The Right Way to Conquer Paranoid Master [Transmigration Book]

When Sheng Ye said this, everyone was stunned.

Where is this sung again?

Luo Pengpeng stood up and smiled unnaturally: "Don't defend Yao Yao just because he is your classmate. He can sell your notes now, and he may betray your people in the future."

Sheng Ye turned his head, looked at the school committee with a smile, and said, "Thank you for your reminder, but I understand my friend." He spoke slowly, with a hint of laziness, but at the same time he was very gentle, and his intuition was convincing , "And as I said, you can compare handwriting."

Lao Xiao picked up the note and looked at it carefully, and suddenly said: "This is written by Yao Yao himself."

The others were stunned again, and the girl in the experimental class yelled out, "What?"

Lao Xiao shook the paper away, flipped it over quickly, and finally said with certainty: "It's Yao Yao's handwriting, but it's more scribbled than the homework, so I didn't see it all at once."

The female students in the experimental class went over to read it together. They all thought that the notes should be written in a mess, even if it was Sheng Ye, so when they saw these words, their first reaction was to believe that they were written by Sheng Ye.

Sheng Ye often wrote on the blackboard on stage, and the students were quite familiar with his handwriting. Now that I think about it and recall carefully, the handwriting on the notes is really not the same.

"How is this going?"

The girls asked the questions everyone wanted to ask.

So the class cadres in the office, the teachers who joined in the fun, and the students who piled up like arhats outside the door all turned their attention to Yao Yao at the same time.

Under everyone's gaze, Yao Yao raised his eyebrows.

With a stern face, Lao Xiao returned the note to Yao Yao and said, "What's going on."

Yao Yao took what he wrote, looked it over and over again, and sighed: "So I wrote it very well, right? Everyone thought it was really Sheng Ye's notes."

"Don't be foolish, let's get to the point." Old Xiao urged.

"Yeah, Yao Yao, just say it." The class monitor stood up and echoed the teacher, "So it's really not the notes you sold?"

Yao Yao smiled: "I said long ago that I didn't do that kind of thing. It was indeed written by me, because someone asked me for Sheng Ye's notes. I thought that things like notes are their privacy, and they are everywhere. It didn't spread very well."

He glanced at Luo Pengpeng intentionally or unintentionally. Luo Pengpeng hid himself among a bunch of class committee members, kept running his hands along his big braids, and lowered his head not knowing what he was thinking.

"So that day I called Sheng Ye out, asked him about his study methods, went home and wrote a summary, and handed it to that person."

Yao Yao finally turned directly to Luo Pengpeng and said, "Forget it if you give it to me. That person didn't even say thank you to me. I'm right, school committee."

Yao Yao suddenly named the school committee, and everyone turned to Luo Pengpeng.

The students are okay, knowing that Yao Yao and the school committee often meet each other during this period, but the teacher who watched the fun was surprised, why this matter also involves the class cadres.

Luo Pengpeng forced a smile and said, "It seems like this. I did ask you to ask Sheng Ye for notes, but I didn't expect you to sell them for money. I'm still regretting it. Did my request provide you with inspiration?"

Luo Pengpeng still insisted that Yao Yao sold the notes.

Yao Yao asked amusedly: "So why do I sell my own writing? Are you in a hurry? Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

This logic really doesn't make sense. If Yao Yao really asked Sheng Ye for notes, it would be fine, but he didn't, so as long as Sheng Ye stood up and said something, the rumors would be self-defeating.

In any case, he did not betray his friend.

The girls in the experimental class breathed a sigh of relief, and went to ask the female student who was also holding notes to Sheng Ye to pat her chest, and said, "I just said, the character of the friends Sheng Ye chooses is not bad, even though Yao Yao was very naughty in the past, But he really has nothing to say to Sheng Ye."

After hearing this, Sheng Ye raised the corners of his lips at Yao Yao.

"Who asked Yao Yao to apologize to Sheng Ye just now? He changed his face too quickly." The propaganda committee had already found the people in the experimental class disliked, and exposed them with a bald mouth.

The female classmate blushed slightly, and said stiffly, "Women are very fickle."

Speaking of women's fickleness, none of the people present changed their face as quickly as Luo Pengpeng's. When Luo Pengpeng saw the students change their tone, he secretly clenched his fists, but his face was still calm, and said: "Even if you write it yourself, you can't write it yourself. Get rid of the suspicion of you using Sheng Ye's name to bluff and cheat."

She paused and lowered her voice a little: "You actually lied to me. Since you can lie to me that it's Sheng Ye's notes, you must be able to lie to other people as well."

This is strange, Yao Yao looked at Luo Pengpeng inexplicably: "When did I lie to you? I said at that time that notes are very personal things, I can't get them, so I can only ask for a summary, I have worked hard It took me a lot of effort to write a good summary, and I also integrated my own stuff, and uploaded it to the group. If you don’t have any credit, you have to work hard. It’s because you think too much.”

Luo Pengpeng was stopped by his words, and stood there, biting his lip.

The monitor's ears were sharp, and he heard the key point of Yao Yao's words: "Group? Is it the group of the study group?"

"What group?" Lao Xiao, who had been observing the students, asked aloud.

The class leader straightened his back and told the class teacher: "The school committee and some students from other classes have formed a study group, and they often communicate with each other in it."

Lao Xiao didn't hear it for a while and said: "It's pretty good."

The class leader curled his lips, with a disdainful tone: "This group will form a group, and then exclude other students with good grades. They will try their best to get some gossip, but they are unwilling to share it. At the beginning, they still asked me to come, but I refused and did not enter."

Old Xiao frowned, and asked the squad leader, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The squad leader lowered his head slightly and whispered, "Teacher, I'm also afraid of being retaliated."

Lao Xiao immediately became angry. He knew that there would be small groups among the students, but he didn't expect it to be so rampant that the monitor was afraid.

As soon as he turned to ask Luo Pengpeng for details, Luo Pengpeng took the lead in robbing him: "That's not important, the point now is that Yao Yao is still suspected of selling things, and the notes that came out are fake, doesn't it mean that he used Sheng Ye's name to forcefully buy Sell ​​it? 200 yuan is not a small sum."

Everyone looked at her.

Luo Pengpeng took a step back subconsciously, and stammered, "What, what's wrong?"

This statement is too far-fetched.

The outspoken propaganda committee said: "According to this, it is also possible that people in your group thought the notes belonged to Sheng Ye, and then took them outside to sell them for extra money, and poured dirty water on Yao Yao by the way."

When he mentioned this possibility, the students next to him nodded secretly.

Being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes, cold sweat broke out on Luo Pengpeng's back, she said with a trembling voice, "Why look at me, if it's not me, I wouldn't do such a thing."

The students onlookers thought to themselves, and they didn't say it was you, isn't this a self-inflicted trick?

Pointing at Yao Yao, she gasped and said, "It's him who deliberately played this trick to frame us."

Another way of saying it.

Lao Xiao raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows with a headache. These children are still underage, why are they so thoughtful? Seeing that the head teacher was troubled, Yao Yao stood up again, smiled and said to Luo Pengpeng: "In this case, I will send you off again, let You give up."

He returned the summary in his hand to Lao Xiao, and said to the teacher: "No. 20 three pages, at the beginning of the English part, there is a statement."

Old Xiao turned over the paper, took a closer look, and paused: "There is indeed a paragraph under the title, but it's in English..."

Yao Yao: "...you can't understand it, right?"

Old Xiao said angrily: "How is it possible, I just read slowly."

The teacher read that paragraph out, and the class committee members immediately looked weird when they heard it, and then laughed out loud.

"There's your Yao Yao, bullshit!"

There was a crowd of students watching at the door. Zhang Ziqian squeezed inside, pricking up his ears to listen to the movement inside. When he heard Lao Xiao read a passage in English, the student scratched his head anxiously: "What are you talking about? I don't understand, who can translate it?" .”

A kind classmate told him: "The basic idea of ​​that paragraph is, 'This material is only for communication within the group, the copyright is owned by Yao Yao, and it is strictly forbidden to spread it outside, and the copy will be investigated'."

At the same time, in the office, facing Luo Pengpeng, Yao Yao squinted his eyes, with a smile on his lips, and repeated what he wrote in the summary: "It is strictly forbidden to spread, and the copy must be investigated. I wrote it like this, and I will write this book myself Are the materials available for sale?"

Maybe Luo Pengpeng was too eager, and she didn't notice this statement. Maybe the student who bought the notes was too eager, so she skipped it when she saw it, and didn't take it seriously.

Luo Pengpeng was stunned, the blush slowly crawled from her neck to her cheeks.

Lao Xiao closed the summary, let out a long breath, and asked Luo Pengpeng: "So, you really planned this whole thing?"

Luo Pengpeng pursed her lips, clenched her fists, and remained silent.

This kind of behavior, in the eyes of others, is equivalent to acquiescence.

The head teacher asked Luo Pengpeng: "Let me take a look at your group."

Hearing this, Luo Pengpeng shivered and shook his head desperately.

"I'm still in the group." Yao Yao calmly took out his phone, opened the software and wanted to show Lao Xiao.

Old Xiao glared at him: "You are not allowed to bring your mobile phone in class."

"Hey, don't pay attention to this." Yao Yao looked down at his phone, paused, and then raised his head, "They kicked me out of the group."

The action was fast enough, Yao Yao shrugged: "But it's okay, I have screenshots of the group members, and the group files are also backed up."

Luo Pengpeng almost passed out, and scolded Yao Yao sharply: "You did so many things in private, it's disgusting!"

From just now, Yao Yao always had a smile on his face, and he seemed to be easy to talk, as if he didn't care about being slandered or questioned. At this time, Luo Pengpeng said that he was disgusting, so he put away his smile and looked at the school committee steadily. , the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line, and his eyes were terribly deep.

This kind of Yao Yao matured a lot in an instant, as if he was several years older, which made Luo Pengpeng feel scared.

The fear choked her heart, sending blood to her face, her eye sockets, causing a blush while sending a clear message to her brain.

This time she is really going to be finished.

"You say I'm disgusting?" Yao Yao said softly, "If I hadn't been prepared for any danger, wouldn't I be pinched to death by you now?"

Yao Yao really didn't take Luo Pengpeng seriously. Firstly, she was a girl, and secondly, he didn't need to argue with high school students. He just made some notes. If Luo Pengpeng didn't provoke him, those things would be useless.

He even put his thought into the summary, and it would definitely be rewarding to read it carefully, but Luo Pengpeng used it to do crooked ways.

"You are the perpetrator, do you understand the meaning of this identity?" Yao Yao spoke to Luo Pengpeng in a stern and serious tone for the first time, as if a senior was teaching a junior.

"It means that someone will be hurt because of what you did, and it also means that once something is exposed, you must take responsibility and make up for the victim's loss."

"Did you think about the consequences when you did those things?"

Facing the question, Luo Pengpeng couldn't answer.

Yao Yao continued with a sullen face, "Did you feel ashamed when you did those things?"

When this question was raised, everyone present fell silent.

Only Lao Xiao reminded Luo Pengpeng: "You are the school committee."

As a study committee member, this position is both a responsibility and an honor, but what Luo Pengpeng did insulted her status as a study committee member.

Luo Pengpeng's face was hot, and tears rolled in his eyes.

But Yao Yao didn't intend to let this little girl go. If she couldn't teach her a lesson this time, God knows what kind of person she will become.

"There is one more thing, why don't we investigate in depth." He said, "The person who damaged the PPT has not been found in the last class meeting when I put the video on the USB flash drive."

Every time Yao Yao said something, Luo Pengpeng trembled and lowered his head lower and lower.

Others looked at this scene, no matter how stupid they were, they would know the criminal.

"The Yangko twisting video is very high-definition. It is not available on the general website. It was picked up from a small website of a square dance club. It happened to be downloaded and you need to log in to comment." He looked straight at Luo Pengpeng, "Do you think I have it?" Find the account number of the city's IP segment?"

Luo Pengpeng's face turned from red to white, and suddenly turned white into a sheet of paper.

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