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People living in this world cannot avoid discrimination and being discriminated against.

This behavior seems to be mastered by birth and does not need to be taught.

It is rooted in two kinds of psychology of people, one is following the crowd and rejecting the individual.For example: Encouraged by the teacher, the atmosphere in the class is very active, the students are in pairs, and they all have close friends who talk about everything, but Xiaorui is always alone and does not communicate with others.She's different from us, she's so weird, let's not get in touch with her.

Another kind of psychology is the individual's sense of superiority. For example: Xiao Meng, a new transfer student, wears rustic clothes, has a submissive personality, and is dull. Even the most basic communication with others is a problem, and his academic performance is also poor. During the test, the scores of each subject were pitifully low, and the average score of the whole class was lowered by one's own efforts.She is inferior to me in every way, I have to stay away from her, otherwise I will be infected by the idiot virus and become like her.

Discrimination is unavoidable in the world of adults, let alone these teenagers who are only thirteen or fourteen years old.

They have not yet formed a complete and correct concept of right and wrong, nor have they been guided in this regard.

Class [-] was still in class, so Guo Xiangming led Ke Ling to guard in the corridor of their class.

The English teacher was no stranger to the group of masters Shi Laozi who had been invited by the school all day when they had nothing to do. After rolling his eyes at the window very skillfully, he continued to correct the students' grammar problems on the blackboard.

Guo Xiangming found Deng Yirui based on the clues Xie Baiyuan gave him, and it was actually very easy to find, after all, she is the one who looks most like a normal person in the class now.

Ke Ling's desk was by the window, and he was taking notes on the blackboard very seriously.

When looking at it from a distance, her desk looks very clean, except for textbooks, paper and pens, there is only a stack of colorful post-it notes on the table.

As she got closer, Guo Xiangming noticed that her desktop was not "clean" at all—the small half of the table that was exposed outside was all carved with abusive words with sharp objects.

She saw Guo Xiangming outside the window, and her eyes skipped that face, as if she knew that Guo Xiangming was looking for her.

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Hang Meng's name appeared in the school doctor's registration book, probably in January, and the column in the remarks said "psychological counseling".

"Being able to find someone to consult means that this time has not reached the point of complete despair." Xie Baiyuan analyzed.

Fang Li also agrees with this point of view. A person who is desperate enough to end his life usually chooses to close himself because he no longer has any expectations for the world.

Hang Meng's life at school should not be very satisfactory, just being excluded from peers around him is already a kind of deep hurt to a child.

When they arrived in front of the school doctor, the two straight to the point explained their intentions for coming.

hang dream.The school doctor was very impressed with the student.

"She is a very poor child. I remember she was transferred at the end of last semester."

Hang Meng grew up in the countryside. Although her father worked away all the year round, he would come back with beautiful clothes and shoes to accompany her and her mother every year and festival.

Under the loving care of his parents, although his family was not very rich, Hang Meng's childhood was barely passable.

When she was in junior high school, her mother also started to work in other places, and Hang Meng went to school in other places. During that time, she was happy to see her father every day.

But the good times didn't last long. A few months later, a quarrel broke out between her parents. Since then, the dinner table has become a battlefield.

In verbal battles one after another, the house was full of gunpowder, and neither side finally gained the upper hand. My mother accused my father of cheating, but my father pointed out that she was having an affair with a man in the same workshop.

When Hang Meng transferred to Tianshen Middle School, her parents were busy dealing with divorce matters.When a family is about to split, there seems to be a fight over everything, who should get the house, who gets the right to use the furniture... and most importantly, who gets the custody of Hang Meng.

During that time, Hang Meng stayed at his uncle's house temporarily.

She told the school doctor that she didn't like her uncle because he was always very serious and would tell her aunt in the dead of night that she hoped she would leave the house with her father early.

So far, Fang Li has heard only information about Hang Meng's family.

But his intuition told him that Hang Meng's death must be related to her experience in school, after all, the dungeon will not point clues to meaningless things.

So he asked the school doctor, "How is she doing at school?"

The school doctor shook his head.

"She said that she has made a very good friend here, but other than this friend, other classmates seem to be a little prejudiced against her. Out of concern for her, I have communicated with several of her teachers in private." School nurse In her 50s this year, seeing Hang Meng was like seeing her own granddaughter. With a serious and responsible attitude towards students, she went to find Hang Meng's teacher to find out about the situation.

What she didn't expect was that these third-year teachers were more concerned about students' academic performance and test scores than their students' psychological conditions.

Hang Meng, whose grades were not satisfactory, was directly beaten into a problem student by the teacher.

What the school doctor wanted to know was how Hang Meng performed in class and whether she could get along well with her classmates, but the teachers took out report cards one by one and told her that Hang Meng's situation was very problematic. However, her learning progress is always far behind that of other students in the class.

"You can also help me to see if this child...has mental problems?"

The news about Hang Meng consulting mental health soon spread throughout the class.

"She's really mentally ill."

Amidst the malicious discussions, Hang Meng, who was regarded as "dumb" by outsiders, became even more silent, and never went to the school doctor again.

******

When Fang Li and Xie Baiyuan came out of the infirmary, they had an extra copy of the test scores of Hang Meng's last monthly test before the accident.

To be honest... this result really cannot be justified anywhere.

Junior high school students only need to learn Chinese and mathematics, plus five subjects of science and thinking.

With the average score of each subject in Class Ten above [-], Hang Meng scored single digits in each subject.

From a certain point of view, this is also a skill.

"The 'good friend' she mentioned should be Deng Yirui." Fang Li speculated as he walked, "The two were assigned to the same dormitory. They are both roommates and good friends who can confide in each other."

"But Zong Jianhua said that the two of them didn't get along very well, so Deng Yirui moved away... What happened to break up the relationship between the two?" His voice became lower and lower, and it became a whisper that only he could hear.

Xie Baiyuan clasped his fingers behind his head, Fang Li's hair was soft and thick, long like cotton candy that felt comfortable to the touch, it made people's palms itch.

Xie Baiyuan rubbed it like a cat, and his tone was as indifferent as ever: "It's simple, just ask the person concerned."

Having said that, I just don't know if Zhu Yicheng's team asked Deng Yirui for any useful information.

As soon as the two walked to the flower bed downstairs, they ran into Zhu Yicheng and others who had just come downstairs.

Fang Li briefly explained Hang Meng's family situation, and then asked Zhu Yicheng: "What did you find?"

"No," Zhu Yicheng shook his head, "The teachers in Class [-] are all very smart. When they asked them about the students holding hands, they didn't know anything about it. Later, when we mentioned Hang Meng's name, their attitude changed. They all said that they had only taught Hang Meng for two months, and they didn't know the specific situation of this student."

Fang Li and Xie Baiyuan looked at each other. It is true that Hang Meng only studied in Tianshen Middle School for two months, and the teachers did not lie about this.

"By the way, there is one more thing. After we came out of the office, we went to Class Ten to find Deng Yirui." Zhu Yicheng said, "But Deng Yirui is not here. Her teacher said that she was not feeling well and went back to the dormitory to rest."

"uncomfortable?"

Fang Li frowned.Good looking person, wasn't he quite energetic when he saw it in the morning?

He felt that Deng Yirui vaguely seemed to be avoiding them on purpose.

"However, we have inquired about Hang Meng with other students in the class." Zhao Xiaotong said from the side: "I heard from those students that Hang Meng and Deng Yirui have a good relationship, but both of them are more..." Zhao Xiaotong organized the words: "Introverted ? In short, they don’t like to communicate with other people, so everyone doesn’t like them very much.”

In other words, everyone excludes and isolates them.

"It's okay, we still have a partner, he should have asked for clues." Xie Baiyuan said so, raised his chin in the direction of the flower bed, and motioned Fang Li to look there.

Guo Xiangming and Ke Ling came out from behind the flower bed and waved to them.

"I went to ask Deng Yirui, she didn't want to say, but she gave me this." As he spoke, Guo Xiangming took out a neatly folded yellow post-it note from his pocket and handed it to them. "And I found that Deng Yirui was also excluded by everyone in their class. Her desk was full of scolding words. After class, a few girls surrounded her, and their words were ugly. If I wasn't there, I would doubt these students. Get your hands on her."

Fang Li took the post-it note and paused.

The post-it note in his hand is exactly the same as the post-it note that Hang Meng used to record. It should be bought by two people of the same type, or one person bought two copies.

There were only a few words written on the small yellow piece of paper, which made people confused at first glance: "The wrong has its head, and the debt has its owner."