In her previous life, her eldest brother died early, her second sister went blind due to illness, her third brother became autistic, and she herself lived a life of poverty and hardship, scavenging...
Wan Jing raised her hand.
Ran Qiming just felt a headache, "Wan Jing, stand up and speak."
"Zhou wants to organize a gambling party!"
Ran Qiming's expression changed slightly. "What evidence do you have?"
"In the gambling game started by Xue Zhendong, no one was willing to bet on Zhou Xiang to come first. The two of them colluded to defraud money."
The classroom immediately started discussing, could it be that two people were really doing this?
"Xue Zhendong! Zhou Xiang! Is it true?"
The two men stood up.
Zhou Xiang said, "That's fake! Let me ask you, was anyone forced to participate in this gambling game? Wasn't this your own free will?"
Or, did Xue Zhendong ever persuade you to buy my first place? Did you listen? Are you willing to spend money, not to make money, but to donate it to Xue Zhendong?
This incident teaches you a few lessons: 1. Listen to advice and eat your fill. 2. There's no such thing as a free lunch. 3. A more clear lesson is this: you'll lose every time you gamble! Teacher Ran, I'm done.
Ran Qiming laughed in anger, "You have so many twisted theories. I just want to ask you if you set up a gambling game?"
"Set it up? If not, how can we justify the money jumping out of their pockets? Brainless! Jealous! And unrepentant!"
In these eleven words, everyone felt that they were talking about themselves. Xue Zhendong did say that Zhou Xiang’s odds of being first were high, and no one was willing to buy!
"Okay, Wan Jing, have you bought it?"
"I bought it. I bought it."
"Haha, Zhou wanted to praise you. You're the one who's being called brainless. You participated in gambling, and you reported it? Everyone, write a self-criticism of at least 200 words and submit it."
Wan Jing felt aggrieved. "Zhou Xiang was the mastermind. Why isn't she being severely punished?"
"Zhou Xiang was sitting right behind Xue Zhendong. The fact that Xue Zhendong dared to set up the gambling game shows he had the guts to do it. With such a huge trap right before your eyes, you still took the initiative to jump into it. Who do you blame? Do you blame the person who set the trap? Didn't they give you any warnings?"
They are all as stupid as pigs, no wonder their grades have dropped. Dai Dong, stick it on the back and let them open their eyes and look at their grades.
Wan Jing, ask everyone, is there anyone who blames Zhou Xiang and Xue Zhendong for this? I actually think they should be praised because they taught you a lesson about society! Use your brains and your hearts! Don't be stubborn!
Ran Qiming flicked his sleeves and left, and Xue Zhendong winked at Zhou Xiang.
Awesome! It's just a review. No big deal!
Dai Dong posted the ranking list on the blackboard at the back. Everyone crowded over to take a look. After reading it, they all came back sighing. Compared to when they first entered school, their grades had dropped a lot!
When Wan Jing saw her ranking, she exclaimed that it was impossible because she was last in the list.
No one wanted to pay attention to her. If it weren't for her, no one would have written a self-criticism together!
When Ran Qiming returned to the office, he told the teacher there about this matter. He was the grade leader, and this matter was also a lesson for him.
The teachers paused, and then one of them said weakly, "The students were suddenly very excited before the midterm exam. Could it be because of this?"
The other teachers nodded.
The head teacher of Class 2 said, "Teacher Ran, what should we do? At least your class has written self-criticisms, and we have no evidence! Haha, I suddenly envy you for having Wan Jing in your class."
Ran Qiming glanced at him sideways and asked, "How about transferring her to your class?"
"No, no, no, forget it! I can't stand that troublemaker."
A female teacher said, "You have to punish them! Who knows what they'll do next time! In my opinion, you should severely criticize Zhou Xiang. This is definitely her fault."
Ran Qiming looked at her coldly, "I think it's quite appropriate for Wan Jing to be transferred to your class. You both like to blame others for your mistakes."
After saying that, he turned and left the office.
The other teachers looked at her, shook their heads, and returned to their desks.
Wang Shaoqin always felt that she and Ran Qiming were the best match.
If a female teacher got close to him, no matter whether she was married or not, he would bully her until she felt ashamed. Now, just because Ran Qiming was protecting a student, he said such words.
Ran Qiming did nothing wrong and all students should be punished.
Even if he protected her, so what? Zhou Xiang thought that if she was in his class, he would protect her unconditionally.
The female teacher stamped her feet in anger. Zhou Xiang wasn't even his relative, so why was he so protective of her? If it weren't for the huge age gap and Zhou Xiang's unattractive looks, she would have thought they had some hidden secret.
Zhou Xiang, who is not very good-looking, said: Haha, what do you know? Your aesthetic standards are outdated! I am a cute little loli!
Ran Qiming could only go to the principal's office. Ji Zhongcheng saw him coming again and laughed, "Wouldn't it be better if you got married quickly so that there wouldn't be any problems?"
"With whom?"
"A lot, just waiting for your nod!"
"If that's the case, the child would be as old as Zhou Xiang by now."
"What's the matter? Did Zhou Xiang confront you again?"
"He didn't blame me, he blamed the whole class."
"Come on, come on, tell me how happy I am."
"I'm just worried you won't be able to have fun!"
Who would have thought that after hearing this, Ji Zhongcheng clapped his hands and laughed, "Great! That's great! These students pretend to be adults all day long, thinking they have grown up and can enter society, but they haven't even entered society yet! Zhou Xiang and Xue Zhendong taught them a lesson.
You, go find Xue Zhendong, he must have the list, I want that list."
"What are you going to do?"
"I want to see who are the ones who refuse to admit their mistakes and who are the ones who correct them."
So the principal personally went to Class 2 to Class 6 of the first grade and asked those who participated in gambling to write a self-criticism and submit it.
Xue Zhendong handed in the list obediently, and he made a profit as the gambling money was not confiscated.
After Ran Qiming left, Xue Zhendong coughed lightly and said, "I'm sorry for making you all write self-criticisms. I'll buy some candy for everyone tomorrow!"
"Okay! I want to eat White Rabbit." A classmate made an suggestion.
"Okay! Two for each person." Xue Zhendong said decisively.
The man continued, "Next time! If this happens again, go to another class to start a gambling game. Don't bring our class with you. We have an undercover agent in our class."
"Ha ha."
"Ha ha."
The class burst into laughter.
Wan Jing's face turned red with anger, but she didn't dare to argue because the person who said this was Chen Gao, the most naughty boy in the class. No matter whether it was a boy or a girl, he would go up and beat them up if they were criticized, without caring about his classmates' reputation at all.
However, except for Zhou Xiang, because he never goes near Zhou Xiang.
Chen Gao: Haha, when she beats you, she’s so ferocious that even I’m afraid of her.
Zhou Xiang felt that this Grade 7 Class 1 was more and more interesting.
The other five classes cried out in grief when they learned that Zhou Xiang was number one in the grade. To make matters worse, the principal made things even worse. It was the most miserable situation in the world!
Xue Zhendong quietly told the monitor of Class 2 that it was Wan Jing who reported it.
As a result, Wan Jing always received people's cold stares. When she went to the toilet, some girls would deliberately make indirect accusations against her, and when she went to the store, some boys would deliberately block the counter.
In short, she fully felt the warmth and coldness of life.