Is Mr. Jiang jealous today?

The atmosphere in the office was unprecedentedly solemn. The principal looked at the eight boys standing in front of him, and finally his eyes fell on Liao Mingwei.

The principal said: "You took the lead?"

Liao Mingwei argued: "I really didn't hit him."

"What happened to the schoolbag?"

"He threw it himself."

The wrinkles on the principal's face wrinkled again, and the creases on his frown could hold a bowl of water. After being the principal for nearly ten years, this was the first time he met such an overbearing student.

It was obvious that I was not patient enough, so I asked again: "I will give you a chance to explain clearly the ins and outs."

Liao Mingwei raised the corner of his mouth, shrugged his shoulders, and said with contempt in his tone, "I don't know."

The headmaster's eyes fell on the other seven people, and every time he glanced at them, the irresistible majesty in his eyes made them surrender.

A student muttered, "I came to cheer for him, but I didn't hit anyone."

Others chimed in: "Me too."

Fan Chengyu stood by and listened. The more he listened, the harsher it became.Teach these bastards.

The headmaster slapped the table hard, and that slap hit everyone's heart directly.

The headmaster turned up his volume, and the blue veins on his forehead appeared, but he was obviously holding back, and his tone was full of anger about to explode: "Who hit him?"

"Brother Liao."

Liao Mingwei turned around and started cursing: "You fucking shut up, can't you? S, b."

The man probably didn't want to be expelled either, so he ignored Liao Mingwei's threat, and said to the principal all at once: "It was Liao Mingwei who beat him up, but last time he was on the second floor of the Boya Building and asked us to stop him after studying late at night. , and then Liao Mingwei tied his hands and told us not to speak out."

A few students behind him nodded.

Liao Mingwei glanced at the principal guiltily, his tone was not as dragging as before, but he was still quibbling: "But I didn't hit him today."

The principal gritted his teeth, his thick lips were drawn into a line, his face was very serious, he was silent for a few seconds, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"From today onwards, you are no longer a student of Nanguo No. [-] Middle School." After a pause, he turned his gaze to the rest of the people and said to them, "You cheerleaders, should you be punished with a warning?"

Fan Cheng frowned and wanted to speak, but Jiang Xumiao touched his arm.

Because the principal has not finished speaking.

The principal repeated: "Warning? That's impossible." Under his thick spectacles, there was a pair of mocking eyes. In addition to the disappointment and chills in the eyes, there was also a determination to deal with the result. .

The pen in his hand tapped the table repeatedly, making a small sound, "Everyone is fired, I have the power. In addition, you have violated the provisions of the "Criminal Law of the People's Republic of China", and you can file a lawsuit for the crime of intentional injury. "

The boy who just stated the facts felt wronged, and said with a look of being wronged, "But we didn't beat him!"

Fan Chengyu couldn't help it: "Watching is violence, and you're still cheering?"

Another boy answered: "But if we don't go to cheer, we will be beaten!"

Fan Chengyu: "So you are victims turned perpetrators? In order to keep your fists from falling on your face, you just watch others suffer?"

The words the two boys wanted to say got stuck in their throats, and they couldn't say what they wanted to say. When they came to the office earlier, they didn't expect that it would be their turn to be expelled. I didn't expect this teacher to be so serious.

After the principal finished speaking, he began to call the parents of these boys, and by the way asked Fan Chengyu and Jiang Xumiao to take the frail first boy away.

When the three of them left, Fan Chengyu glanced at the students and found that all of them had resentment on their faces. They were obviously unhappy with the decision to be expelled. It seemed that they hadn't realized their mistake and felt that the principal was wronged them.

Coming out of the office, Fan Chengyu and Jiang Xumiao led the little boy towards the teaching building. When he reached the stairs, the boy stopped and said suddenly:

"Teacher, you shouldn't have helped me, they will take revenge."

Fan Chengyu was stunned, and suddenly felt very sad. She was still holding the boy's schoolbag in her hand, and there was still some cement dust on it.

"Don't be afraid, they will be fired."

Unexpectedly, instead of letting out a sigh of relief, the boy became even more flustered: "They are not at school, but they can block me at the school gate and beat me even worse."

Jiang Xumiao was on the sidelines, unable to listen anymore, her heart ached, what would it be like to be bullied normally, to be so afraid?She has never experienced school violence, but she knows how traumatic such an experience can cause to people, both physically and mentally, are irreversible.

She asked the boy, "What's your name?"

The boy lowered his head, and it took him a long time to squeeze out two words: "Jose."

"Do you live on campus?"

"Ah."

Jiang Xumiao patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "Do you believe that the teacher can protect you?"

Jose didn't speak, and was silent for a few seconds without giving an answer.

Fan Chengyu beside him also said: "Remember my name, my name is Fan Chengyu, Teacher Fan will also protect you."

Both made such a commitment, and the boy hesitated, but finally nodded.

"Let's take you back to the dormitory first, shall we?"

Jose took the schoolbag and carried it on his back, "No need, teacher, I will go back by myself. Thank you for today's matter."

Before the two of them could say the following, Jose ran away with his schoolbag on his back.

Fan Chengyu and Jiang Xumiao had the same eyes, staring at his back, walking fast, as if fleeing in a hurry.

After he left, the two fell into a brief silence.

Jiang Xumiao glanced at Fan Chengyu and said, "Teacher Fan, there is something I want to discuss with you."

"Well, you said."

"I think we should adjust the monitoring."

"But there was no surveillance in that place just now."

Jiang Xumiao pursed her lips, approached Fan Chengyu intentionally, and whispered a few words in her ear. Fan Chengyu felt his ears itch, but he didn't think about it, and suddenly realized that Teacher Jiang was still useful.

There were three classes in the afternoon, two of which were Fan Chengyu's consecutive classes. She was in class, and Teacher Jiang went to watch the monitor.

When class is over, Fan Chengyu stays in the class and solves various problems for the students.

When the class was about to start, Jiang Xumiao hurried over, saying that there was a temporary class meeting for the last session, and there was something very important to announce.At Teacher Jiang's request, Teacher Fan also stayed, and everyone had a meeting together.

The theme of this class meeting is "What to do in the face of school violence".

Jiang Xumiao first asked a question: what is school violence.

The students were talking in a hurry, each talking about their own things, so they didn't hear anything clearly.

"Raise your hand."

Everyone shut up, the classroom was full of uneven hands, Jiang Xumiao casually ordered someone, "You tell me."

"Teacher, I know this. It's the kind of punk who hits people at every turn. That's school violence."

Zhao Xiaomei raised her hand the highest in the crowd, Jiang Xumiao pointed at her, "Zhao Xiaomei, tell me."

Zhao Xiaomei stood up with an upright look, as if this question was specially prepared for her.

"Teacher, I think school violence is not just physical beatings, but mental insults are also school violence, such as verbal abuse of others, false rumors, and instigation. In addition, I think it is also considered to be indifferent to other people's suffering. A kind of school violence."

Fan Chengyu sat in the back row and cast admiring glances at Zhao Xiaomei. This little girl usually looks carefree, but she is quite serious about this kind of thing.

Jiang Xumiao followed her words and continued to ask her: "Then what would you do if you encountered school violence?"

Without even thinking about it, Zhao Xiaomei blurted out: "Tell you, tell the parents, let you help me, it's not me who is wrong, it's the perpetrators."

Jiang Xumiao breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the students sitting: "Students, did you hear that? If you encounter such a thing, tell the teacher, the teacher will help you."

Someone in the crowd whispered: "But there are some things that the teacher doesn't care about..."

His voice was very small, but it did not escape Jiang Xumiao's ears.

Jiang Xumiao looked in his direction and said directly to him: "Yuan Jun, I will take care of it. As long as something like this happens, I have the obligation and responsibility to protect you."

The boy named Yuan Jun probably didn't expect Jiang Xumiao to hear what he said, so he nodded embarrassedly and said, "Understood, Mr. Jiang."

At this time, Fan Chengyu got up from the back seat, walked to the podium, put his hands on the table, with a serious expression.

Looking at the immature faces in the audience, Fan Chengyu recalled what happened at noon, and the sense of crisis in his heart suddenly increased.

She spoke earnestly, and said to this group of immature students in an adult tone:

"Students, I have something to tell you. At noon today, there was a campus violence incident in our grade. I learned about it, and it's not the first time. The teacher hopes that you are not people who only bury their heads in reading, and have learned the knowledge of physical chemistry. , but also learn to be a human being and learn to be kind.”

Fan Chengyu sighed, and then said: "Students, you must have the courage to fight against the evil, don't be afraid. If you are threatened, come to any teacher of Nanguo No. [-] Middle School, and we will uphold justice for you."

"Finally, there is another very, very important thing. When you see someone being bullied, don't stand on the sidelines. The attitude of not having anything to do with yourself is actually killing people in disguise. We should be people living under the bright sunshine, and those who People of your age living in the sewer need your help, if you encounter such a thing, you must come and tell me and Teacher Jiang."

After Fan Chengyu finished speaking, the class fell into a moment of silence.

Everyone didn't expect that school violence happened in Nanguo No. [-] Middle School. This is a key high school that everyone is proud of, and such dregs will appear.In their eyes, this kind of thing may happen in other schools, but not here.

An elegant girl wearing glasses, she is the class monitor, got up and said to the two teachers on the podium:

"Teacher, if I encounter such a thing, I will definitely help him, I promise you."

Then Zhao Xiaomei also stood up and said, "Teacher, I can assure you that I am fat and strong. When this happens, I will definitely protect him!"

Then one after another, the students stood up and stated that they would definitely put an end to school violence.

A gratified smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Xumiao's lips. She glanced at Fan Chengyu and found that there was also a smile on the corner of Fan Chengyu's mouth.

"The meeting will end here first. Teacher Fan and I have something to do, so you go to self-study first."

Jiang Xumiao poked Fan Chengyu's waist from under the podium, signaling her to go out.

After the two left the classroom, Fan Chengyu asked, "Mr. Jiang, have you found the surveillance?"

Jiang Xumiao nodded, "Well, not only did I find it, but the picture is very clear."