Transmigrating into a Book in the 1980s: I Conduct Scientific Research on an Island

"Wenjun, this matter is really interesting."

As he spoke, Principal Wan looked at Song Wenhao beside him. His eyes were so strange that it was difficult not to pay attention to him.

"But it happened a long time ago, and the teachers and students who were there that day don't have very clear memories."

"It doesn't matter, Principal Wan, just say whatever you find out in your investigation, right?"

"Uh, Wenjun, can we come to my office to talk?"

"Let's talk about it here, I guess the children also want to know the reason."

Knowing that she had a personality that would not be easily persuaded, Principal Wan did not want to waste her efforts.

"The day before Lu Jiaming lost his sight, the school held a competition for the most beautiful flower bed, and Teacher Lin's class won No. 1."

Hearing that it was related to his wife, Song Wenhao couldn't help but asked, "What do you mean by Principal Wan's words?"

"Oh, don't worry, literary man. This is also the result of my investigation. If there is any discrepancy, any party can come to me with evidence. I am very fair."

"Can you please say it straight and don't beat around the bush?"

Principal Wan touched his nose angrily, "Do I have it?"

"It's like this. At that time, Teacher Lin made a clever idea for the flower bed in front of the class window, using half a brick to shape it into the shape of a gourd."

Afraid that the two of them would not understand, Principal Wan asked the students to pick up a few bricks from the playground and show them to them on the spot.

"It's like this, with the pointed end facing up. Teacher Lin was patient and meticulous, and laid each brick neatly. Other teachers in the school were full of praise."

"Oh, she is indeed an educated female educated youth, and she is very artistic in everything she does." Song Wenjun said truthfully.

"Yes, yes, literary and artistic, this word is used very appropriately and accurately. Wenjun, you are so talented." "Just average, third in the world!" Song Wenjun said playfully.

Song Wenhao rolled his eyes at her angrily, "Principal Wan, you have laid so much groundwork, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Uh... Literary man, classmate Lu Jiaming hit his head on these standing bricks, and the blood that came out at that time made his face blur..."

"Yes, Principal, the blood is so old that Jiaming's coat is stained red." A student added at the bottom.

Song Wenhao's face was livid, "Principal Wan, do you mean that the bricks placed by my wife caused Lu Jiaming to go blind?"

"Haha, why didn't you mention that my wife was being threatened with a knife by someone at that time?"

Principal Wan smiled awkwardly, "Wenhao, Wenjun is your sister, I want to save some face for you."

face?

It's really baffling. Just now he claimed to be a fair person, but he doesn't give face to his wife, but gives face to his sister who is the master of heaven and earth?
Does he want it?
Song Wenhao obviously felt that his wife was being targeted, but he couldn't produce any concrete evidence, and he suddenly felt a little annoyed.

"Even if bricks are dangerous, who can blame Lu Jiaming if he climbs up the window sill and jumps out?"

"I also said that this blackboard is dangerous. What if it falls down and hits a student?"

Wan Bingye was speechless and couldn't speak for a long time with his mouth open.

"Leader Song, the key point is not that Lu Jiaming jumped out of the window, but that even if his limbs were uncoordinated, he would not have fallen from the window and hit the back of his head."

"I know you are not convinced, so I will bring you a few things to test. As long as you can explain it clearly, I will admit that Lu Jiaming is blind and has nothing to do with his class teacher Lin Qianqian!"

what?
Song Wenhao looked at her in astonishment, "You, you said Qianqian made him blind? Song Wenjun, don't bully me too much and pour all kinds of dirty water on my wife?"