Reborn you idiot

In the school's office, it seemed to be holding a criticism meeting, the scene was bustling,

Zhang Weidong rubbed his swollen and painful temples, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.He has nothing to justify. Although some parents make their words ugly, they have factual basis. He has indeed taken drugs, injured others and been imprisoned.He sat on the chair, suddenly wanted to have a cigarette, and thought that he had already quit, so he rubbed his lips with his fingers.

The vice-principal is a partner of this school, and he is trying his best to appease the parents, saying that all decisions will be made after the principal arrives.

Du Hu arrived at the school in 10 minutes, and when he entered the office, his expression was uglier than that of anyone present.

As soon as he showed up, the parents gathered around him, complaining all over the place.

Du Hu didn't have the patience to listen to their complaints, nor did he have the patience to explain to them, so he said gruffly, "Have you had enough quarreling? Is there any law in China that stipulates that a person with a criminal record cannot be a teacher?"

"But I sent my child here because of the excellent teachers in your school. Is it called excellent now..."

Duhu was very angry and almost swears, but fortunately he held back in time: "...you are biased, you can ask the students in the class if Mr. Zhang is a good teacher, and you have to stick to his past. Is this interesting?"

Some parents are still unconvinced: "With him here, I don't worry about sending my child here, or I will drop out of school."

As expected, Zhang Weidong stood up and said, "Principal, I will resign."

Dahu didn't even look at Zhang Weidong, and said loudly: "Don't babble, whoever wants to drop out of school, come here tomorrow to go through the formalities, deduct the lessons you have already taken, and the rest of the tuition will be refunded to you!"

When he said this, some parents couldn't help but hesitate, after all, they had to wait for a long time to get a degree.

Some parents are also very straightforward, drop out of school as soon as they drop out, are they afraid of not being able to find a training school if they have money?

Regardless of what they thought, Du Hu said with a strong attitude: "Mr. Zhang, follow me."

Then he left the whole room behind and swaggered away Zhang Weidong.

The two left the school and took the elevator to the parking lot.

Zhang Weidong got into the car, buckled up his seat belt and smiled wryly: "Dahu, you don't have to help me to this point. Those parents are right. Who would trust their child to a criminal? Let me see." It's better to resign, so as not to affect the reputation of the school."

"Dongzi." Dahu called out.

"Huh?" Zhang Weidong turned to look at him.

I saw Du Hu had an unscrupulous expression on his face, and asked winkingly, "Is Lao Tzu majestic just now?"

Zhang Weidong was speechless.

Duhu laughed loudly while driving, his expression frightened: "Those guys, they all look so unreasonable and unforgiving. I was shocked when I saw it. I thought it would be a big deal to spend a few stinky money? Can you treat my brother?" Talking nonsense? Who cares about them."

Zhang Weidong said helplessly, "Dahu..."

"Shut up." Dumb interrupted him: "You too, if others want to scold you, just be obedient and scold them? What do you owe them?"

Zhang Weidong was speechless again.

Du Hu said again: "Don't even think about resigning. After signing the contract, let me do it well, otherwise your salary will be deducted."

"...The principal is mighty."

"Of course, don't worry about those messy outsiders, let's go have a good meal and have a few glasses of wine."

Due to Dahu's insistence, Zhang Weidong had no choice but to stay in the school as a teacher.

Ever since his identity was revealed, he has obviously been classified as an ordinary person, and other teachers and students all look at him with strange eyes.There were originally ten students in Zhang Weidong's class, but four dropped out the next day. In the intermediate class that he occasionally substitutes for, two students also dropped out. Fortunately, other classes were not affected.

In order to avoid similar things from happening, Dahu decided not to recruit new students in Zhang Weidong's class, and wait until some time later.

Although he was not excluded, Zhang Weidong also felt the difference between himself and others. Anyway, he was a taciturn person. In the past, others asked and answered a sentence, but now when others don't ask, he doesn't even answer.

Zhang Weidong thought that if such a big incident happened, the students in the class must be very afraid of him.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu is still like a follower, looking at Zhang Weidong eagerly after class: "Teacher, can you teach me to play the Moonlight song?"

Zhang Weidong frowned: "You mean Beethoven's Moonlight? It's a piano sonata, and it's not easy to play with a guitar."

"Well... I tried it, but I can't play it well, so I troubled the teacher." After finishing speaking, Xiao Wu became shy again, shaking his head: "I want to play it for my father, next month is his birthday... ..."

Zhang Weidong couldn't bear to refuse, so he said, "I'll go back tonight and look at the composition, and I'll teach you tomorrow."

"Thank you teacher!" Xiao Wu laughed happily.

The next day was Monday, and Zhang Weidong didn't have any classes, but because he promised Xiao Wu, he came to school at noon.How did he know that Xiao Wu came earlier than him? Zhang Weidong found out after inquiring that the child had been waiting for him early in the morning.

Zhang Weidong couldn't bear to ask him: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Xiao Wu looked at him, lowered his head and said softly: "Don't be afraid... Dad said that bad people don't necessarily only do bad things, and good people don't necessarily only do good things. Everyone does wrong things sometimes, so it's no big deal. "

Zhang Weidong was amused: "Then do you understand what this means?"

Xiao Wu blinked: "I don't quite understand, but I believe that the teacher is not a bad person."

Zhang Weidongguaner, this child is really interesting, no matter how precocious he is, he is still a child, simple and innocent in nature.

Because there were only two people in the classroom, in order to save resources, Zhang Weidong did not turn on the air conditioner, so the air was a bit stuffy.He took off his coat, wrote and drew on the blackboard with his bare arms, silently wrote out the score he read last night, and told Xiao Wu what he needed to pay special attention to.

Xiao Wu studied very seriously, and Zhang Weidong saw that his face was sweating, so he said, "Take off your coat when it's hot."

Xiao Wu shook his head, said that he was not hot, and continued to practice guitar seriously.

Zhang Weidong went over and opened the window, but there was no wind outside, which could not dispel the stuffy heat in the classroom.

He touched Xiao Wu's forehead and felt the sweat in his hands: "It's not hot after all this, forget it, I'll turn on the air conditioner."

Xiao Wu quickly grabbed his hand: "Teacher, I'm really not hot."

Zhang Weidong looked down, and his expression changed immediately.

Because Xiao Wu raised his hand, the cuff slipped off, revealing his arms with blue and purple bruises.Zhang Weidong grabbed Xiao Wu's wrist and prevented him from retracting his arm. He checked other places carefully and found similar marks on Xiao Wu's back and legs.

These are definitely not natural phenomena, the skin seems to have been whipped by something, which is why such bruises are caused.

Zhang Weidong asked him: "What's going on?"

Seeing that he refused to speak, Zhang Weidong took a breath and asked again: "Who hit you? Your father?"

Xiaohu shook his head, but still didn't speak.

Zhang Weidong let out a sigh of relief, he couldn't forcefully question a child, so he said, "What's your father's phone number? I'll ask him to come to school."

Xiao Wu immediately said: "Don't bother Dad, I'm fine, don't ask my dad, okay..."

"He is your father. He has the responsibility to take good care of you. Why is this troublesome?"

Xiao Wu stopped talking again, his nose was flushed, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Zhang Weidong couldn't stand it anymore. The bruises on Xiao Wu's body ranged from deep to shallow. It was definitely not the first time he was beaten. It was so pitiful.

I don't know who is so cruel, and the more I think about it, the more angry I get, so I dragged Xiao Wu up: "Go, take the teacher back to your home, and talk to your adults." Regardless of Xiao Wu's protest, he carried him out of the school like a chicken: "Where is your home address?"

Xiao Wu bit his lips timidly, but didn't tell him.

At this moment, a middle-aged man threw away his cigarette butt and trotted over: "Master, are you out of class? I'll go and drive the car over here."

After speaking, he turned around and ran again. In less than 2 minutes, a brand new black Audi stopped in front of Zhang Weidong.

Zhang Weidong was too surprised, because Xiao Wu was not spoiled at all, and he didn't look like a young master from a rich family.He opened the car door, threw Xiao Wu in first, and then sat in himself. Before the driver could ask any questions, he opened his mouth and said, "I'm his teacher. I'm going to make a home visit today and drive."

The middle-aged uncle looked at him vigilantly, and refused to drive: "Young master, is this man really your teacher?"

Xiao Wu stammered: "Yes...it's Mr. Zhang who taught me how to play the guitar..."

The driver uncle is not stupid: "It's not a formal school, will the training class also do home visits?"

Zhang Weidong said: "I have something to talk to his parents, drive quickly, don't waste time."

The uncle driver hesitated for a while, stepped on the accelerator and started the car.

Because the carriage was spacious, Zhang Weidong asked Xiao Wu to sit down, and continued to teach him how to play the guitar face to face.

Now the uncle driver felt more at ease, and drove the car fast and steadily. Although this man didn't look like a teacher, he didn't look like he had any evil intentions either.

About four or ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a gate, Zhang Weidong looked out of the car, it's terrible, this house built on the middle of the mountain is too big.Zhang Weidong got out of the car, walked around the fountain, and walked for two or three minutes before arriving at the main entrance of the house.

Looking at the surrounding environment, he couldn't help muttering in his heart, how rich is this family?

After entering the house, Zhang Weidong understood his purpose and was invited to the living room by the servant.

When the servant brought tea to Zhang Weidong, he told him by the way: "Master has been notified, he is outside now, please wait for a while, he should be back before five o'clock."

Zhang Weidong looked up at the antique clock pendulum on the wall. It was almost an hour before five o'clock.But since they are all here, let’s just wait, but he is sitting on the luxurious British-style sofa, feeling uncomfortable all over, so he arrests Xiao Wu and continues to practice the piano.

Xiao Wu learns very quickly, and can basically play a piece of Moonlight, which is very remarkable for a six-year-old child.

Zhang Weidong admitted that Xiao Wu was very smart, but he didn't think it was a talent.

For those who are called talented and talented, it is not that God treats them favorably. It must be that they have put in a lot of hard work silently at a time and place that ordinary people do not know.

"Teacher, what are you laughing at?" Xiao Wu asked.

Zhang Weidong couldn't help rubbing his hair with his hands: "Xiao Wu is such a good boy, he plays very well."

Xiao Wu's face immediately turned red like a tomato: "Thank you, Mr. Xie..."

At exactly five o'clock, the pendulum on the wall rang.

A man walked in while the bell was ringing. He was dressed in a neat suit and looked talented, with a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose.He looked very young, in his early thirties, with fair complexion, gentle but not weak.

"Father!" Xiao Wu put down the guitar and ran over bouncingly.

Looking back, Zhang Weidong was stunned.

And the moment he turned his head, the man was also stunned.

Both of them stared blankly at each other without blinking.After the bell stopped, the huge living room was completely silent.

Xiao Wu stood between the two of them, turning his head left and right, and looked at them stupidly.

He could feel it but couldn't understand why this strange silence came from.