Jia Wentao still didn't believe it and argued: "How can you prove that what you said is true? If you write two words, it is not impossible to frame your classmates here."
"That's enough. "
Director Ding scolded from the side: "Aren't you in enough trouble? I can tell the changes in Wang Sheng's glyphs in the past few months from the homework he handed in in his calligraphy class."
Wang Sheng did not expect that the calligraphy class he had chosen at the time would be useful at this time. By chance, he escaped this assassination attempt.
Jia Wentao said bravely: "Then let's ask Yan Xueguan to uphold justice."
"Okay, okay."
Director Ding looked at Jia Wentao with disappointment. He stood up and went to the door to call his disciples to convey the message, then turned back to Jia Wentao and said: "When Yan Xueguan comes, I hope you will tell the truth, otherwise..."
He sighed, "I'm afraid this school You can't stay any longer. Nothing so bad has ever happened in our school since its establishment. After the matter is dealt with, you have to report it to the professor."
Jia Wentao still wanted to report it. This is comparable to the situation. It was much more serious before, so he said quickly: "Director Ding, I think something may have gone wrong somewhere. I thought it was wrong. We can handle it internally. There is no need to bother Xueguan Yan to go there in person."
"It's late. I have sent someone to inform Yan Xueguan that you may be on the way now."
Director Ding refused and took back the papers handed to everyone and put them back to their original places.
Seeing something was wrong, Jia Wentao held his stomach and said, "Ouch! Director Ding, the student wants to go to the toilet!"
"Go. Wang Sheng, Shaohuai, you two Let him go."
It was obvious that Ding Jundao was used to this little trick. Instead of exposing it directly, he asked Wang Sheng and Ji Shaohuai to follow him, making it clear that Jia Wentao would not be allowed to escape.
Jia Wentao stroked his belly and said in surprise to Director Ding: "Master, I feel that I can still hold on until Yan Xueguan comes here."
Director Ding glanced at Jia Wentao
"It's okay! Director Ding, I'm fine!"
Jia Wentao patted his belly and made a crisp sound - "Pa".
Ba Liangping was amused by Jia Wentao's actions and burst into laughter.
Everyone turned their eyes and looked at Ba Liangping.
He stopped laughing instantly, hid behind Ba Zhuoxin, and said weakly: "Hug... I'm sorry."
At this moment, Yan Xueguan came from outside the door. He came over and asked, "Qingsong, you sent someone to look for me in a hurry, but what's important?"
Wang Sheng looked back and saw that Yan Xueguan was obviously walking quickly. In this slightly cold weather, , there was a lot of sweat on his forehead.
"Oh, regular."
Ding Xun stood up and responded, and everyone also bowed their hands in greeting.
"I have a letter here, please read it."
He handed the letter to Yan Xueguan and continued: "A few months ago, students signed a letter asking for help. Did you transfer Ji Shaohuai out of their courtyard?"
Yan Zhengze opened the letter, read it carefully, and replied, "It is true."
"Today, there are two more students. Come to me and tell me that there is a discrepancy between this matter and how it was handled at that time."
Yan Zhengze had already read the letter, looked up at Ding Qingsong, and said, "What's the discrepancy?"
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"My student, Jia Wentao, claimed that Wang Sheng was the instigator behind the scenes and assigned two students, Ba Zhuoxin and Ba Liangping, to write letters. He was just a scapegoat. He was the one who submitted this letter. Evidence."
"Why didn't you tell me before?"
Yan Zhengze frowned and looked at Jia Wentao seriously: "If he is guilty, then he is innocent. Do you know that protecting your classmates and letting the culprits go free is disrespectful to the knowledge you have learned?"
"I thought about my friendship with my classmates and couldn't bear to let Classmate Wang go unpunished. Such a reputation."
Jia Wentao followed Yan Xueguan's words and said: "However, after reflection, I have decided to give everyone justice, and I just laid it out here today."
"Then in front of Yan Xueguan, tell the real people behind the scenes, and I will treat you as sincerely repentant. I will report it to Professor Ming one day and say for you that you can correct your mistakes if you admit them."
< p> Director Ding interrupted directly and handed Yan Xueguan all the papers that Wang Sheng had submitted for practicing calligraphy in the past few months, and said: "Zhengze, this is the change in Wang Sheng's handwriting in the past few months. Look."Yan Zhengze took it and took a look, then carefully compared the handwriting of the letter, which was not obvious on his face, and asked: "Jia Wentao, do you think the handwriting of the two is the same?"
"Of course they are different. , but isn’t it normal for one person to write two kinds of characters? If Mr. Wang can still practice writing with his left hand, then I can only say nothing and consider myself unlucky?”
“But, Wang Sheng. The habit of changing the pen once was corrected after the second monthly exam, and it was under my personal guidance. And..." Director Ding Xun pointed out one word directly: "Isn't this the original letter? Liangping's signature is also different from usual. "Liangping, come here and identify me..."
Ba Zhuo hesitated for a moment. Xin quickly turned to him and said, "It's okay. I just want you to learn to read. The instructor will not beat you, and the academic officer will not beat you."
"Okay..."
Ba Liangping moved out from behind Ba Zhuoxin, took the letter to identify it, and replied: "It is indeed not written by me. The word 'Liang' I wrote is heavier, and it will be connected with the word 'Ping' by the way. write in one piece. Regarding this matter, Master, you can ask Zhuo Xin, or check my homework. "
How can Ding Xun not know about this?
He himself is a teacher of calligraphy. Without any knowledge, he cannot be a teacher.
Ding The instructor nodded and said to Ba Zhuoxin: "Go back. "
Ba Liangping was relieved when he heard this and went straight back to his original position.
Yan Xueguan listened to what happened and felt like a mirror. He was afraid that Jia Wentao, a student, might deceive him. I'm so upset, I might forget the handwriting of the letter, and just want to fish in troubled waters, but I never thought that my husband is a master of calligraphy.
"Do you have anything else to say?" "
"I..."
Jia Wentao scratched his palms anxiously, his eyes moved up and down, unable to think of a way, "Yan Xueguan, I do have one more thing to report. ”
“I really don’t know much about this matter, and it’s my fault. I don’t know the people behind the scenes. "
"Aren't you still willing to say it? "
Yan Zhengze scolded: "Don't think that just because your father donated the land, you can make trouble in the university! We use furniture to subsidize government education, and we can also return those fields to you! "
Jia Wentao was so frightened by Yan Xueguan's furious voice that he fell to his knees and said intermittently: "Yan Xueguan, I really don't know! He came to me wearing a curtain hat, just handed me these things, told me what to say, and left. ”
“Then why do you listen to him?” ”
“He has an order from the Jia family. The person who enforces the order is kind to my Jia family, so I have to listen!” ”