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The monthly exam is just around the corner, and the teachers of each subject in the second grade group are writing questions.

In the second semester of the second year of high school, the learning goals and study plan need to be closer to the college entrance examination, and the difficulty of the questions must be raised to a higher level.

"Old Chen." The math teacher of Class Five asked, "I heard that a group of children from class to class went to petition? What did you do to make such a big fuss?"

The specifics were not disclosed, and the other teachers in the year didn't know about it. Hearing this topic, they all listened.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Lao Chen was flipping through an electronic horse racing newspaper. The smoke passed through his lungs, spit out from his mouth, and scattered around the office.

Old Chen laughed contemptuously, and teased: "Let them go. Isn't it just a petition? It's not the first time this kind of thing happened, so what can I do? Who didn't come from the slums in District B? Who cares?"

Who cares?

What would happen if you scolded Lin Nexing?He and his father had fallen out a long time ago, what else could they find?He dared to raise the stool, and when the time came, he could even blackmail a sum of money by threatening to drop out of school.Old Chen's calculations were ringing loudly, Lin Lingxing's family is very rich...

"Haha, yes." The teacher laughed, feeling that there was no need to continue the topic, and sat back in his seat, "Your sister is the vice principal, and I need you to help us in the future."

"Of course, no problem." Old Chen laughed out loud, and continued to read the newspaper without asking a question.

Two days ago, he bought the wrong number and lost a large amount of money. He was preparing to make up for it. He drew a circle on a certain number with a red pen, took out the communicator to log in to the webpage, and was about to buy it. A communication came in. , Lao Chen glanced at the contact person, and picked up: "Hey, sister, what's the matter?"

Chen Fang on the other side of the communicator didn't have a good tone, and asked directly, "Who did you offend?"

Old Chen didn't know why, so his tone was indifferent as always: "No?"

Chen Fang asked, "What happened to the petition?"

Old Chen sneered: "Petition? Don't worry about that matter, won't you just delay it for a few days and suppress it?"

"..." On the other side of the receiver, Chen Fang was silent.

Lao Chen felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he covered his mouth and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Chen Fang sighed: "From tomorrow onwards, you won't come to school anymore."

Old Chen: "?"

Hearing this sentence, Lao Chen was caught off guard by a puff of smoke and coughed violently. The teachers around all looked sideways. Lao Chen waved his hand and hurried out of the office: "Sister, what's wrong?"

This person is not conscious of what he did, Chen Fang couldn't help feeling angry, and rubbed her forehead: "The red-headed document directly issued by the superior, dismissed the teacher's position, so who did you offend?! I was implicated by you too, know !"

After finishing speaking, she broke the communication and stared at the red-headed document on the desk with cold eyes.

Before Old Chen could continue to ask questions, there was only the sound of "beep" from the interruption of communication in his ears. He rushed to Chen Fang's office and hammered the door hard. Seeing that it was him, Chen Fang sighed, suppressed his anger, and went out. Check the left and right to make sure no one let Lao Chen in, close the door and lock it.

"What's going on!" Lao Chen was impatient, "Why don't you come tomorrow? Sister, stop joking! Isn't this an iron rice bowl?"

She pushed the document to Lao Chen across the desk, with a look of resentment: "You can read it yourself."

The document was issued directly to the school by the Ministry of Education of the Empire, and the name of Old Chen was written on the first line at the beginning.

Chen Xing, joined the No. 2350 Middle School in Area B of the Empire in September 9.

Job Title: Junior.

War protection authority: primary.

In September 2352, she harassed a female student. After investigation, it was confirmed.

In December 2352, in violation of imperial regulations, students were charged a specified amount in private, which was found to be true after investigation.

In March 2353, the student was beaten by hand, causing the student to be hospitalized, and refused to communicate for compensation. After investigation, it was true.

In June, 2353, he revised his grades and carried out extortion because of this. After investigation, it was true.

In April 2354, he was absent from work for a week without reason. After investigation, it was true.

……

One by one, the documents were written clearly and plainly, and Lao Chen's face suddenly turned pale. He didn't read anything, and turned to the last page in a panic.

"The above behaviors have seriously violated the "Code of Conduct for Teachers in Area A and B of the Empire", "Teacher System in Area B", "Law for the Protection of Minors in Area B" and other regulations. Now Chen Xing will be dismissed from the teacher position and removed from the war protection list. Lifetime deprivation of the right to protection."

In the lower right corner is the seal of the Imperial Education Department.

The red head mark belongs to the official seal, and this document cannot be faked.

Lao Chen panicked, lost his grip on both hands, and the document fell on the table with a "snap". His eyes widened in disbelief: "Sister?! Why?"

"How do I know?" Chen Fang shook her head, stood up and turned her back to Lao Chen, avoiding his eyes, "I have been suspended for three months, and now I can't help you at all."

Chen Fang knew everything written in the document, and she suppressed everything by hand. Her younger brother had been a mess for so many years, and she followed behind him all the way to deal with the mess.Fortunately, there is no fault other than this, and he is serious and responsible for his work, so this matter is only downgraded and suspended.

"I can't help it." Chen Fang said, "You saw it, the document was directly issued by the superior. And it is emphasized that no one in a class is allowed to be punished, and even the school is required to commend them."

Chen Fang's eyes were cold: "...I can't help you this time."

"No, sister."

Old Chen panicked, rushed towards Chen Fang, and grabbed her arm: "No, how could you say that!"

"You are my dear sister, how could you not help me! If you hadn't said it was okay, I would not have done these things, and I was in conflict with the group of children because of the tip, and the tip is yours Son, don't even try to get out of it! You have to help me!"

When Chen Fang heard these flowers, she immediately became angry. She threw him away and slammed the table, forgetting all the self-cultivation and composure she had cultivated as a vice principal for many years: "I have helped you a lot, and you can also help me." Knowing that being a teacher can be protected by the empire, your grades are poor, you are not qualified, I got you in!"

"Which of the things you have done over the years has not been concealed by me? Which of the many student conflicts has not been suppressed by me? Otherwise, do you think that with your work results, you can be safe and sound for so many years? Huh?"

"You're blackmailing me with a tip now? You figure it out, Chen Xing, you're the one who cursed, you're the one who caused the trouble, and you're the one who's targeting you! Instead of showing off your power in front of me, you should think about who you've offended. !"

"Is the petition a big deal?? Who can directly ask the superiors to investigate, and this incident has only happened for a few days? How did the documents come down so quickly? What did you do? Who did you offend? Think about it for yourself!! "

She couldn't help with this matter, and she didn't dare to help. How could she have the right to speak up if she directly issued a document at the imperial level?

After speaking, Chen Fang picked up her bag, slammed the door and left.

Old Chen slumped in front of his desk, weak and weak, his fingers trembling.

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