After the princess dressed as a school scum, she became a heartthrob

Chapter 43 Complaints
on Monday.

As soon as Si Jinyan arrived in the classroom, he was called to the Academic Affairs Office before he sat down.

In addition to the dean, there is also Mr. Bai, the head teacher of class [-], in the office.

"Sit down, Si Jinyan." The dean looked at this beautiful girl who was completely different from before, and pointed to the only empty chair next to her.

"I called you here today, do you know why?" she asked after she sat down.

"I don't know." Si Jinyan smiled lightly without being nervous.

"You are fearless. I have been harassed by phone calls from [-] or [-] parents after I arrived this early in the morning." The dean snorted.

Si Jinyan remained silent, waiting for him to continue.

"Teacher Bai, this is a student in your class, tell me."

The teacher who was called was startled as if he had just woken up, "Ah, oh, okay."

"Si Jinyan, can you play the guzheng?" Teacher Bai asked irrelevantly.

"know a little."

"Oh, then why didn't you sign up when the school held the party two years ago? I heard from Teacher Xia that your level is not comparable to that of ordinary people. If you can go to the party, then our class's program will definitely win. No.1, isn’t this also a fight for the class”

Before he finished speaking, the dean glared at him and said, "I want you to explain clearly to Si Jinyan the reason for calling her here. What are you talking about?"

"Teacher Bai, I think you're going back as you live!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm just saying, don't be angry." Teacher Bai said with a good temper.

At this time, Si Jinyan had already guessed almost exactly.

Probably someone saw the trending search on Saturday and thought she was an illegitimate daughter, the daughter of a third-year student, with a bad reputation, which would affect other students.

"Si Jinyan, it's Saturday, you know that?" Teacher Bai said in a very kind tone.

"You mean to say that the online comments about me being an illegitimate daughter have affected the image of the school?" Si Jinyan said directly to the dean.

The dean Xu also knew that this matter was not Si Jinyan's fault, and his tone was much more relaxed than before, "I only found out about this matter after I arrived at school early this morning. Many parents came to complain. It is not wrong to ask you to come here." I want to say something else, but I just want to know the specific situation. As for your life experience, I will contact your father to communicate, so you don't have to worry about it."

"However, you are still a high school student, and you still have to focus on your studies. Don't watch those little girls on the Internet doing live broadcasts, making short videos, etc. to make money. You don't even read books. Let me tell you, don't watch them They have made money now, and some of them will regret it later.”

"Don't worry, I will study hard and improve every day." Si Jinyan smiled and nodded.

Seeing that she was so sensible and obedient, the teaching director felt that what he just said was not in vain, so he nodded and said, "That's fine, you go to class first, and if you have anything to do in the future, you can go to your class teacher. If your class teacher can't solve it, come to me again." I."

When Si Jinyan came out of the dean's office, he happened to see Teacher Zhou who was going to class in the corridor.

Greeted with a smile, "Mr. Zhou is good."

Teacher Zhou snorted coldly and walked over.

Si Jinyan didn't care, he just thought that there were no more than 30 to [-] people attacking her indiscriminately on Weibo, how could it be so troublesome that some parents knew about it and even called the school to complain?

She spends two days on weekends at Yan Shaocheng's home for tutoring, and she hardly uses her mobile phone much.

Even Yan Shaoqiang and Lu Xiaoran were the same.

Lu Xiaoran even felt that the two days on the weekend were more tiring than he was at school. After the cram school, he just wanted to stay in the game room and play all night. He didn't even have time to check his phone.

Although Xu Yuele saw it, but remembering what Si Jinyan told her to ignore that day, she finally gritted her teeth and didn't tell Si Jinyan again.

The main reason is that she is afraid that she will feel uncomfortable when she sees it.

This resulted in the parties being the last to know about the incident.

After returning to class, Yan Shaochen had already sat down at the front table.

When he saw her coming in, he handed her a box of delicately packaged strawberries from his schoolbag.

Xu Yuele, who was next to her, was anxious to ask the dean and class teacher why she was looking for her, but when she saw Yan Shaochen's actions, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, she hung her head and kept glancing sideways.

After Si Jinyan sat down, he took the strawberry and said thank you, then lowered his voice slightly and asked Yan Shaochen, "Do you know anyone who can check the network ID?"

Yan Shaochen didn't answer immediately, but instead looked at Si Jinyan, as if asking her what happened.

"There's a small matter to deal with." Si Jinyan smiled.

It was really a small matter for her to solve the matter on the Internet.

Originally, she didn't bother to deal with such a matter, but because it bothered her again and again, she became a little unhappy.

In this case, we had to play with the person behind it.

Yan Shaochen didn't ask much, took out his mobile phone and sent her a WeChat ID that looked like a code, asking her to add that person, and note that he was his friend.

After the application, the other party did not pass it immediately.

Si Jinyan was not in a hurry and put the phone back in his pocket.

It was not until the afternoon class that Si Jinyan received the news that the application had been approved.

The other party replied quickly, and sent three question marks directly.

Si Jinyan waited until after class to send a few photos, [Please help me check the IDs of these accounts on the photos.Fees are settled according to your requirements. 】

【Aren't you Yan Shao's friend? He didn't tell you about my situation? 】

Si Jinyan was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes and glanced at the front table who was lying on the table sleeping, and without disturbing him, he just typed: "You are you, I'll talk to you alone, money and goods, regardless of personal relationship. 】

[Okay, refreshing! ID information will be sent to you within half an hour. 】

After replying [OK], I turned off my phone and went to class with peace of mind.

This lesson is history.

The history teacher is an old teacher who is about sixty years old and has gray hair.

After entering, everyone was not allowed to open the textbooks, but directly opened the multimedia and played a video.

The video content is a painting, but the painting is made into a dynamic effect.

The people and animals on the scroll are all alive.

You can hear the cries of hawkers, the communication between people, the laughter of children, and the crowing and barking of dogs.

This scene is like seeing the dynasty in the painting with one's own eyes. It is vividly displayed in front of you, allowing you to feel closely how people lived thousands of years ago.

Looking at the characters in the picture scroll, Si Jinyan thought he had returned to Chaofeng Kingdom.

It's just that the peddlers peddling along the street are women, not men.

In the streets and alleys, those who wear straight dresses and scholar scarves are also women, not men.

Her mind was gradually attracted to the picture scroll, and her expression gradually became different from before.

The old teacher's commentary when the scroll was moving was also rejected by her, and the surrounding sounds seemed to recede like a tide, leaving only her and the flowing scroll.

It wasn't until Xu Yuele looked over with worried eyes that she came back to her senses.

He smiled at Xu Yuele, indicating that he was fine.

But the bottom of my heart couldn't stop being lost, and the lowered eyes covered up the longing in the eyes.

(End of this chapter)