When He Yihan rushed into the classroom, the ink had already been washed off her face.
This class is an art class. She stood at the door and said to report, and then said: "Teacher, our class teacher has something to ask me to ask Wen Wangzhou to come out."
The art teacher waved his hand quite casually, "It's okay, then you go."
She stood at the door, her cold eyes seemed to be lit with flames, and she stared coldly at Wen Wangzhou who was sitting behind.
The boy raised his eyes and glanced at her, and when he saw that her cheeks that had been stained with ink had recovered to clean, a smile flashed in his eyes.
He got up from his seat, walked across the aisle with long legs, and passed He Yihan who was standing at the door.
A gust of wind blew past He Yihan's ears, and she seemed to smell the clean smell of saponins in the air.
But He Yihan was not attracted by this faint smell at all, and now the anger was in his heart, even the young man's saponin scent could only arouse her anger.
He Yihan turned around and followed Wen Wangzhou towards the class teacher's office.
When he was about to go upstairs, He Yihan suddenly grabbed Wen Wangzhou's wrist, and dragged him into the corner of the stairs.
The light in the corner of the stairs was not particularly bright. Wen Wangzhou glanced at the back of the sloping stairs above his head, adjusted his height silently, and stood at a place where he could stand upright.
He Yihan gritted his teeth and asked directly: "Did you make the marks on my face!"
The little girl is obviously a little irritable now, and her fists are tightly clenched by her side, as if she is about to swing over in the next moment.
Wen Wangzhou's expression was a little dazed, and he looked at He Yihan's cheeks quite seriously, "Your facewhat happened?"
Seeing his sincere expression, He Yihan was quiet for a moment.
Is it possible that she guessed wrong
But thinking of the scent of the oil-based pen, she only smelled it in Wen Wangzhou's notebook.
It was clearly him!
He Yihan clearly remembered that once before, when Wen Wangzhou handed the open notebook to another classmate from her side, she inadvertently smelled it.
A fruity aroma.
At that time, I still asked a little jokingly.
"Why do you still spray perfume on your notebook?"
It was only later that I found out that it is a brand of refill, and when writing characters, there will be that faint fruity fragrance.
Thinking of the evidence, He Yihan stiffened up a lot, she whispered: "Don't play dumb, Wen Wangzhou, I know what you did to me!"
She was angry and didn't care if anyone was around.
However, Wen Wangzhou heard thin footsteps upstairs, and thought of He Yihan calling his name just now.
? If you are exposed in front of the dean, you can't just expose yourself. If everyone is going to be punished, they should be punished together.
So he said loudly: "I'm pretending to be stupid? I really didn't do anything, He Yihan."
The last three words are abrupt and loud.
However, it was not the dean who stood upstairs and heard the argument downstairs, but a student who came out to go to the toilet halfway.
Hearing He Yihan's name, his eyes widened in surprise.
Was that female voice just now He Yihan?
Don't play dumb, you know what you have done!
Oh my god, is this kind of conversation really something he can listen to?
He Yihan and Wen Wangzhou obviously had an affair.
Wen Wangzhou had become He Yihan's deskmate on the first day he transferred to another school, and the news had already spread among those who were well-informed.
How dare he not be responsible for what he did to He Yihan, this brother, how courageous he is!
The students who secretly listened to the corner couldn't help giving the two of them a thumbs up.
However, he is not like He Yihan. Even if he doesn't study, no one at home cares about him. Seeing that the time is almost up, he hurried to the toilet.
This class is the head teacher's class, and he doesn't want the head teacher to stare at him.
The boy hurried to the toilet with a monstrous secret in his heart.
Who would have thought that He Yihan and her new deskmate would have another story.
Wen Wangzhou frowned slightly when he heard the footsteps fading away, but He Yihan directly caught that expression.
"Wen Wangzhou, it's you, your refill has a smell, the ink stains on my face before??It has a fruit flavor! "
When He Yihan was blaming him wholeheartedly, he saw Wen Wangzhou leaning forward suddenly, pinching her cheeks with fiery fingers, and looked around, showing a puzzled and unbeatable expression.
"But what to do, even if I admit it, the evidence is gone. Your little face is white and clean, and you can't see any ink stains, let alone the fruity smell."
His voice was quite cold, and before He Yihan could react, he let go of his hand.
He Yihan didn't expect him to admit this matter sideways, and relying on his own lack of evidence, he made a mockery of it here.
Her anger burst out in an instant, and she just rushed forward two steps, but she didn't notice the fallen mop next to her, her foot tripped, because she couldn't hold back her strength, she rushed out quickly, like a Small shells.
Wen Wangzhou, on the other hand, subconsciously reached out to catch the small cannonball.
Although the white shirt she usually wears should be a man's style, it looks very loose and casual on her body, with no curves visible.
But when Wen Wangzhou subconsciously hugged her waist, the loose clothes were no longer an obstacle. Under the palm, there was a soft and slender waist, and the cool skin spread to the palm through the thin white shirt a feeling of.
Small cannonballs are worthy of being small cannonballs, being rushed by He Yihan like this.
Wen Wangzhou directly maintained the posture of holding her, and his back hit the cold and hard wall heavily.
When all the turmoil subsided, He Yihan was still panting with lingering fear, while his palms were tightly clutching Wen Wangzhou's clean collar.
Wen Wangzhou looked at her with raised eyebrows, he was pressed against the wall, because the angle of his waist was not easy to use force.
He Yihan was quiet for a moment, just when she was thinking about whether to get up straight away, or to continue this posture and directly make up for a punch.
Suddenly, the voice of the dean came from behind.
"You guys! What the hell are you doing!"
Wen Wangzhou was quiet for a moment, then slowly raised his head to look in the direction of the sound.
Sure enough, he saw the director of teaching coming towards them aggressively.
Really it didn't come when it was supposed to come, when it shouldn't comehow did it appear?
So, ten minutes later, He Yihan and Wen Wangzhou were brought by the teaching director to meet the old class.
After hearing what the dean said about what happened just now, Teacher Liu said sadly: "I want you to help the new students get acquainted with the campus!"
"It's not that we are familiar with each other!"
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I heard it from my friend. When someone in their junior high school was caught doing that thing in the stadium and was caught by the teacher, I was:! ! ! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com