The homeroom teacher, with a gloomy expression, said to the three of them, "Shut up, I'll call your parents this afternoon."
Shen Jiayi shouted, "Teacher! That definitely wasn't written by us! It must have been Yuan Pingping who forged it!"
The homeroom teacher slammed her hand on the table, looked at her, and said, "Could she forge your handwriting? No wonder your scores suddenly improved so much in the second-term midterm exam. Are you all very smart? You didn't dare to copy everything, you only copied 70% of the answers, right?"
No wonder their average score was much higher than before.
He thought they had studied hard and was quite happy about it.
As a result, their grades dropped back down in the following semester, making him happy for nothing.
He was wondering why their grades kept fluctuating; it turned out they were copying answers.
The homeroom teacher's words immediately caused the entire class to look at the four of them with disdain.
"Teacher! She stole it herself! We didn't force her! It really wasn't us! That piece of paper definitely wasn't written by us!" Wu Ping cried out loudly, trying to clear her name.
The homeroom teacher frowned and glared at her, saying, "Do you think I'm stupid or blind? Do you think I can't read your handwriting? I've been looking at it for three years, do you think I wouldn't recognize your handwriting?"
Because of this issue, Yuan Mengge even specially studied Yuan Pingping's handwriting.
After being rebuked by their homeroom teacher, Wu Ping and the other two glared fiercely at Yuan Mengge, their eyes conveying a gritted smile: You're dead after school!!!
Yuan Mengge smiled.
It seems that her slaps earlier didn't teach them a lesson.
Not long after, Wei Jingting returned with the boy who had gone to make the phone call with her. He stood at the door and said, "Report."
He Qingfeng turned to look at the two of them and asked, "Did you find out?"
After Wei Jingting entered, everyone's eyes turned to her. She glanced at Yuan Mengge with slight surprise before turning to the homeroom teacher and saying:
"I got through to her. The older sister she mentioned has already left home and will be coming to school soon. And Yuan Pingping's family... her mother said they have cut ties with Yuan Pingping and told her not to contact them for anything in the future, and to let Yuan Pingping take responsibility for herself."
Upon hearing this, He Qingfeng looked at her in surprise and asked, "Are you serious? Is that person really her mother?"
Wei Jingting nodded and said, "The person who answered the phone said she was Yuan Pingping's mother, and when her mother spoke to me, she sounded very angry."
After listening, He Qingfeng nodded to Wei Jingting, then frowned and looked at Yuan Mengge: "Have you really cut ties with your family?"
Yuan Mengge: "I already said, I have nothing to do with them anymore."
He Qingfeng stood up and said to her, "Come out with me for a moment."
Yuan Mengge got up and walked out, then followed the homeroom teacher to the stairwell at the end of the corridor.
After considering for a moment, He Qingfeng asked her, "What... happened between you and your family? Were you kicked out by your family?"
Yuan Mengge said, "A lot has indeed happened. I came out on my own, not because they kicked me out."
When He Qingfeng heard her say that she had come alone, he frowned and looked at her with some surprise, asking, "You came out by yourself? How old are you to leave home on your own? Without your family's help, your life will be very difficult in the future, do you know that? How could you be so impulsive?"
“No, teacher. My life will be easier without them,” Yuan Mengge said, looking at him.
“You’re still young, you don’t understand. When you graduate and enter society, you’ll realize that without your parents’ protection, you’ll be bullied, and you’ll regret it later,” He Qingfeng sighed and lectured her.
Yuan Mengge shook her head again, looking at him firmly and saying, "Teacher, I will never regret it, even if I die."
He Qingfeng said, "It's too early for you to say that. You're just acting on impulse, you know? Have you thought about it? You only have one more semester until graduation. After graduation, you won't even be sixteen years old. No one will want to hire you when you go out to work, do you know that?"
Yuan Mengge replied, "I can go to high school after graduation, and then I'll go to university. I won't be working so early."
"With grades like yours, you still want to go to university? You're dreaming. You can't even get into high school, you know that?" He Qingfeng said to her speechlessly after hearing her words.
With her grades being the worst in the class, she wouldn't even be able to get into high school, let alone be at the bottom.
At most, you can only go to a vocational college and attend a technical secondary school.
As Yuan Pingping's homeroom teacher, how could He Qingfeng not see whether Yuan Pingping's grades were good enough for high school?
Yuan Mengge said, "I still have one semester left, teacher, how can you be so sure I won't pass the exam?"
He Qingfeng crossed his arms in front of her and looked at her, saying, "Don't I know you? If you could study, your grades wouldn't be this bad. Do you know what score you need to get into high school? Do you know what your own score is?"
Yuan Mengge said to him, "I will improve my grades. There's still time, isn't there?"
He Qingfeng gave her a look that said, "Do you think I believe you?" and then, not wanting to continue the topic, said to her:
"Alright, this isn't about grades. This is about your family. Go home this weekend and apologize properly. If you're scared, I'll visit your home."
Yuan Mengge shook her head and said to him, "Please don't. I finally escaped from that family. Don't send me back to that hellhole. I know you mean well, but sometimes good intentions don't necessarily lead to good results. Please don't interfere in my family's affairs."
He Qingfeng saw that she was still so ungrateful, as if she was saying that he was meddling in other people's business.
I instantly felt like my good intentions had been taken for granted.
This instantly put He Qingfeng in a bad mood, and he said to her somewhat angrily, "I'm your teacher. Is it wrong for me to help you solve your problems?"
Yuan Mengge didn't want to continue talking to him and said, "Teacher, you just need to take care of my studies. Don't worry about anything else. And right now, shouldn't you be concerned about the slander and defamation they're putting me in? That's the most important thing."
As she spoke, she turned and walked towards the classroom. She entered the classroom, looked at Shen Jiayi and the other two, and said, "You three, if you don't want to drop out of school, stand in front of me, bow your heads, and apologize! Then write a thousand-word self-criticism and read it aloud at the school assembly!"
As she spoke, she pointed at them and then at the ground in front of her.
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