Chapter 158 2 slaps, I remember it

The hospital called the police.

The police came to the school to investigate.

Check every single thing the students have eaten along the way.

Unfortunately, nothing was gained.

[Host, why didn't they say they caught those small animals? ]

The system is confused.

"They don't dare. They are afraid of being made public, afraid of being punished, and afraid of being expelled from school." Jiang Jiang explained to the system.

She took a brief look at the school rules and regulations.

Very strict.

It's a regular public school, the kind where any problems will be reported in the newspapers.

[Then the host, will they die? ]

"How is that possible? That little bit of stuff won't kill me. It should be enough to itch for seven or eight days." Jiang Jiang opened the comic book of the original owner and began to read it with relish.

These things are really addictive.

There is no time to study properly.

Page after page, after reading this page, I want to read the next page.

After a whole week of going back and forth in the hospital, the students finally returned to school one after another and started classes.

Everyone looked like they had just experienced a serious illness. They looked dazed and listless, giving people the feeling of having just recovered from a serious illness and being mentally distracted.

It was as if their souls were still lingering on the hospital beds and had not yet fully returned to real life.

This situation makes people feel pity and at the same time feel the fragility of life.

The police couldn't find the source and the hospital couldn't analyze the ingredients.

The teacher was overwhelmed.

Parents are in a panic.

As Jiang Jiang expected, this incident was successfully reported in the newspaper.

The newspaper published it in extra large font on the front page of the newspaper.

Many students thought that Jiang Jiang was the one who did it, but they did not have any solid evidence and did not dare to tell the adults.

When the bell rang, they swarmed to Wen Shanshan's desk and surrounded it in three layers.

"Did you do it?"

They had ferocious looks on their faces and bared their teeth, staring at Jiang Jiang with eyes full of hatred and contempt, as if they wanted to tear her to pieces with their eyes.

Jiang Jiang spread his hands innocently, "What evidence do you have to prove that I did it? Even if you find evidence, do you dare to tell the teacher? Do you dare to tell your parents? The newspapers and the police are waiting for your explanation, do you dare?"

"Wen Shanshan, you are a swordsman!" Li Hong, the cultural and arts committee member, raised her hand and slapped Jiang Jiang hard in the face.

The delicate face instantly became red and swollen, with a clear slap mark on it.

No one knew she would be so bold, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Just then, the head teacher appeared at the window, and he was about to take a look at the atmosphere in the classroom after class.

He saw this scene clearly.

Jiang Jiang wanted to fight back, but the system reminded him that the head teacher was coming. Jiang Jiang silently suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and suddenly widened his eyes. There seemed to be a thin layer of mist in his eyes, and those crystal clear tears seemed to be about to burst out in the next second.

His eyes were filled with broken tears.

She was obviously still in extreme shock, but she quickly lowered her head and reached out to gently cover the slap mark on her face, fearing that others would see her in such a miserable state.

However, big tears had already flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably, falling straight onto the hard desk like a dam breaking, making a "pa pa pa" sound.

Jiang Jiang bit her lips tightly, trying hard not to cry out, but the grievances in her heart kept flooding into her heart like a tide, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

At this moment, a female classmate standing behind the cultural and arts committee member suddenly shouted loudly: "What are you pretending to be, bitch!"

This roar was like a sharp sword, instantly piercing the silence in the classroom.

The cultural and arts committee member also came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream. She raised her hand again and slapped Jiang Jiang hard, and warned her fiercely: "Who are you crying for, bitch! Ugly! Shameless!"