice her embarrassment, but she was still sobbing.

Xu Xuanyue helped Zhou Junlan back to class, and she asked Ke Yuhan to walk behind, not next to Zhou Junlan. There were many people in the class, who kept asking and comforting Zhou Junlan who was lying on the table. Her body couldn't stop shaking, and she didn't slow down until class, because tomorrow was the weekend, and in the end, Wang Xiu gave her half a day off, and the same table volunteered to take her home.

"If I'm not wrong, Zhou Junlan is taking the blame for me, right?" Ke Yuhan asked.

"It couldn't be more obvious." Xu Xuanyue touched her forehead and said.

Xu Xuanyue began to think about it, if it was herself, would she have the courage to do this for Ke Yuhan, her ears seemed to ring at the door of her school office again, hearing the scolding words of Director Yao and other teachers, she admired Director Yao for being able to speak so loudly without a dirty word, but also resentful of his impersonal attitude.

"Why would she do that?" Ke Yuhan was puzzled.

"I was at the door just now, listening to Zhou Junlan's words, I felt uncomfortable palpitations, it was Lan Lan's words, she must not be able to accept such criticism." After speaking, Xu Xuanyue's annoyance suddenly exploded: "Did you say that this Director Yao is sick!" And how well we painted, came up with such tricky topics, and then the words were so ugly, I felt that there was nothing wrong with the paintings that followed! Depend on! ”

She was also lying on the table, her face flushed with anger.

"She's ...... Why do you want to do this......" Ke Yuhan repeated this sentence, thinking for an afternoon, but still couldn't come up with an answer.

After Zhou Junlan returned home, she locked herself in the house and couldn't come out, nestled in the bed and cried, and the maid knocked on the door for a long time, but still couldn't persuade her to open it.

"What? You say you drew the math graphs? Wang Xiu almost squirted out a sip of hot tea.

"Yes." Ke Yuhan said: "To be precise, I also gave Zhou Junlan a little advice on board books, but in terms of mathematical graphics, she asked me to help draw them." ”

Ke Yuhan didn't understand why Zhou Junlan did this, but what he knew was that he should take this responsibility.

"If you want to talk about Director Yao, ......" Teacher Ye on the other side bit his lip and said: "It's really a bit of a rush, Zhou Junlan, I know, is a very quiet and gentle child, and I also like the blackboard newspaper that the two of you cooperate, I think Director Yao is a little picky." ”

"Hmm......" Wang Xiu nodded, and then asked, "Then what are you here for?" ”

"I want to meet with Director Yao to clarify." Ke Yuhan said. "If something goes wrong with my graphics, I can't let Zhou Junlan bear the consequences of my mistakes no matter what."

Teacher Ye looked at the high-spirited young man in front of him, thought of Zhou Junlan's bold approach, and then showed a smile.

"Teacher Wang." Teacher Ye pulled Ke Yuhan to his side and said, "I'll talk to him." She leaned into Ke Yuhan's ear and whispered......

Ke Yuhan walked out of the office, stunned in place, not knowing where to go, although he had finished school, he always felt that something had not been done, preventing him from taking the step of going home.

"How's it going?" The voice came from the side, Ke Yuhan turned his head and saw Xu Xuanyue leaning against the wall and looking at himself, it seemed that he was waiting for himself to come out.

Ke Yuhan shook his head: "The teacher didn't agree. ”

"Do you feel guilty?" Xu Xuanyue said, carefully observing Ke Yuhan's facial expression.

Ke Yuhan frowned painfully, as if under great pressure, and said, "I want to figure out why Zhou Junlan is blamed. ”

Xu Xuanyue smiled, lowered her head and pondered for a while, as if she was hesitating about something, and then her gloomy eyes gradually flashed and she strengthened her determination.

"Whoa." Xu Xuanyue took out a note from her pocket and handed it to Ke Yuhan.

"What is this?"

"It's written on it to solve this problem, I'll see it later, you'll understand." Xu Xuanyue patted Ke Yuhan on the shoulder, then staggered his shoulder with him and walked downstairs.

Ke Yuhan slowly unfolded the note, and his brows relaxed......