Life in high school always requires some famous people to provide after-dinner gossip. The gossipers spread the news quickly, and some even started a separate thread with a tone of eagerness to watch the fun.

[Come on, such a historic scene must be given a name. 】

Main post: Gao Feng became famous very early. I am in the same grade as him, and his deeds are known to the whole grade. Last year, he had a direct conflict with the grade director, angered the Chinese teacher and kicked him out of the classroom. He skipped classes and fought every day. He is a ruthless person. The reason why Chen Zhijie was able to crush him and become the school bully was more or less because of his brother who was a gangster leader. Now, Song Yu suddenly challenged him, which surprised the author.

If you ask me to name it, I would name it - "The rise of grassroots and the years when I challenged the school bully alone", hehe.

1L: 666, that sounds like it.

2L: I started a "Song-Gao dispute". Does it have a historical feel?

3L: One China event: Two dragons take the throne

4L: The decisive battle at the top of the mountain of books! ! !

5L: The Great Battle of Shushan Building

Most of the people who discuss this are boys, who have read too many fantasy and martial arts novels and enjoy talking about it with great relish.

6L: Welcome to watch the special martial arts program for the opening of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School. Who is the school bully on campus?

At this time, a familiar ID appeared.

7L Your husband Yu Ge: You might as well say it's a special parent-child ethics program for the start of school, tear-jerking Gao Feng looking for his father

“…”

Full forum.

8L: ...I want to laugh, but I am from Class 15 and I am afraid of getting beaten, so I better hold it back.

9L: Yu’s argumentative remarks never disappoint me.

11L: Didn’t you quit the Internet? Back again.

11L: I was eating my midnight snack so hard that I almost laughed my phone into the bowl.

12L: Okay, it’s confirmed. Brother Yu, just admit it, you are Song Yu.

Song Yu turned off his phone and ignored what happened next. It was the first time he saw someone so eager to be beaten. Gao Feng was really a strange man. Before going to bed, Grandma Meng sent him a message asking him if he would go home this Saturday. Song Yu pressed his finger on the screen, paused, and wanted to make a call.

But considering that grandma was probably asleep, I gave up.

[Well, I will be back on the weekend, good night grandma]

But he didn't expect that Grandma Meng was still awake at this time. Ten minutes later, she sent him another message.

[Yu Yu, are you adapting well in school? I talked about this with a friend today. Her granddaughter goes to the same school as you, in Class 3. Would you like to get to know each other and become friends? 】

Song Yu frowned. In fact, since the start of school, he didn't know anyone except the people around him.

But to his grandmother, he used a very gentle tone and politely refused.

[I want to get to know people, but they may not want to get to know me (laughing and crying) (laughing and crying)]

【It’s better to let nature take its course when making friends~】

After that, Wang Ci still didn't come, and Song Yu had no place to find trouble with him. On Thursday, when he went out to the bathroom during morning self-study, he came back and saw Ou Yilian scolding a girl at the classroom door.

Song Yu felt that girl was familiar. She also looked at the star-shaped hairpin in her hair. It was yellow and sparkling.

I realized later that this was the guy in the first row who called him husband directly that day.

Ou Yilian frowned and said impatiently, "Ask for leave, just a few days after school starts? How can a student have so many important things to do?"

The girl was anxious and aggrieved, her eyes red. "Teacher, but my grandma is really sick. My parents called me and told me that her condition is very serious. I am afraid that I will not be able to make it back and miss seeing her for the last time."

Ou Yilian said with disdain: "Old people get sick so many times a year, big and small, do you have to ask for leave every time?"

The girl started crying. "I'm really scared. I'll ask my parents to call you later. Please approve it first. Please."

Ou Yilian was annoyed: "Can you wait until the phone dies before approving it? Why are you in such a hurry?"

The girl looked at her blankly with tears in her clear eyes, as if she had never thought that such words would come from the mouth of a teacher.

Ou Yilian realized later that she had said something wrong, but she couldn't bring herself to apologize to a student. She rolled her eyes and walked into the classroom in her high heels, leaving a sentence: "If you love crying, stand outside for a class first, and then go in after your tears dry. Students nowadays like to complain without reason and ask for leave for every little thing."

Song Yu said coldly from behind: "Stop."

Ou Yilian sounded familiar. She turned around and saw Song Yu with an extremely ugly expression: "Song Yu? It's morning reading time now? What were you doing? You have no discipline and you don't act like a student. I think you should stand outside with her for a class! People like you will be scum in society in the future. How will you make a living in the future? Rely on your medical records? I say-"

Her voice was interrupted by the sound coming from Song Yu's phone.

The conversation in the recording came out clearly.

"Teacher, but my grandma is really sick. My parents called me and told me that her condition is very serious. I am afraid that I will not be able to make it back in time and miss seeing her for the last time."

"Old people get sick so many times a year, big and small. Do you really have to ask for leave every time?"

"I'm really scared. I'll ask my parents to call you later. Please approve it first. Please."

"Can you approve it after the phone dies? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ou Yilian's face turned pale.

The girl with the hairpin next to her also had red eyes and stood there blankly.

Song Yu's eyes were shallow and his face expressionless: "Are you qualified to be the head teacher?"

Ou Yilian felt dizzy. If this conversation were to get out, the consequences would be disastrous. She was currently in the process of being evaluated for excellence as a teacher. The tips of her fingers holding the lesson plan turned white. After a long while, she forced a smile and said, "I, I was so dizzy from preparing the lesson plan yesterday that I just talked nonsense. Forget it, all of you come to my office first."

Song Yu ignored her: "I'll approve your leave application first."

Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School has very strict control over entry and exit. You cannot leave the school without a leave note during class.

Ou Yilian gritted her teeth, glared at Song Yu fiercely, and signed her name on the girl's leave application with a pen, so hard that the tip of the pen almost pierced through the paper: "Go to my office to stamp it."

The girl was a little scared.

Song Yu took a step forward and said calmly beside her: "Go, I'll accompany you."

She was stunned, holding the pen in her fingers, and tilted her head to look at the tall and thin boy in the morning sun. Her eyes turned red, tears fell, and she choked up: "Thank you... Thank you, Brother Yu."

office.

After stamping the letter, Ou Yilian smiled gently and said to the girl softly, "Lin Shuangqiu, Qiuqiu? Don't take the teacher's words to heart. I was busy preparing lessons for you yesterday and lost my mind. I just said nonsense. I also have grandparents, so of course I can understand your feelings."

"Oh, I looked up your personal information. Qiuqiu's hometown is in the countryside. Her family conditions are not very good. She applied for free tuition based on her grades. This semester, each class has one quota for national poverty-stricken students. When you get the quota, the teacher will contact you."

Lin Shuangqiu held the leave application tightly, but just lowered his head, his shoulders trembling, and hummed softly.

"Thank you, teacher."

Her mind was in a turmoil. Song Yu was right next to her. As a sensitive and self-abased girl, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

But the leave application was already in hand, and nothing was more worrying than her grandmother, so she almost ran out of the office.

After Lin Shuangqiu left, Ou Yilian threw her pen on the table. She was obviously furious and couldn't even smile at Song Yu, but she still suppressed her anger.

"I have approved the leave application. I just said the wrong thing. Teachers are also human beings. They always speak quickly. You should not hold on to it. My words have caused harm to Lin Shuangqiu, and I have paid the compensation. What else do you want?"

Song Yu said calmly, "Originally I stayed in this class to annoy you, but I found out that it was you who was annoyed with me."

This was probably the first time in Ou Yilian's life that she was mocked by a student like this. She was furious and said, "Song Yu! If you don't like me, just get out! Class 1 can't accommodate a great man like you! What if you release this recording? No matter how much public opinion there is, do you think No. 1 Middle School will fire me?"

With her qualifications, she was able to enter a provincial key high school and become a class teacher. It is impossible to say that she has no one above her.

But Song Yu was least afraid of comparing backgrounds in Jingcheng.

He smiled at Ou Yilian: "Okay, I'll watch."

Ou Yilian's gaze was so cold that it almost poked a hole in him. After a long while, she raised her lips and sneered, "Song Yu, let me teach you a lesson. It's good for young people to have a sense of justice, but many things are not as simple as what is taught in textbooks. When you enter society, you will understand and understand some of my practices."

Song Yu smiled wryly: "Oh."

After returning to his seat, Song Yu sent the recording to the principal. Just a recording is far from enough. Ou Yilian will definitely put some effort into Lin Shuangqiu later. It is a matter that can be big or small. Girls of this age will most likely be a little timid and don't want to cause trouble. After all, if Ou Yilian was not fired, the remaining three years would be their nightmare.

He could understand it very well.

Morning reading in high school is lively and not compulsory. Some students recite poems, some recite English, and some goof off and chat in the noisy background.

Ma Xiaoding was bragging to Xi Bowen: "Yesterday I played the new game that the Internet cafe owner recommended to me, Supreme Madness. I thought it was so awesome, but it turned out to be just boring clicking and completing tasks to increase combat power. It's not as fun as Werewolf."

Xi Bowen played with him once, and it was a nightmare: "Just your statement that I am a prophet, whoever jumps against me, I will kill him?"

Ma Xiaoding: "...When the truth is false, the false is true. I am deceiving the good people. Do you understand?!"

Xi Bowen: "You have succeeded in confusing people. Good people think you are either a wolf or a fool. You won't lose money by voting for them."

Everyone sitting next to them laughed out loud.

Xie Sui noticed that Song Yu had been in a trance since he came back, so he asked him.

"What's wrong?"

Song Yu didn't want him to know these things, so he shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Ma Xiaoding suddenly patted Song Yu on the shoulder, his eyes shining: "Brother Yu, Brother Yu! Did you really accept the Shushan Building showdown tomorrow!"

Song Yu: “…”

Oh, I just remembered this.

Ma Xiaoding was 100% confident about Song Yu at that time: "Tsk, the school bully might have to change his owner. I bet that in less than ten minutes, Gao Feng will fall to the ground and call for his dad."

Xi Bowen covered his ears and said, "Keep your voice down. I'm going to see you flatter Brother Yu to death again."

Song Yu didn't want to reply.

Ma Xiaoding was excited again: "After the fight, Brother Yu, why don't you go to the Internet cafe after school on Friday? Check out Supreme Crazy Owl! Although I just said it was boring, the character models in it are quite good-looking. Long legs, big breasts, and not enough clothes, hehehehe."

Song Yu rolled her eyes: "I don't like big breasts."

But speaking of weekends, Song Yu suddenly remembered that Xie Sui seemed to have a part-time job every weekend in the book.

"What are your plans for this weekend?"

Xie Sui didn't have any plans. The issues with the Xie family in City A were still far away, and there weren't any troublesome people around him. As I was thinking this, my phone suddenly moved.

He put down the pen he was spinning, lowered his eyes, and glanced at the message indifferently.

A stranger. A secretly taken photo of his grandmother's back as she went upstairs. A sentence.

"Stay in the classroom after school on Friday."

Oh.

He curled the corner of his lip barely noticeably.

Song Yu continued to ask: "I will go home on Saturday, and then we can go to the library to study together, how about you help me with my studies."

Xie Sui deleted the message, tilted his head, stared at Song Yu with dark eyes, and smiled: "Then what reward do I have?"