"Teacher Yin, you are looking for me." He Beifan looked at him a little puzzled, not knowing how Yin Dixiao's face could be so serious, "Is there something wrong with you?" Bei Fan looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes were no longer as bright as before, but more depressed.

"Beifan." Yin Dixiao looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Teacher, if you have something, just say it, there's no need to babble." He Beifan seemed to see Yin Dixiao's hesitation, but he didn't know what he was worried about.

"Beifan, you transfer to my class, I welcome you." Yin Dixiao did not go straight to the point, but beat around the bush, which made He Beifan sound very uncomfortable. The young man looked at him intently, and he still couldn't guess what Yin Dixiao was going to say.

"But, you should also observe classroom discipline." The expression on Yin Dixiao's face became more and more indifferent, "I know, what I said couldn't be simpler than in your opinion, and you have already mastered it." He paused again and continued, "But it wouldn't hurt you to review it again, would it?" He persuaded bitterly, and it seemed to have some resentment.

"Teacher Yin, I ......" He Beifan looked confused, he didn't know what Yin Dixiao was talking about, what was abiding by class discipline, what was learning from the past, what he did wrong, he didn't know it himself. Hence the stupid look.

The more He Beifan looked like this, the more angry Yin Dixiao became, "Beifan, you violated discipline in class, just correct it yourself, I don't want to say anything more about such a trivial matter." What he said was overflowing with helplessness.

This made Beifan even more puzzled, if he was counted down, there would be nothing, and he would not be able to criticize. It's just that he was blamed by Yin Dixiao so cluelessly, and he didn't know what was wrong, so he was really unwilling.

So he emboldened, "Teacher Yin, I don't understand why you say that, I didn't violate classroom discipline. I have indeed mastered the content of your lecture. But I wasn't lazy, I was still listening intently. He Beifan didn't lie, he was really serious in today's class.

Beifan's words made Yin Dixiao even more surprised, "He Beifan, if you do something wrong, just correct it." There's nothing wrong with that, everyone makes mistakes, and you don't have to be embarrassed. "But if you don't admit it, how can you improve yourself?" The middle-aged man's words were questioning Beifan, more of a reproach.

"But, teacher, I really don't know what I'm doing wrong." He Beifan was forced by Yin Dixiao to say what was in his heart, and he shook his head a little helplessly, hoping to gain his trust.

"You don't know what's wrong with you?" Yin Dixiao looked at the young man's tired face and really started to get annoyed, he slapped the blackboard eraser on the lectern table, "Don't you know what you did wrong?" Okay, then tell me, why did Ren Shupeng say that you disturbed him in class and affected the quality of his class? Why would he sue me like that? Have I wronged you? ”

"Huh?" He Beifan felt that the whole world was joking with him, "Ren Shupeng has sued you, how is it possible?" Beifan said, his brows inadvertently twisted together, and he subconsciously turned around to look at Ren Shupeng in the seat. This kid stabbed him in the back without doing anything. Why is he He Beifan so unlucky, he has just escaped from Deng Wen's spell, and now he has fallen into Ren Shupeng's trap, of course Beifan doesn't know that Deng Wen is also in this class.

Look at Ren Shupeng again, he is immersed in reading the music theory book, and seems to ignore everything. Naturally, he didn't notice that He Beifan was turning around and looking at him in surprise.

"You don't have to look at him." Yin Dixiao's order made Beifan turn around, "Just ask yourself, what are you doing in class?" The middle-aged man looked at the young man's unrepentant face and sighed unconsciously, "Beifan, it stands to reason that I shouldn't blame you too much when you come to my class on the first day." However, there are some proportions, and you should know it very well in your own heart. ”

Having said all this, it seems that admitting mistakes is He Beifan's best choice, but he doesn't. He Beifan has never admitted such an unexplained mistake. The young man's face turned a little red, but his tone was firm, "Teacher Yin, you really wronged me." I just asked Ren Shupeng a word in class, and I didn't tell him anything else. How did it affect the quality of his classes? His expression was very calm, and he was dissatisfied with Yin Dixiao's inexplicable number.

Beifan's words made Yin Dixiao even more angry, he obviously didn't believe his nonsense. Compared with He Beifan, Ren Shupeng is also his more important student, and the two of them are almost equal in his heart, so Yin Dixiao thinks that the two of them can sit together, which can also play a role in promoting each other. He Beifan is good, on the first day, he caused such a disaster.

"You only said one word." Yin Dixiao glanced at He Beifan angrily, "Then you mean Ren Shupeng is lying?" Do you think I'll take your word for it? The middle-aged man didn't know why He Beifan became like this, he felt that the young man was running the train with his mouth full.

"Really." Beifan's voice was full of pleading, "I don't care if you believe it or not, but that's the way it is. He wished that Yin Dixiao could believe his words, but he didn't.

Who knows, Yin Dixiao went straight into a frenzy, "He Beifan, you treat me as a three-year-old child, right?" His eyebrows were locked together, and the expression on his face was very sad, "You are the first day to come to my class, so you and Ren Shupeng don't know each other and have no grievances, what reason does he have to sue you for being black?" Unless he has a problem with his brain. Yin Dixiao's words are hard to hear, but according to normal logic, it is true.

He Beifan also had nothing to say, he didn't know how to refute him, Ren Shupeng, this kid must have a sick brain, and he was very sick. Even because of his simple words, he complained to Yin Dixiao, and there was no one.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Yin Dixiao wanted to force him, "Huh? He Beifan, tell me yourself, whether you have done anything wrong. Otherwise, why didn't Ren Shupeng say goodbye, he didn't say that others had influenced him to study, so he just took you out, didn't you do anything wrong? ”

It's really a cow that doesn't drink water and presses his head, and there is a kind of helplessness called the teacher who thinks you're wrong. But how could He Beifan be such an easy person to admit defeat, the truth he believed, the nine cows didn't want to pull it back.

"I'm not wrong." Bei Fan's voice was very loud, and there was indescribable firmness in his eyes, "I just said a word, it's his own problem." "That's how young and frivolous you are, always so stubborn.

He Beifan's rebuttal really surprised Yin Dixiao and exceeded his bottom line. Beifan's stubbornness had exhausted the man's patience, "He Beifan, there's no need for you to explain it to me anymore. ”

Yin Dixiao's voice suddenly rose an octave higher, "Didn't you say that you were right?" Then you can write a check tonight, reflect on what you did wrong, and put it on the table in my music room tomorrow morning. The man's voice suddenly lowered again, and his eyes were full of disappointment, "You go back." ”

As soon as the sound fell, seeing the back of He Beifan leaving, Yin Dixiao suddenly felt an inexplicable self-blame, this child had only been in his class for the first day, was he a little too serious. It's just a trivial matter, so why do you need to be so angry. But what you say is the water that is spilled, and you can't get it back.

He Beifan bit his lower lip, his nose wrinkled, he felt full of dissatisfaction, plus some grievances. Why didn't Yin Dixiao believe what he said, he didn't have such an attitude towards himself before. How good is it for him to let Shupeng learn, in the face of his unreasonable trouble, Yin Dixiao is still facing him.

Adjusted to a new class, shouldn't he He Beifan be happy? It's a big joke that you have to hand in a test on the first day of class here. Beifan thought about it, looking at the young man sitting in the seat and reading seriously, his teeth itched with anger.

Although there was an injury on his foot, He Beifan's anger made him forget the pain, and he walked towards Ren Shupeng angrily, like an injured little beast trying to get justice for himself.

Walking to the seat, He Beifan didn't say anything, just picked up the music theory book on the corner of the table and slapped it on the table with a "snap", which startled Ren Shupeng, who was writing notes, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at He Beifan's eyes wide open, staring at himself, with obvious anger on his face.

"What are you doing to disturb my reading." Ren Shupeng was finally willing to speak, but his tone was full of complaints. His anger was only brief for a second, and he was ready to bury his head and continue to do his homework. He Beifan was furious and closed his textbook.

"What am I doing? I also want to ask what are you going to do? "He Beifan has a good temper, he doesn't lose his temper often. But once the fire broke out, the roof was shaking, and the class suddenly fell silent, and the students stopped what they were doing and looked at him blankly.

"Ren Shupeng, why did I, He Beifan, provoke you? Why are you suing me? The tendons on his face burst out, and it looked a little scary.

Ren Shupeng's pen slipped from his hand, looking at the angry He Beifan, but he seemed to understand or not, and scratched his head a little puzzled, "What are you talking about?" What have I sued you? He really looked innocent, looking at Ren Shupeng's face, he didn't seem to think of such a thing.

"Don't pretend to be confused with me." He Beifan gritted his teeth, he became more and more excited, obviously not planning to spare him so easily, "Did you tell Teacher Yin that I violated classroom discipline in class?" Hey, I can't figure it out, why did I affect your studies? You say, you explain it to me. "Bei Fan is not a calculating person, but he really needs a reason for him to admit his mistake obediently, so that he can complete that unclear examination.

Unexpectedly, Ren Shupeng not only didn't feel the loss, but also gave him a fierce look, "Isn't it?" Didn't you interfere with my class? I don't know why, He Beifan obviously didn't do anything wrong, but now he makes Ren Shupeng a little weak-hearted.

"I just asked you a question." Bei Fan's voice lowered significantly, "Does it affect the quality of your lectures?" ”

"Or else? Isn't a word a word? Ren Shupeng didn't bother to talk to He Beifan, he didn't look at him directly, and opened the textbook on the desk.

Looking at He Beifan again, he snorted softly like a deflated ball, suddenly lost his temper, and sat down at the desk.