Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

Gold medal class.

Xue Jiayi looked at the burn on Zhong Min's hand and was very worried. "Minmin, what happened?"

Zhong Min deliberately covered up and hesitantly said, "I'm fine, Jiayi."

The more this happened, the more anxious Xue Jiayi became. "What happened?"

Zhong Min is always the first to complain. She hung her head with red eyes and cried, "I accidentally spilled the water in the cup and scalded Jiang Wangshu, but she actually poured the hot water directly on my hand."

"What? Are you saying she deliberately poured hot water on your hand?" Xue Jiayi was shocked.

Zhong Min's expression changed immediately, and he felt very aggrieved. "Yes, Jiayi, I really was careless. I didn't expect her to do this!"

Their voices were quite loud and attracted everyone's attention at once. The female students in the front row heard it and turned around to see that Zhong Min's white and tender hands were covered with blisters from the burns.

The female classmate covered her mouth in disbelief, "Oh my God, Minmin, your hand is badly burned."

The people next to him also came over and said, "Was it Jiang Wangshu from the International Class who did this? How could she be so vicious? It's true that poor places breed bad people."

"Yeah, she has such a bad mind!"

"She is a country girl who dares to do this simply because she relies on Master Jue's love for her."

There are many boys in the international class who like Xue Jiayi and Zhong Min. When they heard these words, their tempers were immediately aroused and they slammed the table angrily, "They are too bullying to rely on their wealth."

"Don't be afraid, Zhong Min. Let's go find Jiang Wangshu and make her apologize to you!"

Adolescents are easily angered and easily provoked. Someone stood up and said, "Yes, I'll go talk to Teacher Lan. She will definitely help us get justice!"

Zhong Min lowered his head to hide the smile in his eyes and thanked in a weak tone, "Thank you everyone."

……

So a group of people from the gold medal class came to the entrance of the International School in a mighty manner. Zhang Zifan was still laughing and playing in the corridor when he suddenly saw so many people face to face.

"Fuck, what happened?"

"Fuck, why are these bastards here?" Chen Tao beside him spat in disgust.

The leader of the gold medal class was their class's sports commissioner, who stood out among the many weak and thin classmates. He seemed to recognize Zhang Zifan.

"Hey, Zhang Zifan, ask your classmate Jiang Wangshu to come out."

"what?"

"Why don't you just call her out? We're here to ask her for an explanation!"

Zhang Zifan had a feeling something was wrong and quickly ran in to call for help.

After hearing Zhang Zifan's words, the four of them looked at him in unison, their eyes revealing confusion and bewilderment, and then they stood up and left.

Hua Tingjue took a look and sighed in his heart, because the corridor was full of people, some were from the gold medal class, and some came here just to eat melons, it was a crowd.

He asked the sports committee member of the gold medal class: "No, Duan Chenggong, what are you doing?"

Duan Chenggong: "Jiang Wangshu from your class deliberately burned Zhong Min's hand with hot water."

This sentence really contained a lot of information. The crowd suddenly became noisy. Their first reaction was how was this related to this transfer student?

They all looked at Jiang Wangshu. They didn't expect that this man could be so cruel as to scald people with boiling water.

"How is that possible?" Hua Tingjue retorted subconsciously.

Duan Chenggong said, "How can it be impossible? Zhong Min told us that she accidentally spilled water on Jiang Wangshu, but Jiang Wangshu was so stingy that he splashed it back."

Zhong Min even rolled up her sleeves for fear that others would not see her burns. When everyone looked, they could see that although she had applied medicine, it was obvious that the burns were severe.

Wen Yanlin secretly sighed in his heart. He glanced at Jiang Wangshu beside him. This woman is simply a ruthless Daji who destroys flowers with her own hands. She must be kept away from Brother Jue as soon as possible!

Song Yian turned his head to look at Jiang Wangshu, only to see that she had a nonchalant expression on her face, as if it was none of her business.

Hua Tingjue lowered his head, leaned close to Jiang Wangshu's ear and whispered, "Did you do that?"

"Yeah." Jiang Wangshu never denied what he had done.

Hua Tingjue's expression froze when he got a positive answer, but he has always been famous for his double standards. So what even if it was Jiang Wangshu who did it!

He retorted bluntly, "Jiang Wangshu's hand was also burned. How can it be that she did it unintentionally, while we did it on purpose?"

"Did you apologize sincerely?"

The people in the gold medal class were speechless.

Jiang Wangshu also knew Zhong Min's move, and cooperated by revealing the wound on his hand.

Not only that, Hua Tingjue even learned to divert the conflict. He looked at Zhong Min and sneered, "Aren't you doing this on purpose? I haven't asked you for an explanation for the last incident at the radio station, Zhong Min."

Hearing this, Jiang Wangshu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Song Yian tried his best to suppress the smile at the corner of his lips.

Zhong Min panicked. It was easy to deal with and disgust Jiang Wangshu, but Hua Tingjue was different. The Hua family was not comparable to ordinary wealthy families.

The others thought what Hua Tingjue said made sense and turned their attention to Zhong Min, ready to see what she would say.

Seeing that the conflict was diverted, Hua Tingjue raised his lips proudly, and winked at Jiang Wangshu when no one was paying attention. That expression seemed to ask me if I was very powerful!

"You...what nonsense are you talking about?" Zhong Min bit his lower lip nervously, trying to stay calm.

Hua Tingjue crossed his arms and sneered, "You know whether I am talking nonsense or not." He looked around and said, "Since everyone is here, this is a good opportunity for you to apologize. It's open, fair and just."

The plot suddenly took a turn and everyone present was dumbfounded. How could this be open, fair and just? This is not a court.

The people in the gold medal class were also getting agitated. Didn’t they come here to ask for an explanation?

"Apologize!" Hua Tingjue's voice was unusually cold and domineering.

Zhong Min clutched her clothes tightly, she would never apologize. Xue Jiayi was about to stand up at this time, but unexpectedly a sharp voice came out.

"What are you apologizing for? Why should our class and your international class apologize?"

It’s Lan Tian.

When they saw the head teacher coming, the students in the gold medal class felt like they had a backer and became very proud.

Lan Tian acted like a teacher and accused the international class of scolding: "It's ok that you have poor grades, but you actually rely on your family background to bully others. Do you want to become social parasites?"

Everyone in the international class changed their expressions. These words undoubtedly hit them right in the heart.

In 95, the education industry was not very developed, and strict teachers were deeply sought after by parents. Even in Beijing, there were many teachers who insulted students at will. Many people in the international class that Hua Tingjue was in were pawns abandoned by their families and were playboys who only knew how to spend money.

Lan Tian came from a good family, so she naturally dared to be so presumptuous. She continued, "Your teacher Zhang even boasted that one of you would score higher than the students in my class in the monthly exam. Look at what you are like now. Do you think you can do that?"

The incident started with Jiang Wangshu. She looked up at him, silent and with a gloomy expression.

She was silent for a moment and then said, "How do you know that no one can pass the test?"