When the magic stick summons cute pets

Ding Hang and his party swaggered back to school the next morning.

The fact that a few people slipped away from the police station and came back safe and sound caused another uproar in private among all grades. A group of children in the same class originally gathered together in twos and threes to whisper, but when they saw Ding Hang When they came in, they immediately fell silent at the same time, looked at each other for a while, and then returned to their own positions with their necks shrunk.

A girl next to her frowned and looked at the three of them one more time, but Ding Hang happened to be looking at them, and kicked the girl's table forward with a "bang", spitting angrily. He cursed in a rough voice: "Look at your paralysis!"

The girl was startled by the other side, her body trembled slightly, but she still didn't dare to say anything directly to the other side, she endured it and lowered her head again.

But Ding Hang seemed to be interested in this girl suddenly, he stretched out his hand to grab her ponytail and pulled it back: "I'm talking to you, are you deaf or dumb? You just stared at people, right? Believe it or not, I've gouged out your eyes?"

The girl's hair was so painful that she couldn't stand it, and finally couldn't help but replied: "When did I stare at someone, I was obviously looking at a group of animals!"

Ding Hang was probably used to domineering, and it was rare for someone to confront him head-on in such a big place in the school. The expression on his face became gloomy for a while: "What the hell are you talking about? Tell me again, and see if I don't give up. your..."

"Ding Hang! What are you doing?"

There was no words at that end, just happened to be that the dean passed by in front of the classroom, saw the situation inside the classroom at a glance, his face changed and he quickly opened his mouth to growl.

Ding Hang lazily glanced over there, then casually let go of his hand, and smiled towards the other end: "Teacher, she called me a beast, do you think you don't care?"

The people around heard that such a villain like him first complained, and their faces were full of anger and dare not speak out. The dean standing outside obviously didn't believe it, and his face was a little ugly: "Come out with me."

Then, he frowned at Zhang Jun and Zhao Yong, who looked like they had nothing to do with him, and said, "There are two of you! Come out together!"

The three people inside heard that they were being called, looked at each other, and showed a little "really troublesome" expression on their faces, then shrugged and left the class one by one.

The dean looked at the foolish looks of the first few people, and also felt a severe headache. He breathed a little short of breath and said sharply: "You are really amazing to be arrested twice by the police in the middle of the class!"

Ding Hang smiled and said, "It's not that we want to break the classroom discipline. Teacher, it was Zhao Yizhou's family who called the police. If you want to look for it, you have to look for him."

Hearing his words on the other end, he was even more furious: "Ding Hang! What's your attitude?!" He took two steps on the spot, his voice suppressed, "The last time I bullied girls in the lower grades on campus, this time The second time was robbing the homes of classmates in the same grade... Are you relying on the nine-year compulsory education, and the state stipulates that schools have no right to let you drop out, so you are so reckless? Let me tell you, if you continue like this, sooner or later One day you have to bear your life, and then you all wait to go to the prison to eat guns!"

The three of them saw the head almost furious, and still had a playful smile on their faces: "Teacher, why are you so angry? Look at how old you are now, and you are almost bald. If you don't control your temper well, if your blood vessels burst What can I do?"

Originally, he still had a lot to say, but looking at the boys in front of him who were still in puberty but seemed to have reached the end of their lives, the dean suddenly felt extremely tired.

What's the use of nagging them any more?Boys their age are not afraid of anything at all.In schools, they are protected by the country's compulsory education law. No matter how big a mistake they make, the school can't really expel them except for demerits and criticism of education.In society, as long as they have not reached a certain age, many crimes will not even be punished by the law.

He sighed from the bottom of his heart, and waved his hand at them: "You guys go back, there are some things I can't explain to you, and I will talk to your parents tomorrow."

The few people who were standing against the wall were extremely impatient when they heard that the dean wanted to call the parents again. Zhang Jun frowned at first and said in dissatisfaction: "Teacher, what's the matter, tell us Forget it, why do you always call your parents?"

But the other end obviously didn't want to chat with them any more, waved his hand, and looked at the person resentfully, then turned his head and walked away.

Seeing the other end walk away, the three boys viciously pointed their middle fingers at the back of the other end, and then Zhao Yong gave another "tsk" and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Yesterday my dad took me back from the police station. My complexion is not good, I didn’t even eat the meal, and I directly ordered a meal of “Bamboo Shoots Stir-fried Pork” with my mother, my buttocks are hurting even now... If the school comes here to add fuel to the fire now I was about to be beaten to death.”

Zhang Jun also said: "Who isn't it?" He kicked the wall irritably, "And this time we are really fucking in a panic. We rob what we rob? Just take so much money and then Zhao Yizhou said something , didn’t we also take out all the things? As for why the boy Zhao Yizhou suddenly fell into a coma when we were there—he was obviously fine when we were there, but he himself suddenly became like that inexplicably later on. Lay it on us, right?"

Ding Hang said "tsk": "Okay, okay, let's talk about it when the time comes, the big deal is to record another big demerit, it's not that I haven't been demerited. Let's talk about it when the time comes."

With that said, he brought the two of them into the classroom again.

On the other end, Huang Qiuling was also handed over by the dean for a conversation.

Although she looked particularly gloomy and cold, it was strange that her behavior was always very cooperative during the conversation.

The dean was secretly surprised. Suddenly, the little girl who had kept her head down raised her head slightly and looked at him. Her eyes were extremely dark, but they looked like a pair of glass balls. Not in a good mood.

"teacher."

Huang Qiuling's voice was light and light, and it sounded a little cold: "If you don't consider the school's reputation and the compulsory education regulations, what kind of punishment do you think we should get after doing these things?"

The dean was taken aback. He didn't seem to expect that Huang Qiuling would ask him such a question. He carefully looked at the abnormally pale face opposite him, hesitated for a while and asked, "Is there something wrong with you, classmate?" There's something wrong with your complexion."

Huang Qiuling acted as if she didn't hear his question, she just stared at him and continued stubbornly: "We are the ones who should be expelled from school and condemned, right?"

Although these are facts, but when Huang Qiuling said it suddenly, the atmosphere seemed to suddenly become a little weird.

He coughed, facing the other party's strange concessions, he seemed to be habitually trying to find some nice words to ease the atmosphere: "You can't say that, the school is a place to teach you knowledge and etiquette, you children It’s still young, and its plasticity is still strong. As long as you can correct your mistakes, there is still hope for the future. This is why the country has compulsory teaching..."

"Even if we have ruined countless children of the same age, can we still be forgiven?" Huang Qiuling interrupted him and asked sharply, "As long as we can correct our mistakes, we can step on those who have been completely destroyed. To regain the future and hope on the bones of the dead?"

Her voice was very flat, but what she said made the man on the opposite side feel chills behind him.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the person standing opposite did not seem to be Huang Qiuling, but like those children who were bullied or endured silently, or resisted to no avail and had to swallow their anger and choose to transfer to another school. Every word of her interrogation seemed to be in the eardrum His body exploded, which made him feel extremely sad besides embarrassing.

"You said this..."

He obviously came here to preach to Huang Qiuling, but for some reason, the dean felt as if he had been educated by the other end. He was a little embarrassed, as if he didn't know how to answer the words. good.

Huang Qiuling took a deep look at him, then turned around: "In the matter of campus bullying, everyone can watch, but you can't. If you are all watching, then who else can stop that bullying?" Where are the demons?"

"If you don't act wisely and protect yourself, you are actually choosing to walk into the camp of the perpetrators. Teacher, you are all their accomplices."

As he said that, he left behind the dean who was standing outside the corridor with a dazed face, seemingly speechless, and then returned to his class without looking back.

The day passed quickly, and it was four forty when the last class ended.

Huang Qiuling slowly packed up all her things, and was about to get up when a piece of eraser suddenly rolled down to her feet.

His gaze drooped slightly, he bent down to pick up the eraser, and handed it to the timid looking girl opposite.

"yours?"

The girl looked at Huang Qiuling's frightened expression as if she was about to cry, she nodded tremblingly, then stretched out her hand tremblingly to take the eraser.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Huang Qiuling looked at her and smiled slightly: "It's nothing." After saying that, she picked up her schoolbag and walked out with the crowd.

"Scared me to death..." Seeing Huang Qiuling walk out of the classroom, the girl before was slightly relieved, and looked at her deskmate with a lingering fear on her face, "I thought she was going to get angry again ...Fortunately, she was probably in a good mood today, so she had a good temper once in a while...Did you see that she smiled at me just now?"

The deskmate next to me also nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, I was scared to death just now... But does she look like she is in a good mood? She was arrested by the police yesterday, and her face was pale all day today. The face looks colder than before." After thinking for a while, he said, "But have you noticed, she didn't wear makeup today... This is the first time I've seen her without makeup in a long time."

The girl before nodded, stuffed the eraser into the pencil case, zipped up the backpack and put it on her back.She tilted her head, and suddenly said thoughtfully to her deskmate: "But is Huang Qiuling sick?"

Her expression was slightly puzzled: "When I took the eraser just now, it seemed that I touched a little bit of her finger. I was so cold that I shivered."

But the other end didn't care, just lowered her voice a little and said quietly: "Whatever, she's the kind of person who can't come to class when she's sick. The whole classroom is clean. Let's go, don't talk about her, feel uncomfortable, we Go home now."

"Oh, okay...here we come."