I just want salted fish after giving scum gong happy

"I..." Ji Zhao was still about to say, but Wen Yun got up straight away, walked around the two followers with big strides, and unexpectedly punched Ji Zhao hard.

Ji Zhaolian and his desk and books fell to the ground.

The students in Class [-] were shocked, and some even wanted to go to the office to call the teacher, but they were immediately stopped by two followers.

"Whoever sues the teacher today will feel sorry for our brother Yun and the Wen family!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

Those students who wanted to sue the teacher were also slowly held back by their deskmates, stopped their movements in embarrassment, and sat back in their seats.

"Lie to me, trick me, that's fine." Wen Yun tugged at Ji Zhao's collar and led him to the podium, "I thought you were a good-natured person, but I kindly gave you a two-day reprieve, but you are Repay me like this?!"

Ji Zhao's whole body hurts.

"I told you, I didn't lie."

"Then why is the school uniform in your drawer?"

"I left the classroom halfway through!"

"So what, is there anyone to testify for you?" Wen Yun's tone was indifferent, but also blatantly mocking.

Ji Zhao looked at the students who seemed exceptionally silent all around, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Because of his background, Wen Yun has always been an existence that teachers and students in the school dare not mess with. He has been going smoothly for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has been played around like this.

"Boy, I'm not an unreasonable person. If you didn't wash your school uniform today, I won't blame you. But if you lie to me that you can't find it after washing it, and play tricks with me, then don't blame my subordinates." No more mercy."

Three minutes was not long, and the loud class bell rang quickly. The teacher who came to Class 3 was in a good mood and hummed a little song, but as soon as he walked into the classroom, he saw Wen Yun holding onto his hands. Ji Zhao's school uniform collar was opened.

!!!

"Stop it! Wen Yun, what are you doing?"

Wen Yun raised his eyes and gave her a cold look, then grabbed Ji Zhao's school uniform and abruptly pulled him up, "Mr. Liu, I took this person away."

"Wait, Wen Yun!" Teacher Liu hurriedly stood in front of the door, "What are you going to do? How did Ji Zhao provoke you?"

Wen Yun: "It's a private matter, I have nothing to say."

Teacher Liu shook his head, "Wen Yun, listen to me, Ji Zhao..."

"Get out of the way!" This time, Wen Yun really got angry, "Teacher, don't force me to do it."

Teacher Liu was frightened by his words and his face turned pale.

"Teacher Liu, what happened?"

The suspicious voice of the dean of routine inspections sounded from outside the door, and the expressions of Wen Yun and the two attendants changed at the same time, it's broken!

Teacher Liu breathed a sigh of relief as if seeing a savior, "Director, come and take care of Guan Wenyun, he just beat someone in our class."

"What?" The dean lowered his voice, "Who did he hit again?"

"It's Ji Zhao."

Teacher Liu let the door open, and the teaching director saw the menacing Wen Yun and the pitifully beaten Ji Zhao at a glance, and immediately suppressed his anger and shouted: "Wen Yun, why are you bullying your classmates again?"

"What do you mean again?" Wen Yun frowned, and said impatiently, "Director Liu, I remember that this is only the first time."

Director Liu was even more impatient than him, and said angrily, "Come to the office with me immediately!"

"Can you wait until I finish my private affairs?"

"What do you think?" The dean looked threateningly.

Wen Yun pouted, let go of his hands unwillingly, threw Ji Zhao to the ground, looked around at the students in Class [-] who bowed their heads and said nothing, and left the classroom.

Teacher Liu helped Ji Zhao up, who had a bruised mouth, and looked worried, "Ji Zhao, are you alright?"

Ji Zhao shook his head.

Except for the first punch, Wen Yun didn't hit him again.

The dean looked at the scene and felt a headache, "Let's send it to the office together." Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the two followers who wanted to sneak out through the back door, and his voice became cold again, "Where do you want to go?"

Follower: "We..."

"All follow along!"

The two looked at each other, their faces were ashen, and reluctantly followed.

in the office.

The dean sat on a chair, propping his head with a sad expression, "Let's call the parents of both parties first."

Even when he was standing, Wen Yun still had that tugging look, "My parents are not at home, they are traveling abroad."

The dean didn't give him a good face: "Give him a call."

The head teacher of Class [-] asked Wen Yun to report his mobile phone number, and the head teacher of Class [-] also dialed the phone number of Ji Zhao's adoptive parents.

"Hello, is this Ji Zhao's father?"

"Ah, I am." Father Ji's drunken voice came from the other end of the phone, "Who are you?"

"I'm the head teacher of Ji Zhao's class, today he..."

Father Ji interrupted suddenly, "Let Ji Zhao answer the phone!"

The teacher in charge hesitated for a few seconds and handed the phone to Ji Zhao.

"Hey, Dad."

"You caused me trouble at school again, didn't you? Still need to spend money again, what tuition fees? I tell you, I don't have money, if I cause trouble at school in the future, I'll leave school early and go home to work. I still owe my drink money! "

The voice on the phone was vulgar and unpleasant, several teachers and deans frowned, a little unbearable.

The homeroom teacher hurriedly took back the phone from Ji Zhao whose fingers were stiff, hung up, and said hesitantly, "Ji Zhao, your mother's phone..."

"My mother doesn't have a mobile phone, she only listens to my father." Ji Zhao said flatly.

One word blocked all the way out.

Several teachers in the office, especially the female teachers, looked at Ji Zhao as if they were looking at a poor little girl.

Parents are irresponsible, and they force their underage children to drop out of school and go to work to earn money to support them. How can there be such parents in the world.

It was an eye-opener today.

Wen Yun was also a little amazed. Although his parents didn't care much about him, at least they never owed him a penny in terms of money, and they would never say anything about letting him go out to earn money to support the whole family.

In such a comparison, my parents are still good.

"This is how to do?"

"Ji Zhao, is there anyone else in your family?"

Just as Ji Zhao was about to shake his head, Yi Cheng's gentle and smiling face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, with a faint light unknowingly in his eyes, "I, I still have a brother..."

Everyone was overjoyed, and the head teacher hurriedly said, "What's your brother's phone number?"

After Ji Zhao was overjoyed, he felt sad, "I don't know if he will come." He was too unfamiliar with everything about Yi Cheng. So far, he didn't even know where the other party lived or what job he did.

"It's okay, let's check first."

Ji Zhao told him the mobile phone number that he could recite fluently.

After the phone rang for more than ten seconds, it was connected.

"Hello?" There was a cold voice on the phone.

"Excuse me, are you Ji Zhao's brother? I'm the head teacher of Ji Zhao's class. I want to invite you to the school for something."

"Ji Zhao?" The cold voice was slightly puzzled.

The homeroom teacher was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the phone number, "Uh, maybe we made a mistake..."

"Sheng Xinglan, what are you doing with my phone?" Another voice rang through the phone, and Ji Zhao's eyes lit up, "This is my brother's voice."

Hearing this, the head teacher withdrew his hand that was about to hang up.

"A homeroom teacher named Ji Zhao called you."

"Zhao Zhao?" Yi Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then took the phone, "Hi, I'm Ji Zhao's elder brother, may I ask if something happened to Ji Zhao at school?"

The teacher in charge glanced at the student with a wound on the corner of his mouth, and struggled with his words, "Uh, it's like this, there was a little friction between Ji Zhao and his classmates during class. The school hopes that the parents of the two can come forward to mediate. I don't know if you have any Don't have time to come to school?"

"I'm going out now." Yi Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, "I'm sorry for your trouble, teacher."

"No trouble, no trouble."

After hanging up the phone, the teacher in charge looked complicated.

Why is there such a big gap between being a parent and being an older brother? Fortunately, Ji Zhao still has such an older brother.

Ji Zhao's mood became joyful along with the phone call. He stared at the door of the office, expecting that person to appear from here quickly.

Wen Yun saw all the changes in him.

Twenty minutes later, Wen Yun's older brother Wen Jia arrived at the school first, and as soon as he entered the office door, he gave Wen Yun a slap on the head, and said angrily, "He caused trouble for me at school again."

Wen Yun covered his head and shouted for injustice, "Brother, I didn't provoke the incident this time, it was him—" Wen Yun pointed to Ji Zhao, "Not only deliberately hid my school uniform, but also deliberately deceived me, it's really bad !"

"You're talking nonsense. I didn't hide your school uniform, and I didn't lie to you. I'm telling the truth." Ji Zhao, who couldn't stand being slandered, couldn't help but defend himself.

"Then why doesn't anyone prove it for you? It can't be that you are too popular and no one is willing to help you?" Wen Yun said mockingly.

Ji Zhao clenched his fists tightly. He didn't know why no one in the class spoke up for him. Who was hurting him?

The corner of Wen Jia's mouth twitched, and he pulled his unreasonable younger brother to a corner to sit down, "Is there any evidence for what you just said?"

"Of course, there are witnesses and evidence."

Seeing what he said with certainty, Wen Jia couldn't help but look at Ji Zhao who was not far away, with clear features and clean eyes, "It doesn't look like he's going to hurt anyone, is there any misunderstanding?"

"Brother, why have you learned to judge people by their appearance?" Wen Yun said displeasedly, "He is not as innocent as he looks."

Wen Jia was also very helpless, "I don't see any injuries on your body, you don't look like a victim, but rather the one who took the initiative to kill someone."

Wen Yun: "..."

"Who made him—"

"Sorry, I'm late." Yi Cheng pushed open the office door panting, sweat dripping from his forehead in the severe cold weather.

At this moment, everyone looked at the person in front of them in surprise.

What kind of person is this, he looks too good-looking!

Wen Yun's dull face: I seem to be in love.

"elder brother."

Ji Zhao shouted "Brother" and brought everyone back to reality, only then did he realize that the person in front of him was actually Ji Zhao's brother.

What kind of unnatural gene is this? !

Yi Cheng noticed the bruise at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly became nervous, "What's going on, did you fight with someone?"

Ji Zhao pursed his lips, "There was no fight."

It's just that I was beaten on one side.

Whether it is in the book or in reality, the protagonist Shou doesn't seem like a character who can criticize. Could it be that he was bullied at school?He glanced around, and looked at Wen Yun and Wen Jia who were sitting next to him on the sofa at the same time.

And the school uniform Wen Yun was wearing also let him know who was the culprit for beating his brother.

Dean of teaching: "Since the two parents have arrived, let me tell you about the cause and process of the incident."

Neither Yi Cheng nor Wen Jia had any objections.

A few minutes later, when the dean finished speaking, everyone in the office fell silent. All the teachers who had taught Ji Zhao knew that Ji Zhao couldn't do such a thing at all.

Don't talk about Ji Zhao's character and quality, let's just talk about Wen Yun. The teachers and students in the school have all experienced how difficult he is to mess with. How can anyone jump off a cliff knowing it is a cliff?

But there is no evidence to prove these.

Everyone looked at Ji Zhao, expecting his explanation.

But Ji Zhao still gave the same answer as before.

——I didn't hide school uniforms, and I didn't lie to others.

"Brother, do you believe me?"

The corners of Yi Cheng's mouth moved slightly, and his eyes were serious, "Brother naturally believes in you."

He believed in Ji Zhao's character.

Whether it is in the book or the reality outside the book.

Wen Yun snorted coldly, folded his arms and looked at Ji Zhao, "What about the school uniform that appeared in your drawer hole? You don't have any evidence to prove that you are telling the truth."

Indeed, the only witnesses were the students of Class [-], but the strange thing was that no one identified Ji Zhao, but no one spoke for Ji Zhao.

There are oddities.

If it was possible, Yi Cheng wanted to confront the students in Class [-] in class, but just thinking about it, she knew it was impossible.

The students who entered Juying No. [-] Middle School, except for those with particularly excellent grades, were the children of wealthy families from big families. Each of them was either rich or noble. Even if he was backed by the Sheng family, Yi Cheng couldn't attract too much hatred.

"I wonder if there is surveillance in the school?"

"Of course there are." The teaching director sighed, "But the surveillance cameras in the corridors of Class [-] and Class [-] were broken two days ago and haven't been repaired yet, and the surveillance cameras in the classrooms are only turned on during the exam. "

Therefore, there is no evidence to prove that Ji Zhao is innocent.

Trouble.