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"My uncle..."

Ye Maoshan interrupted at this moment: "What's wrong with your uncle?"

Jiang Zongjin was having a headache because of this student, when he suddenly heard Mr. Ye's voice, he looked up with a surprised expression: "Mr. Ye?"

So much so that he didn't notice Liang Conglin behind him.

And that boy also turned his head, looked at the old man who answered the conversation, narrowed his eyes, and said wildly: "My uncle is..."

Before he finished speaking, he noticed Liang Conglin who was following behind Ye Maoshan: "Uncle."

"Shut up!" Liang Conglin was about to be scared to death by him, and scowled angrily, "Your mother sent you to Beijing to study, is that how you study?"

The boy was startled by the scolding, shrunk his neck, and immediately noticed out of the corner of his eye that his classmates were watching.

He immediately stiffened his neck again, pointed at Jiang Zongjin and said, "He deliberately failed my department."

"You!" Liang Conglin was about to die of anger from him, his fingertips were trembling with anger, his lips were trembling and he didn't speak for a long while.

It was Jiang Zongjin who watched his eyes and nose, and explained politely: "This student failed to complete his homework three times in a row. According to the rules in my class, he will be regarded as a failure. He needs to take the make-up exam at the end of the semester. I didn't know he was the principal's nephew. But no matter who he is, he has to follow the school rules."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Liang Conglin's face became hot, flushed with embarrassment.

"He is my cousin's child. I haven't seen him a few times. When I saw him before, he was quite a sensible child. I didn't know he was so..."

Ye Maoshan didn't give him a chance to continue. He glanced at the boy and interrupted Liang Conglin's explanation: "You know now."

Liang Conglin's back was sweating profusely, and if there was anything he didn't understand, he immediately said, "I will deal with it according to the school rules."

The first motto of Tsinghua University is to respect teachers.

Liang Le's behavior obviously does not conform to this school motto and school rules, at least he must be recorded as a major demerit, and if there are other matters, the school can expel him...

Liang Le also realized that something was wrong, turned his head, and took a look at Ye Maoshan, but he usually couldn't get in touch with people in this circle.

He didn't recognize Ye Maoshan's identity, and his eyes looking up and down were extraordinarily presumptuous.

Liang Conglin was afraid that he would piss him off again, so he immediately called out to him, "Get out of here!"

"Uncle." Liang Le pursed his lips, feeling aggrieved, not understanding why his uncle didn't give him face in front of outsiders.

"Shut up now!"

Liang Conglin twitched cheekily, wishing he could be sent back to his hometown, but now is not the time to settle accounts, so he can only step forward and drag him back.

He just wanted Liang Le to shut up quickly and stop talking.

It's not good for this little ancestor to provoke anyone. He ran to provoke Professor Jiang, and was bumped into by Mr. Ye... He has a few old faces enough to sell face to others.

Liang Conglin looked at Ye Maoshan, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, and couldn't say the words "Ye Lao give me face".

Ye Maoshan did not give him this kind of face, and said bluntly: "I don't care about your family situation, Tsingtao is the number one university and absolutely does not allow such students!"

The words that Liang Cong came to his lips turned into a bitter smile: "Yes, you have taught me that. This is my fault. I really didn't know it before."

"Now that I know, I should be punished, and I should be investigated. He also investigated other teachers in the same way." Ye Maoshan was also known for his strict discipline in the past.