Still too little work

"Mr. Long," as soon as Shi Feihang left, Teacher Zhao at the next table handed over a document, "Look at this, it says to organize mental health education for students, and find out students' psychological problems in a timely manner."

"Thank you." Long Tian took it over, it was a document from the school, probably when he just went to class.

"It's because of the incident of jumping off the building in No. [-] Middle School." Said Teacher Qian who was sitting opposite Teacher Zhao. She also just came back from class and only saw the document now.

"More than one high school." Gossip started in the office, "One of the three high schools also died, and jumped into it from the subway station."

"Subway station? Which subway station?" Teacher Zhao felt cold and rubbed his arms. "Why don't I know about such a big thing?"

"Chengnan West Railway Station." It was Long Tian who spoke. After reading the document, he typed a line in the search bar of the computer, and the search results immediately appeared. He said: "Not only these two students, but also several Suicide incidents, all concentrated in the age group of 13-16."

A suicide analysis report was displayed on the computer, which was exactly the few suicides mentioned by Long Tian. Although some of them were rescued, they tried to commit suicide for the second time soon.

The office was quiet for a while, and the atmosphere was a little depressing. After all, they were junior high school teachers, and the people sitting in this office were all homeroom teachers, and they immediately became worried about the children in their class.

"This psychological health education is probably due to recent events." Teacher Qian was the first to break the calm, "I heard that a psychological teacher is coming?"

"I think what the leader means is to hire a psychiatrist from outside, and then teach the students." Teacher Zhao shook his head, "I don't know what these children think, and they don't have the pressure to survive. They commit suicide at every turn. We adults , I haven’t paid off my mortgage and car loan yet, and I don’t think about committing suicide.”

"Psychological sensitivity in adolescence." Long Tiandao, "Does the psychology teacher arrange the courses ourselves, or is the school's unified arrangement?"

Teacher Zhao looked at the document: "Arrange it yourself, there is no unified arrangement report."

Several teachers talked for a while, and felt that the time in the third year of junior high school was also very precious, and the high school entrance examination had to take physical education, so even the physical education class should not be wasted, and the mental health education class was uniformly arranged for evening self-study.

After the discussion, Long Tian looked at the news about the "middle school student suicide incident" and found that this matter has become a hot topic recently. Countless people have expressed their opinions on various media, analyzing the psychological status of middle school students, Call for not to put too much pressure on students, not to take exams to determine a lifetime of education.

Long Tian is still more concerned about this matter. After all, he teaches junior high school students, and they are still the most stressful junior high school students. However, after reading these analysis, he doesn't think that all the students' suicides are related to the exams.

Now that the summer vacation is just over, the high school and college entrance examinations have long been settled, and suicide is also before the exam, or after the results are out, there is no reason to commit suicide soon or just after school starts.

Rather than saying that he committed suicide because of too much exam pressure, it is better to say that he committed suicide because he was afraid of going to school.

These are just Long Tian's guesses. When he came to this world, the suicide incident had already happened, and he could only find out what happened before through the clues after the incident.

He is different from other teachers. He has gone through too many reincarnation missions and met all kinds of strange people. In his opinion, the sudden suicide may not be simple.

Of course, he didn't need to discuss these speculations with the teachers in the office. The assumptions were too horrifying. If he told them, these teachers probably wouldn't believe them either.

These students who committed suicide were distributed in various high schools, all over the world, without any intersection, and their family backgrounds were different, rich and poor. Apart from the fact that they were all students, they couldn't find anything in common. Maybe the police were also suspicious, but they couldn't find out start.

Not right either.

Long Tian moved the right hand of the mouse and stopped for a moment, and it landed on the police page. His guess was wrong. Perhaps the police had discovered something suspicious, but they didn't announce it to avoid panic.

I hope the police in this world are not too idiotic.

After reading the webpage for a while, Long Tian took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.

He spread his spiritual power and went to his home in this world.

It was already evening, and his home was next to the school this time, and it took about ten minutes to walk, which meant that he could go home for dinner.

The sunset in September is very beautiful. The golden color is spread in the kitchen and sprinkled on the people who are busy in the kitchen.

That is the main god.

The appearance that Long Tian set up for the main god ball is the appearance of the main god. This ball is extremely low in intelligence, and it almost moves only when Long Tian says a word. The main god who can mop the floor and say "Welcome home".

The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, Long Tian counted the time, waited for the bell to ring after class, and went home for dinner.

"It's already the third grade of junior high school. What did you do yesterday?" Suddenly a voice drew Long Tian's attention back. It was Teacher Zhao admonishing the students, "Playing with your mobile phone, are you going to take the senior high school entrance exam? At the end of the semester, your grade is twelfth in the whole grade, and you hand in a blank paper for this weekly practice?!"

Long Tian withdrew his mental strength, put on his glasses, and covered the gentle light in his eyes.

The student was a girl, she looked soft and weak, not short, but somehow she gave people the impression of being thin.At this time, although Teacher Zhao was lecturing, the girl seemed not to hear her, her eyes were out of focus, and she didn't know where her mind had wandered.

"You're still distracted!" Mr. Zhao scrolled through the document that had just been handed out, and slapped the girl's arm resentfully, "What are you thinking about all day long!"

The girl finally came back to her senses, glanced at Teacher Zhao, and smiled at her. The smile looked weird, as if she had pulled her cheeks hard: "Hello, Teacher Zhao."

The girl's voice was also soft and soft, with a misty energy, as if she was about to fly away after attaining the fruit of her cultivation.

Teacher Zhao must have been so angry that his heart ached. Just now, after talking for a long time, he got a "Hello, Teacher Zhao"?Didn't hear a single word of the previous words?

"Shen, Tong!" Teacher Zhao slapped the table angrily, "Call me your parents tomorrow! No, I will call you parents tomorrow!"

Shen Tong is a live-in student, and she has the contact information of her parents. Teacher Zhao was so angry that she almost couldn't speak clearly.

Shen Tong's eyes drifted away again, and after coming for two seconds, she said softly: "Okay, thank you teacher."

After finishing speaking, Shen Tong walked out of the office slowly. She even walked lightly. She was wearing soft-soled shoes, which could be regarded as silent. She was also dressed in white clothes, as if she was about to ascend.

Teacher Zhao is still very angry, she hasn't finished speaking yet, this child just left, does she still have her as a teacher in her eyes!

"I think she's quite happy." Teacher Qian said beside her, "When you mentioned inviting parents, her eyes lit up."

"Go and get a new pair of glasses yourself." Teacher Zhao cleaned up the table and was about to leave school. "I'm going to let her parents see what kind of learning attitude she has!"

Soon it was time, Long Tian went to check in, the evening self-study is the teacher's shift, today is not him, he happened to go home for dinner.

The aroma of food wafted from the corridor, Long Tian opened the door, and heard the voice of the Lord God: "You are back."

The sound is the mechanical sound of the tablet. There seems to be something wrong with the main god ball, and it cannot imitate the voice of a normal person.

"I'm back." Long Tian smiled, took off his shoes and went in, "What's for dinner today?"

The Lord God answered straightly: "Green pepper fried meat, tomato eggs, stewed pork ribs."

This is the menu that Long Tian set up before, and it is really accurate.

The Lord God exists as a mechanical system, and the time of Long Tian's return can be said to be accurate to the second. As soon as Long Tian washed his hands and sat down, the Lord God brought the dinner.

Long Tian picked up a dish with chopsticks, it was unpalatable as expected, he didn't care about it, even if the dish was full of poison, it didn't affect him, he still finished his dinner happily.

Eating, washing dishes, cleaning, washing, watching soap operas with Longtian, sleeping.

These programs arranged by Long Tian in advance, the main god followed them one by one, even the posture of watching soap operas with him was exactly the same.

One night later, just after dawn, the Lord God woke him up and told him to get up and have breakfast.

The Lord God's alarm clock was terribly punctual, calling him to wake up at the same time every day, and Long Tian didn't stay in bed, got up to have breakfast, said goodbye, and then went to school.

Stepping out of the house, Long Tian clearly "saw" with his mental power that after he left, the Lord God's body moved a bit, turned into a ball again, rolled onto the sofa, and waited for the next command.

The school was as usual, and Long Tian was still talking about "Hometown" today.

"'...I just pulled the rope tied to the stick from a distance, and the bird was covered under the bamboo plaque', this paragraph is about the memory of 'my', when I was a child—"

"Wow!" There was a sudden commotion in the classroom.

"It's Shen Tong!" Another child called out.

Before Long Tian could speak, all the people in the classroom gathered by the window and looked up at the outside.

On the top of the opposite teaching building, a girl stood on the fence, looking at the people below.

"Is this going to jump off a building?" Some students wondered, "She has such good grades, why would she still jump off a building?"

Long Tian didn't stop them, but instead said a few words to the class monitor, asking him to maintain order, and strode out of the classroom by himself.

Before leaving the classroom, he glanced around the class and found that Cai Zhixing was still reading, as if he had no interest in what happened outside, and Cai Zhixing's roommate didn't move either, just looking out the window, without seeming surprised Looking curious.