Chapter 205

The difference is that song ran did not steal the sample volume, while Wen Huihui did steal her notebook.

Song ran said in a cold voice: "you bumped this pile of books on my desk to the ground, and then found my notebook. You always like it. If you want to own it, you steal it by devious means, Huihui, isn't it?"

Wen Huihui stares at Song ran in horror. Why does she follow her own eyes?

Song Ran's heart sneers, the books on the desk are all in disorder, a little reasoning, not out of it?

Gao looked at her in disgust: "Wen Huihui, what else do you have to say?"

Wen Huihui put her hands on the edge of the desk, her veins showing. She just mechanically repeated, "I didn't steal the notebook. I didn't steal it."

This is a time of paying attention to solid evidence. She is motivated to have evidence. No matter how cunning Wen Huihui is, the crime of stealing is completely put on her head.

Wen Huihui is so impulsive that she is desperate: "the notebook should not be in my schoolbag at all."

Song Ran's cold voice rang out from behind her: "what you stole should not appear in your schoolbag. Where should it appear?"

Wen Huihui's heart beat faster with fright. If this matter continues to be investigated, her dark side will only grow bigger and bigger, and her scheming will only be more despised by the head teacher.

She didn't dare to argue again. Miss Gao was angry and livid: "after consulting with the director of the Department of political education, she will give you corresponding punishment. Wen Huihui, who is in senior three, hopes you can put your energy into your study. Don't do anything to discredit the honor of the class. If you have another time, you can get rid of it directly!"

Wen Huihui was so scared that she sat down on the bench, worried and even out of breath.

The result of the punishment came out in the afternoon. Wen Huihui was recorded as a minor mistake, and the whole school issued a notice of criticism. All the students cast scorn on her.

Wen Huihui has been sitting on the stool with her head down. Her eyes are full of resentment. Her pencil is deeply embedded in her thigh. She keeps abusing song Ran's bitch. Song Ran is dead, but she has no way.

At five o'clock, after school, song ran packed up her schoolbag and walked out easily. Wen Huihui's voice sounded from behind: "Song ran, wait a minute."

Li Sheng this child warily took song Ran's hand: "you don't talk to her, she is very bad hearted."

Song ran patted the back of her hand and said with a smile, "it's OK. You go home. I can deal with it."

Li Sheng then reluctantly left the classroom.

Song ran stood at the door of the classroom, leaning against the door frame, looking at the fading of the sunset. In the classroom, Wen Huihui's face was full of jealousy. She laughed and treated her in her own way. How does it feel?

Wen Huihui carried her schoolbag, walked up to her, gritted her teeth and said, "why does the notebook appear in my schoolbag?"

In any case, she knew that song ran no longer regarded her as a friend, and there was no need to speak in a covert way. Fortunately, she opened the skylight to speak frankly.

Song ran put her hands around her chest, and her indifferent eyes wandered around her. Then she said with a smile, "Huihui, sometimes you seem a little impatient. Everyone believes in it."

What does song ran mean?

Song ran continued: "Huihui, aunt Shen, how can I say that she is also my family, do you think she will really help you?"

With a meaningful smile, he turned and left.

You are not the only ones who are good at making dissension.