Chapter 49 Calmness, Master Yan Takes Action [1 Update]

The director of moral education has been keeping an eye on Sheng Song for a long time, but he is indeed suffering from the lack of evidence.

He did not expect that when he was called over by the principal during the last break, he would get such a clear video.

He maliciously bullied and humiliated the new students who transferred to the school, and maliciously destroyed public and private property.

He would not only punish Sheng Song, but also give him a serious demerit!

But at the same time, the director of moral education was also a little puzzled.

He knew that the principal had always been frugal. Could it be that he had paid for the installation of new surveillance cameras out of his own pocket?

Sheng Song stared blankly at the surveillance video on the computer, watching his figure climb over the wall from outside the school to inside the school, and watching him tear up all of Ye Wanlan's books and exercise books in the classroom of Class 2 (1) of Senior High School.

The video was very clear, and not only that, it also captured his face.

"Director, I..." Sheng Song's back broke into a layer of cold sweat. He opened his mouth, but could not utter a complete sentence.

How could there be surveillance?

Obviously, after the lights were turned off at night, the surveillance cameras in No. 7 Middle School would not be turned on.

He knew this, so he did this.

"What?" The director of moral education looked at him coldly, "You want to say that this was not done by you? Do you want me to let the whole school see at the regular meeting on Monday whether the person inside is you?"

"Director, I was wrong, I am, I am..." Sheng Song could not refute.

He could not say that he was venting his anger on Sheng Yunyi,

"Be honest." The director of moral education did not want to say more to him, "You'd better behave well in the next year, otherwise you can't expect to eliminate this demerit."

Sheng Song left the director of moral education's office in disgrace.

He gritted his teeth, his expression gloomy.

If Ye Wanlan could not be dealt with in the school, he could let everyone exclude her.

When he was outside the school, he would not have so many restrictions.

On the other side, the principal's office.

"Student Ye, as long as you say so, I will immediately expel Sheng Song." The principal of No. 7 Middle School was furious, "It's really outrageous!"

"Principal, there's no need to expel him." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "You know, even if he is expelled, his family can find him another school, and he will continue to be arrogant. Let me watch him under my nose and solve it once and for all in the future, isn't it good?"

"Ah?!" The principal of No. 7 Middle School screamed.

What is this operation?

He wiped his sweat and continued, "Student Ye, this matter is also my negligence. All the surveillance cameras in the campus have been replaced with the latest models at noon today, and a lot of surveillance cameras have been added."

"Thank you for your hard work, principal." Ye Wanlan nodded.

"Not hard, not hard at all." The principal of No. 7 Middle School waved his hand.

She is obviously a little girl, why is he a little flattered by her praise?

At this moment, he felt like he was promoted and received an audience with the emperor.

He personally sent his nine buildings, no, Ye Wanlan out of the office.

"Wanlan, come on." Halfway through, the head of the physics group stopped her and took her back to the head of the physics group's office.

"Your participation in the physics competition has been decided. The preliminaries will be held in early September, the semi-finals will be held in mid-September, and the finals will be held in mid-October." He smiled and said, "If you get first place, you will have the opportunity to get extra points and be admitted! In addition, you can also participate in international competitions. Are you happy?"

Ye Wanlan nodded: "Thank you, Teacher Ren."

"There is a seven-day physics competition training camp during the summer vacation, you have to participate."

"It depends on the situation."

Physics group leader: "..."

Pop!

What broke?

It turned out to be his heart.

"That's fine, as long as you participate, it's good to be able to participate!" The head of the physics group flipped out a few books, "Take these reference books, although the content of the books is not difficult for you."

"Teacher Ren." Someone outside the door reported.

"Come in." The head of the physics group turned around and smiled again, "It's Xu Bai, you come too, this is our new classmate, you and her--"

"Teacher, I have a question for you." Su Xubai said, "It's urgent."

The head of the physics group was indeed diverted: "What question? Let me see."

Su Xubai walked around Ye Wanlan to avoid any close contact with her, and didn't even give her a glance.

You chose the history, chemistry and biology combination, what are you doing here in the physics group?

Find a teacher to get to know him?

There is no need.

Ye Wanlan put away the book: "Teacher, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, okay, go back and read the book carefully." The head of the physics group has already started to fall in love and hate with the physics questions.

Su Xubai glanced at the book in Ye Wanlan's hand.

"Physics Competition Tutorial", "Feynman Advanced Physics Lectures"... and several pure English books, all for learning physics competitions.

A history student studying physics?

If he is really capable of studying physics, he will not choose science.

Everyone knows that Shi Huasheng is a tiankeng combination, and there are many restrictions when choosing a major in college.

Su Xubai's expression became colder.

It is indeed as Sheng Song said, Ye Wanlan likes to pretend.

He really has no good feelings for her, and he won't have any in the future.

Time passed quickly, and it was soon time to go home.

"Fortunately, the moral education director didn't come to see you again today, and the crisis is over." Su Xueqing packed her schoolbag and hesitated again, "But I'm afraid Sheng Song is outside the school... Otherwise, ask a few more people to go together today?"

"Someone will pick me up on the way, don't worry." Ye Wanlan waved and said goodbye to her, "See you tomorrow."

"On the way? That's good, see you tomorrow." Su Xueqing was relieved and then left the class.

She looked up and met Su Xubai from Class 2 opposite.

Su Xubai also saw her, and his eyes were indifferent: "You must at least remember that your surname is Su, and avoid contacting people you shouldn't have contact with."

"It has nothing to do with you." Su Xueqing carried her schoolbag and left expressionlessly.

**

In the underground garage, Ye Banlan looked at the map: "The road is a bit congested today, let me drive."

"Miss Ye, no!"

"Miss Ye, please calm down!"

Both Binghe and Tiema were shocked.

If Ye Turning the Tide drove this car, would they still have a chance to survive today?

"You can't drive. How can you drive without a driver's license?" The space in the back row was unclear, "And you two, are you so ready to die?"

"The traffic will be over soon." Yan Tingfeng tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and said casually.

Sure enough, by the time they reached the red route marked on the map, the road was clear.

Thirty minutes later, the car stopped at Lin's house smoothly.

After Ye Banglan got out of the car, Binghe and Tiema breathed a sigh of relief.

Their lives were saved.

"Hello, Teacher Yan." Ye Banlan went upstairs and answered the phone, "What's the urgent matter you want to see me for?"

"Alan, it's not an emergency." Yan Tingyue said, "I want to ask you to accompany me to an art exhibition. I don't know when you will be free."

"Art exhibition?" Ye Banlan said, "I will go to a meeting on Saturday, and I can stay with you all day on Sunday."

"That's great." Yan Tingyue said with a smile, "The art exhibition will be on Sunday. We will go together then. I heard that there will be many works by famous artists this time, so you can take a good look at them."

**

On the other side, the Sheng family.

"Sister Yunyi, you are indeed right, Ye Banlan is so pretentious and cunning." Sheng Song clenched her fists, "She acted miserably in front of the teacher, so that I was remembered."

Sheng Yunyi frowned: "How could she do this?"

"Sister Yunyi, I was careless this time and didn't listen to your advice." Sheng Song became more and more frustrated, "I will plan carefully next time."

"Xiao Song, let's go have dinner." Sheng Yunyi did not nod or shake her head, but just ordered Butler Sheng softly.

"Yun Yi, I remember Zhou Tian's art exhibition. This opportunity should not be missed." Mrs. Sheng came down from upstairs. "After all, you will mainly develop in China in the future, and oil painting can only be a supplement. You must thoroughly understand 'Yongning Painting'" group'."

Sheng Yunyi nodded.

"The Fang family is so lucky to have bought a very mature painting from the "Yongning School"." Mrs. Sheng sighed, "It's no wonder they have such a vision. After all, they grew up playing calligraphy and painting."

Sheng Yunyi's heart skipped a beat: "Mom, when did they buy it? How much did it cost?"

"Just a few days ago, it was three million." Mrs. Sheng took a sip of tea gracefully. "If this number is doubled, it will be worthwhile."

three million?

The painting Ye Banglan picked up from the trash can actually belonged to the "Yongning School"?

For a time, Sheng Yunyi felt a variety of emotions in her heart, which were very complicated.

After a while, she smiled again and sighed.

Such a masterpiece, Turning the Tide at Night but understands nothing.

What a waste of resources.

After dinner, Sheng Song came out of the Sheng family's old house, feeling uncomfortable.

In the end, Ye Puanlan was fine, but he was marked down by the director of moral education.

Why?

Sheng Song scratched his head and scratched his head, thinking hard about what method to use to punish Ye Banlan so that he could express his bad temper for Sheng Yunyi.

Or else just find someone to cripple you?

And suddenly, Sheng Song felt as if he had fallen into the ice and snow. The cold was biting, and the temperature seemed to plummet in an instant.

"What the hell is the weather..." Sheng Song was wearing short sleeves and couldn't help but rub his arms.

He also had a driver to take him there, but he was not allowed to enter the villa area and could only wait outside.

Sheng Song quickened his pace, but a figure appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

"Who is it?" Sheng Song became nervous and asked cautiously.

He knew that the people in this villa area were either noble or noble.

The night was deep and the crescent moon was like a hook, making it impossible to see the man's face clearly.

His tone was gentle and his smile was soft: "You touched the gift I gave her. I'm very unhappy. What should I do?"

good morning~

Really don’t mess with crazy people:) Especially those like Brother Yan who only see blood.