Never be a bully again

"Oh oh oh!" Xue Mu nodded again and again. Although he had never played this game, he still hadn't heard of it. Before he died, he also played King of Glory with Zheng Daqian for a while. I heard it was related to Dota, LOL or something It's all the same game, so I feel a little bit wrong, "I also... I like that too!"

Wan Chaoyang was slightly surprised, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Xue Mu. Under the streetlight, his face flushed with excitement for some reason.

"You also play Dota?" Wan Chaoyang asked suspiciously.

"I..." Xue Mu rolled his eyes, "I'm not very good at it, but I like to watch other people play games—watching game videos, live broadcasts and so on."

"Oh..." Wan Chaoyang put away his expression and continued to walk forward, thinking to himself: How can anyone just watch videos without playing games?Neuropathy.

"Hey, what hero do you like to play?" Xue Mu was indomitable.

Hearing this question, Wan Chaoyang finally showed a little embarrassed smile, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Kobold."

"Ah..." Xue Mu smiled awkwardly, thinking what the hell it was, it didn't sound awesome at all. "That sounds awesome!" He still complimented him against his will.

Wan Chaoyang was taken aback when he heard it, and looked at Xue Mu with some surprise: "What did you say?"

"Ah?" Xue Mu was startled, not knowing what he said wrongly, "What's wrong...? Kobolds... aren't you awesome?"

"Awesome?" Wan Chaoyang's expression was a bit complicated, "Awesome? Why have you changed your sex and swearing?"

Xue Mu petrified in place.

bad language?Awesome?Awesome is a dirty word?

"I..." Xue Mu asked in disbelief, "Am I always so reserved and hypocritical? Still not swearing? Even awesome is swearing?"

Wan Chaoyang frowned slightly: "You always... don't talk much."

Xue Mu was taken aback, and then suddenly realized that he has always been praised by others as "honest, sensible, obedient, and steady", while his shortcomings are "too introverted, too shy, lacking in vitality, and not sociable" , but when exactly did he silently become a bluffing person?He couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

A gust of wind blew by, Wan Chaoyang sniffed, and looked at Xue Mu just standing in the middle of the road in a daze, but he really lived up to the nickname "Wood", and couldn't help cursing in his heart: I'm sick, I'm so sick. Want to walk with me, and stop there halfway.

"Will you go?" He urged impatiently.

"Ah..." Xue Mu came back to his senses, he didn't care to reflect on his life any more, he quickly trotted two steps with a smile, "Let's go, let's go."

Wan Chaoyang wrapped himself in his school uniform irritably, the 2 minutes delayed by Xue Mu caused him to lose the warmth brought by the classroom, and the demeanor he kept without wearing a down jacket on purpose was also taken away by the frozen snot.

"Then do you think I'm as good as before, or more enthusiastic?" Xue Mu didn't notice Wan Chaoyang's displeasure, and started the topic again.

Wan Chaoyang looked Xue Mu up and down as if he had seen a ghost, and shouted sharply: "I don't care about you!"

Xue Mu was shocked by the yelling, and immediately became angry. It has been several years, and no one has spoken to him so fiercely except the boss. Just as he was about to explode, he thought again that this person in front of him is the future father of the financial sponsor. , I am already 26, what do I care about with a teenage child!

He smiled brightly, raised his hand to hook Wan Chaoyang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "I think it's good that I am like this, much better than before!"

Wan Chaoyang's neck got stuck, and he tried to dodge to the side, but Xue Mu hugged his neck even harder, and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Can't hug you? Little girl, are you?"

"Hiss—" Wan Chaoyang raised his hand abruptly, opened Xue Mu's hand, rushed into the door of the dormitory in two steps in three steps, turned around and said: "You have taken the wrong medicine!" Turned away with a cold face.

Xue Mu stood there in embarrassment, then shook his head, and smiled contrivedly, "Little boy, Dad, I was born again, can you run out of my palm? If you don't get close to you, it's useless to compare you." Ten more years of life! Just wait for me!"

For the fourth question, he is a little rebellious, he is also a little crazy

"bell--!"

The ear-piercing wake-up bell startled Xue Mu. He sat up in shock, looked around, and had three ultimate philosophical questions in his mind: Who am I?where am I?What am I going to do?

Until the end of the 60-second ringtone, Xue Mu still seemed to be unable to get rid of the echo in his mind, and he finally wondered: Oh, I was reborn.

Then he lay down straight with a "boom".

"Wood? Wood?"

When Xue Mu was woken up by Zheng Daqian, he was shocked again, looking at the strange face in front of him in horror, he lost his voice for a moment.

"Excuse me?"

Xue Mu rubbed his eyes, raised his hand and took a look at his watch.

"Fuck...a quarter past six..."

Zheng Daqian was taken aback for a moment: "Did I hear correctly? What did you say?"

Xue Mu glanced at Zheng Daqian, knowing that he was also surprised by his "fucking" "dirty words", but he couldn't explain it, so he waved his hand and said, "I'll sleep for a while."

Zheng Daqian was even more surprised. He had known Xue Mu for so many years, and he had never heard of him having a problem with sleeping late.

"What's wrong with you?" Zheng Daqian approached with concern, "Are you sick? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, I'll sleep for a while." Xue Muqiang replied energetically, hoping that Zheng Daqian would leave quickly and get back to sleep.

"Then do you want to eat breakfast? I'll help you—"

"Can you be quieter!" Zheng Daqian's words were interrupted by Wan Chaoyang's yell from the upper bunk, Xue Mu quickly pushed Zheng Daqian, and replied in a breathy voice: "Come on, let's go, I don't want to eat, you Let me sleep a little longer." Then he pulled the quilt and immediately fell asleep again.

"Bell──!" Half an hour later, the bell urging to leave the dormitory rang again, Xue Mu kicked his arms and legs irritably, and then wrapped himself tightly in the quilt from head to toe.

Wan Chaoyang got up listlessly, folded the quilt with a thump, because Zheng Daqian and Xue Mu's lingering words caused him to lose sleep for a few minutes, and he felt angry when he thought about it.

After making the bed, putting on his pants and getting out of bed, he suddenly found that Xue Mu was still asleep. He picked up his watch and looked at it in disbelief. Sorry?

Wan Chaoyang originally planned to wake Xue Mu up, but he stretched out his hand halfway, remembering his crazy behavior yesterday, and the few minutes that caused him to lose sleep this morning, he retracted his hand coldly, snorted coldly, and looked up. The basin of towels went straight to the water room.

Morning reading is about to start, and the dormitory building that was noisy a few minutes ago has quieted down now, and the only sound in the corridor is the footsteps of boys who overslept and are afraid of being late.

Wan Chaoyang wasn't nervous. After tens of thousands of experiments, he was able to accurately determine the time for washing his face and brushing his teeth, and ensured that he stepped on the bell to enter the classroom leisurely. Xue Mu, he was still stunned.

After hesitating for about ten seconds, Wan Chaoyang cleared his throat forcefully, but Xue Mu didn't respond.He put down the washbasin heavily, but Xue Mu still didn't respond.He opened the cabinet and took out breakfast, then closed the door with a "bang", Xue Mu still didn't respond.

Won't die?

This strange thought came to Wan Chaoyang's mind, he took two steps closer nervously, but Xue Mu turned over comfortably and groaned twice.

……

I'm really sick and I'll take care of you!

Wan Chaoyang angrily walked to the door and left.

"Hey! Xue Mu! Well! Don't get up yet!"

When Xue Mu woke up again, it was the dormitory teacher who woke him up.

"what time is it!"

Subconsciously, Xue Mu quickly got out of bed, put on his clothes in a panic, and was about to go out, when the housekeeper shouted again: "Hey! Waiting for me to make you a quilt?!"

Xue Mu turned his head to look at the vicious face of the dormitory officer, and suddenly a fire ignited from nowhere, he calmed down and said, "I'll wash first, and come back to stack."

"What time are you still washing up?!" Xue Mu was about to turn around, but the dorm manager said again, "Don't sleep until now if you know you want to lose face! Quickly fold the quilt for me!"

Xue Mu was not mentally prepared for such contemptuous and insulting words, he was stunned for a moment, staring at the dormitory officer speechlessly.

"Why are you looking at you?!" The steward's tone became more and more ferocious.

"Can you speak well?" Xue Mu gritted his teeth, trying to restrain his anger.

The dormitory officer was also stunned, he didn't expect Xue Mu to talk back like this, and immediately became angry: "I can't fucking, what's the matter?!"

Xue Mu clenched his fists, adjusted his breathing, and actually smiled: "It's okay, you are a teacher, I am a student, I suggest you use the school's normative language, and I can't stop you from using the language of garbage and scum." Aren’t you? I can’t tell the headmaster that you are swearing, can I? The headmaster will definitely ignore me.”

After finishing speaking, Xue Mu wiped his face again without waiting for the dorm manager to respond, and said, "If you don't let me wash, I won't wash. I'm off to class, see you later." Then he put on his down jacket and walked away.

Walking out of the dormitory building, the cold wind blows on the face, and the sun has not fully risen.

Xue Mu has worked on a flexible working system for several years, and he does not need to clock in and out. Although it is common for him to stay up all night, except for business trips to catch an early flight, he has not woken up so early for a long time.

Lights were turned off at eleven o'clock last night in the dormitory, and he woke up at seven o'clock after sleeping until now, and let out another breath of getting up, Xue Mu now breathes the morning air, and feels extremely refreshing in his heart.

Of course, this fun only lasted for 5 minutes. After entering the teaching building and going up to the third floor, Xue Mu saw the head teacher Li Xiaomei training Wan Chaoyang in the corridor.

Wan Chaoyang was used to being scolded for a long time. He always had his left ear go into his right ear, and he only hated that in the morning because of Xue Mu's one-minute delay, he was blocked by Li Xiaomei.

For Li Xiaomei, training Wan Chaoyang is the least fulfilling. The other students know that they are afraid, admit their mistakes and repent after training, but Wan Chaoyang is the most reluctant. Sorry to train too hard.However, going back to the exam dragged the whole class down, and made the experimental class she led had the worst reputation in previous years, so she had to stay away whenever she saw Wan Chaoyang.

Today, Li Xiaomei did not come here with an attitude towards Wan Chaoyang. Wan Chaoyang has already practiced it. She will not be late for a second, and she will not be early for a second. If you get caught, then you will inevitably make use of the problem.

──What she didn't expect was that Xue Mu was also late.

"What's going on?" Li Xiaomei frowned and asked Xue Mu who came late, but her tone was much more relaxed than Wan Chaoyang.

Wan Chaoyang glanced at Xue Mu secretly, feeling refreshed in his heart: Such a good baby will also be caught late one day, he probably will cry in fright.

"Sleep." Xue Mu didn't have such a temper when facing Li Xiaomei. Li Xiaomei was his homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher in the second and third grades of high school. He was the representative of the Chinese class in the class. It can be said that he should be her favorite student. He also respected her the most, so he answered her sincerely and honestly.

"..." Li Xiaomei was choked up by Xue Mu's straightforwardness, so she took the initiative to find the steps and said, "Did you stay up all night for self-study yesterday?"

"No." Xue Mu replied truthfully, "It's just sleepiness. The body is developing during puberty, so I need to sleep more."

"Pfft—" Wan Chaoyang couldn't help laughing at the side.

"What are you laughing at?" Li Xiaomei blushed and shouted, half out of embarrassment and half out of anger.

Xue Mu took a peek at Wan Chaoyang, and thought: Emma, ​​you have amused the benefactor, it's almost a joke.

"That's enough--" Facing a stubborn scumbag and an upright academic bully, Li Xiaomei didn't bother to waste any more time, and was about to let them enter the classroom, but suddenly received a call.

Xue Mu watched Li Xiaomei's face turn from reddish to pale, then red and finally purple, put down the phone and said viciously: "Come with me!"

Wan Chaoyang was a little baffled, but he also had a face full of fearlessness. Xue Mu guessed in his heart that the dormitory supervisor was looking for something to do. He thought that the sudden attack just now was really a little impulsive, but thinking about it carefully, he was the one who scolded people, or he took the blame. Reason, but can reason be explained clearly?

Xue Mu never caused any trouble at school, he only knows how to do the exams, and he doesn't know what the situation is like with the teacher-student questions, so he can't help but feel a little nervous.But on second thought, I've already died once, so I'm afraid of you? !

As soon as he entered the office, he saw the dorm supervisor waiting with his arms crossed, the other teachers saw this situation and retreated out of it.

Li Xiaomei gave up her seat to the dormitory steward, and she pulled up the chair to sit down. Before she could start, the dormitory steward began to complain endlessly.

Wan Chaoyang was stunned when he heard it, did Xue Mu take the wrong medicine?Since yesterday, the medicine has not returned?Don't get up, don't make the quilt, and scold the hostess?And... what does this have to do with me?Why do I have to be trained too? !

"What do you want to say?" Li Xiaomei's face was still red, but she looked at Xue Mu with hope and anticipation. She was different from other class teachers. She scolded other students first when they caused trouble. To save face, she is completely protecting the calf, and he has to pay half of the responsibility to the other party if it's all the student's fault, and she knows Xue Mu too well, so it's impossible for him to mess up for no reason.

Xue Mu listened to the dormitory manager's words very calmly, and saw that Li Xiaomei gave him a chance to defend himself, so he smiled softly and said, "The first point I want to say is that out of respect for the students, you Should the two also let us sit down and talk?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Xiaomei and Wan Chaoyang were all dumbfounded.

"You still want to sit down and talk?!" The dormitory manager jumped up with a "bass", "You can fucking talk while lying down!"

"Hey! Teacher Shang!" Li Xiaomei hurriedly pulled the housekeeper, Xue Mu smiled softly: "Mr. Li, you have seen, you should know who is scolding whom."

"You fucking want to scold—"

Xue Mu slowly raised two fingers, "Mr. Li, I only said a few words, and Teacher Shang already scolded me a few times."

"Calling you?! I'm fucking beating you!" The housekeeper was so angry that he was incoherent, and he was about to pounce on Xue Mu, so frightened that Li Xiaomei stopped him immediately, and Wan Chaoyang subconsciously pulled Xue Mu back a step.

Xue Mu turned his head and smiled lightly at Wan Chaoyang: "It's okay, he doesn't dare to hit me."

"I don't dare to hit you?! Come here!!!" Enraged, the dormitory manager turned up the volume, and Xue Mu saw other teachers nervously approaching the office door from the corner of his eye.

"Xue Mu! Speak up!" Li Xiaomei was also a little scared. A female teacher in her early thirties might not be able to stop this male dormitory manager in her late [-]s. "Teacher Shang, calm down!"

"You dare to beat me?" Xue Mu raised his voice, intentionally so that people outside could hear clearly, "You have already been replaced from the teaching position, and if you beat the students again, can you still stay in No. [-] Middle School?! You brought With such a resume, can I go to any school?!"

"I'll fucking kill you──!"

The bell for the end of get out of class rang at the right time, Xue Mu saw that the housekeeper had completely lost his mind, smiled "hehe", and said: "Mr. Li, let's go raise the flag first!" He turned his head and took Wan Chaoyang's hand and ran outside.

When the teachers at the door saw it, they all took a few steps back in a hurry. Xue Mu laughed and said, "Teachers, hurry up and stop Teacher Shang! Don't let him kill me! Hahahaha!"

Wan Chaoyang was dragged by Xue Mu to the Flag Raising Square with a dazed expression on his face. He was stunned for a moment when he saw that Xue Mu's face was flushed with a smile, and his face was steamed with breath.

"How is it? Are you happy?!" Xue Mu asked with a smile.

"Uh...um." Wan Chaoyang nodded hesitantly.

"You still want to hate me? You really think I'm a middle school student who doesn't know anything!"

"Ok?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Xue Mu waved his hand, "The flag is raised, the flag is raised."

After graduating from high school, Xue Mu almost never participated in any flag-raising ceremonies. At this moment, he returned to ten years ago, standing in the cold wind of the morning, watching the national flag rise slowly under the winter sun, thinking that he just got out With a bad breath, Xue Mu couldn't help humming in his heart: "Thank God~Thank you~Thank fate~ Let──"

"Speaking under the national flag, the classmate who is speaking this time is - Class 23, Xue Mu! The title of his speech is - Me and No. [-] Middle School! Applause welcome!"

"Wait a minute... what?"

The fifth question How does my earth move away? It doesn’t necessarily follow the universe

In winter in Beijing, hands and feet are freezing. The students stood in the flag-raising square with their hands tucked into their sleeves, so the applause was muffled and sparse.

Xue Mu stood there in astonishment, until no one came out of the queue after more than ten seconds, the students standing in front felt strange and turned their heads to look at him one after another.

"Go." Zheng Daqian in front of him turned his head away from the flag-raising platform, Xue Mu was at a loss, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of Wan Chaoyang.

Wan Chaoyang met Xue Mu's gaze with a blank expression on his face, but he was somewhat expectant in his heart, wanting to see what kind of demon this schoolmaster who had taken the wrong medicine could do.

"Xue Mu...cough cough... Xue Mu!" The host on the stage was a little embarrassed. A high school student really didn't know how to deal with this situation, so he had to call Xue Mu's name repeatedly.

Xue Mu turned his head to look at the flag-raising platform, and the students around him followed the gazes of the people in front of them and turned their heads to look at them.

Fuck you, you've already died, what are you afraid of!

Xue Mu flicked his sleeves and walked onto the stage with his head held high.

After taking the microphone from the host's hand, he realized that her nervous palms had covered it with sweat. He nodded and smiled at her apologetically, and then turned his eyes to look at the dense crowd.

"I'm sorry, I wasted everyone's time just now, but also..." Xue Mu quickly glanced at the name on the host's badge, "Student Fang Yuan caused trouble, I apologize to everyone first." After finishing speaking, he bowed artificially After bowing, there was another burst of applause from the audience.

"The reason why I didn't come up just now," Xue Mu straightened up and continued, "It's because I forgot that it was me who gave the speech today, and I didn't prepare the manuscript."

The audience was completely silent, and Wan Chaoyang exclaimed in his heart: My God, you can really make a new monster...

"Oh no, the manuscript must have been prepared, and I have to show it to the teacher of the Youth League Committee—then I just forgot to bring it, um, I forgot to bring it. Sorry again."

The cold wind blew through the microphone, and there was a whirring noise from the speaker, but the nearly [-] teachers and students in the audience were so quiet that there was no sound at all.

"But no matter what, since I have already stood on the stage, I have to say a few words to complete this 'speech under the national flag'. Since I didn't bring the script, I can only improvise and say what I want to say, so I I want to make a statement first, all the remarks I made in this speech represent only my personal opinions, and have nothing to do with Class 23, the second-grade group, Teacher Li, Teacher Cao, and the teachers of the Youth League Committee.”── Xue Mu could only remember the grade leader's surname was Cao, but he really couldn't remember what the Youth League teacher's surname was.

The students had never seen this scene before, and they were stunned for a while, but the class teachers standing behind the line couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"Just now Fangyuan said that the topic of his speech was 'Me and No. [-] Middle School'," Xue Mugang was about to start to play freely, but he saw Li Xiaomei and the dormitory supervisor coming out of the teaching building from a distance, and immediately continued, "But talking about this topic Before that, I have to admit a mistake, that is, I just had a conflict with our dormitory teacher Shang this morning."

Li Xiaomei and the dormitory supervisor raised their heads to look at the flag-raising platform in surprise when they heard the voice coming from the stereo. They didn't expect that it was Xue Mu who was speaking.

"What's the matter with this conflict? It's actually very simple. I overslept and didn't make the quilt. I also contradicted Teacher Shang who came to educate me."

Some students in the audience laughed and murmured softly, Wan Chaoyang watched Xue Mu quietly, wondering what he was going to do.

"Teacher Shang was very angry and found Teacher Li in our class to ask for an explanation. Then I used very civilized but unkind words, which aroused Teacher Shang to respond even more rudely and uncivilized, and even almost caused physical abuse to me. harm."

While Xue Mu was speaking in a serious manner, while cooperating with exaggerated and weird body language, the team quickly became agitated, and the sound of laughing and joking also increased in decibels.

"But I don't want to use the opportunity of standing under the national flag with a microphone to accuse or accuse Mr. Shang. Instead, I want to apologize to Mr. Shang. Mr. Shang, I'm sorry." After Xue Mu finished speaking, he turned around on purpose. body, and bowed deeply in the direction of the supervisor.

The students suddenly became quiet again, and looked in the direction of Xue Mu's bow, and saw the embarrassed faces of Li Xiaomei and the dormitory supervisor.

"Actually, this matter," Xue Mu straightened up and said again, the students quickly turned back to look at him, "The mistake at the beginning was indeed my fault, as I just said, not getting up, not folding the quilt, and contradicting the teacher , It’s all my fault, so of course I have to admit my mistake to Mr. Shang. As for the verbal insults and threats to my personal safety, I will not ask Mr. Shang to apologize to me. Why is that? Because our status itself is unequal, I cannot ask him to do this."

The audience fell into silence again, and the students waited for Xue Mu to continue with their eyes wide open.

"In fact, everyone knows this very well in their hearts. Our relationship is between students and teachers. Students are born to be controlled by teachers. No matter what treatment we should not have suffered, it must be done because of this unequal status. Bear it silently. For example, what happened to me today, because I was verbally abused because I didn’t get up and didn’t fold the quilt. Is it something that should be endured by two independent individuals regardless of their identities as teachers and students? The answer is obvious."

Although Xue Mu's body was chilled by the cold wind, his heart was extremely hot. He switched the microphone from another hand, stomped his frozen feet, and continued talking.

"So today I decided to refuse to bear it, and carried out a small resistance. What was the result? Everyone has seen it. I bowed and apologized to Mr. Shang under the national flag. This is the result."

The snot was so cold that it ran out, Xue Mu sucked it hard, and his face was a little numb.

"Why should I apologize? Because according to our school's student code of conduct, I have violated the regulations, and it may not be enough for me to bow and apologize now. I may have to write a review and accept punishment. I don't care about such a result. Accept, because it is true that I violated the agreement first, but here I would like to raise a few questions for everyone to think about, why do we abide by the school's code of conduct? Who is the maker of such a code? Have we signed an agreement to agree to accept the code? ? Or is it acquiesced that we must abide by it at the moment of enrollment? What kind of relationship do we have with the school? ─ This goes back to the theme of my speech: 'I and No. [-] Middle School'."

Xue Muyue said that the more he felt his heart was surging, he had been an honest and dull "wood" all his life, even though he could see and understand a lot, he didn't like to express, but at this moment, he seemed to have found some states that he had never had before.

"Our No. 23 Middle School is the hope of the entire Jingxi. When we entered school, everyone heard such a saying, "Today I am proud of No. 49 Middle School, and tomorrow No. [-] Middle School will be proud of me." How many students are really proud of No. [-] Middle School? What are you proud of? Everyone knows that among the [-] districts and counties in Beijing, our Jingxi is the poorest and poorest, and the educational resources are also the worst. During the senior high school entrance examination, the whole district only accepts four or five students. , Our No. [-] Middle School is also the only key city in the district. I know that many students have worked hard in their junior high school, and getting into No. [-] Middle School is already the best result, but in fact, as far as I know, there are [-] students in our Class [-] No one's first choice is the No. [-] Middle School, and everyone is admitted by abnormal performance. I speculate that the brothers and sisters in our senior three experimental class are also in the same situation. Do you think we will be proud of the No. [-] Middle School? ?”

The audience suddenly became lively, and the homeroom teachers were stunned. Xue Mu's words aroused the sympathy of many people, and at the same time offended the self-esteem of many people.

"As far as I am concerned, I never felt the slightest bit of pride when I received the admission notice. Instead, I felt extremely humiliated, and even considered repeating the study. After being persuaded by my family to give up this idea, I was also very depressed and depressed, and felt that I had been delayed. , but after the semester started, I realized that I was not a special one. As I said just now, our whole class was in the same situation, and there must be more such students in other classes who did not enter the experimental class. Inspired by them, I started to study hard again, turned myself into a top student, and competed hard with everyone every day, but all this was given to me by my classmates, or was it given to me by No. [-] Middle School?"

The noisy crowd gradually regained their calm, with eyes staring at him with expectations, inquiries, disgust, and disdain.

"So back to the question, what is the relationship between us and No. 68 Middle School? My understanding is that No. [-] Middle School does not refer to the campus building at No. [-] Jingxi North Road, nor is it the best faculty in the district, but our school. One thousand eight hundred students make up the not-so-specific concept of No. [-] Middle School. We are No. [-] Middle School, and No. [-] Middle School is ourselves. Have you ever felt your sense of belonging to No. [-] Middle School? There is a so-called "master of the school" Do you have any experience? No. Because our school does not give everyone the opportunity to be the master. Our behavior norms are set by the teacher, our curriculum is set by the teacher, and the system that we can only go home once every two weeks is set by the teacher. The three years of life we ​​will live in this school are all determined by the teachers. All the rules-making procedures are opaque. We have no right to participate, question, or even supervise, but only have the obligation to obey. The school regards us as employees of its management, but we have no wages and have to pay tuition fees. The teachers should provide us with educational services, but now they regard themselves as our parents and control everything about us. Everyone is willing to accept the imposition. regulations and arrangements?!"

"I'm not reconciled!" A loud shout rang out from the crowd, Xue Mu followed the voice and found that it was Wan Chaoyang who shouted.

Wan Chaoyang's chest heaved violently, with a resolute smile on his face, his admiring eyes met Xue Mu's.

"Not reconciled!" "Not reconciled!"

The echoes from all directions gradually sounded, one after another, intensified, and finally roared overwhelmingly.

Xue Mu looked at the excited look of a group of second-year middle school students in front of him, and his heart sank: Damn... I was impulsive... The scene seemed to be a little out of control...

The sixth question, the group is hysterical

"Not reconciled!" "Not reconciled!"

When Xue Mu asked the phrase "willing to be willing or not", he didn't actually plan to interact with the audience, he just wanted to play up the atmosphere of the scene, and he hadn't figured out where to go after the show.

However, Wan Chaoyang unexpectedly made a sudden response while he was taking a breath, and as a result, the whole school was instigated to rebel.

Xue Mu quickly noticed that the head of the grade group and the director of moral education in the distance were coming in big strides. If he was pulled off the flag-raising platform in the middle of the speech, the scene would be too heroic, and it would not be a good thing for the future [-], January [-], [-]. Second, nouns such as Xue Mu have to become keywords that cannot appear in the history of the No. [-] Middle School and on the Internet platform.

"Okay!" Xue Mu hurriedly yelled to calm down the scene, "I know everyone is not reconciled! Then I want to ask, do you have any ideas on how to solve this problem?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience quickly returned to silence, thousands of pairs of eyes were waiting for Xue Mu's next words.

In this silence, the footsteps of the two teachers were particularly harsh. Many students turned their heads to look. The two of them didn't expect the situation to change again, so they subconsciously slowed down.

Xue Mu breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and continued: "We are all teenage students. I entered elementary school a year earlier, and this year's birthday has not yet arrived, so I am only fifteen years old now. Maybe All the juniors in the first year of high school are older than me, and the seniors in the third year, the oldest, I guess, are those who are repeating their studies, at most eighteen or nineteen years old. Our age is the age with the most vitality. When we are vigorous, we are also the time when our learning ability is the strongest, and it is even the time when we have the best physical fitness in our life, but unfortunately, most of us are not adults, do not have full behavioral capacity, and cannot take full responsibility for our actions, so ──We need teachers to take care of us.”

The enthusiasm that had just been mobilized was suddenly poured with cold water. The students were all a little unconvinced and became agitated one after another. Wan Chaoyang also suppressed the excitement just now, and couldn't help but frowned.

The Director of Moral Education wanted to go further, but was held back by the grade leader, who said in a low voice, "Wait a minute, let's hear what he has to say first."

"Still listening? If you listen again, a revolution is about to start!"

"No, no," Li Xiaomei hurried over, "This kid has always been very honest. He must have something to say today, and he won't mess around."

Xue Mu caught a glimpse of the two being stopped by Li Xiaomei, and he felt more at ease, and continued with a smile: "I understand everyone's feelings, we are the same age, and I am the same as everyone, I want to be independent, I want to be recognized, I want Affirmed. I just said so much to inspire everyone's high emotions, not to mobilize everyone to rebel and fight against the school together, but I really hope everyone can think about it. I said that we are No. [-] Middle School, No. [-] Middle School It is us, we are not willing to be controlled by others, so do we have the ability to control our own life?"

"I'm still going back to the previous question, why should we abide by the school's code of conduct?" Xue Mu couldn't help but began to walk around while talking, "The answer is very simple, because the code is to ensure that human beings carry out social activities in an orderly manner." Basis. Outside, we must abide by the law. At school, we must abide by the code of conduct and protect the rights and interests of all teachers and students, including ourselves who abide by the code. So who made the code? Teachers, principals. We voluntarily agreed Do you abide by such norms? No, you are told that you must accept them. Then reflect on this question, can we raise our doubts about this norm?"

"Yes!!!"

Xue Mu was terrified by the roaring students, and seeing the two teachers getting nervous again, eager to go up to the stage to catch him, he hurriedly continued, "So I am here to raise my doubts on my own behalf. .First, what is the school’s procedure for formulating the code of conduct? Who will draft the document? Has it been solicited? How to initiate revision? Second, how is the school’s authority for student behavior management set up? Who has the voting decision Who will promulgate and implement? Who will supervise the implementation? Who will enforce the consequences of violations? Third, how much is the authority of student self-management open? How to democratically elect students’ union cadres? way to restrict other rights?"

This time, the students, teachers, and everyone were dumbfounded, as if no one could understand what Xue Mu was talking about.

"These are the questions I raised. I hope the school can give us a clear answer, so that we can see the transparency of the management organizations at all levels on the campus. Although we are young, we are not children who don't understand everything. We don't have to love This specific campus, but we must