Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 791: Report

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"Really?" Margot raised an eyebrow, smiled and glanced at Du Jianran.

A woman like a pig is the easiest to get angry in her chest, isn't it?

Du Jianran blinked his eyes with comprehension, folded his hands on his chest, and paced in front of Xu Niannian: "In this case, the first step is to make them uncomfortable. Did you hear that? The sports art hall is already there. It is said that Class A of high school took the first place in the blackboard newspaper. If you still don’t do anything now, then maybe they will show off in front of you tomorrow. How can you let the wicked succeed?"

Marg bent her eyebrows and said in agreement: "Yes, you belong to the Student Union. There is always a way to save the situation, right? Your class is second. If they cheat, you will be first. Of course, the first Although it is not important, the important thing is that they can't show off in front of you."

Marg clenched her fists, and a few seconds later, she took out a mobile phone from her bag, took a deep breath, and pressed a series of numbers.

She will never let the two of them have a chance to show off in front of her!

"Hello? Teacher Kim? I want to report something..."

In the sports hall, the lights are brightly lit, and on the stage, the principal in formal clothes is still talking about the blackboard newspaper comments on the lecture.

"It's great, our class is the number one blackboard newspaper, so...the best art class is ours!" Meng Xiaonan was so excited that he was about to provoke him. He kept arguing and waiting for the next time after school. Go for a big meal.

Xiao Mingluo said without losing his favor: "You are so thin, so you should eat more. But, don't eat any more before going to bed. If you want to celebrate, you will celebrate tomorrow when the awards are over." /

An Chuxia nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's very late. When I get home, it's almost time to go to bed, and I will come to school tomorrow."

Because the closing ceremony will take a lot of time, the school is afraid that everyone will not get enough sleep, so the closing ceremony and awards will be held tomorrow. It happens that tomorrow is Friday, and school can be dismissed early after the morning awards and closing ceremony.

"Too annoying! Why are you all so disappointed!" Meng Xiaonan was full of disappointment.

An Chuxia turned her head and pulled down Han Qilu's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Han Qilu, I still think that Xu Niannian is the one who is wrong..."

"Okay, don't mention it again, trust my judgment." Han Qilu said, putting her left hand on her shoulder and moving her to his side.

Smelling the familiar smell of Han Qilu's body, all emotions were calmed at this moment, even if it was magic.

"Eh...what did the art teacher run up to do?" Meng Xiaonan asked suspiciously while looking at the stage.

The principal who was reading the comments excitedly stopped suddenly and whispered something to the art teacher who ran up. But the scene was too noisy, and they were a bit far away from the stage, so they didn't know what the two human sons were talking about.

"Strange..." An Chuxia also felt strange in her heart, did anything major happen? Can the principal stop talking directly?

Is it impossible... It's an earthquake!

However, this statement seems a bit far-fetched. Shouldn't the earthquake evacuate everyone immediately?

"Everyone." The principal picked up the microphone again and said with a trace of apology: "I'm sorry, a little incident just happened. Let me talk about this first. Someone reported that the blackboard report of Class A in high school was not made by high school. The students in Class A painted by themselves, but borrowed the hands of others. Because this matter is of great importance, the evaluation just now is temporarily invalidated. Tomorrow morning, the school will give the final selection results. Below, please each Classmates, exit in order, don’t push each other.

"The prize of the best art class has not been announced yet which class it is!" Someone in the crowd yelled, and it immediately caused a commotion, and everyone responded.

The principal had no choice but to explain: "The ranking of the blackboard newspaper evaluation is directly related to the evaluation of the title of the best art class. Therefore, the class that won this award will give everyone an answer tomorrow."

The crowd booed a lot, but the principal had already let everyone out, and he could only wait for the result tomorrow.

"Early summer! I finally found you, what's the matter? Who reported us? It's bloodshot!" Philia ran over, chattering non-stop.

"Oh! Don't ask, you are fair and comfortable. Someone must be jealous of us and deliberately report it!" Meng Xiaonan raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at An Chuxia with a smile and asked: "Yes, early summer ?"

An Chuxia just recovered from the principal’s words just now, and she nodded slightly: "Yes, someone should deliberately fix us. However, we really did not let others paint."

Although she asked Suyuan for help, Suyuan never touched the paint before, just talked about the layout of the entire painting.

"Then they won't mess with a witness to prove that our blackboard newspaper is someone else's, right? If that's the case, we will jump into the Yellow River and we won't be able to clean it!" Filia said, both Tears soon came out.

In this Culture and Art Week, everyone paid so much, no one would have thought of being slandered at this time! It seemed that all the efforts were in vain.

Meng Xiaonan patted her shoulder comfortingly and said: "No, there must be evidence for this. The evidence is definitely not counted."

Xiao Mingluo sighed from the side: "You girls are troublesome, isn't it just one of the best art classes? What's so rare? Whoever wants it, who wants it."

As soon as the voice fell, Meng Xiaonan slammed his foot on his toes.

Xiao Mingluo yelled immediately after the pain was so painful that he bounced out of pain.

"Suyuan didn't start painting for you?" Han Qilu whispered, so that the voice would not be heard by unsuspecting people.

"Who is Suyuan?" Meng Xiaonan interrupted in confusion. The day Suyuan was invited, she just asked for leave, so she didn't know.

"Suyuan?" Xiao Mingluo resisted the pain, and said doubtfully: "She's not..."

"It's like this..." An Chuxia said all the causes and consequences. At the end, she emphatically said: "Although we invited Suyuan, she just told us about typesetting and painting. Did not participate."

"It turned out to be like this..." Meng Xiaonan thoughtfully: "It's no wonder that someone must have seen a misunderstanding, and then heard that we were the first and was jealous of us, so I reported it to the art teacher! I have to ask the art teacher who made the report!"

Meng Xiaonan said that he was about to rush to the podium. As soon as Han Qilu stretched out his hand, he grabbed her by the collar and carried her back to Xiao Mingluo. Feng Danyun said softly, "Control her. Don't make trouble. Every teacher has monitoring, and the school must go back to check the monitoring. When that happens, just tell the truth. Just talk about typesetting, this is not a violation."

When Han Qilu said this, everyone was relieved.

Ten minutes later, An Chuxia and several classmates who were responsible for the blackboard newspaper, including Philia, were taken to the principal's office. In the principal's room, several teachers are drinking hot tea.

"Principal, the person is here." The head teacher said, he was in a position near the door, and sitting next to the head teacher was the art teacher Jin, who had received the report.

"Ah, classmate Chuxia." The principal looked a little surprised when he saw her, but he quickly calmed down. There are so many teachers watching.

"Principal, we really didn't let others paint." An Chuxia explained hurriedly.

The principal waved his hand and said, "We have already transferred the monitoring, but we haven’t watched it yet. Everyone should be aware that each class is equipped with a monitoring system with very high definition. However, before watching the monitoring, I hope that everyone can tell me the truth. I believe that the rumors are not unfounded, maybe it is a misunderstanding, maybe it is true... Let’s send a representative to tell me the truth."

Fangyuan took her hand and said: "Early summer, let's talk about it, your language is better organized."

Fangyuan said so, and everyone nodded in agreement. She did not hesitate anymore and agreed.

"Well, classmate An Chuxia, please tell me honestly about the story of your blackboard newspaper." The principal touched his chubby belly. Although the content of what he said was serious, his expression was always smiling. .

For him, things in the best art class are small, but things that offend the Han family are big. He almost lost this black hat last time because of Mount An Yi, but now he has to pay extra attention.

"That’s right. The idea of ​​this blackboard newspaper is my idea. I have seen a similar fable. It depicts such a picture of'quiet'. I think this shouldn’t Is it a violation?" An Chuxia asked tentatively.

"Of course!" The principal nodded: "Of course this is not a violation, you continue to say."

An Chuxia plucked up the courage to continue and said: "After thinking of this idea, I immediately told our art committee."

"It's me." Fang Yuan took a step forward and said: "I thought of this idea and thought it was very good, but I also felt that the composition of this painting was too difficult, so I thought of a person, Suyuan."

The name "Suyuan" was spoken, and the first person who reacted was Mr. Jin. She stood up almost immediately and asked with a bit of excitement: "What? You said Suyuan? Suyuan this child Have you been to school?"

Suyuan is an extremely talented person in painting, she can be called a genius. Such a painting genius, as Suyuan's art teacher at the time, of course she was very impressed with Suyuan.

Even, when Suyuan's family had an accident, she also reached out to help, but Suyuan did not accept it and insisted on dropping out.

Fangyuan was a little frightened and nodded hesitantly.

At this time, the other teachers stood up and asked seriously: "So, did you let this Suyuan paint for you?"

"No!" Fangyuan replied decisively, then turned to look at An Chuxia and said: "Chuxia, right? You can explain, I am not very good at talking."

If you say something wrong, the responsibility is hers.