Hearing this, Cui Hao perked up instantly. His eyes lit up and he turned to look outside. The Dean had his back to him and didn't see his head. Teacher Zhang was absent-minded and didn't notice. She asked in confusion, "What do you want from me, Dean? I'm in class here."
The director sneered, "What class? The principal wants to see you. Go to the principal's office first."
Zhang Ming was stunned and asked hesitantly: "Now?"
The director nodded: "Now, immediately, go right away."
"But I haven't finished my classes yet..." Zhang Ming had a bad feeling and was reluctant to go.
The director frowned. "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Go quickly. I'll help you watch the students."
As he spoke, he walked into Class 3 classroom.
Seeing the situation, Zhang Ming couldn't say anything else and went to the principal's office.
Cui Hao witnessed the entire process from behind and quickly closed the back door, clapping his hands. "Everyone, be quiet for a moment—"
Everyone looked over curiously. Cui Hao hurriedly said, "The latest news is that the old demon boy was called away by the director and sent to the principal's office. Judging from his attitude, he's probably going to die!"
Qin Zhou immediately grasped the key point: "Why ask him to go? Could it be that he did this? Do you have evidence?"
Cui Hao clicked his tongue: "It's almost certain. Let's wait and see."
"Fuck, if it really is him, that's so disgusting!"
"That's right. A teacher not only secretly takes photos of students but also spreads obscene rumors. Is he a human being?"
Class 2 suddenly became noisy again and only quieted down when the director knocked on the door.
…
Zhang Ming walked through the corridor, feeling a little confused. On the one hand, he was worried that the principal would know something, but on the other hand, he felt that he was so secretive that they would not be able to find out.
The two villains argued with each other, and neither could convince the other. Zhang Ming scratched his hair, which was not rich to begin with, in frustration.
When he arrived at the principal's office, he took a few deep breaths to calm down, and tried to look fine before raising his hand to knock on the door.
The principal's voice immediately came from inside: "Come in."
Zhang Ming's heart was lifted. He pushed the door open and walked in. When he looked up, he saw Lan Shuang, and a look of disgust could not be controlled in his eyes.
Mu Yan, who happened to be standing next to him, happened to see this. He chuckled and said, "They say you can't judge a person by his appearance, but some people are more mean-spirited than others."
Zhang Ming's face immediately darkened. "What did you say?"
"I'm talking about you." Mu Yan looked straight at him, his aura of dominance overwhelming, and he didn't give the principal any chance to perform.
"You secretly took pictures of my sister and me, and then spread rumors about me. The evidence is irrefutable. What else do you have to say?"
Zhang Ming's heart skipped a beat. It was indeed because of this incident!
Then he reacted. "There's evidence? Impossible! His card and account weren't his own, so how could they be traced back to him? Was he trying to scam me?"
He calmed himself down, pretending to be innocent and confused, and asked, "What are you talking about? What photos, what evidence?"
Mu Yan sneered, picked up the laptop and turned it to him: "Did you see the coffin? Cry."
Lan Shuang couldn't help laughing. If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry. But if you see the coffin, you will cry, right?
Zhang Ming said impatiently: "I said you——"
The rest of the words were simply muted, stuck in the throat and unable to come out.
He stared wide-eyed at the series of evidence and detailed chat records on the screen, completely stunned.
"Have you finished reading it? Are you still trying to be stubborn?" Lan Shuang walked forward, took the laptop, closed it and put it aside.
"Oh, by the way, it's too late for you to apologize now. I called the police before you came, and they will be here soon."
Lan Shuang looked at Zhang Ming with a smile: "Teacher Zhang, I called you here just to ask what the grudge between us is. Why do you have to force me like this?"
Zhang Ming was still a little dazed. When he heard Lan Shuang say to call the police, he became visibly panicked. "Call the police? What are you calling the police for? Is it worth calling the police for such a small matter?"
"It's a small matter?" Mu Yan stepped forward and stood in front of Lan Shuang, questioning coldly, "Then I'll take a picture of you and post it online, saying that you're a butt-seller. Do you think it's a small matter?"
"You - what nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Ming's face turned red with anger.
"You're so anxious about such a small matter? Is it really that serious?" Lan Shuang poked her head out from behind and looked at him with a smile, "Teacher Zhang, you can't do this."
"You--" Zhang Ming was so angry that he almost ascended to heaven. Unfortunately, he couldn't even win an argument with Lan Shuang, and now there was Mu Yan, who was ready to kill him in an instant.
In desperation, he had no choice but to look to the principal for help, "Principal, are you just going to watch them bully our school's teachers like this?"
"How dare you say that?" The principal laughed in anger. "If it weren't for you, would this matter have become so serious? Look at you, a grown man, doing this to a little girl. Your heart is smaller than the eye of a needle. It really opened my eyes!"
He slammed the table and stood up. "I'm telling you, the school won't cover up for you in this matter. Since you've called the police, you'll bear all the consequences. The school doesn't need a teacher like you with questionable ethics. From today on, you're no longer a teacher at our school. The finance department will pay you the salary you're owed this afternoon."
Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment.
Before he could say anything, Lao Tie came in with a group of people in police uniforms, "Principal, the police are here."
The policeman glanced at the people in the house and asked, "Who called the police?"
His eyes fell on the principal.
Finally, Lan Shuang raised her hand from the corner: "It's me."
police:"?"
They looked Lan Shuang up and down, then asked hesitantly, "Little sister, why did you call the police?"
Lan Shuang glanced at Zhang Ming, briefly explained the whole story, and then showed the police the evidence she had saved from the forum and various group chats.
The policeman's expression immediately changed, and he looked at Zhang Ming with disdain. "Let's go to the police station to take a statement."
"Are we going too?"
Lan Shuang pointed at herself and Mu Yan.
"Well, you guys need to go and cooperate, but you'll be back soon."
"good."
Lan Shuang and Mu Yan followed the police.
It happened to be the end of get out of class time, and the students just came out and saw this scene, and they were shocked.
Qin Zhou and Gu Bo were talking when they spotted Lan Shuang and immediately ran over: "Xiao Lan!"
Lan Shuang turned around when she heard the voice and smiled at her: "Don't worry, we will be back soon and we will have the results soon."
Seeing her relaxed attitude, Qin Zhou felt relieved, thinking that the problem could be solved.
Mu Yan nodded at her, took Lan Shuang in his arms and went downstairs away from the crowd.
Qin Zhou stood there watching. Someone had appeared beside him without him noticing. "Don't worry. Her brother is obviously not a good person. Zhang Ming is doomed this time."
She turned around and saw that it was Gu Bo. She nodded and said, "This is his retribution."
(End of this chapter)
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