Chapter 19 Being Framed
On Tuesday
The first class was Yan Weimin's. Therefore, when the bell for the class rang, Song Yan took a textbook and walked out of the classroom.
Yan Weimin who just arrived at the classroom gave him an indifferently glance and ignored him.
However, the moment Yan Wemin got close to the platform, the platform stank like a sewer. He looked around, but found nothing. Suddenly, he saw four students around the platform covering their noses with their hands. Obviously, they also smelled it.
After Yan Weimin entered the classroom, Zhang Tianran and other three students fixed their eyes on him stealthily. They were all amused by Yan Weimin's twisted face.
Yan Weimin was annoyed, but he didn't find anything strange. He had to let it go.
Yan Weimin put the textbook and materials onto the platform and was about to take a piece of chalk to update the number of days remaining for the college entrance exam. He pulled out the draw, but an awful stench came from inside the draw. He almost fainted.
Yan Weimin immediately pushed the drawer back and retched violently.
Seeing Yan Weimin's miserable expression, Zhang Tianran and other three students resisted an impulse to smile.
While retching, Yan Weimin wondered who dared to put a shit into the drawer. Suddenly, he fixed his eyes on Song Yan who was reading his book.
"Did Song Yan do it? I forbade him from staying in the classroom and punished him to clean the classroom. He must have harbored resentment in his heart against me. Besides, he is the last person to leave the classroom. He has both the motive and time."
Yan Weimin analyzed the whole process in his mind and confirmed Song Yan put the shit in the drawer.
"Son of a bitch! Song Yan must have had a grudge against me and took reprisal for me in this way." Yan Weimin was immediately fumed. He stared at the students with a long face and knocked the brush on the blackboard to call for silence. Then he said to a student who sat next to the door, "Call Song Yan in."
"It's showtime!" Seeing Yan Weimin's reaction, Zhang Tianran said to himself.
Song Yan was a little confused and wondered, "Why did Yan Weimin ask me to get in the classroom? Was he stung by conscience? Can I stay in the classroom from now on?"
But when Song Yan saw Yan Weimin's dark face, he knew he was wrong.
"Song Yan, did you do that?" Yan Weimin roared.
Song Yan didn't know what had happened. He asked with a frown, "Mr. Yan, what are you talking about?"
"Don't play dumb!" Yan Weimin ground his teeth and pointed at the drawer, "Tell me, did you put the shit into the drawer?"
"What? There is a shit in the drawer?" Song Yan was astonished. No wonder he smelled the scent of shit when he passed the platform.
The other students in the classroom were dumbfounded as they heard there was a shit in the drawer. The four students around the platform pulled their heads back and pinched their noses.
"You just won't admit that, huh?" Yan Weimin was even more furious as he believed Song Yan was playing dumb. He asked the other students, "Who was the last person to leave the classroom yesterday?"
"I guess Song Yan. He needs to clean the classroom."
"Right. Song Yan was the last one to leave the classroom yesterday."
"When I left the classroom yesterday, there was only Song Yan left in the classroom."
The students were talking at once.
Yan Weimin was very pleased with the students' words. He stared at Song Yan and asked in a chilly voice, "The evidence is conclusive now."
"I was the last one to leave the classroom yesterday, but I'm not the one who put the shit in the drawer." Song Yan explained. He hated Yan Weimin, but he would not punished him in such a disgusting way. He wondered who put the shit in the drawer.
"Then who did it?" Yan Weimin urged.
Song Yan was also angered as Yan Weimin firmly believed he did it. Song Yan snorted, "I also want to know who did it."
Yan Weimin flared with anger, "Fine! Since you don't admit it, let's go to the headmaster's office now. I swear I will have you expelled from school."
"I'll come with you. I'm innocent!" Song Yan answered coldly. He felt uncomfortable being wronged by Yan Weimin.