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This afternoon, Xia Shitao knocked on the window next to Zhou Chiyu for the first time.

"Have you contacted Mr. Jiang in the past few days?" She leaned on the window sill and asked with a frown.

"I sent him messages these days but he didn't reply, and he didn't answer the calls, and later he couldn't even get through."

Zhou Chiyu shook his head, "Me too."

After finishing speaking, he thought of something, and added, "Song Boyang is the same. We can't get in touch."

"Okay." Xia Shitao pinched the center of her brows with a headache, "I saw that video on Weibo, what kind of unscrupulous media, they really know how to make up stories."

"And those netizens, I hate the way they are so high up and pointing, like they know the whole story better than me."

Zhou Chiyu shook his head helplessly, "We can only remain silent."

"I know." Xia Shitao frowned, "I know I can only be silent. Silence is silence, but I don't want to do nothing, I want to help a bunch of Jiang Jun."

"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to get in touch." Zhou Chiyu comforted.

"Thank you." Xia Shitao was silent for a while, then closed the window and left.

Zhou Chiyu turned his gaze back to the classroom, and glanced at Jiang Jun's empty desktop.

Be sure to get in touch.

He chewed these six words silently.

Although he said so to Xia Shitao, he actually didn't know when he would wait until he could receive a text message from Jiang Jun, or receive a call from Jiang Jun.

When this kind of thing happens, the mobile phone will immediately turn into a demon with blue face and fangs. Perhaps as soon as Mr. Jiang touches it, he will be irresistibly reminded of the videos about him circulating on the Internet. and critical and abusive speech.

Mr. Jiang still needs time.

Give him a little more time.

Do not worry.

Be sure to get in touch.

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Ever since Jun Jiang didn't come to school, Song Boyang's phone for the elderly has been kept in his schoolbag.

Occasionally when class is over, take a peek at yourself for missed calls and text messages.

The class bell rang, and the get out of class bell rang again, repeating over and over again, as if falling into a loop.

Day after day of study, two-point and one-line life, boring knowledge points, shocking monthly exam results, and a special period of being an uninvited guest.

The tone of the mood fluctuates with the rise and fall of the ranking, and the tense nerves are like a thread stretched to the extreme. At this time, it is only necessary to have any negative, unprepared accidents, lightly pressed, and the thread will be broken.

This is high school in the second semester of high school.

Jiang Jun is not here, only Song Boyang and Zhou Chiyu are left to play badminton in this week's physical education class.

Xia Shitao came once halfway, and asked the two if they had contacted Mr. Jiang, and then left again.

The answer is still no.

After school on Friday, Song Boyang and Zhou Chiyu walked side by side under the sunset.

They chatted about school life as usual, made fun of the physics teacher's strange pronunciation of Greek letters, or complained that a certain chemistry knowledge point was simply incomprehensible.

The mobile phone in Song Boyang's wide school uniform pocket suddenly started to vibrate.

Song Boyang stopped in his tracks.

"what happened?"

"Someone called me."

Song Boyang took out his cell phone.

I saw two long-lost characters on the screen——

Jiang Jun.

Zhou Chiyu was beside him, and he exchanged glances with Song Boyang.

Song Boyang panicked and pressed the answer button impatiently, "Hello? Mr. Jiang?"

"Brother Song. It's me." The other end of the phone said.

"It's Mr. Jiang." Song Boyang told Zhou Chiyu.

Zhou Chiyu immediately came to his senses and yelled at a figure walking in front, "Xia Shitao!"

Xia Shitao turned her head, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Chiyu said loudly, "We got in touch."

Xia Shitao froze for a moment, then ran towards Song Boyang and Zhou Chiyu at the fastest speed.

Song Boyang clenched his phone tightly, "We are all worried about you, and we couldn't get in touch with you these few days. Originally, Xiao Zhou, Xia Shitao and I planned to go to your house to find you together this weekend."

"No, no need." Jiang Jun said on the phone, "It's okay, Brother Song, I'm okay."

"If you feel any discomfort, please call me anytime, call Xiao Zhou, Xia Shitao, don't worry about bothering us."

Song Boyang walked while talking. He was familiar with the school, and led the two of them to a hidden and quiet corner, and then turned on the speakerphone.

Xia Shitao rushed to say: "Don't read those comments on the Internet. They understand the king one by one, commenting, pointing, let them understand it all, as if only they can find out the truth of the accident, you must not pay attention to it." .”

The other side froze for a moment, and then there seemed to be a slight laughter.

Zhou Chiyu also said: "If there is any uncomfortable place in your heart, if you feel that you can't bear the collapse, just find someone to talk to, talk to us, talk to Lao Liu, talk to Lao Zhu, talk to your parents, don't press down. In my heart, I think over and over and over and over again. In short, we are all there.”

"I know. I know." Hearing him laughing, his voice choked up again, "Thank you."

The other person took a deep breath before continuing, "I've already talked to my dad. He's a junior high school teacher, and his ability to help people with psychological counseling is top-notch!"

Song Boyang was startled. For a moment, he felt that the optimistic, blatant, and loud Jiang Jun from before seemed to be back.

But he knew that people would change. After this incident happened, Mr. Jiang must be different from before.

"That's good." Song Boyang said.

"Actually, I haven't dared to turn on the phone these days. I didn't turn on the phone until I felt that my mood had calmed down a lot." Jiang Jun paused, wondering if he was choked up again, and he continued, "Many people sent me text messages, QQ messages, WeChat messages, and phone calls. I have saved messages for four days, and I estimate that I will not be able to reply until the evening."

"It's good." Song Boyang said again, "Zhou Chiyu and Xia Shitao are by my side. The phone is on speakerphone, and they can hear it. You can't make a special call to reply. You have to thank me for helping me Reduced workload."

Song Boyang poked Zhou Chiyu with his arm, "Squeak."

Zhou Chiyu: "Well, there's no need to fight."

Xia Shitao did not agree with Song Boyang's words, "Don't listen to your brother Song, you can call if you want, and I will answer anytime. Why do you not have to call me if I heard what you called Song Boyang?" Why? Could it be that Brother Song has a higher status?"

Jiang Jun laughed again when he heard the words.

Smiling and laughing, he stopped laughing, "Actually, I've thought a lot these past few days, and I've figured out a lot of things."

"But there's one thing I can't figure out."

"Brother Song..."

Song Boyang said softly, "Well, I'm here."

"I used to think that I can't be a good person, but I can also be an ordinary person? But now I am told that I am a bad person."

"I hated him from the very beginning, and I was targeting him. I suddenly woke up and looked back at the path I had traveled, as if I had been on the path of evil for a long time."

Song Boyang knew that Jun Jiang was referring to Fang Wenze.No one wants to mention that name, but everyone understands it.

"So I can't figure it out, am I the one who upholds justice or the perpetrator? I used to think that justice and evil are so far apart, the difference between the world and the world, and now I feel that they are so close, just a thought."

Song Boyang looked at Zhou Chiyu, Xia Shitao looked at Song Boyang and Zhou Chiyu, all three were silent for a moment.

"To be honest, I don't know." Song Boyang said in a sincere and serious tone, "I just think that many things are not black and white, and they should not be defined by a simple word."

The other side was also silent for a few seconds, "Thank you."

Song Boyang was worried that he was going into a dead end, "Jiang Jun, if you don't understand it, don't think about it for now."

"Ah."

Xia Shitao suddenly thought of something, "Jiang Jun, do you have anything left at school, can I bring it back for you?"

"Help me bring back the homework assigned by the teacher."

"Oh, by the way, please help me report the progress of the teacher's class."

"I should be back next week, and I have to make up my homework."

Zhou Chiyu heard the words and said from the side: "I can teach you the lessons you missed, don't worry."

Xia Shitao also said, "I will lend you the English and Chinese notes."

"thank you all."

Jun Jiang repeated it again.

"Thank you."

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Jiang Jun's video Weibo has been arguing for a few days, and the popularity finally gradually faded.

Netizens turned to other things.

Some people are so filled with righteous indignation when they see the video, as if there is no one in the world who is more angry than him, but when they forget it, they are naturally number one.

This weekend, Song Boyang could have gone home, but he chose to stay in school in the end.

When Zhou Chiyu came to study on Saturday, he brought his smartphone, and the two secretly went to the bathroom.

Searching the official website of A Middle School with his mobile phone, Zhou Chiyu found three campus announcements issued by the school, and handed them to Song Boyang.

The first is to say that a student in our school fell from a building, and if homicide is ruled out, it is suicide.

The second is related to Sun Huiyun, saying that she has been expelled from school because of her dereliction of duty and bad moral character.

The main content of the third article is that, after verification, there is indeed a leak of questions in the selection exam for the mathematics competition class, and the exam will be held again at a later date.

For the sake of reputation, the school will naturally not announce this matter in detail to the public. Even if the ins and outs have been found out, it will try to give a generalized result when the heat is not high.

Just like what Sun Huiyun leaked to the students was just a generalization of moral corruption, which was vaguely passed on, instead of explaining it in detail in the announcement.

After reading it, Song Boyang did not express any opinion, but said to Zhou Chiyu: "Come on for the math competition."

Zhou Chiyu nodded, "Come on together."

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Later Song Boyang also heard many rumors related to this incident.

Some people said that the classmate who secretly filmed the video and uploaded it to the post bar was found out and interviewed. It was Wang Dong.

Some people say that Fang Wenze wrote a full six-page book, half of which was complaining about his class teacher.

Some people also said that apart from the school, Sun Huiyun also compensated Fang Wenze's mother a lot of money.

Some people also said that Mr. Jiang was troubled by Fang Wenze's family, but it was resolved later.

One of the protagonists involved in this rumor finally had a very close relationship with Song Boyang, but Song Boyang didn't ask Jiang Jun about it. He felt that it was unnecessary to uncover a wound and sprinkle salt.

Others said that Fang Wenze's mother came to the school gate in her school uniform to make trouble again. She also placed a wreath at the gate, set up a mourning hall, and pulled up a white banner with the words "Give me back the child" impressively written on it.

Said that no money, only children.

She was first coaxed and persuaded by the security guards and refused to leave. She was also accused of interfering with the normal work of the teaching unit and disturbing the teaching order. If she did not leave, she would be punished by public security management. Only then could it be stopped.

Song Boyang felt at a loss after hearing this.

In the end, it was a tragedy, and no one benefited from it.

He couldn't tell how he felt about Fang Wenze, but he seemed to have suddenly understood the old saying that a poor person must have something to hate.

Humans are complex creatures, and the function of producing pure emotions degenerates step by step as they grow up, just like a tadpole loses its tail after becoming a frog.

There are only two extremes of liking and hating.

At least Song Boyang is like this.

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During class break, Song Boyang stood by the classroom window and looked towards the school gate.

He saw nothing, no people in mourning, no mourning hall with wreaths, no white banner that said "Give me back the baby."

Rumors are always like this, they seem to be true, and they seem to be false.

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