Teacher, don't hide from me

The next day Wang Wei's parents came to the school, but Wang Wei felt that his appearance was too embarrassing, so he did not come because he had not recovered.

Ye Fan and Song Mingchu walked into the office of grade director Zhang Mei together.

After a while, the other eight people involved in the fight also came to the office.

"Please go through the transfer formalities for Wang Wei in a while, or you will be automatically withdrawn from school." Zhang Mei said to Wang Wei's parents.

Wang Wei's parents had no choice but to go through the transfer procedures.

"Each of you eight, each of you will be demerited once, and you will be put on probation. If you are dishonest, you will be expelled immediately! Go back to class!"

Everyone left, only Song Mingchu, Ye Fan and Zhang Mei were left in the office.

"Ye Fan, the school leaders saw that you have good grades, so they didn't punish you severely, and the second half of the video was not played, but you must know that your behavior that day was already considered excessive defense! Half of your credits will be deducted, do you have any opinions? !” Zhang Mei said sharply.

"No problem." Ye Fan replied nonchalantly.

"Mr. Xiao Song, you have an inescapable responsibility for this kind of thing to happen. If the current teachers are like you, they all focus on dressing up and don't have time to care about the interpersonal relationship of the students in their class. Our school I don't know how many more incidents of school violence will occur, and sooner or later the name of our best high school in China will be ruined by young teachers like you." Zhang Meiyu said earnestly.

"Do you need to dress up deliberately in the early Ming Dynasty? Even if you don't wear makeup in the early Ming Dynasty, you will look better than you standing here wearing big pants and a vest!" Ye Fan thought.

Ye Fan was dissatisfied listening to Zhang Mei, an old woman with heavy make-up, reprimanding Song Mingchu. It was obviously a deliberate target. She was obviously jealous that Song Mingchu was younger and more beautiful than her. Thinking of this, Ye Fan immediately said: "Mr. It’s alarmist, the fight was obviously the fault of me, Wang Wei, and those eight students, Teacher Song is the most innocent one, if it wasn’t for her being so cold that she didn’t even have time to put on her coat, she rushed over to stop us, she would come again If it's later, our school may be killed."

Ye Fan wanted to continue talking, Song Mingchu quickly pinched Ye Fan's back secretly, and then hurriedly apologized to Zhang Mei who was already trembling with anger: "I'm really sorry Director Zhang, this child was hit on the head by a wine bottle yesterday, and his words are a bit awkward." It's not serious, I hope you don't care about what a child says, I will definitely pay attention to what you say." Then he patted Ye Fan on the back.

"Quickly apologize to Director Zhang!"

Ye Fan was also afraid, because his impulsive actions hurt Song Mingchu, so he could only bow obediently and apologize: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I always talk nonsense after being hit on the head by a wine bottle. Don't bother with me."

Zhang Mei suppressed her anger and said, "Go out!"

In the next few days, their relationship gradually eased, and they would still eat together every now and then, as if these unpleasant things had never happened, and no one took the initiative to mention that text message.

The strange thing is that Song Mingchu became active, and she always took the initiative to ask Ye Fan to have dinner together.

It's just that occasionally when sitting together to eat, Sun Yue would come out from all directions and insist on eating together at the table. Song Mingchu didn't mind, but Ye Fan always put on a straight face quickly, but didn't say anything.

On this day, in the school cafeteria, the three of them sat together to eat again. Ye Fan ate with a straight face while Song Mingchu and Sun Yue talked and laughed.

Song Mingchu got up to buy drinks during the period,

At this time, Sun Yue accidentally knocked over the soup on the table, and the soup spilled on the ground and onto Ye Fan's pants.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it." Sun Yue took out a few pieces of paper and wiped the soup on the table. Ye Fan glanced at Sun Yue disdainfully, then lowered his head to wipe his pants and shoes.

"Be careful in the future, fortunately the soup is not hot." Song Mingchu came back with a drink, scolded Sun Yue, then took out a pack of wet wipes from his bag and handed it to Ye Fan.

"Definitely." Sun Yue hurriedly responded.

After Ye Fan wiped his clothes, he continued to eat with his head down.

The next afternoon, Ye Fan stood alone in the corridor to breathe. After a long time, she turned around and was about to go back to the classroom, but she suddenly tripped and nearly fell down.

After standing still, she glared at Sun Yue.

"The class next door, don't stand around here, it's quite an eyesore." Sun Yue would do this because, after getting along with each other these days, she realized that her weight in Song Mingchu's heart was far less than that of Ye Fan.

After Ye Fan and Song Mingchu reconciled, Sun Yue disliked Ye Fan even more.

Even though Song Mingchu seemed to be close to Sun Yue, Sun Yue knew in his heart that in Song Mingchu's heart, Ye Fan was still much more important than himself.

She was jealous of Ye Fan, jealous of the tacit understanding between Ye Fan and Song Mingchu, and the inseparability of the two after reconciliation, and deeply felt Ye Fan's threat to her. At this time, she saw Ye Fan standing in the corridor at the door of her class , Sun Yue couldn't help being provocative.

Ye Fan suppressed his anger and entered the classroom. Unexpectedly, before evening self-study, Sun Yue provoked again.

Ye Fan was walking slowly in the corridor. Suddenly, a half-eaten orange hit Ye Fan's back and rolled to the side. Ye Fan's white shirt was stained with orange juice, which was very eye-catching.

"Sorry, my hands are slippery." Sun Yue looked at Ye Fan provocatively a few steps away.

"Since you insist on making yourself unhappy, I'd be happy to make things difficult for you." Thinking of this,

Ye Fan unhurriedly picked up the orange that was stained with mud at his feet, and walked in front of Sun Yue. Sun Yue was a little scared, but asked calmly, "What are you doing!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan broke Sun Yue's chin with one hand, and put an orange into her mouth with the other. Ye Fan's strength was surprisingly strong, and no matter how hard Sun Yue struggled, it was useless.

"Sorry, my hands are slippery." Ye Fan sneered.

At this time, scattered students passing by in the corridor covered their mouths and laughed.

Song Mingchu happened to come up from the stairs. Seeing this scene, Ye Fan also saw Song Mingchu, and hurriedly let go of his hand. Sun Yue immediately spit out the orange in his mouth, and spit several times in a row.

"What are you doing!" Song Mingchu came towards him and asked sharply.