Everyone was stunned when they saw Shi Qianzhen call the police.
"Hello, this is the Yancheng North District Police Station. How can I help you?"
Chen Qian felt his phone getting hot in his hand. He looked up and saw Shi Qian's indifferent expression, and immediately felt a surge of anger.
How dare this student be so arrogant!
He glared at Shi Qian, then picked up his phone: "Hello, this is a teacher from Yancheng No. 1 Middle School. A student has been caught stealing and refuses to admit wrongdoing. We would like to call the police."
"Okay, we'll send someone over to find out."
After reporting the crime to the police, Chen Qian felt even more confident. He rolled his eyes at Shi Qian and said, "It's no use for a thief to cry 'stop thief!' Don't come crying and begging for mercy when the police arrive."
"I've seen plenty of students like you; they won't learn their lesson until they're faced with the ultimate obstacle."
"It seems I underestimated you. With a personality like that, it's no wonder Shi Yan was bullied so badly by you."
Chen Qian glanced at Shi Yan and saw that Shi Yan's face had turned pale with grievance, which made him feel even more disgusted with Shi Qian.
Shi Yan was furious after witnessing them call the police. Was it really necessary? Was it really necessary?!
What happened? Why was the police called? What will he do when the police arrive?
Shi Yan was flustered. He carefully recalled whether he had overlooked anything yesterday or left any evidence. As long as there was no evidence, he was safe.
He's now in a bind, like someone being roasted on a hot stove.
The police have already been notified, so I have no choice but to insist that Shi Qian stole the sheet music. Otherwise, if things get out of hand and the whole school knows that I wronged Shi Qian, it will be even more disadvantageous for him.
Anyway, the camera did capture Shi Qian passing by, which Shi Qian couldn't deny. As for whether he actually went into the practice room, who knows? As long as he sticks to his guns, there's no problem.
Chen Qian beckoned Shi Yan over to his side, patted Shi Yan's back reassuringly, and said gently, "Shi Yan, don't be afraid. Your teacher is here and will definitely uphold justice for you."
Then, turning to Shi Qian, she continued her reprimand without any politeness: "Shi Yan is good-natured and doesn't want to argue with you, but that doesn't mean that as his teacher, I can just let this matter slide!"
"Shi Yan is able to participate in the arts festival and have his own solo performance because he is capable. I've seen plenty of your petty sabotage when you were young. Isn't it just because you're afraid someone will steal the spotlight?"
"But what's the use of stealing the sheet music? You don't even know how to play it. Taking it will only make you a laughingstock!"
"It must have been tough for your parents to send you from the countryside to Yancheng. If it weren't for the Shi family's kindness in taking you in, do you think you'd be standing here now, with the right to speak to me?"
“Without the Shi family’s help, without Shi Yan, you probably wouldn’t even have seen or touched a violin,” Chen Qian glanced at Shi Qian leaning against the piano and yawned, frowned, and pushed him, “Don’t get this piano dirty, you can’t afford to pay for it!”
"I'm trying to reason with you and you're dozing off. Is this how you learned to respect your teachers after all these years of schooling?"
"Oh right, I forgot, didn't you often get sick and take leave before? I guess you didn't attend many classes. I think you brought this illness on yourself, it's probably some kind of retribution."
"Are you mute? Why aren't you saying a word? Do you think I'm wrong? Let me tell you, I've seen more than you've ever eaten rice. I've seen plenty of people like you. Don't think you can get away with this. Don't think you'll be fine just because you're not talking!"
"It's a blessing that I have time to say a few words to you now!"
"What are you doing? Where are you going? Why are you taking that chair? Are you trying to hit someone?..."
Shi Qian's eyelids were drooping. He had forgotten to eat breakfast and was a little hypoglycemic. He had just been pushed by Chen Qian and almost lost his balance. Not getting enough sleep, not eating, and walking all the way to the music room had made him feel a little dizzy. He turned his head to look at the stool next to him, walked over and picked it up.
"The police will be here soon. If you dare to hit someone here now, it will be an even bigger crime. I'm telling you..."
Before Chen Qian could finish speaking, Shi Qian slammed a chair down next to the piano and sat down.
"Okay, teacher, you can continue. I'm a little dizzy, I need to rest for a bit."
Shi Qian made a gesture, signaling Chen Qian to continue.
This was the first time Chen Qian had encountered such a stubborn student who didn't even bother to pretend!
"You're getting cocky now because of your connections with the Shi family, aren't you? The Shi family's own son is standing right here! He's your cousin! No wonder you're a poor country bumpkin. Look closely! This isn't your hometown, this is Yan City! This isn't a place for you to act recklessly!"
Shi Qian yawned, raised his chin, and looked at Shi Yan, asking, "My dear cousin, the Shi family's own son, your dear cousin didn't sleep well last night and is sleepy now. I wonder if you could sit down and rest for a while?"
During the years at school, Shi Yan had taken advantage of Shi Qian's illness and confusion to blur his own identity with Shi Qian. Now, when Shi Qian asked him such a sarcastic question, his expression turned sour.
But he was even more afraid that Shi Qian would expose his identity, so he had no choice but to plead for mercy.
"Teacher, please let Shi Qian sit for a while. My cousin is not in good health, and I'm afraid he might fall ill again later. It would be difficult to explain to his family when he gets home."
"Did anyone bring candy or anything like that?" Shi Qian continued to ask.
Before anyone could react, one of the band members who had come along blurted out, "I have some candy here."
He then pulled a mint from his pocket and handed it over, only to realize that everyone was staring at him.
The man seemed a little embarrassed. Shi Qian glanced at him, took the candy from his hand, and said, "Thank you."
Shi Qian slowly and naturally peeled off the candy wrapper, but stopped just before popping it into his mouth. He looked at Shi Yan and politely asked, "Young Master Shi, may I ask if your poor cousin can have some candy now?"
Shi Yan dared not say no, and could only awkwardly hum in agreement.
Shi Qian smiled, popped the candy into her mouth, and felt a little better.
"Everyone, sit down. Don't stand. It's tiring. We still have to wait for the police, don't we?"
Shi Qian pointed to a chair placed to the side, then comfortably leaned back in it, as if he had come not to be interrogated, but to conduct an inspection.
When Chen Qian saw this scene and heard Shi Yan speaking up for Shi Qian, he was furious at his son's lack of self-respect. How could a young master from a wealthy family be bullied like this by poor relatives from the countryside?
"Shi Yan, you're so kind-hearted! Look at how he treated you! He stole your sheet music! Do you know how important this year's arts festival is? Didn't your teacher tell you that the president of the Beijing Musicians Association would be here? How are you going to practice after losing your sheet music on such an important occasion?"
Shi Qian, having regained some strength, spoke up leisurely from the side, saying, "You can't practice just because you lost the sheet music? You've practiced for so long and still haven't memorized it? Didn't you write it yourself? What, you can't rewrite it?"
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