Chapter 15 — On Le

I said: "The full video will be played, you will know if you have to help me or not." The screen lights up again. In the video, Ha Vien Son sat in a restaurant eating noodles. Halfway through, he took out a card to chat with my father. Dad didn't understand so he called me out. I wrote a few lines, pointing out the problem. Ha Vien Son asked again, I wrote another page. In the end, he touched his pocket and couldn't get the money out. Dad smiled and said he'll come pay it next time. The entire process has no exams, no contests, and no transactions. The conversation below changed their tone. "It turned out that we met by chance in the shop." "At that time, could she have pointed out the wrong question?" "This is not taking the previous question, it's more like the question came to her." Lam Nhuoc Duong refused to back down: "But then Mr. Ha missed her, that's not fair!" Ha Vien Son held the microphone: "I really miss her, because she pointed out my mistakes. I also remember a lot of students, Luc Hoai Can is also on the list. The competition is not afraid of being remembered by others, I'm just afraid that after being remembered, I won't have real bravery." Luc Hoai Can stood up: "I can prove that all of today's questions we have never seen before." Teacher Chu said seriously: "Luc Hoai Can, think carefully before speaking." Luc Hoai Can looked at him: "I think very clearly. Teacher Chu, since On Le's position was changed, I should have spoken up. Now if I don't say anything, I won't even be able to do it." As soon as this sentence ended, the teachers in the back row looked at each other. Lam Nhuoc Duong was completely panicked: "Hoai Can, how can you treat me like that?" Luc Hoai Can said: "I am speaking the truth." Teacher Co told the security guard to invite Lam Nhuoc Duong out. She struggled and shouted: "On Le, what if you win? The person he likes is always me!" I looked at her. "Then you can take it away." Luc Hoai Can's face turned white as if his wound had been publicly exposed. I added: “I don't need it anymore.” In the hall, some people laughed, some people applauded, the applause started first from Hua Kieu. The competition continues. In the last sentence, Luc Hoai Can and I simultaneously won the right to answer. The teacher hosting the program said: "You two are tied, who will answer first?" Luc Hoai Can pushed the microphone to me: "He's first." I'm not polite. When I finished writing the last expression, the female teacher at the judges' table stood up: "Exactly." The large screen shows the total score. First place, On Le. Second place, Luc Hoai Can. Third place, candidate from another school. Our school was silent for a full three seconds. Hua Kieu jumped up and held up the sign high: "First place on Le! Please invite the whole hall to eat noodles!" Dad was so frantic that he stood up: "Little Ancestor, don't make me promise!" Finally the whole hall burst into laughter. Ha Vien Son gave me the certificate: "Thanh Le, congratulations." I received the certificate and seriously said: "My name is On Le." He nodded: "On Le, congratulations." The struggling comments appeared one last time. 【Why is the female supporting character the best?】 【The plot has collapsed.】 【It seems like I like her a bit.】 I watched that line disappear, for the first time not being affected by it. After the public competition, the school's handling decision was made. Teacher Chu temporarily stopped teaching and took over the investigation. Lam Nhuoc Duong received a serious foul and was disqualified from competing. Uncle Truong had to compensate and apologize for threatening and damaging items in the shop, and was also removed from the parents' committee. The apology session was held in the school hall. At first I didn't want to go, the principal himself called my father, saying he must give justice to the students. Dad hung up the phone and asked me: "Are you going?" I said: “Go.” He wiped the cutting board and said: "It's okay if you don't want to go, I'll scold you for you." "I won't scold Teacher Chu." "I'll take Hua Kieu with me." I laughed. In the hall, Mr. Chu stood on the stage, hand in hand

Hold the apology card. In the past, his favorite thing was to force students to read and review, now it was finally his turn. The principal said: "Mr. Chu, your wrong judgments and inappropriate handling of On Le have caused serious harm. Please publicly apologize." Teacher Chu bowed his head and read: "On Le, when handling matters such as notes, exam scores, and accusations, I was subjective and arbitrary, my words were inappropriate, and I hurt you and your family. I apologize." It's very quiet down there. I asked: “What else?” Mr. Chu's face darkened and then quickly calmed down: "Also, I should not make a biased assessment of your family's education because of your father's profession." Dad sat in the front row, arms crossed: "This is too quiet." Someone below held back laughter. Teacher Chu gritted his teeth and read it again. The principal looked at Lam Nhuoc Duong: "Lin Nhuoc Duong." Lam Nhuoc Duong stood up. In just a few short days, she seemed to have changed into a different person, no longer wearing the white hair tie, and there was no longer that weak calculation in her eyes, only resentment. She walked up to the microphone: "On Le, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken your notes, shouldn't have borrowed your scratch paper, shouldn't have made fake questions, shouldn't have let my uncle come to your restaurant to cause trouble." Hua Kieu said softly: "She also knows how to summarize." I don't laugh.