Chapter 38: Now is not the time to turn your face

"I'm really shameless, I found the gunman and didn't admit it. Is there any shame?"
"She still has the courage to write a thesis publicly. I really don't know where she is confident."
"I see her brain, was she stunned by the flood when she was a child? Or was she caught by the door? How dare you show off this kind of paper?"
"A vase is a vase, what's the use?"
"The Department of Finance has never had such a scumbag, Tang Nuan painted, it's a shame!"
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The above remarks became more and more ugly, and Tang Nuan directly skipped the painting.
He only hurriedly opened a picture with her paper just pasted on it. Tang Nuan took a closer look at the painting, and his face suddenly turned pale.
How is this going!
Tang Nuanhua was trembling with anger, and the essay published on this photo was not written by her that afternoon.
This paper was obviously dropped!
Song Yijun on one side looked at her reaction, and his heart was broken.
However, he still said with hypocritical consolation, "Nuanhua, don't be sad, it's okay, just do your best for the paper, and then work harder next time, just work hard."
try hard? Is it for this time?
This is obviously someone jealous of her, so she deliberately dropped her paper!
Thinking of this, Tang Nuanhua suddenly turned his head and stared at Song Yijun, her eyes unspeakably sharp.
Needless to say, she must have done this thing again, Song Yijun, this shameless woman just can't see herself a little bit better!
Song Yijun was startled by Tang Nuan's sharp eyes, and couldn't help asking, "Nuanhua, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like this?"
what happened? All of this is not a good thing you did behind your back!
Tang Nuanhua stared at Song Yijun fiercely, wishing to tear off her hypocritical face immediately.
Obviously he is a despicable villain, and he pretends to look like a white lotus all day is really nauseating!
Unfortunately, now is not the time to turn your face.
So in the end, Tang Nuan's painting was still alive, and swallowed the breath.
She said calmly, "It's nothing, it just feels a little dizzy on her head."
After speaking, Tang Nuanhua closed the post and took a deep breath, forcing himself to suppress his full irritation, and finally squeezed out a gentle smile.
"Yijun, thank you for coming to see me specifically and telling me about this. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know anything."
Seeing Tang Nuan painting thanking herself, Song Yijun couldn't help but mocked in her heart, Tang Nuan painting is such a fool!
But he smiled, "Don't be so polite, warm painting, we are good friends, I should help you."
Tang Nuanhua nodded.
Then, she pretended to be weak and raised her forehead, "Oh, my head is so dizzy, Yijun, I may have to rest for a while, you should go back to school quickly and have classes."
After Song Yijun agreed, he left happily.
After her back figure disappeared completely, Tang Nuan painting immediately recovered, saying, Song Yijun, you are really mean!
Later, Tang Nuanhua began to think about how to resolve the current situation.
Obviously, the paper has been dropped. In order to destroy the evidence, the manuscript must have been destroyed.
Although during the exam, Tang Nuan kept his eyes on the painting and copied one more copy.
But now that the results have been announced, even if the manuscript is taken out, everyone will definitely not believe it anymore.
Maybe, everyone will be more convinced that her manuscript was also handwritten with a gun.
Thinking of this, Tang Nuan painting couldn't help narrowing his eyes, thinking bitterly, Song Yijun's hand is really vicious.
However, does she think that with this incident, she can suppress herself and prevent her from turning over?
not that simple.
Tang Nuanhua sneered, she would never let Song Yijun go, absolutely not!
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in the afternoon.
Regardless of physical discomfort, Tang Nuanhua went straight to school.
As soon as I entered the school gate, I began to be pointed at by various people.
These people looked at her with contempt, as if she had done something hurtful and ridiculous, and they laughed at her and accused her.
Tang Nuanhua knew that this time it was a big trouble, and now all teachers and students in the school must know her.
No, to be precise, she should know that she has found a gunman, cheated, and so on.
Her image has deteriorated into this, it is impossible for Tang Nuan to paint without being uncomfortable, but she can only pretend not to hear it.
He walked straight with his head stuffed and went straight to Fu Yansi's office.
At this time, Fu Yansi was wearing white casual clothes, sitting in his seat correcting his homework, looking quiet and beautiful.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door suddenly.
As soon as he looked up, Fu Yansi saw Tang Nuan's painting with red eyes.
In an instant, Fu Yansi hurriedly got up from his seat and walked forward looking at Tang Nuan's painting distressedly, "Why are you crying?"
Tang Nuanhua was aggrieved, and with tears in his heart, he said straightforwardly, "Brother Yan Si, the paper on the bulletin board was not written by me at all."
After speaking, he took out his backup copy from his pocket.
"After I finished writing at that time, I copied a copy of it myself. This one is my own paper. The paper on the bulletin board was overwritten."
When Tang Nuanhua said this, he couldn't help but look up at Fu Yansi, "Brother Yansi, would you believe me?"
Growing up together, Fu Yansi knew Tang Nuan painting best.
Fu Yansi knew well that although Tang Nuan's character painted was naughty, he never lied.
So he naturally nodded, "Nuanhua, don't worry, brother believes in you."
"Thank you, Brother Yansi."
Finally someone was willing to believe in himself, Tang Nuan painting instantly felt extremely warm in his heart.
Pressing her hair, Fu Yansi smiled comfortingly, and then looked at the paper in her hand.
"Show me your paper."
Tang Nuan nodded and gave the paper directly to Fu Yansi.
In the next three minutes, Fu Yansi carefully read Tang Nuan's essay from beginning to end.
After reading it, Fu Yansi couldn't help but twist his brows.
Tang Nuan's papers and the papers on the bulletin board are completely at two different levels.
This shows that the papers on the bulletin board were definitely dropped by someone.
Thinking of this, Fu Yansi's clean and delicate face walked through a trace of anger, "Nuanhua, your paper, indeed, was dropped."
As he said, there was some self-blame, "Oh, I am also to blame for this matter. After you finish the exam, I should see it clearly first. I'm sorry, I was wronged."
Tang Nuanhua shook his head firmly, "Brother Yan Si, you don't need to say that, you are not to blame for this matter. I am just thinking that only by finding evidence that the paper has been exchanged can I prove my innocence."
"It's just..." After speaking, Tang Nuan paused, "Brother Yansi, I might need your help in this matter."