"Teacher, teacher! Please believe me. I can explain..."
Teacher Zhu looked at the few photos that fell on her body and then fell to the ground. Her face was pale.
"The person in them is me, but I really didn't do anything. Teacher, please believe me. Someone modified these photos to deliberately frame me."
"Teacher, you have to make a decision for me."
Pa..
Professor Yang, who was in his fifties, became even angrier when he heard this.
He immediately grabbed the teacup beside his hand and smashed it at Teacher Zhu's feet.
"Do you think I'm stupid? I'm old, but my brain isn't as stupid as yours!"
She even dared to get caught in a photo.
The moment he received the photo, his first thought was that someone was deliberately trying to sow discord.
Therefore, Professor Yang didn't say anything and took it to a disciple's side to be re-evaluated.
