My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 46

Chapter 46 Turning the Tide at Night: Which hand touched it? 【2 more】

After stepping on it, Sheng Song kicked the cup away again.

The cup rolled away with a gurgling sound, and I don't know which corner it rolled to.

Sheng Song was very satisfied with his masterpiece. He clapped his hands and left.

He smiled coldly, this is just the beginning.

Four and a half hours later, at 6:50 in the morning, students were already arriving at school one after another.

The Grade 2 (1) class was in a mess at the moment, and they were all gathered around Ye Turning the Tide.

“Let's clean it up before the new classmates arrive. Who did this? I was the last one to leave yesterday, and this didn't happen yet.”

“I can't hide this after packing it up. The books are all damaged. The library is not open yet, so I can't get new books.”

"Who did it? Who did it?" the deputy monitor shouted, "If you really don't like the new classmates, then confront them face to face. Are you still a human being who does such little tricks behind your back?"

The girl was very calm, so calm that it was beyond everyone's expectation.

The students' movements were all: "New, new classmates are here..."

“Turn the tide, wait a while and then go in again.”

Ye Turning aside the crowd, walked around the classroom, and finally found the cup Yan Tingfeng gave her in the corner behind the door.

Ye Bianlan nodded: "Where is your brother?"

And she noticed that the cup on the table was missing.

“He? I don't know him either—”

“The locks have been picked, could it be an outsider?”

After a few seconds, the deputy squad leader came back to his senses: "Why don't you stop me? I'm afraid something will happen to her!"

She picked up the cup, asked the girl next to her to borrow wet wipes, and wiped the dust and scratches on it.

Rong Yu wrapped his clothes tightly tightly, but found that it was of no avail because he still felt a bone-chilling chill.

Content area: “…”

Could it be that the course he taught yesterday finally made her interested?

The two girls were dejected: "I can't help it, I was seen through in just one sentence, and I haven't even started to perform yet..."

"I'm sorry about the cup you gave me." Ye Banglan said, "I originally left it in the classroom for drinking water, but I didn't take it home yesterday, so it became like this."

The man's body was still stained with morning dew, carrying the unique fresh smell of the grass.

Ye Banlan just glanced at the two of them and smiled slightly: "I know, something happened."

If this happened to someone else, fear, terror, crying, rage, madness...these are all possible emotions.

It's useless, it's still dirty.

The broken books and exercise books were still on the ground, and it was easy to see how much abuse her position had suffered last night.

He was wearing a long black trench coat today, blending in with the darkness.

Yan Tingfeng's eyes moved down and saw the ruined cup in her hand. He remained gentle: "It's okay, it's just a cup. I still have it here."

But the only thing that can turn the tide at night is calm.

After seeing her, the two girls quickly stepped forward and surrounded her on the left and right.

Where did this come from?

The deputy squad leader asked the two girls to go outside to watch, while he and several other class cadres collected evidence.

“I bet it wasn't our classmates who did it. We are all good people. The new classmate is so good, it's too late for us to pamper him.”

“Yes, to turn the tide, someone is making trouble in the class, and the deputy squad leader is organizing discipline.”

Where is the person who is blocking it? !

The students were busy discussing, and they did not forget to help Ye Turn the Tide and tidy up their desks.

At 7:05, I turned the tide and went upstairs.

A soft voice sounded from behind the two of them.

“Miss Ye is looking for me?”

The night is turning and the eyelashes are lowered.

It was so gray that the original color was almost invisible.

"I'm going out for a while. If you haven't come back before class, please ask for leave for me and the teacher." Ye Banglan took the cup and left the classroom.

A little girl of this age can't hide anything she has on her mind.

“Classmate Ye?!” Rong Yu was opening the door. He was startled, “Why are you here so early today?”

The two girls were stunned. In these few seconds, Ye Banlan had already entered the classroom.

How can someone reassure others that everything is alright while their own murderous intent is already overflowing?

Which blind **** offended these two lunatics?

"When Miss Ye comes over at noon, there will be new cups." Yan Tingfeng tilted his head, "I will ask someone to find out who made this."

Here, Ye turned the tide and came to the psychological consultation room.

Rong Yu was startled: "Wait a minute, you need to check this matter-"

Yan Tingfeng glanced at him.

Rong Yu shut up, but felt incredible.

To investigate a gangster in school, you actually need to use the power of Bureau 723?

Go crazy!

"No need, I'll do it myself." Ye Banlan shook his head, "Thank you for the gift, I won't throw it away this time."

Yan Tingfeng couldn't help but be startled. His eyelashes moved slightly and he chuckled: "No need to say thank you, I believe Miss Ye will protect my... gift."

The class bell rang, and Ye turned the tide and returned to class. Classes continued as usual, so calm that it was incredible.

After class, her classmates gathered around to comfort her.

“Don't be angry, when we find the culprit, we will beat him up together!”

But everyone knows that without monitoring, it is difficult to find the culprit.

"I'm not angry." Ye Banlan said, "This little thing has not reached the bottom line of my anger."

Deputy monitor: “…”

This kind of thing doesn't work, so what can we do to reach the bottom line?

The second period was a self-study class. Ye Banlan did not read a book, so she unlocked her phone.

After entering a string of characters, I connected to the surveillance camera on the street outside the wall.

After a few seconds, a pop-up box popped up on the screen.

【Transmission completed. 】

"Is this surveillance outside the school?" Su Xueqing didn't have time to think about how Ye Wanlan got it. She was stunned, "Yes, our class happens to be near the street, and the surveillance may have captured it, but..."

With such a blurry video, even if you can find the person, you can't see clearly at all.

But then, two more pop-up boxes popped up together.

【Clarity has been restored】

【Noise reduction processing has been carried out】

The clarity of the surveillance instantly reached 1080p ultrclear!

"You..." Su Xueqing's eyes widened slightly. At the same time, she also saw the person in the video clearly, "It's Sheng Song from Class 2!"

This matter was done by Sheng Song, so it was expected.

“Sheng Song?” Ye Banglan looked up. She had never heard of this person.

This proves that such a person is not worth getting to know.

“Turn the tide, you just transferred to No. 7 Middle School and don't understand this place. Sheng Song and a few of his friends are a small group in the school. They have always been lawless and the teachers can't control them.”

“What else have they done?”

Su Xueqing shook her head and whispered: "Many, many students have been bullied by them, but they also know how to bully the weak. As long as they have some background, they will not touch them."

"Okay." Ye Banglan saved the surveillance video and remained calm, "I understand."

"You...you must not run into him." Su Xueqing tasted another kind of madness in this calmness, "He is not as simple as imagined. Last time, there was a student in Class 9 who was forced to Dropped out of school due to depression.”

Ye Banlan hummed, and it seemed that he listened.

The bell rang during the break. Su Xueqing wanted to take Ye Bianlan to relax, but when she raised her head, she was gone.

Turning the tide at night, I arrived at Class 2, Grade 2.

The classroom was very noisy, but when she came in, there was a moment of silence.

At the very back, Sheng Song crossed his legs and was smiling.

After hearing the sound, he turned back and glanced at Ye Banglan without any fear.

There is no evidence, what can be done to him?

Even if there is evidence, what can be done to him?

There were so many people bullied by him in No. 7 Middle School. As long as it didn't cause too much trouble, who could say a word to him?

His surname may be Sheng.

Even if it is just a branch of the Sheng family, it cannot be compared to a small family.

He came to No. 7 Middle School just to play. After one trial and error, he could afford to lose and start over. Those good students could not afford to lose and had to endure it!

"Hey, isn't this a transfer student from Class 1?" The boy next to Sheng Song whistled towards Ye Banglan, "Why are you here in our Class 2? Could it be that he met Su Shen, who has always been number one in our class? , moved on and fell in love?"

Most of the students in No. 7 Middle School are students from ordinary families. They have no way to understand the love, hatred and hatred in Jiangquan, and they have no time to care.

But Sheng Song had already announced to the class yesterday that he would stay overnight to turn the tide and act as a substitute for Sheng Yunyi next to Zhou Hechen. The students in Class 2 looked at her strangely.

Su Xubai looked back calmly, with an indifferent expression.

He has no interest in a substitute.

Ye Tuanlan stepped forward, not caring about the sights around him, and walked until she was in front of Sheng Song.

“Brother Song, it's terrible, the transfer student is here to find you.” The boy bumped Sheng Song's arm and joked, “But your home is not that easy to get into.”

Sheng Song glanced at Ye Tuanlan: "It's easy to get in. I have several dogs at home. Why is it so hard to get in?"

The boy laughed "ha".

The next second, there was an earth-shattering sound, drowning out the laughter.

“Bang!”

Ye Turnan raised his leg and kicked it on the table.

Sheng Song never expected that she would take action directly.

The table fell, and the momentum acted on him behind the table. He accidentally hit the chair and himself on the ground.

Sheng Song groaned uncontrollably.

There was silence in the classroom.

“Which hand touched it?” Ye Banlan took another step forward, his voice unexpectedly gentle, “This one, or this one?”

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