The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Let You copy

“I believe in Xueliang!” Old Han's expression changed, even if he couldn't believe this fact.

But he had even more confidence in Yan Xueliang.With Yan Xueliang's character, it was impossible to tolerate plagiarism under his nose.

Moreover, Yan Xueliang would sit next to the student directly after, so if the student could still copy it, it was not a matter of grades, but a matter of special abilities.

“Do you believe in Master Yan?” A little sarcasm sounded. “Not that teacher intentionally missed a question at school. You believe, but I don't believe!”

The expressions of the other teachers changed slightly, and many teachers lowered their heads and did not want to participate.

Although, they usually had quite a good relationship with Yan Xueliang.

Because, standing opposite Yan Xueliang was the vice head of this school, Li Changle.

They could not offend, and they even heard that the vice principal would most likely replace the principal and become the next school leader.

The atmosphere became stagnant again, but Yan Xueliang stood up without delay.

He looked at Li Changle with an indifferent expression.

"Vice President Li, since you said he was plagiarism, then you can prove it," Yan Xueliang said.

“Proof?” Li Changle was startled, and immediately looked at Yan Xueliang like a fool.

He didn't take the exam, and that wasn't the question. How can he prove it?

The teachers around were also perplexed, not knowing what Yan Xueliang was planning.

Yan Xueliang took out some papers, which was a test matter for this mock exam.

He placed a pile of paper scrolls on the table, and then pushed it to Li Changle.

"Vice President Li, since you said it was plagiarism, then you better prove whether you can copy all these questions in an hour."

"If Vice School Head Li can copy 710 points, then Yan Xueliang will be punished even if he is negligent."

Copy 710 points, do you want to be punished?

“What do you mean?” Li Changle furrowed his brows, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

Yan Xueliang ignored him, but quietly looked at the paper scroll and made a "please" gesture".

The feeling, Yan Xueliang asked the vice principal to copy?

After all, the meaning was obvious, even if the vice principal copied it, it might not be able to copy 710 points.

This is too insulting to the vice principal, isn't it?

Li Changle's face was even less furious, but as a result swept over the figure that was still sitting like a mountain with half-white hair, and took a breath.

Yan Xueliang's!

Li Changle's heart was cold, and he pointed to a teacher.

"Xiao Zhao, copy!"

"what?"

The teacher surnamed Zhao's face suddenly became a little ugly, with a hint of cold sweat on his forehead.

He had not expected Li Changle to throw this difficult ball at him.

The other teachers looked at Master Zhao's figure with sympathy, and secretly shocked Li Changle's city house in their hearts.

Teacher Zhao wanted to say something Seeing Li Changle's cold gaze, he knew that if he were to refuse today, he would definitely struggle in this school in the future.

“OK!” Teacher Zhao gritted his teeth, his heart confused.

Isn't that just copying? Couldn't he copy seven hundred and ten points?

In the eyes of all teachers, teacher Zhao immediately took out a roll of paper, a cell phone, and a textbook.

Hhhhh ...

The sound of flipping books and writing was immediately heard in this silent conference room.

...

In the classroom, Xiao Wu quietly looked out the window.

He saw everything that was happening on the playground.

"Taken by the teacher?"

Xiao Wu was startled, he looked at the blue sky and the white clouds in the sky amusedly, and whispered softly, "I'm afraid someone won't be lucky."

At the playground, He Yu's face changed suddenly.

The injured Li Xun, plus handing over all the blank papers, Qin Xuan was just looking for death.

If he were to be expelled from the current school, then Qin Xuan's future would fall apart.

Moreover, can I see Qin Xuan being fired?

For a while, He Yu's heart was filled with anger, not only that, but also a kind of sadness in his heart.

Sad for Qin Xuan, and sad for Shen Xinxiu.

...

Nowadays, time is like water in a school conference room.

One hour is not short.

But for a high school teacher to answer all the exam papers from a mock exam, this hour was too short.

"Half hour passed!"

There was a mosquito-like sound from the silent conference room. A teacher looked at the time, then looked towards teacher Zhao who was already sweating, and could not hold his breath.

It takes twelve hours to complete a roll of paper in an hour, even though it was copied, I was worried it was too difficult.

At this moment, everyone seemed to come suddenly.

No wonder Yan Xueliang was so convinced that despite copying, copying 710 points in an hour was definitely a big deal.

Li Changle's expression became increasingly ugly, Master Zhao was only able to complete half of the paper scrolls, and there was also the matter of time-consuming tests such as composition.

Clearly, Yan Xueliang was right, although copied, it was impossible to copy 710 points.

Li Changle's heart burned with anger, and when his eyes were fixed on Yan Xueliang's expressionless face, he clenched the pen in his hand.

Clearly, in front of all the teachers in the school, the slap Yan Xueliang had on his face, he was determined.

"Forget it, Master Zhao!"

The headmaster, who was silent in the conference room, finally waved his hand to stop the joke.

Master Zhao heard it as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and the whole person was leaning behind a pale chair, with a wet mark on his back.

"Right, this student named Qin Xuan shouldn't be plagiarism!"

The headmaster's words made all the teachers afraid to say a word, and even Li Changle, who had previously said nothing, never minded.

They all tested it personally, and it was impossible to copy 710 points. What else could he say?

The headmaster had given him one step, and now he was just insulting himself.

At this moment, a body figure opened the door in panic.

"That's no good, President Li!"

This panic action made all the teachers present frown.

I looked up and found out that it was a doctor at the school hospital.

The panic! ”Kata Li Changle cold.

The doctor took a sip of water and looked at the teacher throughout the room, only then realized that this was not the right time for him to appear.

However, he had arrived, and it was even more impossible to leave without doing anything.

"Well, Li Xun is injured and he has been sent to the hospital!"

“Li Xun's? A student at school? Which class?” The teacher is confused.

"Sst, Li Xun seems to be the son of Vice School Head Li!"

"what?"

The entire conference room fell silent for a moment, and Li Changle suddenly stood up and slapped him on the table loudly.

"Xun'er's hurt? Who did it?" Li Changle was furious. His only son was injured. Can he sit still?

The other teachers did not feel dissatisfied, and Li Changle's move was understandable.

"It looks like the student who hurt Li Xun is called Qin Xuan?"

The air seemed to pause for a moment, and then the entire conference room seemed to explode.

"Qin Xuan's? Was it Qin Xuan who had taken 710 points?"

"Why is he again?"

At this moment, the two figures walked to the door of the conference room.

"Chief School Qian, I brought Qin Xuan!"

Then, a teacher and a teenager walked into the conference room without delay.

Hhhhh ...

All eyes were fixed on the calm and watery expression of the young man, and some teachers were already dumbfounded.

Is this the genius who answered 710 points in an hour? Moreover, Vice President Li's son had just been beaten up to enter the hospital.

"You're Qin Xuan!"

Li Changle felt his chest about to explode, gritted his teeth and looked at the boy with red eyes.

The corner of the young man's mouth gave rise to a beautiful arch, quietly looking at the teachers throughout the room, but he seemed to have nothing to say, and responded in haste.

"Yes!"