A great director who grew up happily

Fang Yifan, who was closest to Ji Yangyang, was the first to notice it, but he was standing in a row with Ji Yangyang and couldn't see his face clearly. He thought Ji Yangyang was distracted and gently touched his arm.

However, Liu Jing in the front row saw the changes in her son very clearly. If she was a little impatient before, then she was already a little angry after Ji Shengli finished talking about the last guy.

She didn't care what other people thought. She walked over and gently patted Ji Yangyang on the back to calm him down. She said, "Son, regardless of whether this matter is right or wrong, it was indeed you who broke Lin Lei'er's phone. Apologize first, and we can talk about it later if there's anything else."

Listening to Liu Jing's gentle consolation, Ji Yangyang loosened his clenched hands. He knew that although Liu Jing's illness did not continue to spread, it did not completely disappear. It was as if it had fallen into stagnation.

This kind of disease is most afraid of anger and he didn't want to make his mother angry, so he nodded and took out the self-criticism from his pocket.

Seeing this, Liu Jing went back and sat down.

"Ahem." Ji Yangyang cleared his throat and began to read: "I'm Fang Yifan from Chunfeng Middle School's senior year foundation class..."

"Hmm?" As soon as this was said, several head teachers in the back row also became interested. Xu Hao slightly frowned his carefully painted eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "He is not Fang Yifan, right?"

Li Meng held his forehead with his hand and sighed deeply. It was impossible to confuse the two.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to confuse them. After all, there are some differences in the papers, and you can see them even without opening them.

But since neither of them wrote it themselves, neither of them discovered it.

After reading the first sentence, Ji Yangyang quickly threw the manuscript at Fang Yifan.

Fang Yifan was also in a hurry and handed over the review in his hand. Both of them were in a panic.

Everyone present wanted to laugh when seeing this scene. Fang Yuan also covered his face with his hands and took a lot of effort to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

The only one who didn't smile was Ji Shengli. He looked at his son with a gloomy face.

After the two exchanged self-reflections, Ji Yangyang began to read again, "Dear teachers and parents, I am Ji Yangyang from Chunfeng Middle School. With an extremely heavy heart and regret, I conduct a deep self-reflection on the bad behavior I have committed since the start of my senior year."

"Looking back on what happened that day, I can't help but toss and turn, unable to sleep. The scenes of that day are all vivid in my mind. Every time I think of them, I feel like I'm falling into an abyss, and sweat soaks my clothes. Every time I wake up in the middle of the night, I feel heartbroken and deeply aware of the severity of my mistakes. I shouldn't let emotions dominate my thinking and let violence control my actions..."

"Written by Ji Yangyang?" Pan Shuai scratched his cheek. The more he listened, the less it sounded like what he was doing.

"Oh, this kind of thing only emphasizes that he did something wrong and how much he regrets his behavior, but doesn't mention any specific mistakes. How could it be written by Ji Yangyang? He doesn't have such a cunning mind."

After Li Meng finished speaking softly, she crossed her legs, revealing her slender calves and flesh-colored leggings under her long skirt. She knew it was written by Chen Jinnian as soon as she heard it. She had read it a lot in the past two years. Every time, she reflected deeply, swore, and vowed, but she was determined not to change.

After hearing this, Pan Shuai also began to speculate. If Li Meng could tell who wrote it at once, then the range of answers would be very small, with only one possible candidate.

Fang Yuan, who was standing aside, looked at Ji Yangyang with admiration. The other party's self-review was quite well-written and he had made a very good gesture, but he only glossed over the specific events, which coincided with his idea of ​​a non-stick pan in the workplace.

If he knew that Ji Yangyang's self-criticism was well written, he would have written it well, polished it a little, and added some embellishments.

The desire to win between boys is so simple and unpretentious.

After Ji Yangyang finished reading the manuscript, Fang Yifan rolled up his sleeves and began to read.

It was just that he read a good self-criticism in a fragmented way, and often got stuck while reading, and only continued reading after reading it carefully.

Tong Wenjie gently stepped on Fang Yuan's foot and whispered in dissatisfaction, "How did you write it?"

Fang Yuan covered his face with his hands, looking worried, and whispered in defense: "I don't recognize cursive characters." He was still careless and actually forgot this.

Principal Tang naturally noticed something, but he didn't say it out loud. Although the self-reviews were not written by themselves, the mutual apologies in the end were genuine.

So after both of them finished reading, he stood up and said, "Since the students have recognized their mistakes, I think today's meeting was a success. Haha, all the parents and teachers are very busy, so let's adjourn."

Before leaving, he leaned over to Pan Shuai in the back row and said, "Teacher Pan, please take the trouble to deliver the two students' self-reflections to the archives. Also, notify the Information Department to make a backup of the surveillance recording of today's meeting."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

After Pan Shuai took the self-reviews from the two, he quickly went out to catch up with Li Meng. "Teacher Li, you don't have to go to evening study tonight. I know there's a restaurant that just opened nearby. It's delicious. Do you want to come with me after get off work? It's my treat."

"No, you go by yourself. I don't have time. I have to work overtime to mark papers tonight." Li Meng smoothed her scattered hair and refused directly.

"It's not far, just nearby. We can come back after eating. It won't take long." Pan Shuai continued, still unwilling to give up.

"Teacher Pan, I really don't have time. Please invite someone else."

After leaving these words, Li Meng went to the office, leaving Pan Shuai standing there, feeling sad.

Meanwhile, Ji Shengli walked downstairs, suppressing his anger. He then grabbed Ji Yangyang's shoulders and said, "Who wrote your self-criticism? This is how you should reflect on yourself!"

Ji Yangyang snorted coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"

"How can it have nothing to do with me? I am your father." Ji Shengli shouted angrily, and the Fang Yuan family nearby heard it and looked in this direction.

"I can't bear it. You are District Chief Ji, not my father. If you were my father, you wouldn't let me come here to reflect on myself. If you were my father, he wouldn't put all the blame on me without any reason." Ji Yangyang pushed Ji Shengli away and shouted angrily.

"Say it to me again." Ji Shengli pointed at Ji Yangyang's nose and said.

"Hey, Old Ji, what are you doing? Also, Yangyang, you should talk less." Liu Jing quickly advised.

In fact, Ji Yangyang still had something to say. He believed that in Ji Shengli's heart, his position was far less important than the other party's career, but looking at Liu Jing's anxious expression, he finally said it out loud, turned around and ran away with his schoolbag on his back.

"Yangyang, where are you going?" Liu Jing was about to chase after him when she found that Ji Shengli was holding his head and was a little unsteady, so she quickly supported him.

Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie also rushed over and carried Ji Shengli to the steps of the flower bed to rest. When they were done and looked up, Ji Yangyang was nowhere to be seen.