After traveling through time, my system is a scam

The system was so stunned by Nanzhi's words that it didn't know what to say for a long time.

In the end, he just said dryly, "Am I that kind of system?"

"You are!" Nanzhi answered very confidently and affirmatively.

The system is EMO.

Why is this host so good at talking? He always talks back at it.

snort!

Get angry!

gone!

The other hosts are not trying to please it.

The system came for a short while and then ran away again, and Nanzhi didn't care.

And the time for talking here is over.

The rest of the students went back.

After returning, the other students were curious about what the teacher asked these people to do.

To be honest, there seems to be nothing else to do except asking them to study hard and not play around.

It's just baffling.

Therefore, the news of Nanzhi's psychologist spread quietly in the school, and that was it.

As for this matter, we, Nanzhi, knew nothing about it.

When this incident was over, it was already evening after school. The principal did not leave, and Qiao Jialiang was also kept by the principal. Nanzhi packed up his notebook and went to the principal's office.

Nanzhi knocked on the door and went in, but Qiao Jialiang had already opened it.

"Oh, Teacher Fang is waiting for you!"

Nanzhi smiled and pushed the notebook in her hand forward.

"I just sorted it out, so it's a good opportunity for us to talk about these students together!"

"Come in quickly, come in quickly, Jialiang, why are you blocking others?"

Qiao Jialiang heard the urgency in the teacher's tone and quickly moved aside.

After Nanzhi came in, he closed the office door again.

Li Mingsheng stood up from his chair and walked towards Nanzhi eagerly.

"How is Teacher Fang?"

Nanzhi looked at the principal's anxious expression and couldn't help but raise her hand to comfort him.

"Don't worry, I've sorted them out. Four of them were depressed due to academic pressure. They are all sixth graders. One had a heart problem that was not discovered. Two were in love. The rest were accidents due to family matters."

"I'm a little confused. Did many accidents happen in our elementary school?"

To be honest, she saw more than a dozen of them, which was a bit too many.

The principal's face grew sadder when he heard Nanzhi's words.

"Yes, of course. Every summer vacation, there are at least ten fewer people in the school every time school starts. Most of them drown, some die in car accidents, and some parents say their children die of illness."

When Nanzhi heard this, he felt very sorry.

"Why don't we spread the word to keep children away from rivers and lakes?"

In response to Nanzhi's doubts, Qiao Jialiang interjected, "We promote it every summer vacation, but the grandparents can't control the left-behind children at home. It's still relatively good now, with mobile phones and other things, and the number has decreased by half. Five or six years ago, there were at least 20 fewer children every summer vacation."

"Now it's not just this, there are also those parents who enroll their children in swimming classes. The children are only in the first or second grade. Sometimes accidents happen and we can't prevent them!"

Nanzhi didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment.

"What about winter?" Nanzhi asked puzzledly.

"It doesn't seem to happen as much in the winter. It used to be rare, but now there are still quite a lot of fifth and sixth graders taking time off. There are too many children suffering from depression and other things."

"Sometimes there are five or six in one class. It's really difficult for us teachers. If we don't force them to study, their grades will drop easily."

"You said hurry up, this depression, that depression, the teacher dare not say anything harsh, for fear that if we are not careful, the child will have a problem!"

“All the corridors in our senior grades are reinforced because we are afraid that students will jump out at us at any time.

"It really can't be taken lightly or seriously."

Nan Zhiguang looked at the worried expressions on the principal and the dean's faces and knew how troublesome this matter was.

She handed the notebook in her hand to the principal.

"I think when we hold a parent-teacher conference, we can hold a special one for the parents and ask them about their expectations for their children. We can comfort them and not push them too hard or bring anger from work home and vent it on the children."

"Don't bring the anger you feel at work home to your closest relatives. As for those who want to divorce, don't ask them to do so in front of the children, so as not to scare the children and make them worry that one day they will come home from school and have no home!"

Li Mingsheng looked at Nanzhi's notebook intently. When Qiao Jialiang heard Nanzhi's words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Teacher Fang, how can we as teachers handle this kind of thing? Do you think the parents will agree? In today's society, divorces happen all the time. If they really can't live together, that's fine, but many parents will point the finger at their children. The children are innocent too, and we all know that."

"But adults' reverse thinking is that they never look for the reasons in themselves, but only put the blame on others!"

"You know that when we discipline our children, if we do it too harshly, the children won't complain and the parents won't be happy about it. If we do it too lightly, the parents will be the first to blame us for not disciplining them well!"

"Last year, there was an older teacher who was very responsible and was in charge of the sixth grade. He used a ruler to hit a child on the back, leaving a mark. The teacher was so angry that the student not only did not study, but also disrupted the class, causing other students to not learn well. That's why he was beaten by the head teacher."

"As a result, the student ran home to complain. The child's parents, grandparents all came to the school and beat up the teacher. The 53-year-old teacher had taught for decades, but the teacher suffered a recurrence of heart disease from the beatings and is still in the hospital."

"After this incident, all the teachers are scared!"

"Who dares to be strict?"

Nanzhi looked at Qiao Jialiang in shock.

"Is this true? Then...what about that teacher?"

Qiao Jialiang took heavy steps and sat back on the chair, "Teacher Fang, please sit down too!"

"This incident chilled the teachers' hearts!"

"For those who are willing to learn, our teachers will teach them everything they know. For those who are unwilling to learn, we will not force them or do anything. At most, they will be punished by standing in the corner."

Nanzhi could hear the helplessness in Qiao Jialiang's voice.

Such things are indeed a big blow to him and Li Mingsheng, teachers who are passionate about education.

It turns out that teachers are also in this difficult situation.

This reminded Nanzhi of a video he had watched before, in which a parent's child received a new book that was a little torn, and then he started cursing in the class group.

The scolding was very harsh, saying that the teacher was deliberately targeting her child.

Some parents couldn't stand it and offered to exchange their own children's books with her, but this person didn't agree.

Anyway, she feels that others are targeting her child.

Of course, Nanzhi didn’t know the original story of this incident, but she knew that they cursed each other harshly, and the argument later turned into an indiscriminate attack.