Lao Gong is a crybaby

Luo Dawei carefully considered the title he used, "I promise you, I will truthfully report back all the facts you told me to your class teacher or school leaders."

Yang Ju suddenly said something irrelevant, "Teacher, you are quite interesting."

Luo Dawei was at a loss, "What?"

Yang Jue smiled, "It's nothing." It's very different from other teachers who have taught him. Usually when he commits a crime, those teachers call him, no matter what happens, they slap the table first, or yell at him to say something. After dismounting, I started to talk about things.

Luo Dawei was very angry when he came, no... from the beginning to the end, not to scold him, but to understand the situation with him calmly, as if he had never been treated as a perpetrator.

It can be said that he has a gentle temperament, but Yang Ju feels that he treats the students too carefully and seriously, without some courage, and it is easy for people to take advantage of his kindness to take advantage of loopholes.

He is more suitable to be a psychological counselor than a class teacher.

He took out his mobile phone, clicked on the photo, and put it on the table, "Teacher, let's see for yourself."

Luo Dawei wanted to cover his eyes after just one glance, which made him, an old virgin in his 30s, almost blush.

Sang Ran, this bastard is really good!Isn't this the overlord's bow?You shouldn't have believed him to be so honest!

Seeing that Luo Dawei's ears were a little red, Yang Jue found it more interesting, but he didn't expect that he was quite innocent at his age.

"Cough——Yang Ju, can the teacher discuss something with you?"

Yang Ju took some time off, "Say it."

"You send this photo to the teacher, and then you delete it from your phone, is that okay? The teacher doesn't want this photo to be circulated and cause bad influence in the school."

Yang Jue agreed without even thinking about it, "Of course there is no problem, I will fully cooperate with the teacher, as long as I can be cleared earlier."

Qin Kai was stunned, what happened to Yang Ju today?So obedient?

While adding him as a friend, Luo Dawei asked, "Who took this photo? Can he delete it too?"

"Teacher, don't worry, this photo was taken by me, and it has never been circulated. Only Qin Kai and I know about it."

Luo Dawei looked at Qin Kai when he heard the words, "Do you have any photos in your phone?"

Yang Jue elbowed the person who was still in a daze, "Delete the photo."

Qin Kai came back to his senses, and immediately took out his mobile phone, "Delete delete delete, delete immediately."

Luo Dawei was relieved that they were not really such rebellious and difficult students.

Yang Ju put the phone that deleted the photos back into his pocket, "Teacher, do you have anything else to ask?"

"Well...it's nothing for now, don't fight any more in the future, tell the teacher if you have any problems, we will try our best to adjust the conflicts between your classmates, fighting is really harmful to others, what should parents do if something goes wrong?"

Yang Gun nodded honestly, "Understood the teacher, I really realized my mistake, if Sang Ran wakes up, can the teacher tell me? I regret it very much."

Qin Kai stared blankly at the side, is this still the arrogant and arrogant Yang Ju he knew?

Luo Dawei patted him on the shoulder, "I'll tell you, go back to class quickly, and Qin Kai too, he's in his third year of high school, so spend more time studying."

Qin Kai was confused, "Hmm..." Is this the end of the matter?

Yang Ju got up and bid farewell to him, "Teacher, let's go, goodbye."

Luo Dawei smiled, "Go."

In the corridor, Qin Kai asked him, "What's your situation? Why did you delete the photos when he asked to delete them?"

Yang Gun: "Your mobile phone can't restore the photos you just deleted?"

"...has this function?"

Yang Ju was even more speechless, "The chat history is also a good thing."

"...Then what are you going to do?"

"Didn't you hear what the teacher said? It's the third year of high school. You should go back and study hard. Sang Ran is like this. It's time to stop now."

"..." Who was the person who made things big in the first place?Why is it so calm and breezy now?But right now I really can't do anything, I hope Sang Ran wakes up early, otherwise if his family makes trouble at school, I won't be able to live a peaceful life.

"Hey! Why are you going downstairs?"

Yang Jue turned his head and raised his eyebrows at him, "Skipping class, leave me alone, you can go back to the classroom."

Xicheng Haibin Road——

Yang Ju walked familiarly through the winding roads in the community, and took the elevator up to the fifteenth floor.

Eight years ago, Yang Jingcheng moved out of his home in Dongcheng for the convenience of work and bought a house here. He has never been home since then.

When he was a child, he believed this nonsense for a year.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

Hearing the doorbell ring, Yang Jingcheng put down the spatula and walked out of the kitchen. On the surveillance screen, he saw Yang Gun's face frowning reflexively.

Why did you come here suddenly?You're not here to find fault, are you?

He opened the door, and Yang Jue was a little dazed when he saw that he was wearing house clothes and an apron.

He couldn't remember, had he ever seen Yang Jingcheng like this when he was a child?Did he cook a meal at home?

"Have you eaten yet?"

He blocked the door and didn't let him in. He asked coldly, "It's Sunday today. Why aren't you at school at this time?"

Yang Ju suddenly found it ridiculous, "That's right...it's Sunday today."

Yang Jingcheng was not sure what his attitude meant, and ordered: "Hurry up and go back to class."

Yang Jue sneered: "You and I are legally father and son, right? Why can't you even enter your house?"

Yang Jingcheng didn't have a good face, turned around and went into the kitchen to continue working.

Yang Jue closed the door without changing his shoes, and followed him into the kitchen, "You know how to cook?"

"of course."

"Is the unit so busy? We only eat now."

Yang Ju suddenly cared so much about him, and couldn't get used to it for a while, did something good happen today?Don't you usually lose your temper when you see him unable to say a few words?

"It's okay, why did you come to see me?"

Yang Ju ignored his question, "It's quite a lot, can you eat it all by yourself?"

Yang Jingcheng looked at him suspiciously, "If you want to eat, just eat it later and then leave."

"Okay."

He didn't expect Yang Ju to really agree, what kind of wind is blowing today?

Yang Juan leaned on the sofa boredly, with a calm face, but his heart was already cold when Yang Jingcheng questioned him at the door just now.

In fact, he knew this would be the result. He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to try his luck, but in the end he stabbed himself severely.

His eyes were out of focus, he just asked mechanically, "Why isn't that person here?"

Yang Jingcheng paused, and then told the truth, "He works overtime today and will be back soon. If you don't want to see him, go back to school first. I'll give you some money and you can buy something to eat on the way before you go back."

Yang Ju's throat tightened, and he raised his voice and said: "It's hard to eat a meal you cooked, how can I just leave?" There was a smile on his face, which was uglier than crying.

So cooking so late is not for himself, but for the person who works overtime?

Should I say that my father is really a caring and caring man?

Yang Jingcheng put the prepared dishes on the dining table, and did not forget to tell him, "Then you can eat quietly in a while, if you intend to make trouble, you'd better go back now."

Listen, this is what a father said to his own son.

Yang Blink blinked, looked into someone's cup on the coffee table, and drank all the water in it in one gulp.

"Don't worry, I'll just have a meal." He gripped the water glass tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"Dididi..." The sound of the combination lock outside the door sounded, followed by the sound of opening the door.

The man's cheerful and pleasant voice came in, "Brother Cheng, why is it so fragrant? I'm not hungry at all, but I'll die once I come in."

After entering the living room and seeing the uninvited guest Yang Ju, the happy mood was more than half depressed in an instant, but he still greeted him in an easy-going manner.

"Here comes the little gun. I haven't seen it for more than a year. It grows very fast, and it changes every year."

Yang Ju ignored him, he didn't even bother to talk to him about this third party who got involved in other people's families.

He didn't understand how his mother couldn't compare to this man who looked like a sick man, so thin that he couldn't even handle a gust of wind.

Yang Jingcheng helped him put the bag on the cabinet, "Let's eat." Then he turned back and called Yang Bing, "Come here and eat, aren't you hungry?"

At the dinner table, the atmosphere was extremely dull, and Yang Jue sneered, "Do you usually eat like this? Don't you think it's boring?"

Yang Jingcheng slandered: Who is to blame?

In order to ease the embarrassment, the man said, "Little Gun, how are you doing with your studies now?"

Before he had time to speak, Yang Jingcheng interrupted, "How is it? They all escaped class now, what do you think can be done?"

Hearing what he said about himself, the food in his mouth seemed to have turned into sharp flakes, and he couldn't swallow it no matter what, he could only swallow the air wrapped in the ice pick into his heart.

The man realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly shut his mouth. The neckline of his shirt was strangling his throat and it was inconvenient to eat, so he unbuttoned the top button.

Yang Ju looked up and saw the clear hickey mark on his fair neck, his stomach was overwhelmed, he put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

Yang Jingcheng was puzzled, "What's the matter? Not to your liking?"

"It's so fucking disgusting, I can't eat it, let's go."

After finishing speaking, he slammed the door and left. The man looked worried, but Yang Jingcheng held his wrist and said comfortingly: "Leave him alone, I already knew he had no good intentions in coming here, let's eat."

But the man felt sorry, "Brother Cheng, you should spend more time with him when you have time. It's been so long and you came here suddenly, maybe I missed you..."

Yang Jingcheng sneered, "Don't I know him yet? It's too late to hate me, how could you miss me, don't worry about it, eat quickly."

Weighing the slender wrist in the palm of his hand, he frowned and said: "Also, you have been working too long recently, and you are not in good health, so you can't do this anymore, or talk to your leader and let him arrange an easy job for you , or resign and rest at home."

"It's okay, it's so boring to be alone at home." His smile is clean and gentle, which should make people feel beautiful, but when it falls on this thin face, it makes people feel even more regrettable.

Why do you feel sorry?Probably because he was so weak that he seemed to be lying on the hospital bed at any time.