Rebirth: He Decides Chapter 47 - 47 044 The Painting Has Been Found

??Chapter 47: Chapter 044 The Painting Has Been Found

Chapter 47: Chapter 044 The Painting Has Been Found

Does Teacher Fang not want to take her to the competition?

Deng Tao frowned, “Why?”

Why?

Since Teacher Fang chose to tell the class teacher of class six about her reluctance to take Deng Tao, she must have a reason not to keep it to herself.

The class teacher asked Deng Tao sternly, “Deng Tao, tell

the truth, did you take Song Jiawen’s painting?”

Deng Tao’s heart skipped a beat, but her face remained puzzled as she said, “Song Jiawen’s painting? Which painting?”

“The one she, like you, entered into the competition.”

“Shouldn’t her competition painting be with Teacher Fang? How could I possibly have taken it? Teacher, you don’t really believe such a ludicrous thing, do you?”

The class teacher of class six knew that Teacher Fang had no evidence, and he actually wanted to defend Deng Tao. After all, she was his student, his talented pupil, and naturally, he didn’t want her reputation tarnished before the college entrance exam.

But…

“Deng Tao, I choose to believe you. If you say you didn’t take it, then I will take you to speak with Teacher Fang and make things clear, but only if you truly didn’t take it.”

Without hesitation, Deng Tao said, “I didn’t take it, teacher. Although I don’t consider myself a genius, I believe I am no worse than anyone else in painting. You also know what kind of person I am; I would disdain to do such a thing.”

After a pause, she continued to explain, “The last ti ng Qing showed

Song Jiawen’s painting, I didn’t explain because I never asked ng Qing to take it. She and Song Jiawen have a poor relationship, and because Xu Yan always praises her, ng Qing was feeling resentful and brought Song Jiawen’s painting to

to look at. Her goal was to have

critique it – Song Jiawen’s painting is not as good as Xu Yan claims. But I had just taken it into my hands and hadn’t yet had the chance to look at it when Xu Yan ca over. I unconsciously clenched it when she tried to snatch it away; it wasn’t intentional to tear the painting.

Teacher, that’s the entire story of what happened last ti. I didn’t explain right then because ng Qing is my friend, and I didn’t want her to be punished more severely by Teacher Gao. Now that I’m explaining to you, it’s also just to clarify that I barely know Song Jiawen, so why would I antagonize her or steal her painting?”

Deng Tao answered without hesitation, speaking boldly and confidently, which sowhat startled the class teacher because he had almost believed Teacher Fang and thought Deng Tao was the pri suspect.

Now, after hearing her out, he suddenly realized that because Song Jiawen had joined No. 1 High School with an absolute advantage, all the teachers viewed her differently. Accordingly, whenever sothing involved her, they would instinctively take her side.

But he knew how upright Deng Tao was; given her character, she indeed would disdain to do such a thing.

“Alright, if it has nothing to do with you, then we can’t just take the bla for this.”

The class teacher had already made up his mind to talk to Teacher Fang and clear up the matter.

After evening self-study, as Deng Tao walked out with the stream of students, she kept her back straight and her eyes forward, not veering off course until she walked out of the school gate and got into her father’s car parked at the curb. Only then did she let out a sigh and collapsed into the backseat.

“Quite tired, huh.”

Seeing his daughter’s state through the rearview mirror, Deng Tao’s father felt heartbroken, “Your mom made you lotus seed and white fungus sweet soup tonight, have more when you get ho, it won’t make you fat.”

Deng Tao was very attentive to maintaining her figure and rarely ate greasy foods in the evening.

Hearing her father’s words, she just non-committally humd a response, her eyes gazing out the window, her thoughts churning, wondering who knows what.

The day after lunch, the horoom teacher of Class Six brought Deng Tao to Mr. Fang’s office.

In the past two days, Mr. Fang had a poor appetite and had no desire to eat her lunch. Seeing the two enter, her gaze shifted to Deng Tao, with barely concealed fury in her eyes.

But Deng Tao stood straight, unafraid to et her gaze, her lips curling into a mocking smile, “Mr. Fang, you said that I took Song Jiawen’s painting, but do you have any evidence? Even if you have suspicions, you need a basis, right?”

She was certain that Mr. Fang must have asked Xu Yan. Given her history with Xu Yan, it wouldn’t be surprising to hear what ca out of her mouth.

“Since when has Mr. Fang beco soone who only listens to one side of the story?”

The horoom teacher of Class Six coughed lightly, feigning reprimand, “How are you speaking to Mr. Fang? Haven’t I told you, as long as we explain things clearly to Mr. Fang, she won’t wrong you.”

Wronged?

Mr. Fang raised an eyebrow, looking at the horoom teacher of Class Six, “You tell .”

As the head of izhong art departnt, her personality was always sowhat forthright and uncompromising, making her a headache for any horoom teacher to deal with.

But this ti, soone had suddenly set a trap for her, and it was a student she had once thought highly of. The frustration in Mr. Fang’s heart was nearly impossible to vent.

The horoom teacher of Class Six briefly went over the events of the last ti, then said, “Mr. Fang, if you only suspect Deng Tao because of the previous altercation, it’s unfair to her. After all, you’ve taught her art for three years. You know better than any of us teachers how she draws. She has the ability to be shortlisted on her own, why would she hinder Song Jiawen? It doesn’t make sense, right?”

Mr. Fang seed unmoved after hearing this, tapping her fingers on the desk and pursing her lips in silence.

This obstinate…

The horoom teacher of Class Six was inwardly annoyed, but still maintained a calm exterior. Just as he was about to say a few more words to persuade Mr. Fang, suddenly the office door was pushed open.

“Sister Fang, Song Jiawen’s painting has been found.”

This sentence shocked the three people inside the room.

Mr. Fang quickly stood up from her seat, Deng Tao’s face turned sowhat pale, while only the horoom teacher of Class Six sighed in relief—found, it’s good that it’s found, if it’s found then Deng Tao’s suspicions can be cleared.

Teacher Xiaowang ca in from outside, followed by a male student with his head hanging low.

In Teacher Xiaowang’s hands was a piece, no, more accurately half of a painting, and even that half was pieced together, the back ssily taped with transparent tape, barely forming half of a picture.

If she hadn’t followed Mr. Fang to observe Song Jiawen’s paintings nurous tis, becoming very familiar with that piece, it would be difficult to recognize it in this damaged state.

Mr. Fang looked at the painting before her, feeling more heartache than anger, but before she could ask anything, she heard the horoom teacher of Class Six ask Teacher Xiaowang, “Did he steal the painting?”

He was referring to the male student who had co in with her, the horoom teacher of Class Six looking at him as if he were unfamiliar, guessing he was not from the senior class.

Yet Teacher Xiaowang glanced at Deng Tao in a strange way before turning to the boy, “Repeat exactly what you told

just now, rember, stick to the facts. Otherwise, prepare yourself for expulsion from the school.”

Perhaps it was the word “expulsion” that rattled the male student, as he shuddered, then began to stamr, “The, the painting isn’t sothing I, I didn’t steal it, I saw Deng Tao with it last week, I thought she was destroying it because she didn’t like her own work, I—I genuinely thought it was her painting, so I took it from the trash can after she left…”