Tree Hole Self-Rescue Guide

If I had known earlier, that day would be the last time we met...

"I have conducted a profound self-reflection on the fact that I ate spicy snacks in the classroom during breaks. I shouldn't have polluted the air, aroused everyone's interest in snacks, and caused hungry students who were only focused on their studies to suffer mental damage.

Although it tempered everyone's will, I gained the joy of eating spicy noodles. It is wrong to build your own happiness on the pain of others. I'm sorry, I was wrong. I will eat spicy noodles in the dormitory from now on. "

Gu Ye went off topic while talking, and looked at Mo Zhichun in the audience, making a gesture of pulling a zipper on his mouth, and ended his speech urgently.

"No, everyone should eat less junk food like spicy strips. I have completed my self-reflection. Thank you everyone."

Xu Xiaoxiao and Mo Zhichun led the applause, and sparse applause rang out in the classroom. After Gu Ye finished speaking, he stood to the side of the podium, looked at the teacher and saw that he had no other intentions, and walked back to his seat.

"Although it is the beginning of autumn, the weather is still very hot. You should eat less instant noodles and spicy noodles. It's okay to eat them occasionally to satisfy your cravings, but don't eat too much, as it's bad for your stomach.

There are also those who drink cold water every day, try to drink warm water occasionally. If you take advantage of your youth and don’t take good care of your body, when you reach my age, eight out of ten people will have stomach problems. Okay, that’s it, pack up and go to the next class.”

The teacher walked out of the classroom, picked up the umbrella hanging on the windowsill and returned to the office.

"Brothers, big news! I just came back from the Grade 1 teaching building. Guess what's going on over there." Wang Can lowered his voice and shared the gossip with Gu Ye and the others.

"Is anyone putting wreaths at the school gate?" Xing Shuyuan continued.

"Shuyuan, how did you know? Did you also go to the first-year teaching building?" Wang Can thought that he was the only one who knew this shocking news.

"We already knew this. The whole class knew it."

"That's not right. They came today. I have been with you the whole time. I went to help Teacher Chai in the first grade during this break. I was away for only half an hour." Wang Can was full of question marks. Why did he feel excluded again? The Internet speed in the village was not as fast as that in the mountains.

"During the half hour you were away, Gu Ye ate a bag of spicy strips, drank a bottle of AD calcium milk, went on stage to review his thoughts and received a reward of 800 words of review, plus you missed the class meeting for ten minutes." Mo Zhichun turned from the table in front of him and spoke to Wang Can.

"AD calcium milk? Gu Ye, you didn't take it from the hole in my desk, did you? That's my spiritual food for the past two weeks, and there's only one bottle left. Spit it out for me."

Wang Can's mind was full of the fact that his last bottle of AD calcium milk had been finished, and he held on to Gu Ye tightly. He forgot to reach into the hole in the table, and also forgot that he had put the milk at the innermost part of the hole. The exercise books and test questions in the hole blocked the exit tightly.

"I didn't drink yours, but I have some too. I also have Nutri-Express, which the uncle sent to me. Hey, you don't have any." Gu Ye happily showed off his supplies, and the way he called Wang Changling was finally finalized after feeding him food again and again.

Wang Can calmed down and brought the topic back.

"Then how did you know? I won't be the last to know, will I?"

"You should now be at the stage of knowing who it is and what it is." Xing Shuyuan asked Wang Can across the aisle.

"Yes, so as soon as I got the news, I came back to chat with you." Wang Can took out his Chinese textbook, turned the pages according to the table of contents, and put the textbook under his arm. He supported his chubby face with his right hand and propped up his head to speak.

"Then you may be the last one in our class to know." Xing Shuyuan calmly stated the facts.

"Cousin, you don't want to ask why." Gu Ye added fuel to the fire on the right.

"No, I must know." Wang Can insisted.

"The Chinese teacher is here, let's talk about it later." Xing Shuyuan didn't say anything definite, leaving Wang Can alone. He felt like he was pricked by a tree bug, itchy and painful. If it wasn't treated in time, it would trigger an allergic reaction.

Fortunately, there was a group discussion session in this Chinese class. Wang Can and Gu Ye moved their stools and sat next to Xing Shuyuan's desk, waiting for everyone to answer their questions.

Six heads gathered together, holding Chinese textbooks in their hands and speaking Chinese.

"They turned on their computers before class, and Liu Yu opened Teacher Ye's courseware. As a result, the teacher's WeChat was automatically logged in, and the message popped up naturally. I originally clicked to ignore it, but I clicked into the group chat of the teacher's class and saw this incident. Then, while there was still time, everyone didn't want to go to class with curiosity, so they went to the school forum to find out the truth.

Someone in the forum said that a junior in the first year of high school played games in an Internet cafe on the weekend. His class teacher went to the Internet cafe to catch his own child, but failed to catch his own child. The junior thought that the teacher was catching him, so he jumped from the window of the Internet cafe and died. It is very credible because the post was blocked the next second.

Xu Xiaoxiao described what happened and told it to Wang Can.

"I heard that a female teacher at the North School took wedding photos and distributed wedding candies to her classmates, and then she got into a car accident at the traffic light in front of their school and died on the spot despite failed rescue efforts."

"Then the teacher's death has little to do with the school. What happened in the North School has nothing to do with our West School. If you want to make a fuss, go to the main school. I still want to believe that he jumped off the building, but it's hard to say whether the teacher really wanted to arrest his son or it was just an excuse." Gu Ye expressed his opinion. Life is always so fragile in the face of accidents. For those who have passed away, the pages of their lives have no sequel, and for those who are still alive, their lives are disrupted.

A child who had not yet spread his wings fell before dawn. A bride-to-be who was supposed to enter the next stage of her life with flowers in her hands, the happiness within reach turned into bubbles...

"Children should stay out of adult affairs. I said you usually don't listen in class and aren't active in group discussions. Today, Wang Can stared at me in class with sparkling eyes, and I was very excited. So you've been waiting for this moment, Wang Can."

Ye Zhiqiu stood behind Wang Can at some point, silently condemning him.

"Teacher Ye, people are all curious about gossip." Wang Can felt a tingling sensation on his back, and he felt like he was going to be unlucky today.

"So what do you think about these two things?" Ye Zhiqiu joined the topic and guided them to think about the problem.

"It's hard to say about the first suicide. After all, only the person involved knows the situation at the time. I went to the Internet cafe they mentioned before to give money to my friends. It was two or three yuan cheaper per hour than other places. The monitoring equipment was very old and looked like decoration.

The person involved in this incident has passed away, and the ones most seriously affected are the students' parents. For the living, whether it was intentional or unintentional, it will most likely be considered unintentional in the end. After all, there is no evidence to prove it. The teacher may have to suffer a little."

"The second thing is not related to the school. Traffic accidents are accidents, and no one wants them to happen. But when an accident happens, the party at fault needs to be found, and the survivors need to seek some benefits for themselves. There are people who suck the last drop of blood from their children. It can only be said that living a good life is hard enough."

That was all Wang Can could think of, and he turned around to look at Ye Zhiqiu’s expression.

"I think your idea is very good, and it fits the depth of thinking of your age group. There is a composition competition recently, and each class has a recommended quota. After class, you can go to the classroom with me to get the materials and practice your writing skills first. Write five or six compositions first."

Ye Zhiqiu patted Wang Can on the shoulder, announced the end of the group discussion and moved on to the next stage.