
To maintain his good image, the vice mayor, Ye Zhifan did not want to say much. But when he picked up the paper and looked at Ye Jian's handwriting, he felt that he had endured an incredible humiliation today!
This is the handwriting that you said was so ugly?!
Are you really blind?
How Ye Zhifan wished she could throw this piece of paper into Sun Dongqing's face. With a stern face, he stood up and said to School Head Chen, “I have some business to settle. We won't take your precious time anymore.”
"You have humiliated me and our daughter!" he said rudely while cramming the paper into his wife's hands. And then he left without looking back.
"Yes yes. I am a disgrace. Unfortunately, what this ..” Sun Dongqing was stunned and speechless as she opened the paper.
Ye Ying had regained a lot of her composure now that her mother had blamed everything on herself. Seeing her mother overwhelmed, she became worried, "Mom, don't blame yourself, sister will ..."
Ye Ying widened his eyes as he looked at the paper. How come?! How could this character be written by Ye Jian?!
The paper, with a series of beautifully written characters, fell out of his hands.
The characters looked like the people who had written them. Just like Ye Jian, the square characters looked slender and beautiful, but they also contained sharp edges and a desire for freedom.
Ye Jian extended his hand to catch the paper that was about to fall to the ground. With a sweet smile, he said to Ye Ying, who seemed to be struck by lightning, “Do I need you to write my love letter? Ye Ying, you are destroying yourself. Stay here and explain to the principal. ”
At that moment, Ye Ying would rather pass out than be ridiculed by someone she hated.
Ye Jian returned to his class for an evening study session. Every student looked at him. Ye Jian continued to smile as he looked at these faces that were strange and familiar to him.
His tablemate was none other than Zhang Bin.
"Thank you, Zhang Bin." Thank you for standing up for me, Ye Jian thought.
In his past life, he did not express his gratitude to her. In this life, he had to tell her directly.
Ye Jian raised his head with excitement visible in his black eyes. He said slowly in earnest, "Thank you very much!"
Zhang Bin laughed. Ye Jian's innocent and glamorous face that looked like a blooming rose was reflected in his eyes. He said cheerfully, “You have changed a little. You are much more handsome than before.”
A sincere and pure compliment. "Thank you." Ye Jian smiled. His eyes were as dazzling as a spring flowing under the sun.
Thanks to his help, Ye Ying could no longer maintain his perfect and innocent image. His reputation would always be tarnished for writing love letters to his teacher as a student.
“Do not mention it. I just hate to see him bully you all the time. Quiescent. The teacher is here.” The boy sat up straight and did not dare to whisper anymore.
Ye Jian lowered his head and opened his English textbook. Soon, he was immersed in learning.
The day is getting late. The lights in the school have been turned off and the campus has become quiet. Occasionally, some stray cats roam the school and make creepy noises.
Principal Chen was still in his office. He did not sleep after having a meeting to deal with and report on the matter involving Bu Ke and his students. From time to time, she sees the house phone not ringing, and then looks at her watch.
While waiting for the phone call, he couldn't help but think about the episode in the afternoon today.