Faithful Dog Guidebook [Quick Transmigration]

Zhou Yu was still standing there, Feng Kai had already walked over and tore a photo off the wall.

"Who is so wicked?"

Zhou Yu looked at the intimate selfie of two people in Feng Kai's hand. The dim light made people think about it. The girl's face was very familiar. It was Zhang Ting. There is a mosaic on it, but you can guess who it is with your toes.

Interesting, who did this?Zhao Yiyi?I can't see her method...it's quite low.

"The girl in this photo... seems familiar?" Feng Kai frowned, trying to recall.

The teenager took the photo from his hand and threw it into the trash can with a blank expression, "This is not your business."

He dragged the other person into the classroom by the hem of his clothes.

……

Zhang Ting was late for the first time today.

She has been feeling top-heavy since yesterday, and she hasn't seen much improvement after taking the medicine. Today, she gritted her teeth and got up to class.

Originally, the dream that day had been forgotten by her, but when she came to the teaching building, she was sensitively aware of a different atmosphere.

Looking at the photos on the wall, the girl felt her heart constrict.

She didn't expect that the nightmare reappeared in reality in a worse way.

She looked around, trying to find the instigator, but it was of no avail. A few students watching the excitement walked away around her. Zhang Ting felt something different from the usual eyes from these strangers, which made her a little suffocated. .

The girl stood on the spot for a few seconds, regained her strength somehow, raised her arms and tore off the photos from the bulletin board, she bit her lip, until the flesh of her lower lip turned white.

Every time she peeled off one, she could see the content in the photo.

Selfies, selfies, selfies, snapshots... These things were all taken by Zhou Yue with her mobile phone when she was with her. The scope of normal people's imagination - who would have known that the rich second generation could have that obsession with nue?

These photos were all stored in Zhou Yue's mobile phone, but his mobile phone was thrown into the public trash can by himself.This means that, except for Zhou Yue, everyone is suspected of committing the crime.

Who is it?

Zhang Ting squeezed out the folds of the photo in her hand.

……

The atmosphere of the morning self-study in class two today is a little different.

Xu Ping has strict requirements on students, and he refuses to waste a minute of self-study in the morning. Usually, at this time, he can be heard explaining the test papers in a loud voice in the corridor, but today when Zhang Ting walked into the classroom, The whole class was silent, and everyone turned their heads to look at her, including Xu Ping who was sitting on the podium holding a ruler.

Without pausing, the girl walked into the classroom with her head down.

"Everyone continue to study by themselves." The middle-aged man stood up from his seat, "Zhang Ting, come out with me."

The girl pursed her lips, walked to her seat, and put her schoolbag off her shoulders...

"You don't need to put the schoolbag, you take it here." Xu Ping has already arrived at the door.

Zhang Ting raised her head, glanced at him, and went over with her schoolbag.

The two came to the corridor outside the classroom.

"What's the matter with you?" Xu Ping glanced at her without any fluctuations in his tone.

The girl responds to all changes with silence.

Xu Ping took out a photo from his pocket.

"A classmate came to the office and told me that these things are all posted on the bulletin board. Is that you in this photo?"

"..."

"Zhang Ting, I have warned you in the class meeting before, and now you still look so stubborn? Do you not want to take this class?"

The girl finally raised her head, her eyes were slightly red, and her tone was a little embarrassed, "These are all my private affairs, and I have already broken up with that boy, and now things have become like this, teacher, shouldn't you blame me for taking these photos Who posted it?"

"Okay, let me ask you, who do you think posted the photo?"

Zhang Ting shook her head.

"If you don't speak, that means you don't know? Since you don't even know, who can I blame?" Xu Ping shook the photo in front of his face, "If you want people to not know, unless you do nothing, look at this From what angle was the photo taken, and who did it, don’t you know?”

Of course, Zhang Ting would not explain the twists and turns to Xu Ping. She just wiped her tears with her hands and pretended to have nothing to say.

"Crying...you know how to cry, is it useful? Look at your last monthly exam results, and you can tell at a glance that you haven't focused on your studies recently. I know you girls have a good face. Sometimes I don't bother to say You, just like you, still plan to apply for this year's scholarship? And the scholarship qualification, I think it may need to be verified carefully, you don't need it, we can give it to more people in need."

"Teacher, you misunderstood." Zhang Ting said in a low tone, "It's really that boy who pestered me unilaterally, and I was forced to. His family is powerful and powerful, so I can't offend him at all."

"I don't think you are a good person." Xu Ping snorted, "Someone reported you smoking in school, I will give you a chance now, you can be frank and lenient in front of me, and take it out."

This time Zhang Ting's surprise was really not feigned, she raised her head, her eyes widened, "I didn't."

"Not telling the truth, are you? Are you sure you want me to go through your schoolbag myself?"

"I really didn't, teacher, why don't you want to believe me?" the girl argued.

"It's not that I don't want to believe it, it's that your recent performance really surprised me." Xu Ping sighed, "Take it out."

Zhang Ting looked at him with red eyes for a while, "OK."

She directly unzipped the school bag in her hand and threw the books inside one by one on the ground, protesting silently with such actions.

The schoolbag gradually became empty, the girl raised her head and asked, "Where are the cigarettes you mentioned?"

Xu Ping raised his chin, "Don't engage in such routines, there are still small bags, all of them have been dug out."

Zhang Ting was stunned for a moment, then sneered, without moving her hands, "Did you turn over my desk when I didn't come?"

"I turned over your desk, and I did it in front of the whole class. First, I didn't take your things, and second, I didn't throw them around." Xu Ping took it for granted, "Why, you dare to privately Hiding contraband? Do I still need your consent to search your desk?"

"Okay." Zhang Ting nodded, opened the small compartment of the schoolbag, took out all the things, and finally turned the whole bag upside down and shook it vigorously, then threw the bag aside, "So, are you satisfied?" ?”

A lot of odds and ends were ruthlessly thrown to the ground, including correction tapes, staplers, compasses, rulers, water bottles... and a black electronic cigarette.

Xu Ping bent down, picked up the black electronic cigarette, and looked at it carefully.

"What is this, tell me."

Zhang Ting's pupils shrank slightly.

Who is it?

The answer seems to be on the horizon.

"It's not mine. Someone put it in my schoolbag. This is framed!"

She grabbed the electronic cigarette from Xu Ping's hand and rushed into the classroom.

"Who put this thing in my bag?! Who is it?"

Her only answer was a silent gaze.

The girl hurried to the last row, in front of the boys from the basketball team.

"Did you stuff it in my bag?"

The boy squinted and looked at her carelessly, "Is there something wrong with you? Are you spitting blood?"

Zhang Ting looked at him gloomyly, with an expression of wanting to die with him, "Do you want me to tell everyone what you did?"

The boy put down his pen, finally turned his face and gave her a straight look, and sneered, "You can say it if you have the ability, who is afraid of anyone, broken shoes."

This sentence was not intended to set fire to the firecrackers. Zhang Ting threw the electronic cigarette in her hand to the ground and pulled up his collar.

The boy was also not very good-tempered, so he immediately grabbed her arm and stood up.

Seeing that the conflict was about to escalate, someone finally came up and pulled the two apart.

"Hey, hey... don't do it, we are all classmates."

"What are you doing, what are you doing!" Xu Ping tapped loudly on the podium with a ruler, "Do you still have class discipline in your eyes?"

"Zhang Ting, I didn't put this thing." The boy tilted his head, as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, "Isn't there monitoring in the class? You can check it and find out?"

"Who knows if you planted it in the classroom." Zhang Ting's eyes were sharp, as if she had identified the other party as the target of the crime, "Do you dare to say that Zhao Yiyi didn't ask you to put it in my bag?"

"Zhao Yiyi?" Xu Ping frowned, obviously impressed by the rich lady who transferred this semester, "Why does this matter have something to do with the people in Class [-]?"

"Teacher." Zhang Ting turned her head, "This cigarette belongs to Zhao Yiyi. I have seen her smoking in school several times with my own eyes, and it was recorded in the discipline inspection record manual, but no one of you has ever checked her! "

Naturally, the matter of discipline inspection is not under the control of Xu Ping, a math teacher, but it is still within the scope of the school's dean's responsibility.

Now it's a big deal.

Xu Ping pinched the bridge of his nose subconsciously.

"Okay, stop arguing in the classroom, both of you, come with me, and—you, go to class [-] and call Zhao Yiyi, and ask her to come directly to the dean's office."