Chapter 20

The morning sun was gentle and bright, and Jiang Wanwan arrived at school as usual.

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan looked normal, Lu Meng felt relieved. After what happened yesterday, she was worried that Jiang Wanwan wouldn't be able to accept it.

When she received Jiang Wanwan's call, she thought Jiang Wanwan had been greatly frightened again, judging from her tone.

Jiang Wanwan was indeed "lucky" enough, encountering so many major events as soon as she started her job, including a suicide attempt and being stabbed.

Lu Meng had been a teacher for half his life and had seen many ups and downs, but he had never encountered such frequent occurrences.

Seeing that Jiang Wanwan seemed unaffected, she felt relieved and told the other party about the outcome she had heard about.

"Wanwan, thank goodness you weren't involved in yesterday's incident. The injured boy's parents called the police afterward."

There seemed to be a hint of relief in Lu Meng's eyes. If Jiang Wanwan had really been caught up in this incident, her parents would probably have made a fuss for a while, and as her homeroom teacher, she certainly wouldn't have had a moment's peace either.

Upon hearing Lu Meng's words, Jiang Wanwan abruptly raised her head. "What did the police say?"

Although she was no longer in a position to interfere in this matter, she still felt somewhat uneasy.

Lu Meng was quite surprised by Jiang Wanwan's strong reaction. "It hasn't been determined yet, but the student who stabbed her is already 14 years old. If the other party insists on investigating, it's very likely that he will have a criminal record."

Hearing Lu Meng's words, Jiang Wanwan's eyes were filled with complex emotions.

To this day, she still doesn't know why the two had a conflict. She only knows that the injured student was a junior high school student with a sports talent, while the one who did the injuring was a junior high school boy.

The two people involved were not in the grade she taught, and she wasn't very familiar with the teachers of other grades, so she was too embarrassed to ask about it.

However, news about this matter soon came knocking on our door.

Because the police officer in charge of investigating the case had personally knocked on the office door.

Jiang Wanwan, as one of the witnesses at the time, personally received the police. Lu Dachuan was also a witness, but he was in class and was not in the office at the moment.

"Officer, what questions do you have? I will answer them to the best of my knowledge."

Jiang Wanwan poured water for the police officer, then sat down in the chair with great cooperation and placed her hands on her knees.

Two male police officers, one older and one younger, came to question her. The younger officer couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Jiang Wanwan's obedient sitting posture.

The old policeman glared at the person next to him, then spoke gently to Jiang Wanwan: "Teacher Jiang, don't be nervous. We have a pretty good understanding of the basic situation."

Hearing the old policeman's words, Jiang Wanwan nodded, "Is there anything else I can do to help you?"

The young policeman had stopped laughing and looked at Jiang Wanwan with a slightly serious expression. He said, "We'd like to talk to Lan Lan from your class."

"Blue?"

Jiang Wanwan looked puzzled. What did this have to do with her?

Lan Lan was indeed a student in her class. She was quite influential in the class and had good interpersonal relationships. She was considered a big sister figure among the students.

Seeing the doubt in Jiang Wanwan's eyes, the young police officer couldn't contain himself and said with a straight face, "Yes, it's her. We now suspect that she is the one who started this."

"What!" Jiang Wanwan suddenly stood up, staring at the other person with an absurd expression.

As a homeroom teacher, she has a responsibility to protect her students at critical moments, especially when someone tries to slander or harm them.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, the veteran policeman quickly stepped in and tried to smooth things over with a smile, "Oh, Teacher Jiang, don't get agitated. It's not confirmed yet. We just want to have a chat with this child."

Jiang Wanwan pursed her lips, pondered quietly for a while, and finally agreed to call Lan Lan out.

Hopefully, after they finish talking, they can clear Lan Lan's name. After all, she really doesn't believe that a first-year junior high school girl could incite two older students to fight.

Lan Lan was brought in quickly. She had her hair tied in a high ponytail, and her school uniform pants had been altered into pencil pants. She also had a small beauty mark at the corner of her eye, making her look delicate and radiant.

It's normal for young girls to like to dress up, and Jiang Wanwan understands this very well. So, most of the time, she turns a blind eye to some of the harmless behaviors of the girls in her class.

Lan Lan saw the police officers in the office but showed no fear; instead, she walked over to them.

"What do you want? Tell me quickly."

Her domineering tone made it seem like she was interrogating someone.

The young policeman frowned slightly and asked with a serious tone, "You're Lan Lan?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Lan rolled her eyes and retorted impatiently, "Otherwise what?"

The young policeman choked on his words, his face turning unfriendly as the other party's arrogant attitude made him uncomfortable.

At this moment, the old policeman who had been observing from the shadows stepped forward and asked, "Do you know Chang Zijian and Chen Kuo?"

“Yes, we know each other,” Lan Lan said casually, fiddling with the green plants beside her.

"Did you know they got into a fight yesterday?"

"have no idea."

The young policeman had been putting up with Lan Lan for a long time, but seeing that she was still acting so nonchalantly, he couldn't help but slam his hand on the table and shout, "Tell the truth!"

A sudden sound made Lanlan's fingers, which were holding the leaf, tremble.

She looked slightly annoyed and said in a defiant tone, "How was I supposed to know they would fight? They all wanted to be my boyfriend, but I didn't agree to any of them."

Perhaps because they had touched on a topic of interest, Lan Lan later told them, almost as if she were showing off, that many boys were pursuing her, all over the school, but she hadn't agreed to any of them.

It wasn't because she didn't have anyone she liked, but rather because she enjoyed the feeling of being pursued and fought over by many people.

Listening to the girl's rich emotional experiences, the young policeman was shocked and dumbfounded.

Jiang Wanwan was also stunned; she never expected that this matter was actually related to Lan Lan.

She looked at Lan Lan, who was so proud of herself despite being surrounded by so many boys, and felt a mix of emotions.

After half a day of questioning, although the matter was caused by Lan Lan, she was not directly involved in the crime, nor did she instigate others to commit the crime, so it was ultimately determined that she was not involved.

The teachers in the office ate the gossip for a while, and then happily saw the police off.

Lan Lan watched the police officers leave, pursed her lips, and prepared to leave the office as well.

But then, Jiang Wanwan called her back.

"Lanlan, don't go yet."

She called Lan Lan over and planned to talk to her about puppy love. "You should focus on your studies now, so that you will meet a better boy in the future."

According to her observations, Lan Lan's studies were not very good; it turned out that her mind was not on her studies.

Although Jiang Wanwan does not judge a student's worth based on grades, not studying and not studying well are two different things. Even if someone is not good at studying, they should at least have the right attitude.

Lan Lan looked up at her homeroom teacher, puzzled, and said, "Only one? Then it's not worth all the effort I put into studying."

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Jiang Wanwan was shocked by Lan Lan's views on love. "How many more do you want?" She almost laughed in anger.

Upon hearing this, Lan Lan actually thought about it seriously for a while, and then bluntly said, "There must be at least three or four. My dad has several outside."

Jiang Wanwan was completely speechless. She said angrily, "Are you going to follow your father's example? Have you ever considered your mother's feelings?"

"My mother died a long time ago!" Lan Lan's tone became somewhat agitated, as if a sensitive part of her heart had been touched. Without looking back, she ran straight out of the office.

Upon hearing the girl's words, Jiang Wanwan was first taken aback, then regretted her bluntness and quickly chased after her, afraid that something might happen to her.

When they arrived at the classroom, they found Lan Lan laughing and playing among a group of girls, showing no signs of anything amiss.

However, this matter took root in Jiang Wanwan's heart. She thought about it repeatedly for a long time and finally decided to ask Lan Lan's father to come over so that she could personally talk to him about Lan Lan's values.

When Jiang Wanwan made the call, she found that a woman's voice answered.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Hello, are you Lanlan's parent? I am her homeroom teacher."

"Oh, wait a minute."

The woman's voice softened slightly, as if she had moved away from the phone, but Jiang Wanwan could still faintly hear her sweet, coquettish voice.

About ten seconds later, a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the line. His voice was hoarse, as if he had just finished smoking.

Jiang Wanwan told the other party her intention, wanting him to come to the school. The other party's attitude was friendly, and it was clear that he was a person who knew how to get along with people.

"Teacher Jiang, I'm quite busy lately and my schedule is full."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanwan slightly tugged at the corners of her mouth and softly asked, "When do you have time?"

She didn't quite believe what he said: that he had time to be with other women but no time to deal with his own child's problems?

That doesn't quite make sense.

Sure enough, the person on the other end paused, chuckled twice as if to cover up their embarrassment, and then changed the subject, saying, "I suddenly remembered that a meeting tomorrow has been canceled, so how about we do it tomorrow?"

“Okay, no problem,” Jiang Wanwan said with a polite smile.

She agreed on a time with the other party and decisively hung up the phone.

The next morning, Jiang Wanwan sat in her office waiting for Lan Lan's father to arrive.

When the agreed time arrived, the other party had not yet arrived, so Jiang Wanwan had to call to inquire.

Lan Lan's father sounded anxious, but there was an inexplicable sense of nonchalance in his words. He said, "Oh, Teacher Jiang, I'm so sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way, I'll be late."

It's already 10 a.m., long past the morning rush hour. This is clearly an excuse, but Jiang Wanwan can't say anything. She can only calm down and wait.

Finally, around eleven o'clock, Lan Lan's father appeared.

The other person was a man around forty years old, wearing a gray suit, with a clean and neat appearance, looking like a successful person.

Judging from his features, Lan Lan's good looks are partly inherited from him.

The moment he saw Jiang Wanwan, Lan's father's eyes lit up and a warm smile immediately appeared on his face.