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

Together with the boy, he returned his dream to the other party as it was.

In this autumn that rained all morning.

The moment the get out of class bell is about to ring.

Wu Naiwen's words also became lifeless.

Finally, this farewell, which was like abandonment, was tied into a knot.

That sentence was very soft, but it was clearly heard by everyone in class [-].

That's what it says.

"I won't sing anymore"

"This dream is really boring...".

Chapter 87 There is only one chance, the only time, do you bet?

9 points.

"Ring ring ring", the bell rang.

After class, what a beautiful word.

Represents freedom, free and easy, play and frolic.

But the ear-piercing bell sounded like a spell, trapping everyone in Class [-] in this closed space.

The students lowered their heads, did not look at Lu Ze, and did not make a sound.

The atmosphere... was depressing to the extreme.

Lu Ze stood on the podium and did not choose to leave immediately.

As if waiting for something, it seems that I can't wait.

Finally, after more than a minute of silence, he picked up the handbag from the table.

He said something softly towards the bottom.

"get out of class."

After a few seconds, he turned and walked off the podium.

When it came, it was noisy.

When they left, there was silence.

Contrast and contrast, vividly.

Push the door, close the door, walk away.

The circle that was put together tightly by everyone after two months.

At this moment, split in two again...

"call......."

In the classroom as quiet as the seabed, Song Yu suddenly sighed.

His eyes were a little confused, but after spending almost 45 minutes, he finally figured out one thing.

It's something that I've racked my brains, pondered, and sorted out since last Saturday.

Something that he'd felt so many times that he'd caught on to a point, only to disappear, clueless.

But fortunately, even in the past few days, many external performances made him overthrow his thoughts more than once.

But finally, at this last moment.

At a certain moment when everyone lowered their heads and didn't look at Lu Ze.

Song Yu who understood something in Lu Ze's eyes.

Finally, everything from beginning to end was completely connected together.

"Heh...", the boy sitting on the stool leaned back with a pen in his mouth.

In the next second, he jumped from his seat into the aisle with his hands on the table.

With a strong figure, he ran out of the classroom.

Go through the noisy corridor and jump up the stairs in three steps.

Finally, after taking a deep breath, he stood still at an open doorway.

After adjusting his breathing, he opened the door firmly.

"Hello, Director Wang...".

"Um......?"

The level director, who was looking down at a stack of documents with a cigarette in his hand, responded, and then raised his head.

When you see the person in front of you.

His eyes suddenly became meaningful.

He picked up the cigarette, put it in his mouth and took a puff.

Lie back on the office chair.

The words that come out of my mouth are a bit confusing.

"You came?"

Song Yu's eyes suddenly lit up at this moment.

Grinning twice, he was about to speak, but the class director raised his hand and waved at him.

"The door is closed and said... This kid, really has the meaning of being a master of everything...".

At this moment, the sound of rain finally changed from pouring to pattering.

After a while, the boy who walked out of the office stretched his hand into the rain curtain through the railing.

A small puddle is still formed by the rainwater on the hands.

After looking at it for a long time with a smile, he raised his hand.

Then he disappeared down the corridor with light steps.

The boy who had been trotting down the first two steps suddenly broke into a run under the gradually blue sky.

In just a few seconds, the figure appeared outside the classroom door of Class 23 of Senior High.

Pushing open the door hard, he held his knees and panted for a while.

Song Yu raised his voice towards the group of people in the classroom who were still bowing their heads in silence.

"The matter... is not over yet!"

"You look up and listen to me."

While talking, the boy came to the door again and closed it tightly.

Then he slowly walked up to the podium amidst the puzzled eyes below.

With his hands on the desk, his voice paused.

"All of us, probably affected by the emotions of the past two days, actually overlooked one thing."

Song Yu spoke in a calm tone, with a smile on his face.

"Yesterday, what he said was that tomorrow is the last day of class for us. And during class today, he said that he is going to Qingcheng."

"We, all feel sad, upset, or...angry that he's leaving."

Song Yu casually took a piece of chalk from the chalk box and twisted it around his fingertips.

"However, if we think about it carefully, we will find that, in fact, he has never said when he will leave the school. He just said... that he will leave."

"Right?"

Facing the students below, Song Yu asked softly.

"But I still have to leave... What does it mean if you didn't say the deadline?"

Someone asked.

"There is no deadline, which means that the dust has not yet settled. There is no deadline, which means that he is still struggling with the matter of leaving...".

"No deadline means...".

Song Yu smiled.

"There is still hope...".

"Brother Chen'er".

Going down the podium, Song Yu called out.

After hearing the voice, Lu Chen raised his head and looked at Song Yu.

"Think about it carefully. Among the things that Teacher Lu said in class today, which sentence can prove what I said?"

Lu Chen froze for a moment, then crossed his hands together, put them on his forehead and closed his eyes.

After a while, he suddenly looked at Song Yu.

"You mean, what he said before, anyway, he will leave after the test results come out in three weeks?"

The boy's voice trembled slightly. He, who is good at observing words and expressions, finally read some special meaning from this sentence at this moment.

"Great!"

Song Yu gave a thumbs up to Lu Chen who was below, and Song Yu continued to speak.

"If he really wants to leave, will he have this sigh? If he really decides to leave, what does the test three weeks later have to do with him?"

"so!"

Song Yu clasped the desk twice with his knuckles.

"He still has expectations. He may not have decided that he must leave. I can almost be sure of this!"

"But...he didn't tell us the deadline for leaving, which doesn't mean he didn't go through the resignation procedures. He didn't tell us, maybe he just didn't want to say it."

The voice of doubt resounded in the crowd again.

Song Yu grinned after hearing this sentence.

"So, I went to ask."

Song Yu replied with a smile.

"What really made me sure that this matter has a chance is what I did just after class."

Song Yu slowly walked down from the podium, talking while walking.

"I went to the director, and I asked him when Teacher Lu will leave school and go to work in Qingcheng."

"Do you know what the director said?"

The students below were silent.

They all looked at Song Yu.

"He said, what Qingcheng?"

Song Yu said this sentence word by word, and then looked softly at the students around him.

"Mr. Lu said he was leaving, but the director didn't know. Do you know what that means?"

"It means...he hasn't completely cut off the road...".

Song Yu asked and answered himself.

Then he raised his voice again.

"If the road is not broken, there is still hope. If there is hope, you can fight again!"

"Think about it, isn't that the truth?"

"Huh...", in the classroom, the students who had been suppressed for a long time all spit out the turbidity in their chests.