At the beginning of November, Haicheng entered the late autumn. The Ginkgo biloba on both sides of the road was golden yellow, and a maple tree planted in the courtyard of the Song family was as red as the sun.

Song ran put on a sweater with white snowflakes on a red background. Before going out, she fought with Wu Ma for a long time.

Wu Ma: "Xiao ran, put on cotton wool pants quickly. It's cold outside."

Song ran: "how big is the sun? It's not cold or cold."

Wu Ma: "if you don't listen to the old man's words, you'll suffer a lot in front of you. You'll get cold feet in the future."

Song ran Fu forehead: "people's strong willpower depends on freezing out."

Full of warm thoughts, she song ran to keep a clear mind at all times, can not be too comfortable.

Wu Ma is stubborn, but she murmured in one side that you are still young. When you are old, you will regret such things.

Song ran goes out of the door. The golden autumn is coming to an end. The sun is still warm. When she enters the classroom, she sees Wen Huihui come in with a guilty heart.

Song ran sits in her spare time and looks at Wen Huihui calmly. Wen Huihui is really good at stealing her notebook and giving it to Shen Mengfang. They plan to cooperate with each other to punish her.

Wen Huihui really never has a long memory.

In the morning class, as soon as the head teacher came in, song ran put out his hand to report. Gao nodded: "Song ran, what's the matter?"

Song ran slowly stood up: "teacher, I have a notebook, was stolen."

Wen Huihui's hand shook and her face turned white.

Mr. Gao frowned. People in this era are upright and upward. They are very disgusted with petty theft. Generally, they don't indulge lightly. If you steal a dollar, you may get a demerit.

"What notebook? How could it have been stolen? "

Song ran said, "it's a notebook that my father bought for me in Hong Kong."

At that time, the value of notebooks went up because of the place of origin. At that time, Hong Kong's products were highly respected.

Teacher Gao solemnly said, "it is really stolen, not you left at home or something?"

"Teacher, I'm sure it was stolen, and I have a suspect."

"Who is it?"

Song ran pointed directly to Wen Huihui: "Huihui has expressed her love for my notebook more than once."

Wen Huihui couldn't help but jump up: "Song ran, you slander me with bloody words!"

Song ran said: "if you have stolen, search your schoolbag."

Wen Huihui's face was pale. Miss Gao had already come to her and reached out directly: "show me my schoolbag."

Wen Huihui looks proud and gives it to her. Anyway, the notebook should be in Shen Mengfang's place now. Her wish to plant her son ran is probably to be defeated.

Mr. Gao took the bag, turned it over, took out a notebook and asked song ran, "is it this notebook?"

"Yes..."

Wen Huihui was just like seeing a ghost. She couldn't believe it. How could she? How is that possible?

Miss Gao stares at Wen Huihui angrily. The incident of the last sample paper has made her very disgusted with this deep-seated girl. This notebook incident has directly pushed Wen Huihui to the bottom.

"What else do you have to say?"

Wen Huihui naturally tried to deny: "I didn't steal it. I don't know why this notebook appears in my schoolbag."

Song ran looks at her without expression. This scene is really vivid. She denies that she stole the sample paper.

(PS: asking for tickets ~)

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