Chapter 589: Good Show
Without waiting for anyone to talk, Chen Changming had already entered the house.
I could feel it, and he wanted to hold me on the spot in the next second.
After a few seconds, Chen Changming suddenly smiled, then turned his head to look at me, and then looked at the shoes on my feet.
"Can I see the soles of your shoes?"
He wouldn't say this for no reason, and my heart shook slightly, so I took off my shoes and kicked him in front of him.
Chen Changming didn't dislike it at all, picked up the soles of his shoes and looked at them, and then put his hand on the windowsill and touched it.
"The dirt on the soles of your shoes is the same as the one on the windowsill."
It's broken.
This is what I brought back from my digging in the woods today!
It occurred to me that it had rained the other day, and the woods were particularly muddy.
Chen Changming has pointed the finger at me, or rather, he has identified it as me.
As long as I don't get a satisfactory answer, I'll die tonight.
On the other hand, I know very well that I have to survive tonight anyway, or I will lose all my efforts.
"Huh?" Chen Changming shook the soles of his shoes at me: "Why don't you speak?"
My mind was spinning, and I suddenly laughed, "You suspect that I was the one who set the fire?"
"No, no, no." Chen Changming hurriedly waved his hand: "I'm just curious, why is there dirt on the windowsill?"
"Well-behaved, you're not going to stand on the windowsill, are you?"
I slapped my head and pretended to realize, "We met at school today, right?"
Chen Changming nodded: "Indeed, I remember."
"Where did we meet?"
"The path to the left of the dormitory."
I clapped my hands hard, "I thank you for remembering, or you would have wronged me today."
"There are flowers and plants on both sides of the path, and the ground is muddy, am I right?"
Seeing him nod, I continued, "After we separated, I didn't see clearly, stepped into a puddle, and when I came back, I hung my shoes on the windowsill."
"Is there a problem with that?"
"You remember everything, and I'll be able to prove my innocence, right? You are my best witness!"
Taking advantage of Chen Changming's speech, I threw a few words out like a cannonball, and immediately turned myself into the role of a victim.
Even if he had 10,000 thoughts about killing me, there were a bunch of people outside watching.
He can't just and then pump back, right?
Chen Changming's face was obviously pale, and he put his shoes on the ground with an embarrassed smile: "Don't think about it, I'm just worried about the safety of the people at school."
"Okay, okay, let's all disperse."
Chen Changming took the lead and walked out, and I didn't say anything more, just closed the door.
I watched their backs from the window as they left, and I felt like a mirror in my heart that the war between me and him had been thoroughly clarified.
In the morning, people called me one after another from around seven o'clock, and without exception, they were all parents I had contacted.
Even if they said on the phone yesterday that they didn't believe it, after all, it was a matter of life and death, and they all arrived earlier than anyone else.
And I just told them on the phone, don't be impatient, wait slowly.
Around ten o'clock, I carefully checked the call records, a total of more than 10 parents, almost arrived.
So, the show begins.
As I walked down, I called Xiaomei and arranged a job for her by the way.
I want her eyes to fall on Chen Changming all the time.
When I got downstairs, I realized that Chen Changming was leading a group of teachers and was already standing outside the gate.
Indeed, this is a university, not a kindergarten, and now is not the time to start school, so many parents have popped up in the cold, which is enough to attract people's eyes.
I heard the arguments of this group of parents from afar, and Chen Changming kept talking to them, but the parents didn't buy it.
Xiaomei and I walked over slowly, pushed through the crowd, and asked with a smile.
"Why? So lively?"
Someone next to him said, "This group of people are parents, and they have to come here to find their own children."
"Those students have been graduating for several years, and they have been working for a long time, isn't this a neurotic?"
Chen Changming, who was standing in the center of the parents, suddenly widened his eyes: "Who is mentally ill? How do you speak?"
The person next to him immediately shut up, and Chen Changming smiled again: "You have something to tell me, I am the principal."
"It's not you who called us, we're not looking for you!"
I took a few more steps forward and said, "They're looking for me."
In an instant, the atmosphere was completely solemn.
I watched as Chen Changming's face turned from white to red, and then from red to white.
If it weren't for the crowd, I'm afraid he would have stabbed me a few times on the spot.