"Wait a minute, I want to explain a problem first. Before confirming that Jiang Nan really cheated, it is a very inappropriate behavior in itself." Yang Yixian looked at the editor seriously, and did not have any tactful intentions because of the other party's identity. Instead, he stood in Jiang Nan's position again and spoke clearly. The editor also frowned slightly red because Yang Yi retorted without any politeness. However, after seeing that Zhao Changtian had no expression on this, he had to nod, not knowing whether he was accustomed to Yang Yi's words or not to refute something.

After expressing his position, Yang Yi came to the boy this time, and his eyes seemed to contain some kind of soul-stirring sharp power: "Student, did you really see clearly that girl took out a note and peeked at it?"

The boy's face was very strange, but this weirdness just flashed away. Then he stood up generously and looked at Yang Yi without retreating: "Yes, I saw it. She had just watched it for a long time below, and she recited it silently twice, then crumpled the notes into a ball and stuffed them into the desk."

Yang Yi's smile suddenly disappeared, and the smell of gunpowder spread unscrupulously: "Then, you have been observing her for a long time, right?"

"Haha, why did I observe her for a long time? I just saw it by accident. Also, I don't know what position you are asking me questions. Is it the editor of the bud? Even if it is an editor, don't be too obvious? This will make people doubt the fairness of the new concept." The boy not only did not act in a dilemma under Yang Yi's stare, but in addition to maintaining a perfect defense, he could also launch a sharp attack on Yang Yi. This alone is enough to see the successful qualities of this boy.

Yes. It’s just the quality of success. As for whether there will be any darker factors in the process of success. This is another problem, and it has nothing to do with success itself.

Moreover, Yang Yi once again saw these students who could participate in the new concept rematch, and how many of them belonged to the category of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

But even though most of these students can become middle-class people in a society in the future, and even a small number of them have even reached a considerable height of the social pyramid, compared with the reborn boy, they are undoubtedly not enough to see, at least for the moment. So Yang Yi did not show any embarrassment or ugly face because of the boy's counterattack. Instead, he kept calm and composed: "You don't have to worry about the so-called dark side in the new concept, because these are not something you can care about, and you can't care about it either.

, Let's go back to the topic and say something useful. Are you sure you saw this girl peeking at the notes? Since her memory is not enough to let her remember the things on the notes in the previous few days, ten days, or even dozens of days before the game preparations, she has just swept it for a while and then she can crumple the notes into a ball and throw them into the table, and never look at them again? I remember your testimony just now, but she clearly told me that after reading the notes, she crumples them into a ball and stuffed them back into the desk, right?”

"How do I know? You should ask the cheaters about this question? And it can't be opened after being kneaded into a ball? What if she was worried that the teachers would come from behind her and could see the things on the table slantedly? There was no note of paper that attracted attention, right?" The boy replied to Yang Yi without giving up.

"What's wrong? What's the matter? We have to deal with?" At this time, two late school security guards outside the door asked with a big breath that could not stop, and kept apologizing: "It happened to be the time for class. There were students in the elevator. We waited for a long time before we squeezed in."

Zhao Changtian waved his hand. An editor immediately took the security guard to the side and explained.

After Yang Yi's eyes turned around the security guard, Lin flashed over Jiang Nan's face and sent him a look that had the power to calm down, then turned to the boy: "Are you worried that the teacher would see her cheating? This reason is quite sufficient, but the few passages of prose on that note don't seem to cover too much. I think students like you have no problem with their IQ..."

"It's a poem..." The boy blurted out subconsciously, but immediately realized that there was something wrong with his words, so he changed his words according to Yang Yi's words: "So what? Can you come up with some more powerful evidence? Don't always go around, as this will not prove the girl's innocence."

"How did you know that there is poetry?" Yang Yi immediately grasped this flaw and refused to let go.

But the other party's answer was quick: "When the teacher was asking the girl just now, he asked her very clearly, what's going on with the poem? I'm so close, so I just heard it. You won't be suspected by you just because I heard the content on the note, right?" The boy sneered, not knowing whether he was really impatient with Yang Yi's question or had a feeling of being unable to resist it, so he turned to Zhao Changtian: "This teacher, I really want to know, why can this classmate who is about the same age as us to torture me like asking a prisoner, who gave him this power, Mengya Magazine or Zhendan University?"

Yang Yi ignored his doubts at all, but looked at the front of the classroom: "Forget it, it seems that you are not going to admit what you did. Did you see the thing in front of you? Do you know what it is for?"

The boy pointed to the projector in front of the classroom. On the corner of the wall that was firmly blocked by the thick black opaque curtains, something similar to a camera was facing the participants in the classroom, as if emitting a cold invisible ray. Seeing that the boy's eyes were suddenly fluctuating, Yang Yi's confidence became more complete, and the smile on his face became colder and higher: "Then come with me and let everyone see what happened."

Then he did not give him a chance to refute, but instead gave Zhao Changtian a wink, and asked the editors in charge of the invigilator to continue to maintain order. He took the boy out alone.

When he arrived at the corridor, the boy signaled to the two security guards. He spoke, "Please take me to the surveillance center of the comprehensive building. We have an agreement with your school. During the new concept competition, all the surveillance must be turned on in the classrooms used as the stadium, and we have the right to check it out at any time." As he said that, he took out a business card and handed it over, then turned around and nodded to Zhao Changtian.

The two security guards were obviously a little confused, but after Zhao Changtian stepped forward and whispered a few words, one of the men who was obviously much smarter immediately nodded and smiled: "It turns out that it is Editor-in-Chief Zhao and Mr. Yang. Sorry, I'm so sorry. Well, our General Affairs Office of the Institute has indeed explained this. Please come with me, the monitoring center is still on the third floor."

Yang Yi nodded, as if he had no objection to this. After taking two steps, he looked at the boy with a smile: "Actually, your problem is already very clear. Now you are just convinced. Of course, if you still know what it means to repent, our new concept organizing committee can consider not to announce the matter. Instead, just make a punishment decision to disqualify the competition. But if you insist on doing it alone, then I'm sorry, what awaits you is the official statement sent to your school by our organizing committee. At that time, I think your school is going to do something to dismiss the reputation of a school. After all, this kind of thing is too harmful to the reputation of a school. If it is me, I will definitely not be able to bear it. How about it? You still have more than two minutes to consider. If you insist on giving up until the end, then I have nothing to say."

The boy suddenly heard these words and his eyes changed sharply again. The sharp eloquence of refuting Yang Yi had disappeared without a trace in an instant.

How is this possible? Why did he know that I was framed Jiang Nan? No, it was impossible. It must be that he knew that bitch originally, so he didn't know the truth of the matter at all. He just wanted to help the bitch clear the charge and said this on purpose. Those who cheated me must be cheated!

But Zhao Changtian next to him also joined in: "You student doll, I really don't know how to say hello to you. Do you think we really don't know what's going on? That is, our editor was sitting on the podium at the time, so he didn't notice your little moves... Forget it, I don't want to say more now. I'd better explain the situation to your school and let your school decide what to do. Although according to my opinion, such a serious solution cannot be used, since Xiao Yang has to persist, I have no choice. By the way, you don't seem to know Xiao Yang's identity? You always know the full name of our New Concept Competition? Yang Yi Culture Cup New Concept Composition Competition is the person in charge of Yang Yi Culture."

If it were normal, Zhao Changtian would definitely not have used such fraud against a student who could not be confirmed as a crime. But he believed in Yang Yi's judgment, so he took the initiative to agree. However, this generous elder had already decided in his heart that if Yang Yi's judgment was exactly the same as that, and finally proved that he was wronged by the student, he would not have been persistent in admitting his mistakes. Instead, he would have to apologize carefully.

But it is obvious that he no longer has this opportunity, because it is said that honest people do not lie, but one is accurate, because in the public's impression, honest people will not lie, and what they say is the truth. Zhao Changtian's words have this effect now. If it were someone of Yang Yi who is about the same age as him, no matter how big the other party is, he can find various reasons for himself to resist the death. But if it were an old man like Zhao Changtian who looked very respectable at first sight, and just as the security guard called him, he could also know that he was the editor-in-chief of Mengya, the final judge of the new concept, and the boy's last psychological defense was also defeated.

Yes, even Editor Mengya spoke to himself in such a confident tone, and they must have had enough information. Could it be that they had seen the fact that they stuffed small notes into Jiang Nan's seat in that surveillance center? Many times, people are not scared by external things, but are frightened by their inner sneaks. After all the complicated thoughts emerged, he was not sure whether his behavior had been exposed.
Chapter completed!