"Aha, who is calling me?"

With a light and cheerful voice, a tall and slender figure walked into the classroom.

Bai Qianmo looked at the person who had come. The person was around thirty years old, with a crew cut, square face, regular features, and black-rimmed glasses on a high nose. He was wearing a light blue plaid shirt and light white jeans.

The first impression he gives is that he is refined and clean, especially his big, dark, bright eyes behind his glasses, which look very gentle.

Upon seeing who it was, Xing Zhenzhen quickly suppressed the anger on her face.

With a smile, he said to the visitor, "Teacher Heng, you've come at just the right time. Your classmate Bai Yitang is not paying attention in class but has come to our classroom to meddle. Moreover, he even pointed fingers at me, his teacher, which is utterly disrespectful! To put it bluntly, do you think I, an adult, need a little kid to teach me a lesson?"

Hengyang glanced at Bai Yitang with a gentle gaze and said with a smile, "Teacher Xing, don't be angry. Bai Yitang, tell me what exactly happened?"

Bai Yitang's eyes flickered, and he asked in return, "Teacher Heng, let me ask you a question first. If you misunderstand a classmate, suspecting her of bullying other students and looking at her with prejudice, and then find out in the end that you wronged her, would you take the initiative to apologize?"

Hengyang glanced quickly at Xing Zhenzhen. He knew for a long time that Xing Zhenzhen's teaching methods were lacking. Bai Yitang was his student. Although he hadn't been at No. 1 Middle School for long, the boy was generally well-behaved and wouldn't cause trouble with his teacher for no reason.

"If the problem lies with me, I will definitely apologize."

"As a teacher, isn't it inappropriate to apologize to students?" Bai Yitang deliberately teased Xing Zhenzhen about what she had just said.

Hengyang chuckled: "There is no distinction between teacher and student or elder when it comes to right and wrong. Even if the other person is a toddler who is just learning to speak, if you have made a mistake, you should take the initiative to apologize to the other person."

"Slap! Slap!" Bai Yitang slapped his hands twice.

"Teacher Heng's values ​​are truly admirable. I think some teachers should really learn from you."

Hengyang's gaze swept over the entire class: "So, Teacher Xing just wronged the students in the class?"

A hint of panic flashed in Xing Zhenzhen's eyes; she didn't want to lose face in front of Hengyang.

"It's not exactly a case of being wronged. It was just a little conflict between the students, and I scolded one of them a couple of times without fully understanding the situation. Really... I only scolded him a couple of times." By the end, Xing Zhenzhen herself felt guilty.

Bai Qianmo retorted sharply, "Teacher Xing, what you just said has escalated from a conflict between two people to a matter of academics and moral character. Just because I am bad at studying, does that mean I have a problem with my character? That's the point you just made. How come you've forgotten it so quickly?"

"Bai Qianmo!"

Xing Zhenzhen sneered, about to explode in anger, but seeing Hengyang staring at her, she could only swallow back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Hengyang stared at Xing Zhenzhen in shock: "Teacher Xing, if you judge a student's character based on their academic performance, that's a very serious issue. If the student is emotionally fragile and develops a mental illness or depression, then it will all be your responsibility."

"Huh? It's not that serious, Teacher Heng..."

Hengyang shook his head: "This is a very serious problem. Because of the violent lecturing and harsh criticism from teachers, students' psychology has become distorted, and there are many cases of students eventually becoming disillusioned with life and committing suicide. Therefore, those teachers who cause psychological trauma to students become indirect murderers and should not only be punished by law, but also be judged by morality."

"Kill...the murderer?"

Hengyang leaned close to Xing Zhenzhen and whispered, "So, Teacher Xing, let's just apologize and resolve this. Don't make a scene. If it really comes to that, it'll be a real problem."

Xing Zhenzhen took a deep breath. She usually seemed quite serious, but she was actually very timid. Hengyang's words really frightened her.

In addition, she had heard of many student suicides. If such a thing happened to her, wouldn't her life be ruined?

Thinking of this, Xing Zhenzhen bit her lip and faced Bai Qianmo with a serious tone.

"Bai Qianmo, I apologize to you and promise that in the future, if I encounter any problems, I will make sure to find out the truth before speaking. I am very sorry for what happened today."

Even though she was filled with resentment, Xing Zhenzhen could only grit her teeth and solemnly apologize to Bai Qianmo in front of her, remembering what Hengyang had just said.

The other students in the class looked like they'd been struck by lightning.

What's going on?

Abbess Miejue actually apologized to Bai Qianmo?

*

After school

Hengyang and Bai Yitang walked out of the classroom side by side.

"Teacher Heng, it's all thanks to your timely arrival today, otherwise Abbess Miejue wouldn't have been so easy to deal with."

"Didn't you say you were going to the bathroom? I've been there for most of the class and you're nowhere to be seen."

Bai Yitang sighed. He had indeed gone to the restroom, but on his way back, he passed by Class 4 and overheard the students there arguing heatedly.

Hearing the name Bai Qianmo, I stopped to take a look out of curiosity.

Good heavens, it turns out the entire class was actually criticizing her. Hearing those girls' excessive words, she suddenly felt a surge of anger.

After years of practicing darts, his skills finally came in handy, and a piece of chalk shut Shu Ningxuan's vicious mouth.

“Bai Qianmo is your classmate… You both have the surname Bai, and she seems to be two years older than you. Could she be your older sister?” Hengyang glanced at Bai Qianmo, who was walking ahead.

Bai Yitang, with his hands in his pockets, exuded a slightly nonchalant air.

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