Duan Kun did it!

The old professor of Chinese studies turned his eyes and looked at Duan Kun.

Duan Kun calmly said.

"Teacher, it's not my phone! It's Johnny's phone!"

talking.

He said quietly.

"Students, don't make false testimony! You just visited the police station yesterday, you must understand that making false testimony is against the law!"

Agitated by his faint and cold tone, many people shrank their heads back, as if they had done something wrong.

It's just that they reacted quickly.

Huh?

its not right!

That phone ringtone is yours!

Let's provide correct evidence, okay?

They felt aggrieved and wanted to say something.

But as soon as he met Duan Kun's flat and indifferent eyes, his heart seemed to be poured with cold water, and he woke up instantly.

I rub!

Almost forgot!

This master is nothing to be trifled with!

only what they know.

Duan Kun had clashed with Johnny's group several times. Although he often lost more than he won, Duan Kun's fierceness has long been known in Sheng Yuqiang Middle School.

It is only because Duan Kun usually does not bully ordinary students that his reputation is not widely spread among the students.

But if it is not widely spread, it does not mean that people are easy to provoke!

If he misses him, Johnny and the others are not afraid, but how can they live a good life?

Can't afford it!

Can't afford it!

It's better to hide.

All the students lowered their heads.

Only Johnny's little brothers are left, still serving Duan Kun faithfully.

The momentum suddenly became much smaller.

In this class, including Zhou Yuan, Johnny only has three younger brothers.

But that's enough.

Johnny and his gang still have the absolute upper hand.

"Teacher, don't listen to his nonsense! The phone ringtone must belong to him! We can all testify!"

"That's right! We can all testify!"

"We heard it all!"

A group of people shouted one after another.

"Okay! Yelling! What's it like?"

The old professor of Chinese studies glared at them.

A group of people stopped drums and flags one after another, and did not dare to show their atmosphere.

The old professor turned to look at Duan Kun.

"They all say it's yours? Do you have anything to say? If it's really yours, hand over your phone now. I think it's your first offense, so I won't fuss with you this time."

Duan Kun gave the old professor a slightly different look.

This sentence seems to be nothing, but it is actually helping him out.

As long as you hand in your mobile phone, you won't care about it later.

Such a gentle, calm attitude is completely different from the rigid and stern old professor in his impression.

"That's right! The teacher said it all, Duan Kun, why don't you hurry up and hand over your phone!"

Zhou Yuan exclaimed triumphantly.

Not everyone can hear the deep meaning of the old professor.

"Teacher, I still say that, the phone is not mine!"

Duan Kun glanced at Zhou Yuan and said lightly.

The old professor frowned slightly.

What's going on with Duan Kun?

I have given him a chance, why not cherish it?

He knew Duan Kun.

The best genius ever in Sheng Yuqiang Middle School!

Because of some family changes, the grades suddenly plummeted.

For Duan Kun, he has many regrets and regrets in his heart.

If those things hadn't happened, maybe it wouldn't take many years for him to become a pillar again!

With this mentality, he doesn't mind being lenient towards Duan Kun.

It's just that Duan Kun seems to be a little 'stubborn' now.

The old professor was very unhappy about this.

It's okay to make a mistake, just admit it.

After changing, he is still a good boy.

But if you don't admit your mistakes, this is not a good boy!

The old professor said seriously: "Duan Kun, I will give you one last chance. If you hand in your mobile phone now, this matter will be ignored. But if you are stubborn, I will report this matter to the school! You have to think Clear!"

Johnny, Zhou Yuan and the others heard this, and looked at Duan Kun gloatingly.

Hahaha!

This time it fell!

If you dare to play tricks in front of the old devil, you will die!

Thinking of Duan Kun's miserable end, they were very excited.

Huang Xiaogui, who was sitting next to Duan Kun, gently tugged at the corner of Duan Kun's clothes, covered his face with a book, and said in a very low voice.

"Hurry up and admit your mistake! Hand in your phone and you'll be fine!"

Duan Kun glanced at Huang Xiaogui, a little surprised that the other party would help him.

Although the two parties are at the same table, they really have no friendship.

The former 'Duan Kun' simply looked down on the timid and cowardly Huang Xiaogui.

Every time he faced Huang Xiaogui, ridicule and contempt were almost written on his face.

Under such circumstances, Huang Xiaogui could still speak, which surprised Duan Kun.

Some thoughts swirled in Duan Kun's mind, but they were soon suppressed.

He turned to look at the old professor.

"Teacher, I told you, the phone is not mine!"

"Teacher, I think it's useless to say any more of these words now. You can check directly, and we will speak with facts!"

Chapter 166 I want to attend class! (seeking subscription monthly pass~)

"Is it really not him?"

The old professor was a little suspicious.

Judging by the expression on Duan Kun's face, it really doesn't seem like him.

But just now so many people said that it was him, especially Zhou Yuan, Johnny and the others' swearing, it didn't seem like they were lying.

Which side is right?

The well-informed old professor is also a little confused at this time.

The main reason is that Duan Kun's expression and eyes are too realistic, he can't see the slightest flaw.

"Then check it!"

The old professor finally said.

Johnny, Zhou Yuan and the others all showed joy on their faces.

Check it out!

Let this guy have nowhere to hide!

They heard with their own ears that the voice came from Duan Kun, so could there still be a problem?

in their expectant eyes.

The old professor personally checked.

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