Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

The girl's fingertips turned white from holding the phone too hard.

Resisting the disappointment and anger in his tone, he lowered his voice.

"What do you want? Can you stop torturing me!"

"Meijin Hotel 306, 9 o'clock tonight, the first and last time."

The boy's sloppy tone stabbed at Ji Fanmeng through the microphone like a sharp sword.

"Om" sound.

It seemed that something exploded in the girl's mind.

"You... what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, don't be nervous."

"After all, you used to be my girlfriend, so you should give me an explanation for some things."

As always, the rogue and rogue sounds extremely disgusting.

"You are fucking sick!"

Ji Fanmeng suddenly felt a very strong sense of vomiting in his chest.

He swears into the microphone.

"You don't have to come."

"ill!"

Ji Fanmeng didn't want to say a word anymore, and was about to hang up the phone after swearing.

But the light and fluffy words of the other party drifted into her ears again.

"By the way, there is something I need to tell you. Do you still remember that we went to Qingcheng together during the summer vacation? You drank too much wine that night, and then you fell asleep..."

With a "boom", the girl suddenly felt a little dizzy, and stretched out her hand to grab the railing beside her.

No longer suppress the trembling between words.

"You...you didn't say...".

"Ham, don't think too much, am I that kind of person!"

The boy opposite seemed to be drinking, and after a pause, he spoke again.

"I just thought you looked pretty drunk and asleep, so I couldn't hold back and took two more photos."

"Oh, let me think about it, you seemed to wear very little that day, and when I took pictures, I didn't do much to help you tidy up."

"Anyway..."

The unhurried tone came to Ji Fanmeng's ears one after another from the receiver.

"It seems quite easy to misunderstand...".

The girl froze in place for a moment.

The eyes were quickly filled with mist.

He didn't even notice when the phone in his hand was hung up by the conversation.

Just stand there, stand there...

Until Lu Ze on the stage closed the last voice, until all the noise finally returned to calm......

In a trance, I finally realized that the call I received was not an intentional playful or prank call.

It was a shameless and obscene ruffian who, at this moment, finally cut off the butcher knife that had been hidden all along towards himself.

crowd.

It began to slowly spread out from the square in all directions.

In the corridor, the girl's suppressed emotions could no longer be suppressed at this moment.

Nearly collapsed, she leaned against the concrete pillar connected to the railing, covered her mouth and slipped to the ground little by little.

Tears, like broken beads, smashed hard on the dirty and muddy ground.

In this silent corner forgotten by the world.

The girl named Ji Fanmeng raised the back of her hand and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

His eyes gradually changed from the previous radiance to cold and dazed.

The words that came out of her mouth were instantly swallowed up by the turbulent human voice.

It sounds sad and helpless.

Facing the empty corridor, the girl almost exhausted all her strength.

Talk to yourself lightly.

"It's so annoying...this world...".

Youth, for most people, may be a prose poem full of beautiful notes.

But for some, it was an unusually cold and dark night.

They try to force themselves to sleep.

But after a big dream, when he woke up again.

saw.

Only eyes full of...

Ruins.

This is Ji Fanmeng's secret mind in the corridor on the second floor.

Almost at the same time, the other end of the L-shaped teaching building.

On the third floor, at the door of the teacher's office.

Hiding in the darkness, Qin Shou, the head teacher of Class [-], Grade [-], has gloomy and narrow eyes in his eyes.

Holding up his mobile phone, he secretly recorded several videos towards the stage not far away.

After turning off the phone, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit him.

Suddenly, a meaningful smile appeared.

You want to destroy what I have been instilling in my students for a long time.

then i...

I will destroy you with my own hands!

Inside and outside the building, noise and hustle and bustle are two worlds.

Upstairs and downstairs, girls and men are two extremes.

And some things happen to be in this space that is only one floor apart.

It begins to ferment slowly and decay.

Towards the new male teacher.

Caught off guard throwing a puddle...

mud.

The sky, after trying its best to welcome the sun, suddenly darkened again.

Lu Ze turned around and walked into the corridor.

In the square behind, the crowd had long since dissipated without a trace.

A little empty, a little lonely.

This feeling is indescribable.

young mind,

Always on and on.

The rain is coming,

The wind is full...

Chapter 24 As expected!Qin Shou

Sure enough, when Lu Ze pushed open the door of the teacher's office.

The weather had cleared just now, and it was pouring rain again.

Lu Ze raised his head and glanced at the cloudy sky outside the window.

Suddenly, I thought of a line that I used to like very much.

With a smile on his face, he read it softly.

"City of the Sky, are you crying?"

After reading, he smiled and shook his head.

He randomly grabbed a handful of tea from the tea pot on the table and threw it into the cup.

Get up and walk to the water cooler at the other end of the office.

. . . . . .

Everyone doesn't know.

The body of this 23-year-old man is actually a 35-year-old soul.

This can also explain why it is the age that obviously prefers carbonated drinks.

But I always like to refresh myself with extremely bitter strong tea.

Because they don't know.

That's why they felt that this man who had just come to school was an inexperienced cucumber egg.

in their consciousness.

In Rongcheng 23, such teachers who break the rules are not allowed to exist.

Take the students to play some heresy things.

It is easy to let their long-term inculcation of "learning first, everything can be thrown away" be destroyed.

That's why someone like Qin Shou recorded a video.

Cut out parts of the content that you think are badly directed.

Then take them and knock on the door of the director's office.

"Director, I'm showing you this video. I don't really mean anything else. I just think that this Lu Ze is a bit too out of line...".

In front of the desk, Qin Shou sat in a dignified manner opposite the director.

Played the video of Lu Ze smashing the piano to the director.

"Actually, I also advocate giving students more ways to release their emotions."

Qin Shou rubbed his hands and said respectfully.

"But I think this way is inappropriate..."

"We can take the students on outings, see art exhibitions, or invite some well-known psychologists to give lectures."

"Instead of using some negatively oriented lyrics and smashing instruments to ignite the violence in their hearts."

"You also know..."

Qin Shouzheng expressed his views at length.

The class director suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Go and call Mr. Lu over. Let's talk about this together."

Qin Shou was stunned for a moment, but then he got up from the stool and walked out the door backwards.