sunk in yesterday

Wei Jiaxiang did not take them to the third floor of the teaching building yesterday, so many participants were still wary of the third floor, and tried to avoid the possibility of being the head teacher of classes four to six when assigning classes.

This was exactly what Xia Zhuo and the others wanted, and they stood at the door of the sixth class without much discussion, and were about to open the door to enter, when Wei Jiaxiang rushed over from behind and handed over the last document, looking a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Xia, this is the information of the students in Class [-]. The principal hopes that everyone can get to know each student as soon as possible. This is also to help them graduate better. Their home addresses are also recorded in detail on the information. When you need home visits in the future, I will trouble you to go to the town more often."

Xia Zhuo reached out to take the stack of paper that wasn't too thick, and said with a smile: "Of course, it's all for the future of our school and the motherland. If there is anything we need to do, just ask."

Wei Jiaxiang hesitated for a while, and then said worriedly: "Since we are all colleagues, I will not hide some words. In the past, the head teacher of Class [-] could not treat every student fairly and justly. He was very self-centered. A strong person has a bad attitude towards some students who don't like him. Although they all say that the grades in Class [-] are not very good, but you must know that grades are not the whole standard for evaluating a student, so I don't want any students to be looked down upon by teachers , They are all individuals with personality, and they deserve to be treated patiently by every teacher. I always believe that as long as there are correct guidance, all children will become excellent people."

Xia Zhuo took advantage of the situation and asked: "What bad things did the original class teacher do? Can you tell me about it in detail? This can be regarded as part of my understanding of the work content."

"The specific situation..." Wei Jiaxiang showed embarrassment, but finally said nothing, "I haven't worked with him before, so I don't know many details."

"Okay, I've wasted Teacher Wei's time." Seeing this, Xia Zhuo stopped asking questions. He thanked the aborigine and sent him away, and entered the classroom of Class [-] with Guan Yuzhou.

There is no loud reading sound in the spacious space, and the atmosphere of a morning reading is like the weight of the execution ground.A scattered group of nearly ten students wore school uniforms and huddled in the seats against the wall. When they saw someone push the door and entered, they visibly flinched, and their fearful expressions tightened the strings hanging in the sky.

The blackboard newspaper at the back door still uses multicolored chalks to draw Christmas-related content, and the countdown calendar for the college entrance examination is stopped in January, and it has not been touched for a long time.

Xia Zhuo spread the information on the podium, cleared his throat, and said according to the routine: "Hi students, we are new teachers, and we will take you away from now until the end of the college entrance examination However, in order for the teacher to understand everyone better, is there any student who is willing to be the first to introduce himself?"

The stage was dead silent.

This was all expected, Xia Zhuo pursed his mouth, picked up the small wooden stick next to him and knocked on the edge of the podium, "How can a high school student have no energy at all? If you don't raise your hand, the teacher will call the roll."

Guan Yuzhou chuckled from the side, thinking that he had the air of being a teacher, and he really looked like that.

"Well, let me see..." Xia Zhuo shook the paper, deliberately making a rattling sound, but no one in the audience looked up, and everyone was immersed in their own world, completely isolated from the outside world.

A total of nine students were seated, and he only had nine pieces of paper in his hand.He held it lightly in his hand, and it was said to be the student's information, but it was more like the survival list of Class Six.

It took him a while to read the words on it from beginning to end, but unfortunately there was no useful information.Most of the students who stay here do not live in the local area, or their families are relatively poor. It is already very difficult to squeeze their heads into this school. You can’t just suspend school just because you want to, and because the school suppressed the news and let parents I also don't understand the current situation at all. After the holidays, I still send my children to school as usual.

Xia Zhuo thought about it, and suddenly said: "Do you not want to stay in the classroom? Let's go to the playground and do some exercise."

As soon as these words came out, pairs of terrified eyes cast their gazes over. The student closest to the podium suddenly hugged his head, and kept repeating: "We can't go anywhere, we can't go anywhere..."

"Look, if you don't exercise, how can you study well if you are listless? Do you think this is the truth?"

"No, no...no!" Now more than one person reacted violently.They flinched and tried harder to hide themselves in the corner, "That guy is outside, once we get out we will disappear!"

Guan Yuzhou asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

"It's Hu, Hu..." Someone faltered, and before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the people nearby: "You can't call your name! You will attract people!"

Xia Zhuo understood, what they were afraid of was the student who was hanged.

"It's all our fault...we shouldn't have said those things." A girl couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, and started crying while hugging herself. When she cried, the other two girls couldn't help it either. There were sobbing sounds from left and right under the podium.

Everyone's emotions were on the verge of collapse in a short time. No matter how much Xia Zhuo asked, no one answered. Everyone was avoiding topics related to Mr. Hu, and in the end they couldn't dig out any new effective information and had to give up.Just thinking about where to start next, Guan Yuzhou had already wrapped his arms around his waist and led him towards the door of the class.

"Where are you going?" Xia Zhuo hurriedly grabbed the scattered materials back into his hands.

"Office." Guan Yuzhou answered briefly, "It's a waste of time to be here now."

Xia Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he felt that this proposal was very good, "Let's go!"

After going down to the second floor, the two passed the closed activity room again.Xia Zhuo was very interested in this kind of closed place. He felt that there must be something unknown hidden behind it, but the heavy lock was hung in a conspicuous position. Thinking of them, can Xiao Hei easily enter this kind of place?"

Guan Yuzhou took a look and shook his head: "It's a bit difficult, this door is completely closed, and the mirror can't see it."

"That's right, I forgot about this. Then we can only see if there is a key."

The door of the office was ajar, no one was there, so the heater was not turned on, and the windows were left wide open. A gust of cool wind blew in, rattling some homework stacked on the desk.

As soon as they entered, the two tacitly separated to explore. There are countless things left by a class in a few semesters. As long as they don't throw everything away, there will always be clues.

Honorary certificates of various sizes, pennants sent from unknown places, hygienic schedules drawn in circles... Many things have been covered with a layer of dust. Wei Jiaxiang, who is busy with teaching, has no intention of tidying up these messy items. It has been a long time since no one cares about it.

"Teacher Guan, there are things from Class [-] here, come and have a look." After a while, Xia Zhuo hurriedly waved to the man while dusting off the dust, as excited as he found the New World.

It was a record of home visits kept in a drawer. From the first year of high school to the end of last year, the teachers of Class [-] have maintained the habit of visiting the parents regularly to communicate face-to-face.

Guan Yuzhou flipped through it casually, and saw a few familiar names in it, all of which were in the information.Judging from the dates, these two teachers will visit the surrounding towns on weekends two days a week, and they can just complete a circle in a month. Said, it can indeed be seen that a lot of heart for the students.

With a clear goal, they went straight to Hu, and finally saw a student named Hu Zimo on the third page.

"Hu Zimo..." Xia Zhuo read these words subconsciously, and when she was about to confirm whether there was only such a student surnamed Hu in Class [-], a gust of wind rushed in and closed the door of the office with a "bang".

The desktop trembled from the shock, and the photo frame he took out from the drawer and placed on the table fell to the ground, and a piece of glass shattered.He remembered that this photo frame was a group photo of all the teachers in the school, but he hadn't had time to take a closer look at the specific content.

It was dark outside the window for a moment, and a hand knocked on the glass, and the blurry figure was separated from the distance, only the outline of the fingers was still clear.It was a pair of beautiful hands, with sickly purple nails, and they tapped lightly without haste.

"Teacher... teacher..."

This is the voice they heard last night, from the dead Hu Zimo.After no one responded, Hu Zimo paused for a while, and then knocked on the glass again at the same frequency.

"Teacher, are you there...Teacher...I can't find it, have you seen what I lost?"

"Teacher, are you listening? I know you're inside..."

"Teacher, if you don't speak, I will come in by myself."

Guan Yuzhou quickly glanced at the not too narrow office, and pulled Xia Zhuo, who was holding his breath, to the desk in the corner with his back to the door.After everything quieted down, the creaking sound of the door opening seemed to be heard close to the ear.

Xia Zhuo was half imprisoned in his arms, and the arms around his waist were very strong. Although it made him a little painful, he found that he liked this feeling.His body was motionless, but his eyes were rolling around, wrapped in a familiar smell, and he couldn't feel any tension.Noticing his gaze, Guan Yuzhou's habitually tense expression relaxed, showing a little smile. He put his index finger against his lips, signaling to keep quiet for now.

Xia Zhuo's regular heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he let himself sink into the arms behind him, listening to the small movements of the glass shards being stepped on, he probably understood that Hu Zimo had already walked to the middle of the room.

"Teacher... Someone scolded me again today... But the teacher will not look down on me like them, so I came to the teacher."

"Can you see me? You used to comfort me, why don't you want to see me today? Teacher..."

Xia Zhuo slowly lowered her body, lying on the ground and looking out secretly through the gap under the table.A pair of worn-out sneakers appeared in the field of vision, and the two straight legs were thinly exposed to the air, and the hanging skirt swayed slightly, and it was invisible if it went up.

"Teacher, so you are here, I saw you."

The sudden announcement startled him, and he thought he had been discovered.Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, Hu Zimo squatted down on the spot, groping back and forth with his hand against the piece of broken glass.

The photo was repeatedly touched, Hu Zimo turned his back to the direction of the two, and his short hair did not reach his shoulders.

Xia Zhuo was surprised by the refreshing hairstyle. He remembered that Guan Yuzhou said that the hanged figure did not belong to a girl, but a boy who was in development.But the skirt was actually worn on him, and his thin figure seemed to fall over in the wind, and his sickly complexion made people's eyes hurt.

Compared with his astonishment, Guan Yuzhou's reaction was much calmer, as if he had expected all this.

After Hu Zi muttered in frustration and left, the two got out from under the table. Before Xia Zhuo asked anything, Guan Yuzhou had already stepped forward to pick up the photo that was left on the ground, and spread it out on the table.

The photo was taken two years ago when all the teachers of the school went down to the mountain for training for the first time. A dozen of them were holding a red banner with the words "Teaching with Concentration and Educating People with Concentration" printed on it.

Wei Jiaxiang was very conspicuous, and he was the only one among the participants who had seen him. He was standing in the middle with a simple straw hat on his head.And on the far right of the same row, there is a black and white portrait more than a few minutes ago.

Hu Zimo tilted his neck, with a smile no different from others, his feminine face was as pale as white paper, and a pair of distinct eyes looked straight at the camera.

"He turned out to be a boy?" Xia Zhuo took a second look at the skirt on him, and suddenly said: "No wonder the driver said that it was a girl who died. These people have heard the rumors, and you can't believe all the rumors."

Guan Yuzhou glanced over all the young faces, and suddenly asked: "Who do you think the teacher he is looking for?"

Xia Zhuo had a worried face, thinking about it, "I only know Wei Jiaxiang among so many people, and I haven't seen any relevant information about the others. Are you asking me to guess randomly?"

"Isn't that the key point?"

Xia Zhuo gasped hissingly: "You mean Wei Jiaxiang? But if it was really him, he wouldn't be the only one left after all the teachers had left. He should be the one who should have escaped as soon as possible... No, wait a minute, something is weird."

He looked around again.

The dust distribution in the office was uneven. The reason why he locked onto the teacher's desk in Class [-] after he came was because he saw that the dust in this area was the shallowest.

Someone came here to sort it out not long ago.If all the teachers leave before the winter vacation, then only Wei Jiaxiang is the most likely.

The question went back to the beginning—why did Wei Jiaxiang avoid talking to Class Six twice, and what exactly was he trying to hide?What is Hu Zimo missing?Who wrote the fragmented love poems to whom?

"I want to go back to the classroom again." Xia Zhuolu cleared up all the unsolved mysteries. He shook the supernatural photo in his hand, and looked at Guan Yuzhou with firm eyes: "Aren't they all afraid? Then this I'll be able to pry something out next time."