My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

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

He didn't expect that he would get such a clear video when he was called over by the principal during the last class period.

He maliciously bullies and humiliates new students who transfer to another school, and maliciously destroys public and private property.

He not only wanted to record a demerit for Sheng Song, but also a major one!

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

He knew that the principal had always saved money, so could it be possible that he had to spend his own money to install new surveillance equipment?

Sheng Song stared blankly at the surveillance video on the computer, watching his figure climbing over the wall from outside the school to the inside of the school, and watching him tearing up all the exercises in Ye Turning's book in the classroom of Class 1, Grade 2.

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

"Director, I..." A layer of cold sweat broke out on Sheng Song's back. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Why is there surveillance?

Obviously, after the lights are turned off at night, the monitoring system of No. 7 Middle School will not be turned on at all.

He knew this and did this.

"What are you?" The director of moral education looked at him coldly, "You want to say that you didn't do this? Do you want me to show it to the whole school at the regular meeting on Monday to see if the people inside are gibberish?"

"Director, I was wrong, I just..." Sheng Song couldn't argue.

He couldn't say that he was trying to vent his anger on Sheng Yunyi.

"Be honest." The director of moral education didn't want to say more to him. "You'd better perform well in the next year, otherwise you won't be able to get rid of this demerit."

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

He gritted his teeth and looked gloomy.

The school couldn't stop Ye and turn the tide, he could make everyone exclude her.

Once outside of school, he doesn't have so many restrictions.

On the other side, the principal's office.

"Classmate Ye, as long as you say something, I will expel this Sheng Song immediately." The principal of No. 7 Middle School was angry, "This is really outrageous!"

"Principal, there is no need to expel him." Ye Banlan smiled slightly, "You must know that even if he is expelled, his family can find another school for him, and he will continue to dominate and stay under my nose. Let me watch this and solve it once and for all in the future, okay?"

"Ah?!" the principal of No. 7 Middle School exclaimed.

What is this operation?

He wiped his sweat and continued: "Student Ye, I was also negligent in this matter. At noon today, all the surveillance cameras on campus have been replaced with the latest models, and a lot of surveillance cameras have been added."

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

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

She was obviously a little girl, so why was he still a little flattered by her compliment?

At this moment, he had a feeling of promotion, fortune and acceptance of the emperor's summons.

He personally sent his nine buildings, no, night turn the tide, out of the office.

"Turn the tide, come on." The leader of the physics team stopped her midway and took her back to the physics team leader's office.

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

Ye Banglan 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 team leader: "..."

Snapped!

What was broken?

It turned out to be his heart.

"It's okay, as long as you participate, it's fine!" The leader of the physics team took out a few books, "You can take these reference books, although the contents in the books are not difficult for you."

"Teacher Ren." Someone reported outside the door.

"Come in." The leader of the physics team turned around and smiled again, "It's Xu Bai, come too. This is our new classmate. Do you recognize her-"

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

As expected, the leader of the physics team was diverted: "What question? Let me see."

Su Xubai walked sideways around Ye Banlan to prevent any close contact with her, without even giving her a look.

After choosing the Shi Huasheng combination, what are you going to do in the physics team?

Find a teacher to get to know him?

no need.

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

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

Only then did Su Xubai glance at the book in Ye Banglan's hand.

"Physics Competition Tutorial", "Feynman Advanced Lectures on Physics"... and several pure English books, all of which are used for learning physics competitions.

History students studying physics?

If you really have the ability to study physics, you won’t choose science.

Everyone knows that Shi Huasheng is a member of the Tiankeng group, and there are many restrictions when choosing a major in college.

Su Xubai's expression became even colder.

Indeed, as Sheng Song said, Ye Banglan likes to pretend.

He really didn't have any good feelings for her, and he never would.

Time flew by, and soon it was time for school to end.

"Fortunately, the director of moral education didn't come to see you again today. The crisis is over." Su Xueqing packed her schoolbag and said hesitantly, "But I'm afraid Sheng Song is outside the school... How about asking a few more people to go with us today?"

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

"By the way? That's good. See you tomorrow." Su Xueqing was relieved and 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 worth it."

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 Banlan was fine, but he was given a serious offense 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. It was bitingly cold, 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 someone like Brother Yan who only sees blood.