Murong Ya ran in just after class, and another set of seamless questioning.
Most of the students in Class 1 stayed to watch the excitement, and at this time the podium was full of people.
Everyone curiously followed Hua Jin's fingers, there were four paragraphs in total, and the first word of each paragraph was intercepted
Author Hua Jin.
After seeing these four words clearly, everyone's expressions brightened.
Yes, if this speech was written by Murong Ya, why did Hua Jin say the key to this speech at once?
Murong Ya also saw these four words, and immediately froze in place.
Even the voices of the group of people who spoke for Murong Ya without thinking stopped abruptly.
The slap in the face came so fast, what should I do?
"Hua Jin! I treat you as a friend! But you're doing these dirty tricks behind my back!"
Murong Ya bit her lips tightly, looking insulted.
"I just hid a small idea, but I didn't expect to be discovered by the head teacher. But you came to question me without thinking, and told everyone that you wrote the speech yourself "
Hua Jin didn't say the whole thing, but all the students present understood it.
yes.
Murong Ya took one friend at a time.
But if it wasn't for Hua Jin's ingenuity hidden in writing, Murong Ya would have made everyone think that Hua Jin framed Murong Ya.
The student with a good memory remembered what Murong Ya said just now.
Why did you tell the teacher that you wrote the speech for me? No matter how jealous you are of me, you can't slander me like this! Who doesn't know what your grades are like, and what my grades are like? !
This is clearly creating something out of nothing, referring to a deer as a horse!
Obviously Murong Ya knew that Hua Jin had written the speech, but after the accident, she opened her mouth so cleverly that she almost turned black into white.
The students present looked at Murong Ya with disdain.
How can such a person be called Hua Jin's friend?
In her heart, is the friend the one who is responsible or the one who blocks the gun?
Only use morality to kidnap others, and don't look at what you are like.
? Even if Murong Ya's reputation in the school is usually good, it is a little bit ruined at this time.
Murong Ya clenched her teeth, and looked at the strange Hua Jin behind the podium.
I don't know if it was her illusion, but she clearly saw a trace of ridicule towards her in Hua Jin's charming and pitiful eyes.
Murong Ya is not reconciled!
But at the moment when everything was exposed, no matter how thick-skinned she was, she was terribly ashamed.
Murong Ya rushed out the door, went out to contact her mother and took her home.
There are still a few girls who usually play well with Murong Ya, and boys who admire Murong Ya, chased after her.
And Hua Jin in the class was comforted by almost everyone.
"Hua Jin, did you really write Murong Ya's speech?"
"Awesome! I didn't expect that the model essays that have been passed on for so long are all Huajin's!"
"Did you write the previous one?"
"The style of this speech is exactly the same as the previous one, it must have been written by Hua Jin!"
The students talked a lot, and Hua Jin walked off the podium amidst everyone's praise.
The old saying is true, there is candy for crying children.
Hua Jin finally understands why Murong Ya has always looked like a peerless white lotus for so many years, it is really easy to use.
"thank you all."
Hua Jin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and smiled a little shyly. The expression of redressing his grievance instantly softened many people's hearts.
Murong Ya used his own way to treat his own body.
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