Striped Retriever

Bai Wen's mother seemed to hate this son, he had an IQ disorder, and he was not as good as her other child who could make her face proud.

She beat and scolded Bai Wen, and even said things like "Why wasn't you the one who jumped off?"

But Ke Chenlin and Bai Wen in front of them are well taken care of. Why is he in the office? Because his mother has to take him with him while working. Seeing how familiar the teachers are with the rules of Bai Wen's activities, it's absolutely obvious. It's not something that can be figured out in a day or two.

And Bai Wen's clothes are always brand new.

If you don't like the child so much, throw him in the teacher's dormitory or at home, close the door, or even lock him up.Many people do this. After all, caring for patients with intellectual disabilities is also torture for the family members. This torture is long-term and there is no way out.

Working with your own children should be a drag.Such a mother will really say to a child who doesn't understand anything, "Why didn't you jump off?"

Or blame another child for jumping off a building?

No, not very likely.Ke Chenlin knew a person who was also stubborn to the point of being a bit old-fashioned. They tended to stick to certain principles, and even when it was the most difficult time, they had to abide by the decency in their hearts. In the end, they were the first to be crushed and have problems.

Maybe you will break down and shout "What else can I do" and "I can't hold it anymore", but you won't say "You should be the one who jumped."

If there is a problem, then who is the problem?The head teacher in the "child" dream should treat Bai Wen like this, but some details are not so strict.

Is the "children" misunderstood?Or did the "child" want Bai Wen's mother to do that, and hope that Bai Wen would be isolated?

"That's a male cat!" Qiu Yu didn't wait for a response, so he simply ignored Ke Chenlin, "If it was really this cat yesterday, then at least that cat's big belly means it's not pregnant."

Killing a pregnant cat and killing a cat with a disease like ascites can be two different concepts.

"Your schoolbag is pink." Ke Chenlin went to sit next to Bai Wen, and Bai Wen shook his head: "I helped my sister carry it, it belongs to her."

The pink schoolbag was washed very clean, but it could still be seen that it was old, with childish cartoon patterns on the schoolbag, it was very similar to Bai Wen's blue schoolbag from yesterday.

After being accosted, Bai Wen babbled on a lot, his words were illogical, and he held back for a long time, talking about everything from the cat's name to all kinds of things he remembered.

But don't believe it all, because the cat in his arms was called "Mimi" and "Sea Cucumber" by him for a while, and it changed about five names back and forth.

"Do you know all the classmates in your sister's class?" Ke Chenlin interrupted, lest this Bai Wen waste all the time after class.

Bai Wen nodded: "She took me to see them, they are all very good."

"Do you like your sister?" Ke Chenlin asked, "Is she nice to you?"

Bai Wen continued to nod.

"What about your father?" Ke Chenlin asked again.

"Papa is gone."

Bai Wen couldn't tell what the "disappearance" method was, anyway, from his perspective, one day his father suddenly disappeared.

When there was nothing more to say, Ke Chenlin and Qiu Yu got up and left.

Without waiting for Qiuyu to ask, Ke Chenlin told him all about his doubts.

Qiu Yu frowned: "Isn't it too arbitrary to judge that Bai Wen's mother will not make a mistake?"

"You can remain skeptical." Ke Chenlin didn't try to persuade Qiu Yu, after all, what he said was just personal experience, and people are always easy to be trapped in inherent cognition.

"But now the obvious problem is Meng Tingting's side. Do you think Bai Wen will be the child?" Qiu Yu asked.

"It doesn't look like it. Even if he has met all the classmates, he shouldn't have restored this class so vividly in his dream." Ke Chenlin said, after a while of silence, he asked: "Who do you think is better, the head teacher or Meng Tingting?" Unlucky?"

Qiu Yu froze for a moment, then shook his head.

The head teacher has a mentally handicapped son, and her daughter is her only pride, and then a message spread, the daughter jumped from a tall building, Bai Wen said "Dad is gone" Maybe their father left, maybe something happened It will not be a good thing to cause its death.

As for Meng Tingting... Her jumping off the roof is already enough to explain the problem.

"Then who knows Meng Tingting's family so well? And might hate Bai Wen?" Ke Chenlin didn't wait for Qiu Yu to answer, but frowned and said to himself: "Does Meng Tingting have a girlfriend?"

"No." Qiu Yu said with certainty, "According to my investigation yesterday, she is very popular, but she really doesn't have friends close enough to be called girlfriends."

"Then where did the recording come from?" Ke Chenlin looked at Qiu Yu, "Is it true that someone would tell a person who stole her things and obviously misbehaved that it was the class monitor? I think Meng Tingting's mind should be normal. "

Qiu Yu was silent for a while, then slapped himself on the forehead: "I think I'm going to be abnormal soon, what the hell is this bunch of inconsistent things!"

If they can see other time points, they should be able to learn more information, but the problem now is that if they want to switch the timeline, it is likely to require the death of the player or trigger some dangerous clues.

Ke Chenlin looked back at Bai Wen again, and after Bai Wen noticed it, he waved cheerfully at him.

Ke Chenlin hadn't talked to Bai Wen before, but the time Bai Wen reminded Ke Chenlin yesterday, he thought Bai Wen was a tool NPC in the dungeon.

"My sister is fine." Bai Wen suddenly said again, "Those friends are also fine, but they shouldn't make her sad."

The moment after listening, the dead cat hidden in the schoolbag appeared in Ke Chenlin's mind.

Qiu Yu on the side also subconsciously rubbed his arms, feeling horrified.

But they are running out of time and have to be back in the classroom before the bell rings.

Before entering the classroom, Qiu Yu asked Ke Chenlin: "If you had to change the time point, how would you choose?" They all knew that the key to changing the time point might be the player's death.

Ke Chenlin looked at Qiu Yu, he could see the obvious fear in the player's eyes.She is afraid of choice, but what if it is necessary?Then you may have to choose between "blood-stained life" and "death to maintain the bottom line".

"I'm really not a person of noble character." Ke Chenlin thought carefully, "But I probably wouldn't do that."

It's not for the high-sounding justice, such illusory things are not important to him for the time being, and he doesn't bother to care about the suffering of others.It's just that Ke Chenlin feels that after he has laid hands on the same kind, the word "life" will become less heavy and sacred in his concept.

He still has to live a good life.

Ke Chenlin didn't say anything to death, after all, he didn't have much confidence in himself.

After he returned to his seat, he subconsciously glanced at Sister Wu's direction, and found that Sister Wu was obviously overly nervous.His hands were clasped together against his chin, and his hands were still trembling slightly.

And Lao Qian smiled at him, still with that simple and honest expression, he couldn't tell whether it was a disguise or a provocation.

"Hey, remember to get something later." The deskmate suddenly said.

"What?" Ke Chen responded smoothly.

"Professional class in the afternoon." The deskmate was surprised, "You don't know?"

"I'm dawdling around and don't even know what day of the week it is. You expect me to remember the professional class?" Ke Chenlin answered the conversation quite naturally. When he heard the word "professional class", Ke Chenlin didn't feel very relaxed.

Because the music scores and related books in his desk have proved that he is a music student, and he is mixed with the school music students and dance students in the same class, which means that they have to go to the music room and cannot enter the dance room.

The tablemate glanced at Meng Tingting's friend, that is, Chen Jie, then turned her head and smiled at Ke Chenlin: "Today, their dancers must be weighed."

"Oh." Ke Chenlin pretended to be enlightened, "Then Chen Jie can't make it through?" He didn't know what was going on, but his tablemate's eyes were too obvious.

"She is not the one who gets punished every time."

"Did she get punished last time?"

"Punishment, don't you remember? When was she not punished?"

Ke Chenlin frowned, pretending to be contemplative, and then casually said, "That's it." He seemed to want to end the topic, but his slightly perfunctory attitude made the tablemate's nature even more exuberant.

For example, if you don't get enough emotional feedback when talking about a certain topic with your friends, those who don't get the feedback will always talk more unconsciously, trying to use these "evidences" to gain some kind of approval.

Then Ke Chenlin understood what this so-called punishment was all about.

To put it simply, dancers have strict requirements on their weight. Generally, they will be weighed once in four professional classes, that is, about half a month. If they weigh more than two taels, they will be fined. In the future, it will be multiplied by two on the basis of the last time.

And Chen Jie was fined almost every time.

Ke Chenlin didn't know much about art students, so this request seemed a bit abnormal to him. First of all, the teacher's fee was unreasonable, and second, the figure of two taels... isn't a high school student still growing up?It is normal to gain weight as you grow taller.

Now the information he got about Chen Jie didn't seem to be too positive.Stealing, framing, and the so-called "can't control myself." How did such a person get recorded by Meng Tingting in private?

As a complete bystander and eat melon crowd, the news I got must be biased.

So Ke Chenlin decided to go to the dance studio. They all jumped down from the dance studio on the roof. Ye Wei also had an accident in the dance studio. The dance studio is very dangerous, but there is a high probability that he can get some information from it.

In fact, Ke Chenlin is more inclined to visit the head teacher's house, but he can't find the opportunity for the time being.

……

They were all music students as expected, they could only go to the dance studio when the professional classes were over.

"Ye Wei is still inside." The high school player lowered his voice, are you sure nothing will happen? "

"Not sure." Ke Chen walked in the front.

The music classroom is not far from the dance studio.The teaching building is a circular structure, and the two classrooms are on the top floor, and they can see the door of the dance studio through the window of the music room, which can be regarded as being directly opposite.

Of course, Ke Chen saw that weird Ye Weichu at the door as soon as they finished class, as if he was waiting for them to pass by.

Ke Chenlin wanted to go and have a look, but Qiuyu chose to stay in the classroom and get close to the monitor, while the high school students insisted on following for some reason.

The high school student didn't dare to look at his former companion, so he could only keep looking for topics to try to make himself less nervous. However, Ke Chenlin was not a talkative person, so he couldn't take care of his emotions.

"Meng Tingting?" Ke Chenlin had already walked in front of Meng Tingting, who tilted her head and smiled at him.

This "Meng Tingting" herself smiled quite gently, but the appearance of this kind of ladylike temperament on the face of a rough old man like Ye Wei felt too disobedient.

In particular, Meng Tingting seemed to want to make her voice a little more slender, but it was difficult to do so with her body: "Who are you looking for?"

"Just to see if it's too late to learn to dance." Ke Chenlin walked around Meng Tingting and wanted to go in.

However, Meng Tingting followed them relentlessly, which caused the high school students and players to tremble when they walked.

"Changing majors now? We are already in the second year of high school." Meng Tingting was like an ordinary and caring classmate: "You expect to be able to change to dance in the second year of high school? Do you think you are talented?"

"So just come and see, maybe we are very talented." Ke Chenlin sat down next to Chen Jie who was drinking water.

Chen Jie's complexion was quite ugly, probably just like what the deskmate said, he was fined.

The high school student sat down next to Ke Chenlin, and Meng Tingting also sat down, only a punch away from the high school student.

"You?" Meng Tingting looked at the high school student with a smile, "Are you too?"

"Ah?" The high school student trembled, "Then what, yes! Yes! Otherwise, what am I here for?"

Seeing Meng Tingting smiling at him maliciously, the high school student could only keep stabbing Ke Chenlin with his elbows, trying to make him do something.

Then I saw Ke Chenlin put his hand on Chen Jie's shoulder, and said seriously and solemnly: "Let's go to the Education Bureau to report the professional teacher together."

other people:? ? ?

"In class just now, the teacher said that I can't even get my pronunciation right. I have been studying for so many years." Ke Chenlin looked serious, and he didn't seem to be joking. "He scolded too badly. adverse effects."

It's true, none of them outsiders had studied music theory at all, and the teacher did teach them a lesson. After all, they were set to be art students, and their performance could only be described as poor.

"I have been studying for so many years, and I know myself very well. How could it be possible that I don't understand the most basic things like he said? I think he is deliberately insulting and belittling. I want to protest." Ke Chenlin looked at Chen Clean eyes, "Didn't your professional teacher pay the fine? What right does he have to withhold the students' living expenses?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The high school student quickly agreed, and under the fear, his acting skills ushered in a big explosion.Somehow, recalling my fucking high school life, I suddenly became empathetic, "Let's call the Education Bureau! This is oppression! We are not treated as human beings! We work together."

Meng Tingting: "..."

Chen Jie frowned, but did not directly refute.

"What do you think?" Ke Chenlin asked her.

"Forget it, it won't work." Chen Jie put the kettle on the ground.

Since she said forget it, it means that she really has such an idea, but she feels that this proposal is not feasible for various reasons.

"Why?" Ke Chenlin asked again, "You still want to be fined?"

Chen Jie's eyes became sharp in vain, staring at Ke Chenlin.

"Fuck it!" The high school student lowered his voice, but his tone was still hasty: "It's just that you shouldn't be fined! Why can't you figure it out? The school is like a temple with a lot of demons, let's try to make a big one! It's our fault If you can’t eat it, it’s because there’s something wrong with the school!”

Ke Chenlin turned his head and took a deep look at the high school student.

Chen Jie also looked at the high school student, and she asked in a rather calm tone: "Would you believe me if I said I didn't steal any money?"

The high school student froze for a moment.

"The school reported that the surveillance system found that I took the money, and then released the video, but I live in that dormitory, and the only thing the surveillance can see is the corridor." Chen Jie asked word by word, "What if I said it wasn't me, would you believe me?"

Before the high school student could react, Ke Chenlin said in a suspicious tone: "Really?"

He seemed to hear a child tell a lie full of loopholes in front of him. What he said was coupled with a contemptuous expression, which was particularly hateful.

Unsurprisingly, Chen Jie became angry: "If you don't believe me, get out, don't bother me!"

However, Ke Chenlin did not move, and his words were even more embarrassing: "This dance studio is opened by your family? If you let me go, I will leave?"

The high school student who was listening took a deep breath, worried that Chen Jie, who was opposite him, would turn into a ghost on the spot and grab their heads off.

However, the group of students during the day was not as scary as the one at night. All Chen Jie could do was get up abruptly with his water bottle, ready to move somewhere by himself.

However, Ke Chenlin turned his head to look at the high school student, and said in a voice that Chen Jie could hear: "That's fucking outrageous."

As soon as these two words fell, the kettle was thrown over vigorously.

Ke Chenlin sideways dodged, and then his voice became louder: "Are you sick? Are you responsible for hitting someone?"

The high school student shouted for help from the bottom of his heart, wishing he could rush out the door immediately, leave this damn dance studio, and this damn hate collector.

"I said it wasn't me!" Chen Jie burst into tears.

Meng Tingting got up to comfort her, but she was pushed by Chen Jie and fell to the ground.This picture is quite funny, after all, this Meng Tingting's appearance has nothing to do with the word girl.

"I've never stolen anyone's things! Why do you think I did it?" Chen Jie roared, "Is it because I'm the only one in the dormitory who has nothing missing?!"

"I don't need anyone to forgive me! It's not my fault!" Chen Jie picked up the water bottle on the ground, turned around and left, and she didn't take a second look at Meng Tingting who was pushed by her.

The high school student blinked a few times in bewilderment, only to find that Ke Chenlin had already got up.

"Let's go." Ke Chenlin raised his eyebrows at him.

After the two of them left the dance studio, the high school student felt that he had just caught his breath: "Why do you say you offended her?"

"At least I got a lot of information." Ke Chenlin returned to his plain look, "What's your name?"

"Jin Cheng." The high school student replied.

"You are a high school student yourself, so you should know better." Ke Chenlin glanced at the students downstairs, "Is there any lonely student in your class?"

"Me." Jin Cheng replied without thinking.

"It's not the loneliness of the second illness." Ke Chenlin ruled him out without hesitation, "I mean that kind of personality can be called weird, without friends, if you express love out of sympathy, the other person will be like It sticks like chewing gum, but I can't grasp the sense of proportion at all."

Jin Cheng thought for a while, then nodded: "Yes, yes, what kind of type do you want to say Chen Jie is?"

"Basically, people in the class don't have a good impression of her. Most of the time, she is just a 'talker'. Meng Tingting doesn't have any close friends who can be called girlfriends, but for her, maybe not."

The sentence Chen Jie just said, "I don't need anyone's forgiveness, it's not me." It should be said to Meng Tingting.

But she and Meng Tingting will still be friends, even good friends for her.

In the environment of being rejected by the whole group for a long time, it is too difficult for a person to grow into an excellent person with independent personality and self-acceptance.Especially this kind of exclusion occurs in the student days when the personal three views have not yet fully developed.

People's personality will go astray, either more self-enclosed, or a kind of "inferiority extroversion", in short, it will become more and more strange in the eyes of others, which is almost a vicious circle.

At this time, if there is someone who can accept them, they will often use too much force.

"I'm more curious about why Meng Tingting became friends with her because she couldn't stand the collective rejection..." Ke Chenlin paused before continuing: "I still want to be a 'savior'" , show your love to all witnesses?"

If it's the latter, then it's not surprising that Chen Jie was able to record the recording.

Because among all the friends, who is the most determined one can be seen at a glance.

"Do you think neither of them is a good person?" Jin Cheng felt that he understood.

Meng Tingting's intentions were not pure, but in the end she was set aside by Chen Jie's recording.

However, Ke Chenlin looked at him inexplicably: "No, most people don't ask themselves if their purpose is particularly pure when they make friends. Besides, if Meng Tingting didn't harm Chen Jie, from Meng Tingting's perspective, it is indeed Chen Jie who stole something , and she herself did forgive."

"Aside from the good and bad issues, how high do you think the probability is that Chen Jie is a 'child'?" Ke Chenlin asked Jin Cheng.

"Uh." Jin Cheng choked up, scratching the back of his ear, "Can you analyze it again?" He listened emotionally to the story and analyzed who was right and who was wrong.

[Player Wu Julan is submitting the answer, please wait later. 】

The sudden system notification sound interrupted the communication between the two.

"Sister Wu?!" Jin Cheng's voice changed.

[Child: Zhao Tiancheng, Murderer: Bai Wen]

Soon, the referee's voice sounded again: [The child's information judgment: wrong, the murderer's information judgment: correct.One mistake, player Wu Julan's punishment is coming, please wait. 】

"Fuck! Fuck! What's going on!" Jin Cheng was dumbfounded, and hurried to the music room.

Halfway through his run, he suddenly realized that Ke Chenlin hadn't followed him. Looking back, he saw that Ke Chenlin was staring blankly with his eyes wide open.

Jin Cheng shouted: "Brother? Uncle! Come here quickly! Don't stand there, it's like being caught by your wife for doing bad things!"

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