The Shame of the A World and the Light of the O World

The next day, Thomas went to school with a few countermeasures that he had thought up overnight. He was surprised to find that there were already many students waiting for him in the office.

The group of students were all in his class. Thomas walked over and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Teacher, we believe in you."

Children do not have complicated thinking, and they do things with one heart.

Some people say it's pure, others say it's impulsive.

In any case, Thomas' heart was touched by them. He touched the heads of the children who were not as high as his chest and said, "Thank you."

"I have already persuaded my mother, the teacher is not that kind of person at all, you are very kind to us."

"That's right, why do you bully us? We usually bully you."

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I was ignorant before, and I shouldn't have laughed at you." The poor student said in the most simple words, "You are very good, really, very good, and the next class envies us, saying Their math teacher can’t understand what they’re saying.”

As a disgrace to the A world, Thomas is often ridiculed by other teachers. Some mischievous students don't know why, they think it's funny, and follow him to bully him.

Even if he felt uncomfortable, Thomas always laughed it off, because it was an indisputable fact.He never thought that one day, someone would apologize to him for this.

It is said that children are ignorant, but what are sensible adults doing?

A person suddenly walked out of the crowd, and Thomas discovered that it was Noonan's deskmate.

That is an introverted, taciturn female omega, and Noonan is a good friend.She spoke in a soft voice and looked carefully: "Teacher, Noonan asked me to thank you for not hurting him at that time. He said that if necessary, he can prove your innocence to the parent committee."

Noonan was the biggest victim of that incident. For himself, he dared to stand up and open the wound for everyone to see.

Not to mention a child, let alone himself as their teacher?

Thanks again to the lovely students, Thomas came to the principal's office infused with courage.

The door of the principal's room was open, and the secretary was discussing things with him: "What should I do? You should give me an explanation."

Compared with the secretary who was anxious to add fuel to the fire, the principal seemed much calmer: "If they don't want to, they will find a new sponsor."

"Where can I find it? Now is the key link. If the capital chain can't keep up, scientific research has to stop." The secretary anxiously pushed the glasses that slipped off the bridge of his nose, "It's almost a success, for Thomas, you Do you want to give up all of this?"

Is it about yourself again?

This time Thomas didn't turn around and leave, it was the problem that had to be faced.

He knocked on the door and walked into the principal's office.

The secretary shut up immediately when he saw him.

The principal smiled: "Are you here?"

Thomas cut to the chase: "Because of me, is there something wrong with the capital chain?"

"Yes." The principal admitted, "but it's not serious, there are always countermeasures."

The secretary was surprised: "Where is it not serious?"

Principal: "Shut up."

secretary:"……"

Thomas thought for a moment, paused, and said affirmatively: "It seems very serious. Principal, I hope you can tell me the truth. I am also a member of the school. When we encounter problems, we have to face them together, don't we? "

He stared at the principal intently, with never-before-seen determination in his eyes.

In the end, the principal was defeated: "Okay. There is something wrong with the school's funding chain, and the scientific research funds can't keep up. Some people say that the school has mixed with teachers with questionable character, and they want to re-evaluate the school's credibility. After you come out, you can decide whether to continue funding.”

If there is a problem with character, it is undoubtedly talking about Thomas.

The so-called evaluation was just an excuse, Thomas remembered, and someone on the parent committee was one of the sponsors.

The financial problem was obviously aimed at him.

If a project that has been studied for a long time is terminated because of him, then he will be the one to be criticized by everyone.

Not only that, but Thomas couldn't face anyone at school anymore.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the principal's office, interrupting Thomas's contemplation.

"Principal, people from the parent committee are here, waiting for you in the conference room."

The headmaster nodded: "Understood."

Everyone present knew why they came here.

Thomas followed the principal and secretary to the conference room.

Before entering the conference room, the principal turned around and said, "I have already thought of a solution."

He gave Thomas a reassuring smile, but Thomas saw only a faint blackness around his eye sockets.

The principal also stayed up all night, for him.

In the past, Thomas would have told the other party that he also thought of a few, but the current situation made him unable to say anything.

The school faced difficulties one after another because of him, as long as he left, all problems would be solved, but he was reluctant.

He couldn't go, and he couldn't have the audacity to say he wanted to stay.

The dilemma made him choose to remain silent.

The three of them entered the meeting room together. The head of the parent committee looked even worse than yesterday, and asked straightforwardly, "Can the school give us a satisfactory answer today?"

The headmaster turned a blind eye and sat down opposite him calmly: "I have three plans here, you might as well listen to them."

Before the first plan was finished, the head of the parent committee interrupted impatiently: "My time is precious, and there is no time to waste it. You just need to tell me whether he has been fired in any of the three plans."

He raised his hand and nodded Thomas, his eyes were sharp like a hunter staring at his prey, and he vowed not to give up until he was killed.

"No."

"Okay, then I'll transfer."

"I'm also transferring."

"We all turn."

The parents in the conference room responded quickly one after another, and the scene got out of control for a while.

The secretary cried out worriedly, asking them to calm down.He took the trouble to persuade the parents, telling them about the bad influence of transferring schools halfway on the students.

The parents were stern: "You can make up for poor grades. If you are ruined, can you turn back time?"

Another parent sneered: "Don't say hypocritically that you are thinking about the students. I think you are afraid that too many students will transfer, which will damage the school's reputation. After all, it is not for money."

"Why is there such a school, I want to expose you to the media!"

In an instant, a pot exploded in the conference room, the parents were arguing and arguing, and the people from the school held back and persuaded.

There was a lot of twittering in my ears. If it was said that it was in the vegetable market, some people would believe it.

Thomas looked around at them.

This is his first job and the only job. He still remembers the embarrassment of being rejected everywhere after graduation.

He is not a strong alpha, life has given him more trials and twists and turns than others, only school has given him light.

For him, this is definitely more than just a job.

This is the anchor of his precarious life, and his affirmation of his usefulness to society.

He liked the school a little more than anyone expected.

The kind principal smiled and called him Little Train; the vicious secretary told him to treat General Walton kindly while angrily saying that he was part of the Empress General; the loving colleagues asked him to have dinner, drink and play ball after school; the lovely students After they asked him a math problem he didn't know, they blushed and stuffed him with fruity lollipops...

He likes everyone in the school; he likes the smell of youth and chalk dust in the school; he likes every brick here...

And now, his favorite school is about to be stigmatized because of him.

No, Thomas couldn't accept that fact.

He stood up abruptly and roared with determination: "Enough!"

His voice wasn't too loud, but in the noisy environment, it was unexpectedly deafening.

The chattering people were interrupted, and they turned to the source of the sound in unison.

Thomas took a deep breath, and slowly clenched the hands hanging by his sides, so hard that the fingertips almost pierced the palm.He raised his head and tried to restrain his emotions, but his body trembled uncontrollably.

He opened his mouth, his lips moved, but he couldn't make a sound.

Gradually, those bright black eyes were dyed blood-colored, and hoarse voices came out one by one from his throat, as if he was giving up the most inseparable part of his body.

"I," Thomas choked, his beating heart was brutally pierced by himself at that moment, "resign."