Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

As soon as Song Ye finished speaking, the whole class fell silent, silently staring at the indifferent girl with Erlang's legs crossed, thinking that she was hallucinating.

The head teacher also had to re-evaluate the girl in front of her who had changed greatly. Without the long hair that covered the sky, she not only looked better, but her temperament changed, and she actually dared to speak in class.

But as a teacher, if she wants to protect her own face and job, she has to give an explanation, almost without thinking, she frowned and looked at Song Ye, No matter what the reason, super glue is on your table. It's an indisputable fact, you immediately send me out and punish you, and I'll punish you when Tang Meiling's hands are ready.

From an adult's point of view, she knows how to be alone.

And these children, at most, are called parents, and they are harmless.

These thoughts may not be obvious in front of other people, but Song Ye is in front of her.

The teacher punishes the students so indiscriminately, isn't he afraid of the reputation of corrupting the morality of teachers? Song Ye's face was reflected in the winter sun, as if he was cold, and what he said made people shudder even more. .

What? The head teacher was stunned. without understanding? Corrupt teachers?

Seeing that the volcano was about to erupt, Song Ye remained calm and calm, I haven't touched my desk since I entered the classroom until I sat down. The whole class can testify that this super glue was not made by me.

Her voice was loud, and every word echoed in the classroom, and everyone could hear it clearly.

However, when the head teacher swept his eyebrows and asked, everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.

It seems that no one is willing to testify for Song Ye. The head teacher raised his eyebrows, his words seemed regretful, but in fact his eyes were a little gloating, Song Ye, you should reflect on some of your behaviors, even if you don't fit in with the group. Now, you still bully your classmates and tell lies, how will you be able to do anything in the future if you go on like this.

Song Ye sneered inwardly, disapproving of such a high-sounding lesson, his eyes swept across the students in the classroom, his eyes were so calm that there was no trace of sadness or joy, but it was inexplicably embarrassing.

Me! In the silence, a figure suddenly stood up, and with the sound of an answer, the chair was knocked down.

Song Ye raised his eyes and looked over, it was Wang Tiechuan who was scolded by Tang Meiling just now.

Although Wang Tiechuan's grades are not good, he is tall and tall. He is a sports student and the representative of the sports department of his class. The pestle is there at the moment, but his face is flushed, I can prove to Song Ye that the super glue is not Song Ye. It was put on by Zheng Feng in the morning to fix Song Ye.

As soon as the voice fell, another figure standing on the ground stood up, and the short and plump Zheng Feng pointed at Wang Tiechuan and yelled, Little rascal, you are talking nonsense, I have never done such a thing, you are bloody!

Hearing the little hooligan, Wang Tiechuan also got angry, he rushed over a few steps and blocked Zheng Feng in front of the desk, his tone was fierce, Try to call again. Wang Tiechuan's father was a gangster, so he was also punished when he was young. People are treated as hooligans and are discriminated against.

Zheng Feng was so frightened by his appearance that he took a step back and bumped into the desk, Ah! Teacher, he's going to hit someone.

Stop it! The head teacher was so angry that her throat was burning. On the first day of school, she really wanted to drive out all these ignorant bad students.

As soon as Wang Tiechuan raised his hand, his wrist was caught. The cold and soft touch made his body stiff. He turned his head and saw Song Ye who was standing beside him at some point, I'll deal with it.

The cold and clear four words clearly have no strength, but they make people feel relieved for no reason. Wan Tiechuan pursed his lips and nodded unconsciously and stepped aside.

Zheng Feng arrived at the front of the table, seeing Song Ye's face, the jealousy in her heart was like grass, she couldn't help but grinned coldly, Why, teacher is here, you still want to do something to me, ah...

Before the words were finished, Song Ye had already reached out and grabbed her arm, pinching the numb tendons on her arm and crushing her hard, causing her to tremble all over in pain, and she jumped away screaming.

And just as she dodged, Song Ye reached down into her desk and fished out a bottle in the blink of an eye. It was super glue.

Teacher, can I clear my suspicions in this way? Song Ye raised his hand and threw things in front of the head teacher.

As an ordinary student, super glue is not a necessary item at all, the evidence is conclusive, no matter how dissatisfied Song Ye is, the head teacher has to turn his gun on Zheng Feng, with a gloomy face, said: Zheng Feng, immediately Go to the office and tell your parents to come, you don't have to go to this class.

Teacher, I... Zheng Feng still wanted to speak, but Tang Meiling glared at her, and didn't dare to say anything more.

The head teacher called a few boys to move out together with the table.

Tang Meiling looked at the sarcasm on Song Ye's mouth, and was even more certain that she was deliberately angering herself and making herself look bad. As a pretentious school flower, today it became a joke. She was taken out with her hands on the table. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't lift her face. Thinking that she could not lose money by stealing chickens, she felt even more resentful towards Song Ye in her heart.

The lectures in the first class became self-study, and the class was like a nest of bees, whispering to each other, and the corner of their eyes kept turning to Song Ye in the corner.

Whether it's his appearance or that icy aura, all of Song Ye's performances today were too shocking, leaving a deep impression on the hearts of this group of young boys and girls.

Song Ye didn't have a table, so he put his hands around his chest and quietly looked at the sunlight outside the window. The winter light was shining on his face in a thin layer. The white to almost transparent skin exuded a halo, long eyelashes, amber-colored The pupils, and even the curvature of the chin are so delicate and charming, in such a small county class, her existence seems to be really shining.

Suddenly, aware of the approaching breath, Song Ye retracted his gaze and saw Wang Tiechuan carrying the desk in one hand and the chair beside him in the other, and even took the initiative to push the desk in front of him.

Facing Song Ye's calm gaze, Wang Tiechuan scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed for some reason, and laughed, Thank you for stopping me just now, and I will sit with you in the future, no one will dare to bully you again.

I guess no one can bully me. Song Ye thought in his heart, but did not refuse, Well, thank you. This boy obviously knew Song Ye's situation in the class, and he testified just now that he had already separated from the group, so he had the courage to do so. Man, she appreciates it.

Turning over the textbook in his hand and looking at the familiar words, Song Ye's heart rarely felt a trace of peace and a trace of warm ironing.